Xie Xuanyang didn't know what the Cen family did to make so many strange things in their ancestral hall. He has seen a lot of ghosts and monsters, and he naturally knows that these cannot be made in a day or two. Among them, there are some things that are more sinister than the thousand-year-old corpse. For example, the little thing that was just hidden in the dark between the oil lamps.
Xie Xuanyang didn't say a word, that is, the more sinister things will disappear when they touch Kuang and Shao. So those little things that had just been waiting for them in the dark and were now gone, no one knew except him.
Those little things are called Blood Imps.
Although they are small, they are all powerful, and it is easy for a cultivator to tear their souls to pieces with their claws. The blood kid was originally a fetus that died tragically in the womb of a woman, but was forced to die at birth because the new soul had settled in the fetus. The infusion of day and night finally formed, and it was a ghost that was a hundred times more ferocious than the Specter.
The blood kid is far more sinister than the thousand-year-old corpse, but in Xie Xuanyang's opinion, it is easier to deal with than the thousand-year corpse. No matter how ferocious the blood kid is, it is nothing but an irrational ghost, but the thousand-year-old corpse has reason and is difficult to kill. As long as there is yin qi, it can repeat the corpse. With a thousand years of wisdom and an inextinguishable body, such an enemy would have a headache even a battle-hardened corpse hunter, let alone Xie Xuanyang.
To put it bluntly, Xie Xuanyang is a sword idiot. He doesn't know as much about ghosts as his father's general, and he is the worst one in the family.
However, no matter how bad Xie Xuanyang is in the family, he is also the best at these things in the current trio, and he is considered tall among the dwarfs.
"You two—" Xie Xuanyang wanted to tell the two of them something, but he was stunned as soon as he turned his head. The two who had followed him disappeared, silently, as if they had suddenly evaporated.
He stared blankly at the black man who couldn't see his head behind him, and his face that always had a light expression finally showed anger. If it was said that he was in a bad mood because he was tricked into trapping a few people in the ancestral hall, then now that the two people he wanted to protect were taken away without him noticing, he was furious.
He was sure that the disappearance of the two was definitely not voluntary. As far as Xie Xuanyang knew about the two of them, they were definitely not the ones who were walking around in such an unknown situation, not to mention that he had told them more than once to keep them close. Furthermore, with their cultivation base, they couldn't leave on their own without disturbing his perception.
who is it? Who kidnapped them right under his nose
The oil lamp was shaking, Xie Xuanyang stood in the bright stone road with a sullen face, as if there were beasts from the abyss hidden in his eyes. He gripped the hilt on his back with his backhand, and pulled out the scabbard with a frightening cold light. When he took a closer look at the blade, there was a layer of light blue sword energy attached to it.
wrong.
Neither is right.
Xie Xuanyang, who was full of suffocation, suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and looked at the sword in his hand. The bright sword body reflected his slightly red eyes. He raised his free left hand and stroked his eyes.
Why is he so angry? I just wanted to destroy this place directly.
This is not him. Facing this situation with his normal temper, he should calmly think about how to find the missing two people. How could he draw his sword
Just when Xie Xuanyang was thinking, a figure came out from the position of the original celebrity.
"Pop...Senior brother?" Xie Xuanyang looked down and found that this person was Pop who disappeared all day. He looked at the ground again, and the red water that the original red man had burned and turned into was gone.
Xie Xuanyang grabbed the pop that was running wildly. Even though he is still a teenager, his strength is not small, and once he grabs it, the frantic run is forcibly stopped, and he can't take a step forward.
"Why is my brother here?" he asked.
When Pop saw it was him, his frightened expression suddenly loosened, and his mouth was still breathing heavily, "Thank you... Junior Brother Xie..." He gasped for a while, and even choked several times. Xie Xuanyang gave him a good breath, maybe he has fainted now.
"Junior Brother Xie, why is it you?" Pop finally recovered, and Xie Xuanyang sat down against the wall, leaning all over his body, "You also came into this ghost place, so Junior Brother and Junior Brother Bai also came in, right?"
