Chapter 82 “There once was an evil cultivator named Wan Yaozi!
And the talismans he gave to the scholar were not used. None of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect escaped from the Poison Mist Swamp, and they all died in the swamp.
At this time——
The vengeful spirit of the barefoot immortal with white-eyed pupils strode out of the poisonous swamp, carrying a skeletal corpse of an old man, and threw the corpse in front of Chen Yang.
“The process of collecting corpses is the happiest thing.”
With a smile on his face, Chen Yuan wrapped his arms with spiritual energy, and carefully took off all the storage rings and other items on the old man’s corpse, even the tops of his shoes and trousers. They might be some good spiritual treasures.
Immediately afterwards.
Thousands of demon monks also walked out carrying hundreds of corpses of disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and threw them on the open ground.
Feilong and the others quickly walked forward and took off all the storage bags and storage rings from his waist.
“I really can’t pretend anymore.”
Feilong opened his robe, revealing dozens of storage bags tied with ropes from his chest to his thighs, as well as the lined pockets containing dozens of storage rings. He could hear a lot if he shook it lightly. There was a clanging sound of metal colliding.
An extremely happy smile couldn’t help but appear on his face, and the corners of his mouth almost reached to his ears.
“Brother Xuan, I’m really full this time. I can’t be fuller.”
“It’s almost too big to fit in.”
The storage bag and the storage ring both have separate small spaces and cannot be nested inside each other.
“.”
Chen Yuan rolled his eyes and Feilong didn’t say anything. He was the one who owned the small world of “Mocking Sky Sect”. He could fit another 100,000 storage rings in that space, but Feilong insisted on giving it to him. Put some on yourself, saying that this way you will feel happy.
He didn’t stop either.
Anyway, there won’t be any fierce battle next, so let Fei Long go if you like.
Feilong only has a small part of his body, most of it is in his small world of “Mocking Sky Sect”.
He lowered his head and glanced at the black golden elixir that was constantly struggling on the tip of the sword. He did not take it immediately. The vengeful spirit of the fourth level of the golden elixir was still nearby. If he took this golden elixir now, two golden elixirs would be taken. The resentment brought by the Dan Wraith Spirit can crush him instantly!
He planned to leave the already seriously injured fourth-level golden elixir vengeful spirit and the remaining demon cultivator vengeful spirits here, and when the time was up, they would automatically disappear between heaven and earth.
He currently only has more than three hundred resentful spirits from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples, all of whom are in the foundation building and Qi refining stages. If he swallows this golden elixir later, he will have one more resentful spirit with one level of golden elixir.
It will still be painful though.
But at least there is no risk of resentment entering the body like before.
Compared with carrying around a trump card with a golden elixir and a layer of resentful spirit, just feel more uncomfortable if you feel uncomfortable at ordinary times. After all, it is better to feel uncomfortable at ordinary times than to be helpless when encountering danger.
Just when they were taking off all the storage rings, storage bags, spiritual treasures, etc. from these corpses and preparing to leave.
Chen Yuan suddenly looked at the pile of corpses thoughtfully: “Do you think we should leave a name? Let’s just say he was killed by Daxia Zongzong?”
From the reaction of the barefoot immortal in Wentianfang City, he roughly figured out something. It should be that the capital city had already learned about the demon invasion and sent a Daxia priest to suppress the disaster.
And this Daxia worshiper did not wrong himself. After suppressing the disaster, he was looted by Wentianfang City.
He happened to be scapegoated again. Although he did have this idea, he hadn’t taken any action yet!
That’s the boss of Wentianfang City! He probably has a lot of good spiritual treasures, talismans and other means on his body. If they hadn’t been destined to die, how could they be standing here at this time? What he hates most in his life is being detained in a shit basin.
Fei Long shook his head helplessly: “Brother Yang, your frame-up is too obvious. What’s more, you don’t even know which Daxia worshiper you are. You must at least leave a name, right?”
“that.”
At this moment, the scholar on the side cautiously hesitated and said: “How about saying that he is the number one swordsman in Baiyi in Daxia, killing thieves on behalf of Tian Xingdao?”
Then, before Chen Yuan and the others could speak, they hurriedly shook their heads and said.
“Well, pretend I didn’t say anything.”
“I’m just saying casually, this is really inappropriate. I don’t have any big ideas about becoming famous. After all, I am now ranked 986th in the “Famous Ranking” and I am very satisfied. It’s just that Wan Yaozi is ranked 712th. It feels a little inappropriate. “
“.”
Feilong looked at the scholar expressionlessly, and after a moment he said word by word: “You don’t sound like someone who has no idea about fame.”
“Since the emergence of “Famous Ranking”, I remember that we have been very busy since then, right? Where do you find the time to look at the fame rankings? “
“You also immediately found out the rankings of yourself and Wan Yaozi. As soon as the list came out, you couldn’t wait to see if your name was on the list, right?”
Just when Chen Yuan shook his head and was about to end this topic and end his affairs here, he headed to a nearby big city.
“Jie Jie Jie!!!”
A voice with cruel and violent laughter appeared in the ears of several people, and a red light shot from the sky, falling in front of them in the blink of an eye.
This red light was composed of blood mist all over the sky.
After the blood mist dissipated.
A man in ragged clothes and covered with injuries, with a line of dried blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, looked at the hundreds of corpses of poisonous cultivators on the open ground in front of him with a ferocious and greedy expression and said excitedly.
“It’s true that God will not destroy me, all the demons!”
“Heaven will not destroy me, Wan Yao Zi!!!”
“These corpses of poisonous cultivators will be the best blood food, which can greatly restore my injuries. I can smell it, I can smell the smell of fresh blood food.”
The words fell.
Wan Yaozi suddenly realized something, and looked at the emaciated corpse of an old man in the pile of corpses with a deep look of horror. There was a corpse of a golden elixir poison cultivator here.
And it looked like he had just died.
Is there any powerful golden elixir here? He quickly glanced around and saw that there were only a few men standing around and the empty index fingers on the corpses. He immediately realized that not long ago, an extremely powerful Jindan monk should have killed someone. These poisonous cultivators took away all the storage rings.
And these men must have been passing by and felt the fluctuations of the battle, and were ready to come over to pick up the corpses.
After thinking about it, Wan Yaozi looked at Chen Hong and his party with a ferocious smile. The blood mist in his hand once again poured out crazily and turned into a sledgehammer, pressing towards Chen Hong and his party step by step: “Now that you’re here, don’t leave. Now, turn them all into my blood food.”
“It can be considered as a small contribution to my revenge plan.”
“Let everyone in the world know that there once was an evil cultivator named”
“Wan Yaozi!”
(End of chapter)