Just at this moment, a cry of surprise came from the tree hole behind him. But the confused little deer came online, and then she saw darkness and the entrance to the hole was blocked. She immediately panicked and pushed away the fallen leaves blocking the entrance of the hole and ran out.
In front of the tree hole, Le Dongliu was looking at the ground seriously with a sword in one hand. When he saw the figure of this not-so-tall young man, Xiaolu's heart was pounding and he immediately calmed down. He patted his chest and said, "I'm scared to death Master." Ge Ge, you have grown taller again, congratulations, here is the red envelope." He pretended to bow his hands in a nondescript manner. He thought: It turns out that it is so easy to grow taller in the world of "Fairy Desolate", which makes Xiaolu not want to practice body tempering. It is better to concentrate on cultivating the soul, always acting like this Tianshan child elder, acting cute and mischievous, how good it is. .
She just casually asked for a red envelope. Who would have thought that Le Dongliu would actually throw a 'red envelope' - the Black Flame Sword.
"This sword is not very durable. You can make do with it first. Just go to the next city to find a blacksmith to repair it." Le Dongliu threw the sword to her casually, turned around and summoned the wildebeest, holding the reins and preparing to go. Find a place with dry grass and feed the 'porter' first.
Xiaolu¡¯s eyes widened and she couldn¡¯t put it down and stroked the gorgeous blade of the Black Flame Sword. She would not refuse. Although the poisonous-tongued male master did not recognize her as his apprentice, Xiaolu had been calling her "Master Gege" for a long time, so how could he not reap some benefits.
Although the mountains were closed by heavy snow, there was dry thatch everywhere, and the wildebeests quickly filled their stomachs. The two planned to take a detour and go back to find out what happened to the tribe before continuing on their way. The horses rode through the flying snow all the way, running like lightning, all on remote roads. Not long after walking, suddenly, a cold and distant atmosphere enveloped the two people running in the wilderness. The little deer behind the horse trembled, and immediately grabbed Le Dongliu's little hand on his clothes a little tighter. This situation couldn't be more obvious. They were surrounded. Although the little deer was young, his IQ was not low, so he could naturally feel it. Exception comes.
But before she could ask Le Dongliu, she saw dozens of black figures like ink rushing down in the sky.
"Wow, what is this? Can it fly?" The deer pointed at the sky in surprise.
The faces of the black shadows were blurry, like a puddle of black mist piling up on their faces. The blurry mouths were open, and their faces were changing, as if a gust of wind could deform them. But they always gathered together and roared silently. As soon as the deer saw it, his body couldn't help but shudder. An inexplicable chill rose in his heart. His curious mind immediately stopped and he entered a fighting state like a conditioned reflex.
There were sudden bursts of strange laughter in their ears, as if a group of hungry people were excited after seeing the food. Surrounded by gloomy dead souls, in an instant, this place seemed to have become a ghostland.
"The essence of dead souls is a great tonic!"
Le Dongliu shouted coldly, turned the reins vigorously, and rushed out. At the same time, the Dark Iron Heavy Sword was held three meters away, and the thick blade danced instantly. The force of hundreds of kilograms carried the overwhelming weight of the spiritual consciousness, and caused the roaring wind to rise. Xiaolu also operates [Innate Fire Yuan Jue]. Use the fire-bending technique and use your mental power to control the energy to gather the fire elements of the five elements of heaven and earth, and condense them into flames that surround the horned horse three meters away.
The heavy sword has no edge, no skill, no craftsmanship, and the dancing wind stirs up a cloud of fire and brilliance, turning it into a gorgeous curtain of color, wrapping Le Dongliu and his horse into it. Dozens of dead souls rushed down and rushed directly into the fire cloud of the sword curtain, but were shattered by the sword curtain, and then the flames immediately turned into a thick fire-red mist that roared and burned with teeth and claws.
It is indeed a great tonic. I just smashed a few heads, and the essence value immediately increased by more than a hundred points.
However, the big tonic is not that easy to deal with. Just after smashing a group, more dead souls pounced down and drowned them instantly. The sword in Le Dongliu's hand danced crazily, and the strong wind drove the fire clouds to roll up thousands of piles of snow in all directions, as if snowflakes were floating around him.