Xie Xuanyang nodded and shared what they encountered with the popular one. When Pop heard that they were tricked by An Ran's woman and Cen's family, their faces became even paler, as if they had been brushed with a thick layer of white powder.
"An Ran? It turned out to be her." Pop muttered to himself with his head down.
"What's the matter with Senior Brother?" Xie Xuanyang asked, "I heard that you were brought to this ancestral hall by the Cen family when you visited this villa this morning."
Pop shook his hands and sighed, "Don't mention it. I thought they were kind enough to show me the Cen Family Ancestral Hall, but I thought I would be trapped inside as soon as I walked in."
Before it became popular, I thought that the Cen family was the ancestral home of their uncle, the legacy of Zongdaofeng, and one of the famous Jianghu forces in Beichen. He was also a Jindan sword cultivator, and it was not easy for ordinary cultivators to deal with him. Not to mention the mortals, so they followed without any precautions. Who would have thought that he capsized in the gutter, but he was really pitted by a group of mortals.
"The current Cen family are not ordinary people." Xie Xuanyang couldn't help correcting when he saw Feng Feng sighing, "They are all corpses."
"The corpse, the corpse again! I was tossed to death by the living corpse a few years ago, and now I am trapped by a group of corpses." Pop did not know what he had done, but he was so unlucky, "Junior Brother Xie, don't you? I know how wicked this place is, and I can't find the door until now with the Shrinking Earth spell."
"Could it be that you just did that because you couldn't get out?" Xie Xuanyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he didn't believe that this matter could scare Senior Brother Jianfeng like that.
It's just that he didn't go out for a day. There are so many mysterious spells in the Xiuxian world, and it is not uncommon to be unable to get out of a place for a day or two. There are no less than ten such mysterious arrays at the foot of Tianxianzong Fufeng alone. If a mortal was frightened and panicked in such a situation, it would be okay to say that Pop is a cultivator, so he shouldn't be so frightened.
"Of course not. I am also Senior Senior Brother Jianfeng. The days of becoming a monk are not one or two days. I must have seen this kind of confusion." Popular said. He has been running in this ancestral hall all day, and now he is sitting directly on the ground again. The white Tianxian Sect disciple's robe is stained with a lot of ash, black and white, making him look a lot decadent.
He stroked his chest, took a deep breath and said about the monster in the ancestral hall.
The monster looked disgusting and terrifying, like a man with four legs and two hands like mantis arms. Its head is a human head, and most of its whole body is rotten, and the smelly yellow pus is still overflowing.
If it was just an ordinary monster, he wouldn't be afraid. After all, there are all kinds of strange creatures in the low-level monsters. He has also seen people who are half-human and half-avian, but the ones in this ancestral hall are even more disgusting, and most of them have rotted and exposed their bones. . But the problem is that this monster is not only a monster, it also devours spiritual energy, and can heal instantly when injured. The wounds cut by his Jindan cultivation base will not affect the activity of its body. It can be said to be more alive than a cockroach. . Moreover, its two fleshy mantis arms are hard and sharp, and I don't know how to do it. When they collided with his saber, they could break a piece of his blade.
Although the popular saber is not as good as Mo Lingyan's, it is also a top-level acquired spirit treasure that is only one step away from the innate spirit treasure. I didn't expect that this monster in the mortal world could break the blade!
What can Jian Xiu do without a sword? It is popular that he is just a Jindan cultivator, and he can't achieve the level that no sword is better than a sword, and everything is a sword. If the sword is broken, he can only escape.
The most terrifying thing was that during his escape, he discovered that there was not only one such monster in this ancestral hall, but one of them was disgusting.
Xie Xuanyang was thoughtful after listening. Listening to the popular tone, this kind of monster is not a monster with cultivation, but simply attacks with flesh and blood. He had never heard of such a monster that could shatter the acquired spiritual treasure in the world.
At this time, there was a faint stench in the air from a distance, and just a little taste was enough to make people roll in their stomachs and choke their throats. The expression on Pop's face also got worse as the stench became heavier.
"They're here." Pop gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly against the wall, "They're here again!" He cursed angrily, dragged Xie Xuanyang and ran in the opposite direction, "It's endless!"