God, why is it dark for no reason
Ye Lingyue stopped in her tracks.
At the end of the mental strength test, it was around noon, the sun was just right, and it was only a quarter of an hour before she walked out of the alchemist association, but the sky at this time was pitch black, as if it had suddenly entered the night.
Not only that, Ye Lingyue has never walked the street under her feet.
All the leaves of the trees planted around had fallen, as if winter had entered in an instant.
A large number of hungry corpse owls stood on the branches, their blood-red eyes looked like countless red will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, eerie.
What's even weirder is that there is a bloody moon in the sky.
"Jie Jie, damned little bitch, you actually dared to snatch the title of champion from this Grandmaster. This time, I will make you want to live and die."
Suddenly!
A cloud of green smoke came out from the ground, and Master Lian in a gray robe appeared three feet away from Ye Lingyue.
Beside him, there are several strange flying daggers, and those flying daggers are exactly the same as the spiritual flying dagger that Ye Lingyue picked up earlier.
"It's you, you're not from the Alchemist Association, who are you?" Ye Lingyue narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at Master Lian.
The surrounding environment is very strange, the trees and houses on both sides are twisted, it looks like a phantom.
"What kind of thing is the Licheng Alchemist Association? Who am I? Open your eyes and see." Master Lian ripped off his clothes with a "wow", and there was a blood robe in his gray robe, the style was similar to that of an alchemist. The alchemist uniforms of the association are somewhat similar.
But on the skirt of the blood robe, there are four blood tripod marks embroidered.
"I am Lianbi, a disciple of the Immortal Sect in the Taishang of the Central Plains. I was really deceived by you, a nasty little girl, earlier, and you are actually a Sanding alchemist." Master Lian's sallow face, There was a smear of embarrassment.
He was ordered by his master to try to sneak into the Licheng Alchemist Association as an undercover agent. He didn't want to meet his deadly enemy halfway and was injured, so he had to hide in Qiufeng Town to heal his injuries.
Lianbi coveted Ye Lingyue's beauty earlier, but he didn't notice that the other party was also an alchemist who cultivated spiritual power.
"So, at the Ye family's birthday banquet that day, you were the one who stopped me. You stopped me again and again. This time, I will depose you first, and then enjoy your body." Lian Bi raised his head. He raised his right hand, and his sickly complexion was covered with a layer of red light under the blood moon.
I saw a blood-red mental force emanating from his body, and a few flying daggers hummed as if they had heard an order.
Keng——
There was a sharp beeping sound, and the blade was as bright as blood, rushing towards his face.
At this moment, Ye Lingyue swung her fists, and thunder flashed several times, and the thunder flashes transformed from vitality attacked the flying dagger.
Those flying daggers were shaken by Yuanli and retreated a few feet.
"Body Refinement Eightfold, it seems that the news from the Shanhai Gang and Song Guangyi earlier was wrong. However, the body refinement Eightfold is in front of me, and there is only one dead end." Lian Bihu spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into Several blood arrows merged into the flying dagger.
As soon as the flying dagger was stained with blood, it trembled violently, like weeds on a prairie fire, countless capillaries grew on the flying dagger.
As soon as the blood vessels grew, the momentum of the blood daggers that had been forced back by the Benglei Fist rose sharply, and the three flying daggers accelerated in the air, causing the air to distort.
whoosh whoosh—keng—
Three golden lights accompanied by a cold light appeared from Ye Lingyue's side and bumped into the three flying daggers.
Chi, the three blood-striped flying daggers were pierced by the dragon's saliva needle, and there were three tiny holes in the dagger's body.
The instant the flying dagger pierced through, Lianbi's expression darkened.
The blood-striped flying dagger is a flying dagger refined by the sorcery of the Taishang Immortal Sect. People who refine it need to feed the flying dagger with their own flesh and blood from time to time. If the dagger is injured, the owner of the flying dagger will feel the same.
Three ambergris needles quietly floated beside Ye Lingyue.
Lianbi's pupils shrank, unexpectedly, this little slut was carrying such a treasure as the dragon's saliva needle.
Realizing this, Lianbi's eyes were ignited with greed.
"Jie Jie, it's a pity that this master can't enjoy such a delicate beauty, but don't worry, your sweet and delicious flesh and blood will definitely add a little bit of power to my master's Siamese Ghost Smoke." Lianbi shouted in a gloomy manner.
I saw his body turned into a huge blue smoke again, the green smoke came so fast that even the ambergris needle couldn't break through it, in an instant, the green smoke was like a dark cloud, pressing towards Ye Ling Yue.
The green smoke was extraordinary, as soon as it approached Ye Lingyue, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, and the chill was overwhelming, as if her whole body was about to be swallowed.
Ordinary people, as long as they encounter the evil smoke, they will be eroded away, but Ye Lingyue is different. She has taken red ginseng, and the yang energy in her body is very strong.
The dry cauldron in the palm of Ye Lingyue seemed to have found some delicious food, shook it, and sucked in the green smoke that had melted from the wall.
"No!" Lian Bi didn't see what was going on.
Ye Lingyue reached out with five fingers, and there was a strong suction force in her right hand. With an irresistible force, she hit the vital point of Lianbi with her hand, and then three dragon saliva needles pierced Lianbi. Tianling cover.
The eye sockets that connected to the wall were tightly stretched, and his body slid to the ground, lifeless.
Ye Lingyue panted heavily and sat on the ground.
The moment Qingyan was sucked away by the cauldron, the surrounding streetscape disappeared, and Ye Lingyue found herself leaning against a remote alleyway.
It seems that the phantom of the street scene just now was all created by the green smoke of Master Lian.
Siamese ghost smoke
Ye Lingyue remembered that Lianbi called it that.
It seems that it is a special weapon of a cult. If it hadn't been for Ye Lingyue who was holding a dry tripod, and a few more Tripod alchemists, they would have been killed by Qingyan.
Wiping the cold sweat off her forehead, Ye Lingyue searched Sou Lianbi's body first, and found a small package from him.
Looking inside again, in addition to two or three bank notes, there is also a blood skull token, and a worn-out jade carving.
On the jade inscription, it records the method of refining Siamese ghost smoke.
Although the Siamese ghost smoke has infinite magical uses, it is the property of evil alchemists after all. If it is used casually, it will easily lead to misunderstandings from the Great Xia Alchemist Association. It must be used in order to avoid evil spirits.
"It's a pity that we didn't ask about the purpose of Taishang Xianjiao's infiltration into Licheng." Ye Lingyue frowned and looked at the ground, and the three blood-patterned daggers left on the wall were still pulled on the ground.
Ye Lingyue put away all these things, and then walked towards Ye Mansion wearily. She planned to refine the Siamese ghost smoke and those few daggers after recovering her strength.