(218 Soul Eater of Flies)

Although Lian Ping is Haozheng's protector, the outer disciples of the Jade Palace are competing at the same level, and she cannot intervene unless there is a danger of life and death. In order to ensure that the disciples fought fairly, for this matter, all the true disciples of the Jade Palace and above had a blood contract. If she violates the contract, the blood contract will be disturbed from the heart.

You must know that even if the powerful monk doesn't make a move, even if he just stands there, the coercion given to the junior disciples can affect the outcome of a battle at the same level. Therefore, she didn't plan to appear in front of these disciples, she just hid to the side to protect her.

Lian Ling, as the head, also signed such a blood contract. Fortunately, her Shura Lan body was originally invisible and did not appear in front of everyone.

Seeing that Gou Zhu was fine, Lian Ping was already relieved. But for no reason, she felt a grudge against the little prince she brought. This guy dares to say that I'm simple? Pure is just a stupid euphemism. With this hatred, Lian Ping directly threw Haozheng into the woods.

Let this pampered prince suffer a little, so that he doesn't know the height of the sky.

Although she was ruthless, she still aimed at a quagmire in the dense forest. This little prince can't fall to death even if he is thrown down, at most he will give him a little healing medicine later.

Gou Zhu raised his head, and through the gap between the mottled shadows of the trees, what he saw was not the clouds rushing by, but a mass of unsightly heavy objects falling from the sky, smashing into the woods with a violent force, entangled by countless branches and leaves, but still unstoppable. There was a crackling sound of a series of branches breaking, and the object slammed down on top of his head.

At this time, Gou Zhu was also unavoidable, so he had to raise his arms, transport the true qi in his body, and slap his early yang palm upward, and suddenly a strong wind rose from the ground, slowing down the momentum. The weight slammed in the air, but immediately continued to fall, falling into a puddle of mud with a thud. Where did everyone have time to dodge, except for the Biluo Holy Maiden, who was clear and unstained with dirt through her body, everyone else was splashed with mud.

After a while, Hao Zheng crawled out of the quagmire as if nothing happened, and when he saw the stunned people around him, he stood up slowly, made a joke, and said: "You are Song Ruhai Song Senior Brother Wuyuan? Senior Brother Haozheng, on behalf of the guard, temporarily entered the Guiwu Academy to participate in this battle of self-born monuments. After speaking, he gave a long bow and handed out a piece of paper with both hands.

Song Ruhai took the document and stamped it with the seal of the guardian. The flow of spiritual power on the sigil is absolutely impossible to fake. Even Ping had explained this matter before they entered the self-birth monument, and everyone was not very surprised. They all know that there is a junior brother who wants to join this war, but except for Gou Zhu and Lian Ling, they don't know that this person's identity is the current third prince, but it is just the young master of a wealthy family.

This junior brother fell from the sky, and it came too suddenly.

Especially Huang Lu, who was splashed with muddy water, flowed into the collar along his neck, and was just seen by Song Ruhai in person. She screamed and ran away, shouting as she ran: "No, no, no, I'm going to find a place to take a shower first!"

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For Miao Zhong, although Lian Ping's breath was almost scattered all over the world like a heavenly maiden's scattered flowers, this side of the realm was too vast. It wasn't so easy for him to find out the other party.

When Lian Ping passed by, he was extremely fast, but in a blink of an eye, he disappeared between heaven and earth. He wanted to chase with the same wind, but after thinking about it, he immediately gave up.

Although his wind speed is faster than that of the other party, once he flies with a strong wind, the coercion of the Purple Mansion will inevitably be unable to contain it. This world is full of disciples of the Jade Palace. Once the other party is alert, they all have escape Jane in their hands. At that time, Lian Ping changed her mind and left this world. And he was confined to this detachment along with these four bodies. At that time, the Jade Palace Lian clan wanted to deal with him, and it was like catching a turtle in an urn. No matter how bad it is, directly disintegrating this side from the outside is enough to make him disappear.

It seems that if you want to kill Lian Ping here, the first thing to deal with is this escape Jane. Only if he manages to break this thing can the two sides fight on the same level. Otherwise, the other party can withdraw at any time regardless of victory or defeat, and he will be invincible before he makes a move.

It's too hard to isolate the power of escape Jane's teleportation. Unless a large array of heaven and earth is set up, it will directly cover this side of the boundary. Although there were four resurrected corpses here, he was not so powerful. What's more, the Soul Sect is good at all kinds of weird spells, and he is not very good at fighting alone.

Although the jade slip in his hand has been shattered, the other three flesh bodies also have jade slips. He took it in his hand and studied it. This thing contains a spiritual power that can pass through this barrier of separation. But this spirit is not something that anyone can control, only the soul and breath can be combined.

