Chapter 153

The rustling sound sounded, and the figure of the black spirit leopard had gradually approached.

It seemed to smell something, and a pair of green eyes looked at the rock where Lintian was hiding.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Lintian rushed out, and the army breaking sword drew a sharp and dazzling light, tore the darkness and chopped it down.

With a puff, the black spirit leopard had no time to dodge, so he was cut off by a knife, blood burst out, and his huge body fell to the ground.

Buzz!

But at the same time, a sharp black edge suddenly came from behind Lintian.

Incredibly fast!

It seems that he has been waiting there for a long time, and the angle of attack is also extremely tricky. If he is an ordinary practitioner, he is afraid that he will not have time to respond at all.

But Lintian seemed to have eyes behind him. After killing the black spirit leopard, he arched his waist and twisted it in the air.

Brush!

The army breaking sabre in the palm was like the Milky Way rolled back, with a precise bang on the black edge.

A dull hum came from behind, and an ethereal figure that seemed to be integrated with black clothes suddenly appeared!

This is a skinny boy, dressed in black, with a faint blue luster in his pupils, which looks frightening and strange.

The skinny boy missed a blow, which seemed to be some accident. He was about to escape. He saw that Lin Xun came like a flash of lightning and killed him violently with a knife.

Boom!

The skinny boy was also very alert, and a sharp black iron bar in his hand was lifted up and fought with Lintian.

I never thought that Lintian's blade produced a terrible suction, which immediately stuck to the other party's weapon and dragged it around!

The skinny boy's body was out of control and staggered forward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lintian rubbed his body, and the palm and finger of his left hand suddenly hit each other's throat with three punches.

With a click, the thin boy broke his neck and tilted his head. He immediately fell to the ground and lost his life.

Between lightning, stone and fire, the battle has been decided!

It was incredibly fast and extremely dangerous. If Lintian hadn't already noticed the other party's trace and used his body as a bait to lead the other party to attack and expose the trace, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Wheezing!

Lintian did not hesitate to kill the other party. He tore open the other party's chest and immediately saw that chest was branded with a natural "totem pattern", which looked like running water.

This is the symbol of the wuman clan's water man vein!

In other words, the skinny boy is a man with strong water.

Lintian took the knife and cut off the other person's skin together with the "totem pattern". After a little processing, he put it into the storage ring.

It is the totem of persuasion that can be used to kill the enemy.

In addition, Lintian found another "short thorn", which was dark and about two feet long. It was forged from a precious "black steel and gold", and it was also engraved with texture patterns in the shape of spray.

In the Witch and man clan, this kind of weapon is called "barbaric weapon", and the texture of seal cutting on the surface is called barbaric pattern.

According to Lintian's knowledge, only "totem sacrifice" can refine barbarian tools in the witch barbarian family, and the so-called totem sacrifice is actually a role with the holy tattoo master in the Empire.

It is worth mentioning that only when the barbarian weapon is used in the hands of the descendants of the Witch and barbarian, can it exert its powerful power. The reason lies in the barbarian pattern carved on the barbarian weapon.

This kind of barbarian tattoo and holy tattoo seem to be no different, but their mysteries are very different and can't be used with Reiki.

In short, the power of barbaric weapons and patterns can only be brought into play when they cooperate with the strong of the wuman family.

Only by cooperating with the spiritual power of imperial practitioners, can the power of spiritual tools and tattoos be brought into play.

This is the difference. The Empire and the Witch and man belong to two completely different civilizations, and the utensils and ways of cultivation are also completely different.

In addition to this "short spike", this water pretty boy also had some fragmentary things, including healing herbs and mountain fruits to supplement his physical strength, which were all collected by Lintian.

After all this, Lintian was about to leave when he heard a rustling sound. Turning around, he saw that the body of the black spirit leopard that had just been killed was covered with a layer of insects.

Those insects are only the size of a little thumb. They are dark and full of fine and sharp fangs. They look very ferocious.

They came out from under the surface, like a group of sharks smelling blood. With only a few breaths, the body of the black spirit leopard was swallowed up, leaving no bones!

Immediately, they rushed to the corpse of the young man, and staged the same scene of "destroying the corpse".

Lintian saw all this in his eyes, and his heart was cold. He felt that the magic cloud mountain was full of strange and dangerous everywhere. At least he had never heard of such black insects before.

Fortunately, these insects didn't seem to be interested in living life and didn't attack Lintian. They soon disappeared under the surface like quicksand.

Looking again, there was no body of black spirit leopard and no body of Shuiman boy at the scene. Even the blood and water on the ground disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

"If he died here unfortunately, he would be dead......" Lintian didn't dare to delay any more and continued to steal away in the dark.

