What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Rong Xiaojiu, you want to be beaten

"Yue Zhezhi, are you courting death?!"

Time seemed to stand still.

Yu Wen heard bursts of tearing sounds coming from his ears. He couldn't tell where the tearing sounds came from, as if they were coming from all directions.

His eardrums ached from the ripping sound.

raise your hand to cover

Yu Wen realized that something was wrong, he lowered his head to see that his hands, which were firmly imprisoned by the black gas, were freed at some point.

Heart beating violently, he raised his head and looked towards the black gas behind him.

A red thread quickly shuttles between the black gas. Originally, the black gas is so powerful, but under the shuttle of the red gas, it is like a plant membrane, very fragile.

"Papapa——" several times, the drizzle fell into a puddle, and the black gas shattered and fell on the deck of the cloud ship.

The moon folded branches, the high bundles of ink hair were flying, he raised his hand to recall the red thread, and pulled it slightly, the red thread became obedient, and tied a bow on his wrist.

Yue Zhezhi didn't like the bow tie very much, he patted the red thread, and the red thread disappeared immediately.

"This"

Yu Wen looked at the shattered black gas on the ground, unable to recover for a long time, he looked at Yuezhezhi.

"you are not"

Yu Wen wanted to say that you are not trash, but the word trash stuck in his throat for a long time and he couldn't say it.A person who can get rid of the black gas in a few strokes can't be a waste, what's the point?

"What was that just now?" Yu Wen's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked about the red thread instead.

Red Line's attack just now was really shocking.

Yue Zhezhi didn't want to answer the question of the red line, he walked up to Yu Wen in a few steps, and asked with concern: "What happened, where did this black gas come from?"

When Yue Zhezhi spoke, Rong Yan poked his head slightly, and he stared at the black gas on the ground.

Yue Zhezhi didn't notice Rong Yan's small movements, he was only thinking about the black gas.

This black gas is very similar to Rong Yan's black gas.

But Rong Yan stayed by his side just now, there was no chance to make a move.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to be Rong Yan who made the move. Since it was not Rong Yan, where did the black gas come from?

Yu Wen didn't notice Rong Yan either, he took a deep breath, loosened his wrists, and said, "After you entered the cabin, I wanted to increase the speed of the cloud boat, but I didn't want something to stick to the stern."

"I thought it was some kind of filth in the air, and I was planning to remove it, but I didn't expect this thing to stick to me, and it couldn't be removed no matter what."

Yu Wen recalled the scene of him fighting with the black gas just now.

Even though the black gas has been shattered, the trembling feeling still lingers.

It was the first time Yu Wen encountered such a powerful enemy.

Taking a long breath, suppressing the chill, Yu Wen returned to mildness, increased the speed of the county boat, and said: "Maybe some kind of ghost came from somewhere, anyway, let's leave here quickly and go find bones and flowers."

Yue Zhezhi nodded thoughtfully, and looked towards the stern of the ship.

He didn't notice that Rong Yan's eyes had started to change.

become gradually stagnant.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

In a daze, Rong Yan heard someone calling his name, and the yelling turned into a very unfamiliar title.

Should the venerable.Should the venerable.

One after another, hoarse.

Rong Yan frowned slightly, and he looked up at the source of the shout.

The source of the shout is a cracked land, the clouds like burning clouds slope downward, and the black mountains and black trees in the distance.Continuously.

Should the venerable.

At first it was a few people yelling, and then more and more voices joined in, and it became more and more complicated, Rong Yan could no longer distinguish how many things were yelling.

The voice came from behind.

Rong Yan turned around and looked behind him. When he turned around, he found that he had turned back into a human being, and his white clothes had become low and dull gray embroidered bamboo sleeves, covered with a black hooded robe.

There was a cold wind howling from the front, and the hood was lifted.

Rong Yan's eyes widened, and he saw the scene ahead.

The lights are heavy, and the black brick Pu is far away, and there are countless demons kneeling on the black brick.

They looked sincere, as if seeing gods, looking at Rong Yan on the high platform.

Rong Yan was born in the Rong family, and the family training he received since he was a child was to slay demons and demons, and defend the righteous way.Seeing so many monsters, Rong Yan tensed his fingers, and subconsciously summoned the Tianheng silver sword.

The Tianheng silver sword does not seem to exist and cannot be summoned.

Rong Yan calmly accepted the fact that he could not be summoned, and he flicked his sleeves. At this moment, the monster in front of him was scattered like ashes in a pool of blood.

Rong Yan felt a severe pain in his chest, he looked down at his chest, dozens of sharp instruments pierced his chest.At the moment of penetration, his body was like a piece of earth, cracks appeared due to drought.

