Chapter 217

Cannibals. Yang Ping has seen them in the Amazon jungle, but there is no immediate horror. Nineteen vines are dancing, like the sickle of death, harvesting human life. If you fall from a cliff, even if you don't die, you will be eaten by cannibals.

Cannibals have the function of confusing the spirit. If it hadn't triggered the second force, Yang Ping couldn't wake up so soon, quickly retreat and stay away from the attack range of cannibals. The cannibal flower felt the food leave and made a sharp cry. The vine drilled out of the soil and stabbed Yang Ping.

Bang bang!

Yang Ping dodged, stepped on the mysterious five element footwork, avoided the attack of cannibals, and became angry in his heart. A cannibal also wanted to kill him. Yang Ping sneered, picked up a thousand kilograms of boulders and smashed them at cannibals.

Poof!

The boulder was so powerful that it smashed the cannibal flower and broke the flower center. The vine danced wildly and wanted to take away the boulder. Unfortunately, it was too heavy to move. It made a hissing sound, just like the cry of a beast before death.

Yang Ping again picked up the boulder and hit the cannibal flower on the head until the fifth stone. The cannibal flower became quiet, and the vine lay on the ground and lost its driving force.

He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered that if the cannibal flower forced by the cow could not move, it would be tantamount to cocooning itself and waiting for slaughter. Looking at the blue liquid flowing out of the flower heart, like a stream, dyeing the whole rock area, Yang Ping smelled the fishy liquid and felt sick. Cannibals don't know how many corpses or other creatures they eat before they grow like this. Damn it.

Leaving the cannibal flower area, Yang Ping felt that Lu Pingyan's body should not be found and decided to go back. The back mountain is very evil. Since there are cannibals, there must be other messy things.

Just turned back for kilometers and came to the edge of the forest.

Yang Ping's body was shocked. He looked at the front and exclaimed to himself. How could it be.

The white figure reappeared in front of him, but turned his back to him and carried a man on his shoulder towards the center of the forest. Yang Ping rubbed her eyes and thought it was not true, but there was no doubt that the other party's breath and human beings, and the temperature, breathing and even the rustling sound driven by footsteps were real.

Isn't the white figure an illusion of cannibals?

Yang Ping was awe inspiring and quietly followed up.

As the best jungle expert, the white figure obviously didn't think that someone would track him, go through the woods and come to the center. There is a cave in the center, at the foot of Luojia mountain, opposite Longcheng University. The cave burns a torch. Even during the day, the cold air blown out of the cave condenses into frost on the leaves outside.

Yang Ping saw the people on the shoulders of the white figure, wearing familiar clothes. It seemed that she had seen them somewhere. Suddenly, she remembered Lu Pingyan's favorite pink Ivy's skirt. Isn't Lu Pingyan on the shoulders?

Lu Pingyan is not dead?

Yang Ping was overjoyed. If Lu Pingyan is not dead, Zhang Rong still has the courage to live. At least solved the headache. He didn't think much about why Lu Pingyan fell from such a high cliff and survived. He followed the white figure into it.

The cave is deep and bottomless.

The torch made a noise and was about to burn out. The ashes peeled off the torch and fell to the ground.

One hundred meters deep, there are fewer and fewer torches, and the sound of running water comes from the depths. The white figure completely disappeared. Yang Ping came to a fork in the road and felt the breath of people, but strangely, both roads had breath and could not find the tracking direction.

He chose the one on the left and went deep into it. When she came to the open cave, Yang Ping saw an unforgettable scene. In front of the fire, it lit up the huge cave. A group of people danced and sang around the huge fire, looking pious. A girl was tied up and ready to be thrown into the fire.

Looking carefully at the past, a group of bald heads jumped around the fire. There was no monk's ring scar on their heads, but a blue dragon. Excited, they offered sacrifices to the Dragon God and prayed for strong energy. The leader wore a white robe and dropped his hat, revealing a pale face without any color.

Yang Ping saw that they were preparing to throw Lu Pingyan into the fire. Lu Pingyan's mouth was sealed. She looked at the fire in horror and struggled desperately.

The white robed monk came to Lu Pingyan and said coldly, "everyone is the people of the Dragon God. It is great to sacrifice for the Dragon God. You pray to the Dragon God devoutly, and the adult will give us great strength."

"Dragon God!"

"Dragon God!"

The people present roared up and distorted their faces. They didn't look like living people at all. They are religious fanatics and murderers. These people must have done many similar things. Ma Weiwei was almost burned because of these religious elements.

Thinking of those wronged people, Yang Ping's pupil flashed a killing opportunity.

Suddenly, Bai Pao and Shang looked at Yang Ping's direction, peeped out their eyes and shouted, "who?"

Yang Ping frowns and looks awe inspiring. The other party has a good insight. He is a hidden expert. The other party can detect it, which shows that he has strong strength. Just when Yang Ping wanted to go out, a dark shadow rushed out from behind the rock ten meters away and rushed into the crowd with two cold lights.

Poof poof!

Angry and sad cries rang out in the crowd. Everywhere the shadow went, blood splashed. Fanatical religious elements covered their throats, looked at the shadow in horror and died in peace.

Until there were only white robed monks and black shadows left in the cave. Except for the pipa sound of the fire, everyone else fell to the ground and died in peace.

The shadow sarcastically said, "it's sad that your Dragon God didn't appear even after he died."

The white robed monk had a ferocious face and shouted, "you want to die."

The two fight together, and the moves are fatal. Because the realm is not much different, it is difficult to distinguish the victory and defeat in a short time. Yang Ping didn't have time to pay attention to them. He secretly touched Lu Pingyan's ground and wanted to take her away.

Sobbing

Just as Yang Ping approached, the cave resounded through the wind. A strong force spread from the depths of the cave. The terrible force swept the rocks on the ground and hit the two people. The shadow was extremely afraid of the sudden power and flew away.

The white robed monk roared up to the sky and said excitedly, "Lord Dragon God, I am your people..."

Poof!

The force in the depths of the cave hit the white robed monk's chest. He heard the sound of fracture and fragmentation. He screamed and hit the stone wall, dying in peace. He can't dream of why the Dragon God will kill him. Isn't there enough for him?

The shadow fell on the ground and said coldly, "a refined Python is also a Dragon God? It's ridiculous."

As soon as the voice fell, the strange force rushed to the dark shadow. Unfortunately, the dark shadow had long noticed, picked up Lu Pingyan, turned and ran towards the hole, and disappeared in an instant. The force did not continue to attack and quietly retracted. The cave is quiet again.

Yang Ping was surprised and caught up.

But it was empty outside. There was no trace of dark shadow and Lu Pingyan.