At this moment, he could no longer tell how many dead souls were rushing toward him, nor how many dead souls were scattered under his sword. His eyes were full of deathly gray, and his ears were filled with crazy, weird laughter.
The light of the sword loomed in the darkness, like a solitary lamp that might go out at any time.
These are the spirits of enslaved dead souls, who have been sacrificed and trained with evil skills to ward off enemies. Fortunately, the energy concentration of these dead souls is not high, and the enemy's evil deeds have not been completed. Otherwise, what would emerge would not be a black shadow like ink, but Yin soldiers wearing armor, swords and axes. Now Le Dongliu might have died N times.
However, now there is still a glimmer of hope, but it feels like one has been submerged in the tide of death.
These spirits of dead souls seem to be tangible and invisible. Each stab scatters a black shadow of ink, as if something is wrapped around the sword body, and then ignited by Xiaolu's heaven and earth fire energy, like a ball of gasoline, which is instantaneous when exposed to fire. Burn.
It¡¯s like this sword is just a sponge that absorbs water.It absorbs the evil spirit of the dead souls. Le Dongliu suddenly felt that the Xuantie Heavy Sword was getting heavier and heavier, while the soul power in his body was being consumed twice as much, and he suddenly felt that something was not good.
"Woo, my telekinesis is almost exhausted." The deer, who was trying hard to support the fire curtain behind him, suddenly whimpered, his mouth tightened, and he was ready to die.
Le Dongliu's heart sank, and he turned around and ran wildly. He felt that it was a mistake to turn around and come back to catch the autumn wind this time. Instead of reaping the benefits, he fell into a trap. After the black shadows of these dead souls dissipate, there must be a person behind the scenes who is extremely difficult to deal with. At that time, his soul power is exhausted, and the only thing waiting for him is death.
"Dispel the flames and eat the magic pill to recover." Le Dongliu shouted.
"Oh." Xiaolu hurriedly rummaged through to find the magic pill, and actually stuffed one into Le Dongliu's mouth. In this way, her recovery pill was also exhausted.
As time passed bit by bit, the wildebeest horses rolled up layers of snow with their four hooves and ran like lightning. But the black shadows around them showed no signs of being shaken off, and they couldn't see the surrounding situation, as if they had been standing still.
Le Dongliu looked serious. At first, he thought that if he couldn't get out, he would be swallowed up. After dying for the first time, will a heaven-level skill drop out? In the end, he had no time to think about this at all, and all his energy was spent on the sword. Until the end, his endless consciousness turned into a gossamer, and his unyielding thoughts drove his body and sword to rush outside.
Looking from a distance, I saw only a layer of black clouds surging. If you look carefully, it is not black clouds, but the essence of the dead souls after death condensed together, covering the entire sky. Each one roared silently, as if they were about to pounce at any time. Swallow the Ledon River.
He felt that his movements were as slow as a snail. In the eyes of others, he did not slow down much. He still rushed out crazily. This is a kind of madness that only appears in people who are about to die. Although his face looked crazy and demonic, his mind was as calm as ice, and he was quickly thinking of all possible ways to escape.
Then, he thought of [Bone Jade Necklace]. Without any hesitation, the bone jade collar was thrown into the air, three huge ghost skulls appeared out of thin air, and the Three Talents Ghost Array was activated.
The entire snowy area suddenly became a scene of howling ghosts and wolves. The black smoke billows like a forest and a prison. Continuous black shadows of ghost energy collided with three huge ghost skulls. After several muffled sounds of 'Ao Ao', the entire black frenzy was instantly exploded with a gap, and then a horse was seen galloping out.
Le Dongliu also fell out of the wave of dead souls with a pale face due to excessive consumption.
"Drive~~"
With a loud shout, he hit the horse with both legs and ran away immediately. He was not ready to look back and see who was behind the scenes.
Behind him, there were still several ink black shadows chasing after him closely. Le Dongliu showed a fierce look on his face, turned around and wildly swung out the black iron heavy sword, smashing all the following black shadows of dead souls into pieces.
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