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- Although Fang Ling guarded against Shen Mufeng, he didn't expect that Shen Mufeng would have a back-up move. However, the matter was at this point, and there was no use thinking about anything else. The moment the fishy wind hit, the Jinghong Sword flashed, and with one move, the Angry Sword Crazy Flower slashed out!
This time, Fang Ling did not use the light splitting sword technique.
In this small cave, there is no room to dodge at all, and the split-light sword technique is not very smooth here.
"when!"
A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in Fang Ling's ears as the Jinghong Sword was thrust out. The hand holding the Jinghong Sword came with a huge force, and he almost lost the Jinghong Sword in his hand. Shake it off.
Fang Ling was shocked and quickly retreated five feet.
¡°Bang!¡±
A hard object hit the stone wall of the cave, causing the entire cave to tremble.
"Lord, don't kill this kid directly. He needs an antidote!" Shen Mufeng's shrill voice came from inside.
"Zhizhizhi"
There were two strange sounds, and someone said in a strange voice: "Boy, hand over the antidote, and I allow you to work for me when I sit down!"
Fang Ling looked forward intently at this time and saw a black figure in front of him, standing steadily about a foot away from him. The face of the black figure could not be seen clearly, but the eyes were glowing with green light.
Although he couldn't see the black figure's mouth clearly, Fang Ling was sure that it was not the black figure who spoke just now.
Facing this strange black shadow, Fang Ling felt cold in his heart. He could conclude that his Jinghong Sword had just struck this black shadow.
But with the sharpness of the Jinghong Sword, not only did it fail to break through the black shadow's defense, it was even bounced back.
You must know that the sword just now contained his inner energy from the fourth level of Qi training. Even a person at the fifth level of Qi training could not handle this sword.
"I want to hand over the antidote, can you let me leave?" Fang Ling pondered for a moment and asked calmly.
"Giggle!" The hoarse voice started with a burst of wild laughter, and then said: "It is your destiny to be accepted by me, ancestor, as my disciple. If you continue to be verbose, don't blame ancestor for taking your heart essence and blood to refine the medicine!"
With thoughts flashing in Fang Ling's heart, he rushed out of the cave. Now he has to give it a try no matter what.
"Want to run? Looking for death!" As the man who called himself the ancestor roared angrily, the black figure rushed up again like lightning.
Although Fang Ling had difficulty performing the Golden Goose Kung Fu in the cave, his speed was not slow, but the black shadow was three points faster than him! After only seven or eight ups and downs, Fang Ling was already in front of him.
Although Fang Ling was frightened in his heart, Fang Ling was not slow in his hands. With a pinch of his fingers, the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs was revealed, and he and the strange black shadow were directly included in the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs.
Shen Mufeng, who was originally waiting for the Lord to defeat Fang Ling and use the antidote to save himself, at this moment, felt like a soul was in his heart!
His body was trembling constantly, and with the snake venom running, he knew he couldn't hold on for long.
"Lord, that man has a strange magic weapon. You break the magic weapon quickly and save me"
The person he became the Lord roared loudly, and then grabbed Shen Mufeng, with a foot-long fang, and bit Shen Mufeng's neck fiercely.
How could Shen Mufeng, who was already poisoned, resist? He kicked his legs and struggled twice, and then there was no sound.
The Lord threw Shen Mufeng's body away, and his whole body became increasingly bright red, especially his eyes, which were like fireballs.
If Fang Ling were in the cave at this time, he would be able to see the true face of this Lord.
This Lord was less than three feet tall, and his whole body was like a ball. When the red light in his eyes slowly dimmed, he immediately made a squeaking sound. This time, the sound was a few more loud than before. The points are sharp.
Although he was in the smoke map of the western suburbs, the sound still made Fang Ling feel extremely uncomfortable. The black figure trapped in the smoke map became more and more violent, and the green wolf he caught was torn into two pieces by him.
Around the black shadow, there was a river of blood, and more than a dozen wolf and monkey corpses were randomly thrown on the ground. Dozens of venomous snakes crawling on the black shadow, although they keep opening their mouths to bite the black shadow, as long as these snakes bite the black shadow, they will be blown into two pieces by the invisible black energy on the black shadow.
This black shadow definitely surpasses the seventh level of Qi training!
But why didn¡¯t he run away from the smoke and dust in the western suburbs?
Fang Ling knows very well that although the smoke map in the western suburbs has endless uses, if he wants to trap masters who are above the sixth level of Qi training,, simply impossible.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A full-force bombardment by a master of the sixth level of qi-training, can break the space formed by the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs.
"Click!"
The Silver-crowned Snake, which was already a first-level monster, was caught by the black shadow and torn into two pieces. This made Fang Ling's heart twitch.
Although there are still several first-level monsters in this space, Fang Ling still cherishes the silver-crowned snake that was the first to be collected. Seeing him being destroyed like this, he really lost a good helper.
