Fading god ascends immortal road

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He said shyly: "Is the immortal master interested in the slave family? Why do you say who the slave family looks like~ The slave family does not accept money from the immortal master~"

As soon as Feng Qi said this, the man's two senior brothers looked at their senior brothers as before.

After all, Feng Qi's current attire looks like a seductive woman. If you think about it a little bit, everyone will understand what he said.

So the two laughed more teasingly than the other.

Their senior brother immediately darkened his face and yelled at Feng Qigun.

Feng Qi looked sad when he heard the words, but actually rolled away happily.

Finally, Feng Qi managed to escape from the small town by relying on his ingenuity and shameless ability.

After escaping from the small town, Feng Qi found a secluded small river pond, changed his clothes, washed his makeup, and then fell to the ground to lie dead.

Although Feng Qi's luck was bad in the past, it was not life-threatening. Since he entered this reincarnation world, he has been wandering on the edge of life and death almost every day. How could he be so unlucky.

Feng Qi lay on the grass looking at the sky, the twilight glow was very charming, suddenly he missed Gu Ling a little bit, I don't know why, I always feel at ease with that guy.

After thinking about it, Feng Qi closed his eyes.

Too tired, he kind of wants to sleep.

But God is always against him.

When he was about to fall asleep, the disciples of the Wuyuan Sect came to him again!

"Look, there's someone lying there!"

"Go and see."

After Feng Qi was awakened by these two voices, he only wanted to say three words: mmp!

They could find him in such a remote wilderness, did he have a GPS installed on him!Are you sure this isn't a big bug?

Feng Qi kept complaining in his heart, and at the same time, he sacrificed Yehuang and performed the special skill he had already practiced: run!

In mid-air, a gust of wind blew past. Before the two disciples could clearly see the appearance of the flying man with the sword, the man had already disappeared into the air.

"Who is that?"

"So fast!"

The two young disciples were dumbfounded.

Unknowingly, Feng Qi activated a hidden skill: run fast.

After successfully getting rid of the two behind him, Feng Qi was a little worried, and then increased his horsepower and flew to a remote and desolate place for a full two hours before slowing down.

It was completely dark by this time.

The surrounding area was so desolate that there was not even a root of grass. From time to time, there was a night wind blowing by howling ghosts and wolves.

However, taking a deep breath is useless, it will only make Feng Qi more afraid.

Feng Qi Yujian was getting slower and slower, he was so regretful that his intestines were green now, he should not have gone to remote places when it was dark.

After flying for another stick of incense, Feng Qi saw a dilapidated dilapidated cabin at the foot of a small hill.

The wooden house was almost decayed, there were many nails nailed into the house, the door was wide open, and there were rows of things arranged in darkness inside, some distance apart, Feng Qi couldn't see what those things were, but it just gave people a very strange feeling. With a weird feeling, Feng Qi subconsciously felt that it would not be a good thing, he should stay away and not provoke him.

However, people are always a little curious, Feng Qi is particularly curious, he really wants to see it.

So he got off the flying sword and took a step forward. Just after taking a step, Feng Qi stopped, and he slapped his face and said, "Damn! Curiosity killed the cat. If you don't die, you won't die. It's so weird I'm still in the house, I'm crazy!"

After slapping himself awake, Feng Qi was resolutely ready to leave, but at this time there was a strong wind all around, followed by a series of strange copper bells that seemed to come from all directions.

After the bell rang, a row of neatly arranged things in the wooden house came out one by one. To be precise, they jumped!

After walking out, Feng Qi could see clearly, those black things are nothing!It was clearly a person covered in black and purple and filled with lifelessness.

It turned out to be rows of corpses wrapped in black shrouds!

Now those corpses are jumping!

Fraud!

Feng Qi was terrified in his heart, but at least he maintained a little rationality, and he almost immediately thought of the word expelling the corpse.

Then, as he had guessed, the sound of the copper bell was getting closer and closer, and in the dark night, a man holding a copper bell and wearing a black veil came out.

The dead man!

The man was wearing a green cloth gown, and he was dressed strangely, especially with a piece of black long cloth tied around his waist that almost fell to the ground, and his shoes seemed to have holes in them. It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that the man was wearing a pair of straw sandals. .

Hearing the man's voice, he should be a young man, but his eyes seemed to have experienced vicissitudes of life, and they were still sluggish.

He said: "It is God's will, you will die here tonight."

As he spoke, he rang the copper bell in his hand, and after hearing the ringing of the copper bell, those corpses changed from jumping to walking, walking towards Feng Qi step by step, their movements were just like living people.

Feng Qi looked at these moving corpses and his face paled with fright, but gradually he also got used to the initial discomfort. Although he was not bold, he was also bloody. He had never seen such an inhuman person, saying It's unreasonable to kill and kill.

