Beim, corpse mound

In the dark and deep corpse hole, a sleeping man was lying.

His face was dark, his bald head was rubbing brightly, and his body was covered with corpse spots and lingering with death breath. When he looked carefully, he could see a faint golden light. His tall and strong figure tightly stuffed the originally spacious corpse hole. The evil aura gathered more and more as the man breathed evenly, making the corpse hole cold and cold.

Ordinary warriors will not be able to bear it in such a place with heavy yin energy in a short time, but men seem to enjoy it very much. Under the nourishment of the cold corpse energy, they sleep more and more sweetly.

Suddenly, the sleeping man opened his eyes, his black and white cross pupils were full of alertness and vigilance, and he listened carefully to the movements on the ground.

After finally escaping from the siege of the Heavenly King, Guhan did not want to die in this deserted hill in Beim.

The escape technique was quietly used, and the corpse monk shone with yellow light all over his body, as if he merged with the earth, and quietly left the corpse hole and fled far away.

The warriors who were setting up formations on the corpse hill still knew nothing and tiptoed to use spiritual skills to connect the nodes of the formations.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the formation was activated, and the clear light cover enveloped the entire corpse mound, purifying all the corpses and dead energy, but no trace of living people was found.

On a cliff overlooking the corpse mound, two tall men stood, one of whom had a smooth and fair face, with a clear and angular cold and handsomeness; his dark and deep eyes were charming; his thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips all showed nobility and elegance.

The other one is one of the four little saints of the world, the walking king Chan of the Tiannan Wang family.

The man who looked like a noble young master covered his mouth and nose with a veil, frowned and said lightly: "Brother Wang saw this. This is the fate of the corpse monk. Any encirclement that may cause harm to him will be sensed by him in advance. Once the power is shrinking, it will turn into an evil ghost and pounce on him, which is extremely difficult to deal with. This young master has encircled him more than a hundred times from Zhongzhou. Even the Grandmaster has invited several digits, but the closest one is that he is seriously injured or escaped by him. What kind of way can Brother Wang deal with it?"

Among the six supernatural powers of Zen, the most difficult ones are the magical power and the fate power. The former is the top escape technique, while the latter is more mysterious than the escape technique. Even if it is the fate power of Xiaocheng, you can see your own death and seek survival against your destiny.

Gu Han's destiny and cultivation skills even the great Zen masters in the Buddha's kingdom praised him. When he was transcending the mortal world, he was respected as the master of fate.

But for some reason, this Buddhist son who had high hopes for the Buddha eventually betrayed the Buddha's kingdom and became the killer of the ancient blood building. The pure Zen martial arts that had been in full swing were changed beyond recognition and became an evil Buddha.

The Gu Taoist Feng You and the Corpse Monk Gu Han are known as the two pillars of the Blood Tower. The fall of the Angel who shocked Zhongzhou is the masterpiece of these two.

The An family in Zhongzhou was furious and ordered the Supervisor of the Heavenly King Xun to investigate with all their strength. So the An family was injected with chicken blood on the back of Wang Xunzhong. An Yuanxi even led the warriors to chase from Zhongzhou to Beim, but still found nothing.

Wang Chan had a wicked smile on his lips, glanced at the empty corpse hill, turned his head and sighed: "This is not a crime of war. If you don't set up a formation, you won't be able to trap the corpse monk. But once you start to set up a arrangement, you will be scared away. This guy has a strong cultivation level, but he is as timid as a mouse. As long as he senses the strong's fluctuations, he will be faster than anyone else. It's a bit difficult to deal with!"

"Brother Wang is a sensible person." An Yuanxi sighed and said with great hatred: "At this moment, many people in Wang Xun must have slandered the Grand Governor, thinking that Yuanxi is used by public instruments for private purposes. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, chasing a corpse monk is as easy as catching a turtle in a jar, which is ridiculous!"

"Brother An, don't be upset. The Grand Governor asked me to help this time, but he saw Brother An's difficulties." Wang Chan smiled and said, "Continue to investigate the traces of the corpse monk. Next time I find Wang, I will go alone. After the formation is completed, I will ask Brother An to lead the team to siege. How about it?"

"No!" An Yuanxi waved his hands repeatedly when he heard this, "Although Monk is as timid as a mouse, his cultivation is as close to the master. Although Brother Wang is a natural resource, it is still too dangerous to face the cunning Gu Han. It is better to make a long-term plan!"

For An Yuanxi, chasing the corpse monk Gu Han is not a big contribution. After all, he has consumed so much manpower and material resources from Wang Xun, and even a lot of favors have been used.

But once Wang Chan loses anything, it will be a major event that will shock the world. This is even more turbulent than the death of a patrol angel by the Heavenly King. How dare he take such a risk?

When Wang Chan saw An Yuanxi's appearance, he knew what the other party was thinking. His eyes rolled and he laughed: "Brother An, don't worry. When he entered Wang Xun's training, the ancestor specially gave him a phoenix feather suit. I think that although Guhan has a high level of cultivation, he would not have defeated the divine armor."

An Yuanxi's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: "It seems that Brother Wang is highly valued by the Wang family. He actually gave him the first protective magic weapon in Tiannan. It seems that Brother Wang is the future lord of the Wang family. Brother Wang has a great opportunity!"

"There is no chance, it's just the kindness of the ancestor." Wang Chan smiled modestly and waved his hand and said, "Compared with Brother An's achievements, this little favor is not worth mentioning."

Just as the young men in the Holy Land praised each other, Gu Han, who escaped from the sky, went around a big circle and came to a dense forest, found a hidden formation, and activated it.

After about a quarter of an hour, a young man with a cold face appeared. Although he looked like the young man was not old, he felt a domineering aura.

When he walked to Guhan, the young man raised his eyebrows and asked, "The corpse hill is already the place with the most death aura in the east of Beim. Is the master still not satisfied?"

"Satisfied?" The corpse monk touched his bald head, bared his white teeth, and said with a grim voice: "Didn't you say that you can't find the person who hid in the corpse mound and the people who supervised the Heavenly King's Eunuch? But I haven't slept for three days before Wang Xun's Eunuch arrived. How do you explain this??"

"It's coming so fast!"

The domineering young man said in his heart, frowned slightly, and said to the corpse monk: "After all, the Emperor of Heaven is an An Eagle Dog, and there are always some extraordinary methods. It seems that Beimeng is not safe for you anymore, so go out to sea quickly!"

"Going to the sea?" The corpse monk hugged his chest and said unhappy: "I am not here to take refuge this time. The Blood Tower killed the patrol angel, but the reward you promised is only half of it, and there are still ten flying yakshas and spiritual pills left. You won't be able to pay the debt, right?"
Chapter completed!