Chapter 35 Kill the Yin Wu Jiu

The escape path in the valley was winding and secluded. When he fell down, he actually generated a great adsorption force out of thin air. In an instant, it flew thousands of kilometers. The speed made Wu Pengwei open his mouth and exclaim too late. In an instant, he seemed to have passed a very long distance. When he came to his senses, he was already facing the black soil, heavy It fell to the ground.

A heel fell to the ground. Wu Pengwei secretly said unlucky and twisted his muscles and bones. Fortunately, there was no injury. He turned his head and looked at the place where he fell. It turned out to be a wall. The wall was like a broken blade, straight up and there was no crack.

"The master is really a good means. I'm afraid this survival channel is used in a unique way." Wu Pengwei calmed down. At this time, another loud sound came from afar. In the far away, two channels of light rose to the sky. One was red and white, the other was green, and the other was just like twin beasts. They contradicted each other, twisted and rolled, and tore half of the sky.

"Boom............"

It was just a stunned scene. The red and white man completely smashed the green light and returned to the darkness. However, in the haze all over the sky, the star like a red bean stood on the night sky. Although it was small, it was burning with light, and the night could not be hidden.

"The master can't beat Su Tiezhou after all, and he doesn't know what will happen? Well, let's leave him alone. The master is one of the few forging teachers in the six realms of divine thoughts. Only when he is captured can he be valuable and there is no worry about his life. Now I don't have enough strength. Even if I turn back, it will be in vain. I can only find out the news of the master when he is strong in the future.

Wu Pengwei did not have a reckless spirit. At present, he no longer hesitated, turned his head and went to the northwest.

The northwest is exactly in the same direction as the Tianshi Valley, and most of the pursuers will track in the opposite direction, so the same direction is safer.

The plain is empty and unobstructed all the way. At the end, a dense forest can be faintly seen.

"It's safe to enter the forest." Wu Pengwei was overjoyed and wanted to indulge in it. Unfortunately, before he fell into the forest, a gloomy wind fell from the sky and covered his head straight at him, which was fast and accurate.

At this time, Wu Pengwei was no longer the former martial arts slave. He twisted his body, changed his body out of thin air, and his feet staggered, and moved ten meters away.

"Oh, boy, you can hide fast enough."

Above the dense forest, a gloomy voice sounded, and a black fog fell, and a familiar face appeared.

With a long and narrow face and gloomy eyes, you can know that he is a cruel person. It is somewhat similar to Su Tiezhou, the owner of the Xinghe Hall. Who is it?

"Is that you?" Wu Pengwei's eyebrows moved. He didn't expect to meet the "Yin Star" Yin Wujiu, one of the 72 star evils a few miles away. At the beginning, it was this man Zhang Guan and Li Dai who captured himself to Tianshi Valley, which led to a series of subsequent encounters.

If there is no such person, I'm afraid that Wu Pengwei will never come into contact with the "ghost worker" and get the secret of the "soul fire".

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as half a "benefactor".

Yin Wujiu didn't know the joints in it. Seeing that Wu Pengwei looked like he was smiling, he just thought that the other party was scared and dumbfounded. He sneered, "Waste, it turned out to be you, that ape or something... Well, I worked hard in the 'ghost worker' valley for a month. Unexpectedly, I was still a martial slave, and I didn't even reach the civil realm. It's really a waste."

Yin Wujiu couldn't remember the name for a moment. He just saw an iron ring on Wu Pengwei's forehead, thinking that the god ring on his forehead had not been opened. In addition, when Japan had never paid much attention to this small martial slave, his impression was extremely shallow, and he intuitively thought that Wu Pengwei was still a martial slave.

"That's all. Lord Su has an order, but any character in the 'Tianshi Valley' is not allowed to escape. Within thousands of miles, a huge ambush circle has long been laid. You boy is lucky to meet me. Tie me up and follow me."

Yin Wujiu waved his hand impatiently and motioned Wu Pengwei to go away with him.

Wu Pengwei smiled and lowered his head. He was not ready to be captured at all.

"Huh? Boy, you want to rebel. Don't you listen to what I say?" Yin Wujiu frowned slightly and was quite unhappy. "Kid, you have the credit of mining strategy, and you have entered my 'Wanshentianyu', which is of great benefit to you. As long as you are satisfied with me, you will naturally accept you and become a star apprentice. Thousands of years later, you have never been promoted to the star, but you are still indifferent. It's like wood. Do you have to do it?"

Yin Wujiu's face was gloomy, and the black fog rolled around, like stagnant water.

Wu Pengwei heard a lot of rumors about the "evil ghost realm" in the Tianshi Valley. Even if the dragon fire teenager adds a lot of exaggerated words, that place will never be a good foothold. At this time, what Wu Pengwei needs most is a place that can make his strength into great progress. In this way, the eight major sects are It's the best, but the eight major sects are strict, and the scattered practitioners are not "divine servants". In this way, it is more suitable for him to go to a small sect at this moment.

Everything always needs to be done step by step, so the words did not move him at all.

"Ghosts are willing to go to the 'Evil Ghost Realm' with you. That place is simply a ghost-hate." Wu Pengwei was slandered in his heart, but on the surface, he looked embarrassed. He pretended to be hesitant and said, "Your Excellency, the little one just wants to be a grassman. The divine realm is noble. If it's not the little dull capital, you can go. Your excell, let's put a small horse." After saying that, I will bow to you.

"How can there be so many bullshit? How can it be up to you!"

Yin Wujiu is bored. This is the place of Maha Buddha Sect. It is not appropriate to stay for a long time. With the next slap, he wants to faint Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei seemed to stagger under his feet and fell down before grabbing that palm.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Yin Wuji's palm was closed and swept over with one foot.