The crack grew bigger and bigger, until a blood-red fire ignited and devoured his body.

The gradually rising temperature burned his skin, and the smell of blood rose from Rong Yan's throat. He knelt down on the ground, raised his eyes and looked forward, and dozens of monks whose faces could not be seen were standing in front of him.

"Ying Wuxie, you have committed a lot of evil, and now you are begging for the death of your soul!"

Rong Yan coughed up blood, smiled slowly, he could no longer control his expression, he saw his limbs disintegrated on the ground, burning inch by inch, he heard himself slowly say:

"I'll be back, just wait"

"None can escape."

Rong Yan smiled ferociously, his head rolled to the ground, and the blood-red flames instantly engulfed his head

"Rong Yan? Rong Yan?!"

Rong Yan heard Yue Zhezhi's voice.

He gasped a few times, woke up from the excruciating pain, opened his eyes, and saw the pale mask of Yue Zhazhi.

He was in a trance, and it took him a long time to recover from the burning sensation.

Yue Zhezhi saw that Rong Yan had regained his composure, and slowly loosened his eyebrows. He and Yu Wen had just cleaned up the black gas, and was about to ask Rong Yan in a low voice if he recognized the black gas, but found that something was wrong with Rong Yan.

He huddled in his sleeves and remained motionless, his eyes glazed over like stagnant water.

Yue Zhezhi was afraid that something would happen to Rong Yan, so he hurried back to the cabin, poured out Rong Yan, and called Rong Yan in another way.

The hard work paid off, Yue Zhezhi woke up Rong Yan after calling for a long time.

After poking Rong Yan's wings, Yue Zhezhi asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Yan didn't respond.

The name Ying Wuxie echoed in his mind.

He had never heard of Ying Wuxie.

Ying Wuxie, who the hell is Venerable Ying?Why was he inexplicably called Ying Wuxie by demons and monks?Also said that he did a lot of evil?

"Rong Yan?"

Seeing that Rong Yan was awakened, Yue Zhezhi still didn't answer, and called again worriedly.

Rong Yan, as if waking up from a dream, controlled the pen, and wrote two words squarely.

Nothing.

Yue Zhezhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and lightly tapped the word "nothing" with his index finger. After a long time, he stopped tapping and asked instead, "Do you know where the black gas attacking Junior Brother Yu came from?"

Rong Yan continued to control the pen and wrote: Junior brother doesn't know.

When Rong Yan controlled the pen to write, his spiritual power was in chaos, his muscles twitched, blood gushed out of his throat, and he almost lost control of the pen.Barely controlling it, after writing the last stroke, Rong Yan put down the pen as if nothing had happened.

Yue Zhezhi knew Rong Yan too well, he wouldn't lie, if he said he didn't know, he really didn't know.

No longer asking Rong Yan, Yue Zhezhi sat down cross-legged, breathing out and practicing.

Rong Yan quietly watched Yue Zhezhi enter the cultivation state, he stepped back to the corner of the cabin, swallowed the blood in his throat, and sank his mind to observe the spiritual power in his body.

The moment of inner vision.

Rong Yan found that in his dantian, the golden elixir was pushed aside, and a reddish black magic elixir that came from nowhere occupied the center.

Rong Yan's heart sank, he knew that he had a heart demon, but the heart demon was bewitching him to shatter the golden elixir, before he became a demon, it was impossible to forcibly transform a magic elixir.

Since it wasn't produced by a demon, what was it?

Could it be the scenes called Ying Wuxie just now?

Rong Yan's eyes turned cold, and he used his spiritual power to stab at the magic pill.Generally speaking, magic pills are easy to destroy. After all, magic pills don't have the spirit shell of golden pills.

However, the moment the spiritual power pierced the magic pill——

The majestic devilish energy rushed out of him.

Rong Yan immediately withdrew his spiritual power, but it was obviously too late. The moment the devilish energy rushed out, it shattered the cloud boat and spread for thousands of miles, causing all kinds of creatures to flee in panic.

"Eldest brother, leave the cloud boat!" Yu Wen sensed that the cloud boat was broken, a little bit of the cloud boat, threw out the saber, and the saber became bigger, he fell lightly on the saber, and broke the branch towards the moon.

Yue Zhezhi had already sensed that the cloud boat was broken, he opened his eyes, quickly found Rong Yan in the corner, stuffed it into his sleeve, and jumped off the cloud boat.

The moment he jumped off, the cloud boat broke apart completely, turned into countless fragments, and flew in all directions.

Under the cloud boat is the deep forest, and countless creatures are stimulated by the magic energy and flee crazily.