He said: "You and I have no hatred or enmity, why are you killing me!"

The man said indifferently: "Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. You broke into this place and disturbed the rest of the undead. You should pay for it."

Feng Qi said angrily: "Damn! God stick!"

Feng Qi only felt that he was unlucky enough to meet an unreasonable lunatic, and he wanted to sacrifice Yehuang to run away without saying a word, but he couldn't run at this time.

To be exact, he couldn't move at all!

There was a spiritual coercion tens of thousands of times higher than his, which forcibly suppressed his ability to move. Feng used his toes to guess that it was the corpse exorcist who was playing tricks.

It is almost impossible for a monk to release his spiritual consciousness to crush another monk. It is almost impossible within the same level, and if the monk is completely incapacitated, then the oppressor is at least two realms higher than the oppressed, that is to say, This corpse chaser is at least a Mahayana cultivation base.

Feng Qi closed his eyes in despair, why would he meet a lot of big bosses whenever he went out, who else could be more unlucky than him!

Feng Qi couldn't move, he could only watch helplessly as a group of dead bodies gradually approached him. These bodies were not as scary as the zombies on TV. The bodies were well preserved, and their movements were not stiff and distorted. Wu Zi's eyes were tightly closed, and it made people feel terrified to look at it.

Feng Qi has been unlucky since he was a child, and he has guessed many ways that he will be killed by unlucky people, but he never imagined that one day he would be killed by a dead person.

It's really frustrating.

Feng Qi was already in despair, but at this moment, the Yehuang Sword beside him broke through the restraint, hovered and flew up to the sky above Feng Qi's head, and released a lot of sword energy in a burst of "crackling", those who rushed up His body was instantly mutilated a lot.

When Feng Qi saw it, he was overjoyed for the rest of his life.

"Xiaohuang, you are amazing! I really love you to death!"

Regarding Feng Qi's sudden confession, Ye Huangjian didn't say anything, but faced the corpse chaser with an aura of facing a big enemy all over his body.

When the corpse chaser saw Ye Huang, his expression flashed a little confused, and a familiar feeling came out of his heart quietly, but he didn't go into it after all.

Instead, he said calmly: "It seems that your sword is not controlled by the master, but protects the master spontaneously, and it seems to be spiritual."

At the end, he said again: "And I have never liked spiritual things, only dead things."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Yehuang and put his hand on the hilt of Yehuang's sword, making a gesture to erase his spiritual consciousness.

But at this moment his hand holding the sword stopped, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qi and said, "What's the name of your sword?"

Feng Qi didn't reply to his words, but looked at the corpse chaser viciously and said, "Don't hurt my sword!"

Seeing that Feng Qi didn't reply to his words, the corpse driver frowned slightly with a trace of annoyance. He stepped forward, grabbed Feng Qi's neck, and asked again, "What's the name of your sword?"

The name of the magic weapon is imprinted in the spiritual consciousness of the magic weapon, and only the owner can check it.

Although Feng Qi said that he was a little timid at ordinary times, he was quite stubborn at critical moments. He felt that the man would be harmful to his Yehuang Sword, so he killed him without saying anything.

Feng Qi's neck was pinched tighter and tighter. Seeing that he was about to breathe his last breath, the copper bell in the hands of the corpse driver suddenly shook violently, and made a burst of rapid ringing.

The corpse chaser stopped the ringing of the bell, and after being suspicious, he let go of Feng Qi, and said calmly, "The witch god chose you as a sacrifice just now, if that's the case, let you live for a few more days."

After saying that, the corpse driver knocked Feng Qi unconscious with his palm.

Zu Wuling

(eleven)

Ever since Feng Qi was knocked out, he didn't know what he was fed by the corpse driver. He was in a daze all the way, and he didn't even know what tonight was.

All he knew was that many days had passed, and the corpse chaser brought him to Tianzhou, the headquarters of Corpse Refining Hall.

In a daze, I overheard his conversation with someone else.

"Master Wu Chen, do you need this old man to arrange the residence of the sacrifice?"

"No, just let him live there."

……

Feng Qi eavesdropped on their conversation and got a general understanding of the situation.

It turned out that the corpse driver was actually Wuchen, the high priest of Tianzhou Corpse Refining Hall.

The people of Corpse Refining Hall, who walk around the world of reincarnation, love to climb graves to collect the corpses of those who died strong, and then bring them back to the headquarters to sacrifice and drive them. For this reason, the reputation of Corpse Refining Hall in the entire reincarnation world is not Not very good, but this world respects the strong, and the Corpse Refining Hall is powerful and one of the top ten cultivation sects in Tianzhou. With such a reputation, no one would dare to provoke even if there were complaints for thousands of years.

Feng Qi regained his consciousness, so he subconsciously looked for his Yehuang Sword, but Yehuangjian was not by his side.