Miao pinched a little water and soil in the palm of his hand, spread the palm of his hand, and with a little luck, a cold and filthy aura suddenly gathered in the palm of his hand, deep into the mud spots in his palm.

The mud specks seemed to be infused with a little life, and began to wriggle like living creatures. After a while, a pair of membranous wings and six thin legs stretched out. The thing was black, no more than the size of a soybean, and it suddenly flew up and disappeared in an instant. In just the next moment, it appeared on one of the escape slips in the hands of the three resurrected corpses.

I saw that it was like a fly, licking it on the jade slip. The wisp of soul breath floating in the jade slip suddenly disappeared, and the brilliance of the entire jade slip also dimmed slightly. That wisp of soul breath is like the key to opening the box of this jade slip, and now that the key has been removed, the box will be closed permanently.

The beauty of this is that this jade slip has not changed much from the outside, except for a slight loss of luster. In other words, unless the Lord of Jade Slips is driving this thing to escape, there is a high probability that he will not notice the changes in it.

The little insect absorbed this wisp of soul breath, but as if it was full, it quickly shrank into a ball, turning into a solidified black spot and sticking to this jade slip. After a few breaths, the black spot cracked, and the two identical insects crawled out, and immediately looked for other jade slips.

This bug is called the "Soul Eater Fly". It is not a real creature, but a "pseudo-creature" created by the Soul Sect with a secret method. Such things are not inherent in heaven and earth, and cannot be nourished by heaven and earth, but are rejected by heaven and earth. Each breeding generation is against the sky, and the caster needs to carry it with the true qi condensed in advance. Once you reproduce a few more generations, the number will skyrocket, and a huge amount of true qi will be lost.

With the power of the Purple Mansion, Miao will breed this insect for about ten generations at most. But that can be in the thousands. Each Soul Eater Fly will inherit his divine thoughts, go to find the escape Jane between heaven and earth, and suck the soul breath in it, which is enough to think.

As for the true qi he had lost, he was able to recover it after a few days of pranayama and breathing.

And what consumes true qi is only his body. So when he sat cross-legged and breathed back to recover his true qi, the other three soul-regenerating corpses did not hinder him, but strode directly in the direction where Lian Ping's breath disappeared.

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Three days later, it suddenly began to rain heavily. There is no longer a dry place in the entire jungle. Gou Zhu stood on a high cliff, soaking wet, looking at the past, below was an endless forest, the wind was like a drum wave, blowing up patches of turbulent green waves. Above the green waves, there is a heavy rain like a curtain, constantly drifting in the wind.

Lian Ling stood in the rain, like a blue on the cliff. There was a soft force around her. The rain was pouring in, but it didn't get any of it. She has a strong sense of consciousness, although the distance is not close, and the heavy rain is added, she can also feel the roars and fights in the dense forest below, and the fluctuations of the impact of the weapon magic weapon are faintly heard. Under this mountain cliff, there are obviously many outer disciples who are fighting each other and competing for a place on the leaderboard.

At this time, there were still more than 300 people left on the entire self-born tablet list, and the rest were eliminated.

She has been using her divine sense to seduce them and bypass their opponents, and go straight to the root cave. But now that the root cave is close at hand, I find that the opponents I face have not decreased, but increased. Obviously, this is how the world works. The more she tries to bypass more opponents, the more opponents will be moved together by this disconnected movement, allowing them to meet in a narrow way, and the brave wins. Without defeating a few opponents, they will never reach the root cave.

"It seems that the ancestor's intention is really not to be tested and not to get the root cave. This is a fair infighting between your fellow disciples. I have a blood pact, and I can't interfere. Lian Ling pointed to the jungle, "If you want to kill this forest yourself, I will wait in front." ”

After speaking, Lian Ling leaned down, only to see her long black waterfall-like hair floating up behind her, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Can you do it?" Gou Zhu looked at the jungle in the heavy rain, and the rain seemed to be mixed with the smell of blood. He experienced the ordeal of swords entering his body and burning his body in the Transmission Tower, and his heart was no longer comparable to those young boys who had just entered the Xuanmen more than a year ago. But whenever he really wants to fight, he still has an uncontrollable feeling of palpitations in his heart.

He waved his hand and said to everyone, "Guys are ready, it's time to practice!"

Everyone's eyes were a little solemn, even the wood that couldn't hold back and wanted to find someone to fight. It is estimated that among these people, except for the nineteenth who has no feeling and his eyes are still innocent and cute, everyone else will inevitably get nervous in their hearts.

Gou Zhu sacrificed the phoenix blood kite, and the giant kite spread its wings and cut off the rainstorm. Everyone stood on the back of the kite, shouted, and fell straight down into the dense forest under the rain curtain!