Chapter 113

Through the withered woods, I came to a wooden house. Suddenly, all around the wooden house were black and had no vitality.

Huang Qiusheng shivered, stood outside the wooden house, knelt to the ground and said respectfully, "see Lord, I have brought you what you want, elder and Deacon's storage bags."

An old voice came out of the wooden house and said, "well done. You put these storage bags on the ground and I planted spiritual marks. In the future, these people will be controlled by me."

Huang Qiusheng put the storage bags of the elders and deacons on the ground and lined them up at one time.

"Buzz."

In the wooden house, a red mana suddenly shot out and walked on these storage bags respectively. When he came to the storage bag with Liuyun tower, the Red Mana stopped.

"Eh, there seems to be something unusual in this storage bag? Whose storage bag is this?"

Huang Qiusheng said, "Lord, this is the storage bag of the new elder Yishui immortal of tianwo sect."

"Oh, well, go down and return these storage bags to them." leave his spiritual mark on the storage bag, and he can know what the owner of the storage bag is doing and where he is at any time. This is the way that the mysterious strong man came up with after the disappearance of the three people in Muzhuang.

"Then my subordinates quit."

"Wait, bring me the relatives of the three people in Muzhuang. I need fresh blood. By the way, the friar of Tongmai territory can't meet me now. I need some blood from the friar of Jindan territory. Go and do it. Within ten days, grab five Jindan territories for me to eat. Remember, live and don't get hurt."

Po was slightly foreign. Naturally, he heard the sound. In the Liuyun tower, Po's face was a little ugly. The people in the wooden house ate the monk's blood?

Po's divine sense poked out again and wanted to see who was in the wooden house. However, as soon as his divine sense approached the wooden house, he was suddenly bounced back by an invisible force.

In the cabin, a wary voice came: "yes, whose spy on me."

Huang Qiusheng, who was just about to leave, was startled and said, "Lord, this is a person."

"No, just now it was clear that someone was spying on me with the power of spirit. Is it an illusion?"

Po was scared in a cold sweat. This divine consciousness just touched that layer of spiritual barrier. Those who can decorate the barrier with spirit can only do it when they return to the virtual world. That is to say, the people in the wooden house have at least more than the return to the virtual world. Moreover, looking at the environment around the wooden house, we know that the people in the wooden house are likely to be the people of the evil way hidden for tens of thousands of years.

How can there be people in the devil's way in the dragon mountain?

"Po frowned. There has been no evil way in the cultivation world for thousands of years. Such a person suddenly appeared in the Dragon Mountain. No, you have to discuss with the old guy Li Zhiqing when you go back."

Huang Qiusheng returned to his residence, found a servant and told him to return these storage bags to himself early tomorrow morning.

This servant is just a monk of Tongmai territory. He takes these storage bags back to his residence. For a monk of Tongmai territory, these storage bags of monks of Yuanying territory are precious. The things on his body are enough for him to use for several years. Driven by greed, this monk of Tongmai territory returns to his residence, Just laugh.

"Ha ha, I'm rich. Go to your tianwo sect. I came to take refuge. I didn't expect your tianwo sect to do this kind of killing. Leng Yue has had enough. Even if I'm not talented, I can be an ordinary disciple. I have to serve you as your servants. Bah! There are some storage bags for the deacons of these elders. I'll be rich friars after Leng Yue. Hum, tonight He took these storage bags and left tianwo sect to find a place. "

Huang Qiusheng's servant, Lengyue, came to join the tianwo sect a year ago. He originally wanted to be a disciple of the tianwo Sect on this day, but Huang Qiusheng saw that the Lengyue was fine and tender at about 20. His talent was also average, so he left to serve his own life and diet. People who practice truth need to eat three meals a day, which is indispensable, As long as we reach the level of Yuanshen realm, we can maintain the required energy by absorbing the aura between heaven and earth.

Lengyue put all these storage bags into her own package, sneaked out of tianwozong, found a direction and ran wildly.

This PO is in the storage bag, but the external situation is clear. Isn't the direction chosen by Lengyue the direction of the dragon gate? When Po was going to come out of the Liuyun tower, suddenly an old voice sounded.

"You and other young people are looking for their own death."

On these storage bags, there was a red figure, condensed into a human shape.

Leng Yue was startled. This sudden change made him feel frightened. He threw the package on the ground, turned and ran away.

The red figure turned into a skeleton, caught up with Lengyue with a whoosh and bit on Lengyue's shoulder.

"Ah." Leng Yue exclaimed. He felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be out of his control. He even flowed towards the place where the skeleton bit. The skeleton was sucking his own blood.

Leng Yue is only in the pulse state. In this situation, she has no ability to resist. She can only watch the bloody skeleton suck her own blood. Leng Yue's face is getting paler and paler. He didn't realize that death is so close to him until he felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

Just then, Po controlled Liuyun tower to break free from the shackles of the storage bag and rushed out. When he saw the bloody skeleton on Lengyue's shoulder, he was also surprised and said, "yes, what the hell is this?"

When Po appeared, the mysterious old man in the back mountain wooden house of tianwozong suddenly opened his eyes and saw that his whole body was extremely thin. There was almost only a pair of bones and a skin bag left. There was no trace of meat on the old man's face. It was human skin wrapped around bones, and the hair on his head was withered and yellow.

The old voice is still a little hoarse.

"This sudden boy can hide in the storage bag and avoid my spiritual search. There must be a treasure on this man that can hide his own breath."

The old man suddenly disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he had reached the tianwo sect. In a flash, the man was a mile away.

Looking at the skull, Po ChiYan offered up. Only the high temperature of ChiYan could loosen Lengyue's shoulder.

Po stabbed out with a sword, cut the skull in half and said to Lengyue, "don't go yet."

This skull is the condensation of the spiritual mark left by the mysterious old man of tianwo Sect on these storage bags. Lengyue stole these storage bags, and his whereabouts are under the monitoring of the mysterious old man.