At this time, a sudden change occurred. The black-robed priestess raised her hand and held a statue in her hand, which was half a foot long. As soon as she raised this thing, the expressions of the four people around her changed.
The statue hit the ground, and a black mist suddenly rose up and spread. When the river breeze blew by, the black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a ferocious black wolf, surrounded by terrifying black energy.
When Pei Ziyun saw this strange scene, he felt a little uneasy and moved forward to fight.
The black-robed priestess pointed her finger at the three mountain warriors beside her and said, "Kill him!"
The last few warriors taken away were all carefully selected and fierce men who were willing to sacrifice their lives for the priest. Their expressions had changed just now, but now they listened to the order and lost their expressions. Even if they knew they were going to die, they roared and pounced. Go up.
"Kill!" The four of them instantly fought together.
The black-robed priestess gained this rare buffer time, looked at the black wolf, and then at the escorting warrior: "I need a martyrdom warrior to use the body of Lord Wolf to kill the pursuer."
"Priest, I am willing to sacrifice my life for you." The last mountain warrior came to the black wolf and said.
"What is your name? I will remember your sacrifice." The black-robed priestess stroked the warrior's head and said, while the warrior lay on the ground: "My name is Mengjida!"
The mountain people all had Chinese names and mountain names, and the samurai said the mountain names.
"I will remember you." The priest looked at the warrior and said. The warrior didn't hesitate anymore. He raised his knife and cut his neck at a very fast speed. The long knife was extremely sharp. There was only a flash of blood. Under the dim light of the stars and moon, A fountain of blood splashed out and fell on the black wolf that appeared in the smoke.
The blood splashed onto the black wolf and was absorbed, causing the black wolf to light up in an instant.
"kill!"
"Puff puff!"
Pei Ziyun passed through him, and the three warriors groaned and fell to the ground. Blood dripped from their swords, and their bodies were still twitching.
Pei Ziyun didn't stop and went to kill him.
But just for a moment, the black-robed priestess put her hand on the warrior's forehead. The black energy seemed to be a white shadow in the priest's hand, and the priest forcibly pulled it out.
Placing Bai Ying on Hei Lang's head, Hei Lang's eyes suddenly brightened and he looked at Pei Ziyun.
"Lord Wolf, kill him for me."
Following the order of the black-robed priestess, the black wolf pounced forward, its black energy rising like a demon. Pei Ziyun's expression changed when he saw this: "Which Taoism is this? The original owner has never seen it before in his memory."
The black wolf pounced on me, and the black-robed priestess turned around and ran away. She suddenly felt dizzy: "Damn it, there's a backlash!"
At this time, he gritted his teeth and braced himself, and ran away.
If you win, you just have to be more careful. If you don't win, you can take this opportunity to escape.
There was a man and a wolf behind, and they collided. The wolf's claws flashed, and with a "pop" sound, Pei Ziyun's clothes were cut, but luckily his skin was not scratched. Almost at the same time, the sword flashed and stabbed the paw, and the wolf's claws pierced through in an instant. , stir it hard, and the claws will break instantly.
As if the black wolf didn't feel any pain at all, he drew another claw and black light flashed in the air.
Pei Ziyun drew his sword, stepped back, and with a diagonal movement, he reached the right side of the wolf miraculously. The sword light lashed out, as fast as lightning, and with a "pop" sound, half of the wolf's neck was cut open.
But the next moment, Pei Ziyun's hidden sneer solidified, and he saw the black wolf howl, and the wound was filled with black energy, trembling continuously, and gradually healed.
Seeing this situation, Pei Ziyun's eyes also shrank. Was it the magic weapon, or did he not kill it to the root
"Hmph!" Pei Ziyun snorted coldly and chased after the black-robed priestess. Any magic weapon needs to be operated by someone. As long as the owner of the magic weapon is killed, most of the magic weapon will lose its effect.
It looked like the black-robed priestess was gradually running away, but after just a few steps of pursuit, the black wolf swung its tail and swept over. Pei Ziyun struck with his sword, and there was a "pop" on the tail, and it hit the target, but the black wolf didn't seem to feel it. , turned around and pounced, carrying the sound of wind.
"No, Black Wolf seems to have the intelligence of the warrior who just willingly sacrificed his life. Could it be that he really has psychic magic?" Pei Ziyun thought, and refused to delay any longer, and sternly said: "Restraint!"
Then the long sword faintly revealed a faint light, and the body streamed in like a stream of light. The sword light suddenly emitted, like wind and thunder: "Tao method to control the sword!"
"Poof!" A white line appeared on the black wolf that rushed forward, and it split into two halves. It fell to the ground, but only just after it fell to the ground. The black energy was released, and its head and body healed immediately.
Seeing this scene, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but take a deep breath. He couldn't even use Taoist magic just now. He had never seen such a magic weapon before.
"Is there really such a strange magic in this world?" He stretched out his finger, and there was a flash of white light, and the ground under the black wolf turned into sand and sank.
Pei Ziyun just turned around, and the black wolf sank into the sand and struggled desperately. When he saw Pei Ziyun chasing him, he roared at the sky, and the black energy from his body surged out in an instant, and he struggled out of the sand.
"Ouch!" Hei Lang chased after him with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
Pei Ziyun had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt the sound of wind behind him. When he looked back, he saw the black wolf chasing after him again.
"No, Hei Lang is too strong and must be dealt with." Pei Ziyun stopped, and Hei Lang stopped and observed.
