Although Fang Ling had a move to guard against Shen Mufeng, he did not expect that Shen Mufeng would have another move. However, it was already here, and nothing else was useful. At the moment when the storm came, the Jinghong Sword flashed, and the Rage Sword Crazy Flower slashed out with an angry sword!

This time, Fang Ling did not use the Spectral Sword Technique.

In this small cave, there is no room for dodging, and the light-sword technique has not been able to go straight to the front and back here.

"when!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in Fang Ling's ears as the Jinghong Sword pierced out, and a huge force came from the hand holding the Jinghong Sword, which almost shocked the Jinghong Sword in his hand.

Fang Ling, who was shocked, quickly retreated five feet.

"Bang!"

The hard object hit the stone wall of the cave, causing the entire cave to tremble three times.

"Lord, don't kill this kid directly. The little one needs antidote!" Shen Mufeng's shrill voice came from inside.

"Squeak squeak..."

The strange voice sounded twice, and someone heard a strange voice saying, "Boy, hand over the antidote, I allow you to sit down and serve me!"

Fang Ling looked forward at this time and saw a black figure standing steadily in front of him. He couldn't see the face of the black shadow clearly, but his eyes were glowing green.

Although I couldn't see the black shadow's mouth clearly, Fang Ling was sure that it was not the black shadow who was speaking just now.

Fang Ling felt air conditioned in his heart for this strange black shadow. He could conclude that his shocking rainbow sword had just slashed on the black shadow.

However, with the sharpness of the Jinghong Sword, not only did not break through the black shadow's defense, it was also bounced back.

You should know that the sword just now gathered his internal energy from the fourth level of Qi training. Even a person from the fifth level of Qi training could not meet this sword.

"I want to hand over the antidote, can I let me leave?" Fang Ling pondered for a moment and asked faintly.

"Gee!" A hoarse voice first burst into laughter, then said: "It is your fate in this life to be taken over by the ancestor. If you talk too much, don't blame the ancestor for taking the essence and blood in your heart to refine medicine!"

Fang Ling's thoughts flashed and he rushed out of the cave. Now he had to take a gamble.

"Want to run away? Seeking death!" As the man who claimed to be his ancestor roared angrily, the black figure rushed up like lightning again.

Although Fang Ling was unable to use the Golden Goose Technique in the cave, his speed was not slow. However, the black shadow was actually three points faster than him! With only seven or eight ups and downs, he had already arrived near Fang Ling.

Although he was shocked, Fang Ling was not slow in his hand. He pinched his fingers and unfolded the Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Map, and directly received himself and the strange black shadow into the Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Map.

Shen Mufeng, who was waiting for the Lord to attack Fang Ling and use the antidote to save him, was so heart-wrenching that he was so angry that he was in his heart!

His body kept trembling, and the snake venom was moving, and he knew that he couldn't last long.

"Lord, that man has a strange magic weapon. You... hurry up and break the magic weapon and save me..."

The person who became the Lord of He let out a roar, then grabbed Shen Mufeng, and his sharp teeth, which were one foot long, bit Shen Mufeng's neck hard.

Shen Mufeng, who was already poisoned, could he resist? After striking his legs, he immediately disappeared.

The Lord threw Shen Mufeng's body and his whole body became brighter and redder, especially his eyes, like a fireball.

If Fang Ling was in this cave at this time, he could see the true appearance of the Lord clearly.

The Lord was less than three feet tall, and he was like a ball. As the red light in his eyes slowly dimmed, he immediately made a squeaking sound. This time the sound was a little more sharp than just now.

Although it was in the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs, the sound still made Fang Ling feel extremely uncomfortable. The black figure trapped in the smoke and dust map became more and more violent, and a green wolf he caught was directly torn into two pieces by him.

At this time, the black shadow was already bleeding, and more than a dozen wolf corpses and monkey corpses were thrown on the ground. Although dozens of poisonous snakes crawling on the black shadow kept opening their mouths and biting the black shadow, these snakes would be blown into two pieces by the invisible black gas on the black shadow.

This black shadow definitely surpasses the seventh level of Qi training!

But why didn't he run out of the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs?

Fang Ling knew very well that although the Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Map is of great use, it is simply impossible to trap masters above the sixth level of Qi training.

As long as a master at the sixth level of Qi training can hit him with all his strength, he can break the space formed by the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs.

"Click!"

The silver-crowned snake, which was already a first-level monster, was caught by the black shadow and tore it into two pieces, which made Fang Ling's heart twitch.

Although there are several first-level monsters in this space, Fang Ling still cherishes the silver-crowned snake that he first collected. Seeing that he was destroyed like this, he really lost a good helper.

