My life of martial arts training

A line of numbers appeared on the flame disc: 11249.

The last number would decrease a little every two breaths.

"Nine hours, but as time goes by, the 'disease' accumulated in your body will become more severe, and the source blood will be consumed faster. Conservatively speaking, it should last three to four hours." Huo Bai said.

"What?!" Cheng Jing's face changed drastically, and he asked hurriedly:

"Is there no way to delay it?"

"No."

The rest of the team also realized the same thing, especially the magic side, who became even more anxious.

The search speed was further increased, but the consequence was that the flames became shaky and there was a tendency to extinguish.

In desperation, they could only maintain the original speed.

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Time passed slowly, and soon an hour passed.

Everyone's hearts became more and more uneasy and heavy. During this period, they also encountered a medical clinic, but there were reinforced fire lanterns, so they avoided them in advance,

Southwest direction.

The nine people were silent and drove fast on the street.

"Wait, there's something going on." Ge Yaoyun suddenly stopped, holding a small white and blue snake in her hand, about the size of a thumb, exuding a cold aura, spitting out a scarlet snake tongue, making a hissing sound, as if conveying some kind of information.

"What did you find?" Shen Sandao asked directly.

Ge Yaoyun turned her head and looked at an ordinary courtyard: "There is a breath left by the aliens inside."

"Let's go in and take a look together?" Shen Sandao looked at Bai Fengkui and said.

"Okay." Bai Fengkui nodded with a flick of his finger.

Shen Sandao flicked his finger and sent out a wave of air, the courtyard door exploded, walked in, and Bai Fengkui followed closely.

The rest of the people filed in.

After searching, there were only three bodies inside, two large and one small, and nothing else.

"Hiss. '

As soon as he entered the east wing, the blue and white snake made a rapid sound.

Ge Yaoyun squatted down and put her hands on the ground. The little snake crawled from the door to the table and made a hissing sound again.

"My Lord, the ghost rhyme disappeared here."

"Can you swallow the ghost rhyme and locate the sick ghost?"

"I'll try." Ge Yaoyun replied.

She took out two small bottles, one black and one purple, from her belt.

After pulling out the corks, a cold, bloody, and corrupt smell suddenly emanated, and she poured the liquid inside into her palm.

A faint green true energy appeared in her hand, and her lips moved. The sentences that were originally clear gradually became vague and blurred, and some cold and inexplicable syllables were mixed into the normal sentences.

The pool of liquid turned gray and white, and it actually gave off a trace of ghost rhyme.

A palm-sized toad with pus-filled back jumped out of her wide sleeves, jumped on her wrist, and began to lick the gray liquid.

When the toad licked all the gray-white liquid clean, its originally green pupils became dead silent and horrified.

"Quack..."

The toad made a cold cry, opened its mouth, and a suction force burst out from its mouth, sucking the deeply hidden ghost aura into its stomach.

Then, more than a dozen insects emerged from Ge Yaoyun's body again, and these insects crawled along the arm and into the toad's mouth.

The toad seemed to be coated with a layer of wax oil, and its whole body became stiff and cold, like a piece of ice.

It turned around, and its eyes emitted white light.

"There is a 70% probability, in this direction." Ge Yaoyun said.

"Activate the signal symbol?" Shen Sandao said without hesitation.

"Okay." Bai Fengkui nodded without hesitation.

"This is the witchcraft of the Hundred Nations Alliance, it is indeed weird." A trace of vigilance rose in his heart.

The aliens swept the whole world. No matter what, to form a force, the art of resisting ghosts must be possessed. This is the basic condition.

On the other side, the Hundred Nations Alliance was already popular with witchcraft, which, after generations of improvements, also had a miraculous effect on the aliens.

It could not only deal with ghosts, but also with humans, especially the curse-killing technique, which was even more cruel and weird than the Taoist one.

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The first person to receive the news was Dan Yunzi, after all, they were the closest.

"Bai Fengkui sent a message." Dan Yunzi's face lit up.

"Hurry over!"

Soon, other teams also received the news, sharpened their knives, and rushed over.

However, the Demonic Dao was too far away, so it would take some time.

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At the same time on the other side.

"Witchcraft?" The man was flying on the eaves, frowning slightly, holding a sick ghost with rice paste in his hand.

In an hour, the sick ghost recovered a lot, and only a thin layer of rice paste remained on his body.

"It's a pity that the hide-and-seek game has to end early." The man sighed, looking helpless.

He casually dropped the sick ghost, with a sneer on his face: "Before leaving, I'll give you some extra ingredients."

The colorful aura condensed, forming a gas ball the size of a human head on his chest.

The colorful gas ball sank into the body of the sick ghost.

The man seemed to have lost his life and fell to the ground. His body quickly aged and decayed, turning into a cloud of dust and dissipating.

The sick ghost seemed to have been suppressed by the man before, and now that the man disappeared, it also resumed its actions.

The surrounding darkness quickly surged, enveloping the entire courtyard, and then formed a huge medical clinic.

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"The sick ghost stopped." Ge Yaoyun reminded.

"It was indeed Mengge who was playing tricks." Bai Fengkui's face was extremely gloomy.

The sick ghost kept moving before, but as soon as Ge Yaoyun locked onto it, the sick ghost stopped.

The White Walkers have no sanity, and even if the level of terror is reduced, they will either be erratic or stay in place, and will not stop suddenly like they are now.

"Just in case, let's wait for Huo Bai and Lin Wenfeng." Shen Sandao said solemnly.

"Okay." Bai Fengkui nodded. The people in Meng Pavilion are all lunatics, and their dream skills are weird and unpredictable. Since they chose to stop, they must have set up a trap in place.

Going over one by one, isn't it to die?

"Always watch out for signs of sick people."

"Yes." Ge Yaoyun nodded, trying his best to control the toad.

The rest of the people were guarding her to prevent the people behind the scenes from leaping over the wall and making a sudden attack.

After a stick of incense.

Dan Yunzi and Huo Bai arrived first.

"Have you found a sick ghost?" Huo Bai asked hurriedly.

"Yes." Bai Fengkui replied, telling the story of the discovery.

"The world is so vast and full of wonders." Huo Bai sighed with emotion, and he raised his hand to Shen Sandao:

"I would like to thank Shen Qianhu this time."

"Haha, Master Huobai is too polite. This is also Shen's responsibility." Shen Sandao smiled. In the three states of Dao, if any Taoist force can be considered an ally, it is the Kitchen King Sect.

There is no conflict of interest between the two parties, and they often cooperate, so the relationship is pretty good.

"This Gu technique shouldn't be difficult to learn, right?" Shen Yuan stared at the ugly toad, his eyes never moving, and thought to himself.

If there is such a Gu insect that can lock on the White Walkers, it will be of great help to him.