"Hmph, I never believe in gratuitous power."
"It seems that you have to use up all your black energy."
A faint white light appeared on Pei Ziyun's sword. He dodged and rushed forward again. The black wolf reacted quickly, but just as he turned around, there was a "clang" sound, the sound of gold and steel colliding, and the black wolf let out a scream, and his body flew away. It fell, but just after it hit the ground, the gap gradually healed.
The black wolf climbed up, looked up to the sky and let out a "wow", looking at Pei Ziyun with a deep-seated murderous intent and hatred.
"Come again, kill!" Another collision and fight.
After more than ten battles, Pei Ziyun gasped for breath, and the sword energy on his sword flickered on and off. Black Wolf was left with many wounds, some healed, some healed slowly, and his movements became sluggish.
"Sure enough, it works. You can still heal a few more times. Kill!" Pei Ziyun consumed too much and suddenly felt dizzy. The black wolf rushed towards him. Pei Ziyun stretched out his hand a little, and grass and vines were entangled on the ground.
The black wolf slowed down a beat. Just as the wolf was struggling, a sword light lit up and struck the black wolf's neck. The original wound expanded.
"Rest in peace." Pei Ziyun chopped off again, and with a "pop" sound, the wolf's head fell down. The black energy was very weak and tried to heal, but gradually dissipated.
Pei Ziyun squatted on the side of the wolf, panting heavily. He had run out of gas and watched helplessly as the wolf shrank, turned into a sculpture, and then turned into ashes.
"What kind of magic weapon is this? Why is it not in the memory of the original owner?"
"But we can't keep her alive like this." Pei Ziyun thought to himself, showing a resolute look, gritted his teeth, and continued to chase after her.
Jungle on one side
The black-robed priestess gasped, and the fleeing warriors in the distance gradually gathered together and knelt down: "Master Priest."
A captain couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw that the black-robed female priest was alone at this time, and asked: "Master Priest, why are the guard warriors not seen beside you?"
The black-robed priestess was silent for a moment and said: "They are all for..."
Before she finished speaking, she groaned and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Her face instantly turned white, and she fell down.
The warriors were suddenly in chaos. Some were holding them up and shouting loudly, some were preparing to find some water, and some were so busy that they didn't even know what they were doing. They just shouted: "Quick, quick, save the priest."
The mountain road was bumpy, so Pei Ziyun caught up all the way and turned around a small road. Looking down from a high place, he saw a small village in the distance. It looked small, but there were more than ten torches gathered in the square, and there should be hundreds of people there.
At this time, these people seemed to be cutting down trees all around and building fences on the ground, which seemed to be used to ward off the poisonous snakes. In fact, it was so far away that the poisonous snakes were not an army after all. They had gradually dispersed and they could not gather just a few.
Others shouted, gathering in the fleeing people.
A bonfire was lit among the crowd, and a blanket was spread on the ground on one side of the bonfire. An old woman was lying on the blanket, and several people gathered around one side.
"Qi Laiduo, don't you know some medical skills? What's going on with the priest? Why are you unconscious now?" Several warriors beside the black-robed priest looked like they had some identity, and a warrior was checking.
"It's strange. The priest's condition doesn't seem to be injured. It's caused by the backlash of casting a spell." A warrior said: "Although I don't know witchcraft, I have seen it a few times, and it is very similar to this situation."
"This is troublesome. Only priests know how to heal the backlash of casting spells. We have absolutely no way to deal with such a situation." The warrior Ji Laiduo sighed.
"If it can't be solved, is there any way you can wake up the priest?" A middle-aged warrior on one side asked.
"No, the most I can do is treat injuries and illnesses. I don't dare to do anything in this situation. If something happens, I'm afraid our ten lives won't be enough, and the family and the village will be implicated." Gelaido sighed.
The two were talking when they suddenly heard a voice: "Ahem!"
At this time, the priestess became a little more awake. She spit out a mouthful of phlegm and woke up with a gasp. Her face was as white as snow. She opened her eyes and looked around, then couldn't close them again: "There is a small red bottle in my arms. Take it out and let me take it.”
"Yes, sir." After speaking, the warrior beside him stepped forward and took out the medicine bottle and drank it. After a while, the priest's face became better and he said, "You can find a room for me. I want to take care of myself."
"Yes, Lord Priest!" the warrior replied.
Pei Ziyun watched from a distance, and the night gradually became quiet, with only the bonfire burning. Many people had been toiling all night and did not eat enough food, so they leaned on the grass bunks and fell asleep.
"Including the aboriginal people of this small village, there are only three to four hundred people now, among whom there are two to three hundred mountain people in their prime. There are only a few hundred who are truly elite."
"But this is also very scary. It is not suitable to break in under such circumstances. The manpower will sometimes be exhausted, not to mention that I destroyed the Black Wolf magic weapon, which consumes a lot of money. Even if I rest for a while, there will be very little Taoism left."
Pei Ziyun couldn't help but be silent, and looked carefully, and saw that this was not a mountain village, but a civilian village. There was a wall, but it was not high, only as high as a person. It might have been designed to be attacked by bandits and wolves.
The wooden houses, thatched houses, and roofs are all thatched, and the walls are made of mud-coated wood or even rattan. They are all very shabby and low. The only room in the center is slightly better. It seems to be the room of the leader of the village.
Suddenly the plan started from the heart.
(End of chapter)