He is a martial artist in the realm of "Jingwei". Compared with Wu Pengwei, a martial slave, he is two realms higher. Even if he simply sweeps it away, it is enough to make a martial slave faint.

Unexpectedly, when his legs and feet were about to touch the other party's body, the "Wu Nu" who was the most despised was actually in trouble.

Like an eagle fighting a rabbit, a fierce tiger goes down the mountain, almost to the lightning.

Wu Pengwei bombarded down with a slap, and the ballast behind him floated. The power of five real dragons emerged, and immediately slapped on the gloomy legs and feet.

Yin Wujit immediately changed his color and shouted, "Looking for death!"

He is a martial artist at the level of "Jingwei". Although he is not strong, he has just entered the ten dragons of the threshold of "Jingwei", but he is also a "Jingwei" in the end. His skin is tempered by heaven and earth, such as iron and steel, and he is also familiar with "black fog". As a running, the black fog is suddenly rolling on his legs and feet. Overflow.

It's a pity that it was so late for a moment, or did I hurt my right leg?

"Kid, how dare you swung me?" He drilled his heart without pain. As the star of the incandescent Star River Hall, he has always been gloomy and vicious. He has always been calculating. Unexpectedly, today he is calculated and angry. At present, he can't care about the pain in his legs and feet. With a big shout, the elephant of ten dragons appeared on his head, and the body is full of black fog, condensed into a spinning sharp cone. , straight away.

The black fog rolled, and the air was torn apart, and it was strangled like an arrow.

Wu Pengwei did not dare to neglect it. There was a rise and change in the chaotic catalogue. In a thousandth of an instant, he found the weakness of the black fog cone. The palm of his hand changed and moved, and the truth of a Buddhist family rose in the palm. At the same time, the "fire orifice" in his abdomen suddenly opened, and the four runes came out of the body and turned into four strange beasts. With the truth as the center, it rotates rapidly and hits the sharp cone of the black fog.

With a crisp sound, Wu Pengwei flew out backwards.

"Soul fire charm? Maha's true words?" Yin Wujiu's eyebrows shrugged, and his heart was shocked fiercely. This boy not only pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, but also broke through the realm of heavenly soldiers for a long time, but also learned the soul fire of the "ghost worker" and the warning truth of Mahazong.

"Good boy, I underestimated you. Where are you going?"

Seeing Wu Pengwei flying backwards, his feet rolled, and flew into the dense forest like a swallow through water. He sneered, but his arms suddenly opened, and the elephants of the ten dragons behind him twisted and roared again. The infinite black fog surged up in reverse like a tide, turning into a rapidly rotating whirlpool within a radius of 100 meters. Everything is generally involved in it and stirred into flour.

"Ah............"

Wu Pengwei shouted, as if he had been rolled back by the Lord.

Yin Wujiu looked up and smiled, "Kid, I have the power of ten dragons, but you only have the power of five dragons. In front of the gap, everything is a floating cloud." When the prey enters the black fog whirlpool and loses his life, the soul fire and the secret of Maha Zhenyan will automatically appear in his mind. How can he be unhappy?

"Who said I was the power of the five dragons?"

A cold sound shook open in my ear, and my heart suddenly sank.

Wu Pengwei shouted in mid-air and suddenly stretched out his body in the whirlpool. Behind him was bald by light. One dragon, two dragons, three dragons... A breathless scene climbed up to the eight real dragons and shadows.

Although the power of the eight dragons has not yet reached the level of "Jingwei", the gap between it and the ten dragons is not big, and the black fog vortex is helpless.

"The power of the eight dragons, you..."

Yin Wujiu was shocked. He didn't expect that the boy's mind was so deep that he had hidden the power of the three dragons. His heart was excited by the sleeve of his robe, and half of the cold light flashing arc blade protruded in his palm.

Before he pulled it out of his sleeve, Wu Pengwei had already had a blue and purple curved arc knife in his hands.

A knife split down, and it was clearly visible that a blue thunder burst between the edges of the arc.

Before Yin Wujiu screamed, his whole body was split in half, turned black, and instantly turned into ashes.

"Idiot, when did I say I wanted to escape?"

Wu Pengwei is as light as a feather, and his face is calm and indifferent.

It's not like a fierce battle, it's like stepping on an ant to death.

With a crisp jingle, a cold flashing curved arc fell to the ground. In addition to the knife soldiers, there was also a black cloth bag.

Wu Pengwei took a breath, but his mind suddenly shook. A mysterious idea flashed into it, and every word was like a fireworks blooming, printed in the memory river.

"It's the practice of 'black fog'!"

Wu Pengwei now knows that this is the so-called rule of killing and winning merit. The strong in the six worlds is respected. This rule is born to forge. If you kill people, the other party's skills will automatically turn into your mind, which is magical but bloody.

For a moment, he didn't have time to think about the meaning behind the rule. Wu Pengwei hooked up the ice arc on the ground and put it together with the black cloth bag into the universe bag. He threw himself into the dense forest and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, in the distance, Su Tiezhou in a white robe was staring at the distance. Suddenly, his fingertips hurt. He covered his hand and saw that a rune painted on his little thumb nails was burning, emitting smoke-like gas.

"What? Yin Wuji was killed!"

Su Tiezhou's face changed dramatically. The rune embroidered on his nails is a unique magic power of his "God's Heavenly Realm". With the blood of similar people carved runes on it, you can know the life and death of the other party. At this moment, the runes are burned out, leaving no trace of ashes. Obviously, the relatives have passed away.

"Okay, how dare you kill my nephew? I, Su Tiezhou, will definitely capture him and make his life worse than death!"

In the faraway distance, in the dense forest, a strange rune appeared silently on Wu Pengwei's little fingernails, such as chicken blood entering the skin and could not be washed.