Yue Zhezhi was worried that the fragments of the cloud boat would hurt the fleeing creatures below, causing innocent killings, so he immediately spread a sky net to trap the fragments.

The fragments were caught by the sky net and hit the ground hard, creating a big hole.

Yue Zhazhi lightly fell to the edge of the pit, calmly suppressing Yu Wei.

"Brother's reaction is really fast." Yu Wendao, he retracted his sword and fell to the edge of the pit, while looking around vigilantly, "Which demon cultivator is secretly attacking, get out!"

With such a majestic demonic energy, one could tell at a glance that it was a sneak attack by some shameless demon cultivator.

Maybe the black gas before was also caused by this shameless demon.

There was a panic of creatures fleeing around, and there was no other sound besides this.

Yu Wen looked around vigilantly, but still didn't find any trace of Moxiu.He moved a little closer to Yue Zhezhi, and whispered: "Did senior brother find any traces of Moxiu?"

Yue Zhezhi also wondered where this devilish energy came from, he didn't see any trace of Moxiu.

After contemplating for a moment, Yue Zhezhi asked Rong Yan attentively: "Do you know where Moxiu is?"

Rong Yan: ""

Rong Yan huddled in Yue Zhezhi's sleeve, buried his head under his wings.

Guixinzong.

The aura of monsters soared into the sky above the Guixin Formation.

The suzerain sensed the demonic aura, his expression changed, and he immediately rushed to the formation of Guixinzong.

Guixin formation was broken, and more than half of the monsters escaped.

The face of the suzerain was completely gloomy, and he ordered the big disciples who followed: "Notify the Patriarch of the Rong family that the homecoming formation is broken, and Ying Wuxie should have returned."

The cloud boat crashed, and Yue Zhezhi and Yu Wen searched around but couldn't find any traces of the demon cultivator, so they had to give up looking for the trace of the demon cultivator, and Yu Jian went to Huangquan.

Fortunately, this place is not far from Huangquan, and Yu Jian arrived at Huangquan within half a day.

Huangquan was drowsy, and the air was filled with the smell of burning paper and fish.

The stench seemed to be a mixture of bloody smell and demon fur, mixed with the smell of burning paper, it was extremely unpleasant, Yue Zhezhi held his finger against his nose.

Yu Wen at the side handed him a longan-sized Snow White Demon Pill.

"What kind of demon pill is this?" Yue Zhezhi took over the Xuebai Yaodan.

Yu Wen took out another orange-red demon pill and hung it around his neck. He closed his eyes, tilted them slightly, and opened them, the aura of a monk on his body was already covered by the demonic aura.

"This one of mine is the Tiger Demon Pill, and yours is the Crane Demon Pill."

"Is there any crane demon pill?" Yue Zhezhi asked.

Yu Wen was a little strange, but he didn't think about it, and raised his hand to give Yue Zhezhi one.He has plenty of this stuff.

Yue Zhezhi thanked him, and took the Crane Yaoyao Pill, he first used the Crane Yaoyao Pill to cover up his breath, and then quietly handed another Crane Yaoyao Pill to Rong Yan in his sleeve.

Rong Yan's dantian has been occupied by the Demon Pill, it doesn't matter if he wants the Crane Yaoyao Pill, the demons in the Ghost Realm will only recognize it as a monster, but he still doesn't want Yue Zhezhi to know his current situation.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, and took the crane demon pill.

The moment the crane demon pill took it, it shattered into snow powder.

Rong Yan: ""

Rong Yan held on tightly, but his claws were too thin, the powder fell out from the gaps in the claws, and Luoyue broke a sleeve.

Rong Yan: ""

Rong Yan poked his head out to peek at Yue Zhezhi, Yue Zhezhi didn't notice that the demon core was shattered, he and Yu Wen put on black veils and were queuing up to enter the ghost domain.

Rong Yan withdrew his consciousness, looked at the powder in his sleeve blankly, thought for a moment, then carefully swept the powder with his wings, and pushed it out of his sleeve.

Neither spiritual power nor magic energy can be used, it will expose oneself, that's all.

Rong Yan pushed back for a while, then poked his head out to peek at Yue Zhezhi. Yue Zhezhi was registering a fake identity with the kid in Huangquan, so he didn't notice his actions.

Rong Yan retracted his sleeves and continued to push.

Yue Zhezhi registered his fake identity and successfully entered the ghost domain. He lowered the black veil and was about to find out where the flowers and bones grow.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a cloud of powder floating out of the cuff, the powder floated out within two breaths, and then melted into the air without a trace.

Yue Zhezhi: "?"