But what Fang Ling is most anxious about right now is time.
His image of smoke and dust in the western suburbs can last up to a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, he will not only have to face the man in black, but also the strange Lord.
With thoughts flashing in Fang Ling's mind, he took out the golden sword talisman from the Small Universe Bag.
Maybe it¡¯s the only way to use it!
Just when Fang Ling was about to sacrifice the golden sword talisman, a leopard had bitten the man in black on the neck.
This biting is naturally useless.
On the contrary, three of the leopard¡¯s teeth were knocked out.
The leopard howled in pain and quickly backed away.
The arm of the man in black swept under the leopard's retreating body.
It is clear that with just a flip of the palm, the leopard can be caught and torn into two pieces, but the man in black doesn't know how to adapt.
Stiff!
As soon as this thought appeared in Fang Ling's mind, more information about the man in black poured into Fang Ling's mind.
The smell of decay, the flesh that is hard to be touched by the Jinghong Sword.
All these are in line with the characteristics of corpse refining.
With thoughts flashing in his mind, Fang Ling suddenly arrived not far from the man in black. He pinched his ten fingers quickly, and a strange finger trick was displayed in front of the man in black.
The man in black who originally rushed towards Fang Ling suddenly fell straight to the ground the moment the finger gesture appeared.
Refining corpse, this is exactly the corpse refining left by the founder of Shenjian Villa!
Fang Ling felt ecstatic in his heart. The finger trick he just pinched was the corpse-fixing trick left in the picture by the founder.
This method is the first and most important step in refining the corpse. Moreover, each corpse refiner's method is different, which is a guarantee to prevent one's corpse from being robbed by others.
After the black corpse fell to the ground for a full three minutes, Fang Ling gently came to the corpse. After confirming that the corpse had no reaction and fell into a deep sleep, Fang Ling picked up the Jinghong Sword and put it on his wrist. Cut it.
Drops of blood were sprinkled from Fang Ling's arm onto the Yintang where the corpse was being refined.
After the blood covered the body of the corpse, Fang Ling used his finger to draw a blood symbol on the face of the corpse, which was hard to understand.
With the completion of the blood talisman, all the blood marks on the corpse's face disappeared completely, but Fang Ling felt that there was a connection between himself and the corpse.
That corpse refining is like your own arm, you can control its actions.
"Bang"
A loud noise suddenly came from the dark cave!
Along with this sound, an embarrassed figure suddenly appeared in the cave, with disheveled hair and a touch of blood, implying an indescribable embarrassment.
With the appearance of this figure, a black figure flew out, quickly and stiffly stretching its hands, and rushed towards the first figure that appeared.
And the face of the first figure who rushed out was full of horror.
"Don't kill me!" The first person to rush out spoke in a voice filled with fear.
"Zhizhizhi!"
Amidst the weird noise, the rushing black figure suddenly stopped. The tall body of the Lord rushed out of the darkness with a cold snort.
He looked at the young man who fell to the ground and laughed loudly: "Run, aren't you pretty good at running? You are too young to escape from my corpse refining hands!"
As the Lord spoke, he looked up to the sky and laughed. What he likes to see most is a person's desperate expression. This look of despair and sadness can give him great pleasure.
But he is not planning to kill this boy now. He has one more important thing to do than killing the boy.
"Now, I will give you another chance. Are you willing to surrender to me and become my guardian?"
Fang Ling shook his body and nodded quickly: "Yes! I am willing! As long as the Lord does not kill me, I am willing to do anything you want!"
"Okay, from now on, you will be my guardian."The Lord chuckled and said with enthusiasm: "I have the secrets of immortal magic to keep your cultivation progress." At this point, he came to Fang Ling and continued: "The one you just used What magic weapon is it? Take it out!"
"This this is what my master left for me to talk about right and wrong" At this moment, Fang Ling said with a look of embarrassment.
"Giggle." Amidst the unpleasant laughter, the low Lord said coldly: "If you are in trouble, don't take it. Anyway, if you die, this thing will still be mine."
With these words, the Lord licked his tongue, and a bloody smell rushed straight from his mouth: "I haven't enjoyed the essence and blood of the fourth level of Qi training for a long time."
¡°I¡¯ll hand it over!¡±
As Fang Ling spoke, he took out a yellow talisman from his clothes and said, "Lord, this is the treasure I just made invisible. It's called the Talisman of Sleep. Look!"
With this sentence, you see, the talisman flew out, turned into a golden sword, and quickly slashed towards the Lord.
"Giggle! Boy, you are indeed cunning!" The Lord laughed wildly, and a black dagger with a hint of coldness flew out of his sleeve and rushed towards the golden sword.
"Click!"
The moment the black dagger collided with the golden sword, the golden sword was cut into two pieces.
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