But what Fang Ling is most anxious about now is time.

His smoke and dust map in the western suburbs can last for up to a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, he not only has to face the man in black, but also the strange Lord.

Fang Ling's thought flashed, so he took out the golden sword talisman from the small Qiankun bag.

Maybe, I can only use it!

Just as Fang Ling was about to sacrifice the golden sword talisman, a leopard was already biting the man in black's erect neck.

This bite is of course of no use.

On the contrary, three leopard teeth were cracked.

The painful leopard howled and quickly retreated.

The man in black swept under the leopard's retreating body.

It was obvious that with just one hand, he could grab the leopard and tear it into two pieces, but the man in black didn't know how to adapt.

stiff!

As soon as this thought appeared in Fang Ling's heart, more information about the man in black poured into Fang Ling's heart.

The decayed smell, the body that Jinghong Sword cannot hurt.

All of this is in line with the characteristics of corpse refining.

The thought flashed in his mind, and Fang Ling suddenly came not far from the man in black. He pinched his ten fingers quickly, and a strange finger trick appeared in front of the man in black.

The man in black who was originally rushing towards Fang Ling suddenly fell to the ground as the moment his finger technique appeared.

Corpse refining, this is the corpse refining left by the founder of Divine Sword Villa!

Fang Ling felt ecstatic. The finger tip he had just pinched was the corpse-fixing technique left by the founder in the picture.

This technique is the first and most important step in refining corpses. Moreover, the technique of each corpse refiner is different, and it is a guarantee to prevent one's own corpse refining by others.

After three minutes after the black corpse refining fell to the ground, Fang Ling gently came to the corpse refining side. After confirming that the corpse refining had no reaction, he fell asleep. Fang Ling picked up the Jinghong Sword and cut it on his wrist.

Drips of blood were scattered from Fang Ling's arm on the seal hall where the corpse was refining.

After these blood filled the seal hall of corpse refining, Fang Ling used his fingers to draw a blood talisman on the corpse refining face that made people difficult to understand its meaning.

With the completion of the blood talisman, all the blood marks on the face of the corpse refining disappeared completely, but Fang Ling felt that there was a connection between himself and the corpse refining.

The corpse refining is like his own arm, and he can control his actions.

"Bang"

A loud bang suddenly came from the dark cave!

Accompanied by this sound, a embarrassed figure suddenly appeared in the hole, with disheveled hair and a faint blood stain, implying an indescribable embarrassment.

As the figure appeared, a black figure flew out immediately with the figure, quickly stretching his hands and rushed towards the first figure that appeared.

And the first figure who rushed out looked full of horror.

"Don't kill me!" The first person who rushed out of the figure and spitted a fearful voice.

"Squeak!"

With the strange sound, the rushing shadow suddenly stopped. The Lord's low body rushed out of the darkness with a cold snorkeling.

He looked at the falling boy and laughed: "Run, aren't you quite able to run? You want to escape from my corpse refiner, you are too tender!"

As the Lord spoke, he burst into laughter. What he liked to see the most was a person's desperate expression. This desperate and sad expression could make him feel great pleasure from it.

However, this young man was not prepared to kill him now. He had something more important than killing the young man.

"Now, I will give you another chance. Would you like to defect to my Lord and be my guardian!"

Fang Ling shook his body and nodded quickly and said, "I am willing! I am willing! As long as the Lord doesn't kill me, I am willing to do anything!"

"Okay, from now on, you will be the guardian of my sitting down." The Lord chuckled and said, "I have some secrets of immortal skills, so I will keep your cultivation level." Speaking of this, he came to Fang Ling and continued, "What kind of magic weapon did you use just now? Take it out!"

"This... this... my master left it to me, saying right and wrong..." At this moment, Fang Ling looked embarrassed and said.

"Geeh." Amid the unpleasant laughter, the low Lord said coldly: "If you are embarrassed, don't take it. Anyway, you are dead, this thing is still mine."

With this words, the Lord added a little tongue, and a bloody smell rushed straight from his mouth: "I haven't enjoyed the essence and blood of the fourth level of Qi training for a long time."

"Send it, I'll do it!"

While Fang Ling was speaking, he took out a yellow talisman from his clothes and said, "Lord, this is the treasure I invisible just now, called the sleeping talisman, look!"

As you see this sentence, the talisman flew out and turned into a golden sword, slashing towards the Lord quickly.

"Hihehe! Boy, it's really cunning!" The master laughed wildly, and a black short knife with coldness flew out of his sleeves and rushed towards the golden sword.

"Click!"

The moment the black short sword collided with the golden sword, the golden sword was cut into two pieces.
Chapter completed!