He needs to know the environment of Moyun mountain first. Only in this way can he minimize the danger of the situation.

……

Seven days in a row.

Lintian never stopped. He climbed mountains, swamps, rivers, cliffs and forests all the way.

Along the way, he was ambushed, assassinated and confronted with the enemy. The danger was large and small, but in the end, the enemy died on his way.

There was no real danger to his life, but Lintian knew that this kind of thing was bound to happen, maybe it would happen soon.

In the past seven days, he went deep alone, like an old and cruel hunter, with every inch of his nerves tense and never slackened.

It's dangerous here. Life and death may tell the result in an instant.

If you don't want to die, you must show more power and wisdom than the enemy!

Lintian was never short of experience in bloody warfare. In the complex and dangerous magic cloud mountain, he could even use more fighting methods than usual.

The only thing that made Lintian difficult was the supply problem.

When he was in the blood killing camp, he could swallow the condensed pill every day for cultivation, so he didn't have to worry about the materials of cultivation.

However, in this poor mountain and water like magic cloud ridge, if he wants to cultivate, recover his physical strength and treat his injury, he can only rely on himself to find the available magic medicine or grass, or take it from the enemy.

There is no other way.

Lintian didn't know what happened to other students. He didn't care whether anyone had been eliminated or not.

Magic cloud mountain was more dangerous than Lintian thought. It was really difficult to stay here for three months and earn enough military merit without being eliminated.

Under such circumstances, Lintian didn't have the energy to care about others.

Around 1 p.m.

The magic cloud ridge is still dark, and the sky is covered with thick haze, which is depressing.

Lintian's body curled up and hid in a dark rock gap. There was a cluster of thick weeds outside. It was difficult to be found if he didn't look carefully.

Lintian was recuperating and recovering.

On the surface of his skin, there is a layer of grass * ash which is "insect pest grass". It can not only cover the breath, but also will not attract the attention of the beast.

"At present, all the materials can only make me stick to tomorrow afternoon. The most important thing is to find the items to supplement the spiritual power, otherwise the combat power can not maintain the peak level and will inevitably fall into a dangerous situation..."

Lintian thought silently.

In the past seven days, he killed 19 strong men and got a lot of materials, but these materials could not maintain Lintian's consumption speed.

Some spiritual herbs and fruits can also be found in Moyun mountain, but they are all a drop in the bucket. Unless some first-class treasures and elixirs are excavated, the recovery of combat effectiveness will become the most fatal problem.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from a distance, which made Lintian's heart tremble, and his curled body was as tight as a bow string.

Before long, a team came out of the mountains and forests.

This is a group of more than 30 strong witches, escorting more than 20 soldiers in Imperial black wind military uniforms.

These soldiers, male and female, were all bound in chains and driven away like cattle and sheep. Everyone looked angry, desperate and depressed.

They walked all the way, as if they were going to a certain place, and soon passed by the low rock pile where Lintian was hiding and disappeared in the distance.

Lintian jumped out and quietly caught up.

The magic cloud ridge was very big. Before Lintian and his blood killing camp students arrived, the imperial black wind army often sent soldiers to the depths of the magic cloud ridge to engage in guerrilla warfare with the strong witch.

But Lintian didn't expect to see such a scene on the seventh day when he entered the magic cloud ridge. When he saw the imperial soldiers captured like cattle and sheep, and saw their anger and despair, Lintian realized that he had to do something!

All the way, until the evening, the group of strong witch men escorted the prisoners into a canyon.

Lintian followed up to this point. After looking around, he climbed to the top of a mountain and saw the scene in the canyon clearly at a glance.

A temporary camp was impressively built in the canyon.

At this time, in front of the camp, there were dozens of powerful witches and barbarians cruising with weapons. In the center of the camp, there was a huge stone table. Three men with obvious and extremely strong breath were sitting in front of the stone table, as if they were discussing things.

On the other side of the camp, there are cages in which captured imperial soldiers are held.

In front of these cages, there is also a high platform in the shape of a gallows. On the campfire burning in front of the high platform, there is a huge iron pot.

At this time, a celebrity youth was tied to the high platform, his mouth was blocked, his face was pale and frightened, his body trembled and struggled.

Next to the high platform, a sorcerer man carried a sharp knife in his hand. With a ferocious smile, he cut off one arm of the boy, threw his hand away and threw it into the iron pot on the campfire.

WOW~

The boiling water in the iron pot glowed with dazzling bright red blood.

Lintian's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a chill appeared on Qingjun's face. Is this going to eat people?!

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PS: around 7 o'clock in the second shift.