Shi Xiuxiu led Ning Qi and others out of the yard, and performed a hand gesture at the door of the yard. Then a bright red blood drop oozed from the tip of her index finger. The blood drop slowly flew into the air, and finally headed towards

Fly southwest.

"Let's go, go in this direction, you will definitely find the armored elder and the dark monk."

Corpse Xiuxiu smiled slightly.

After a pause, her eyes fell on Wang Xue and Lin Mei, "One of these two girls is in the early stage of the realm, and the other is a second-step monk. Are you sure you want to take them with you? Why don't you stay in my house."

"I must follow uncle, otherwise what will happen if he gets lost?"

Wang Xue immediately grabbed Ning Qi's arm and looked at the corpse Xiuxiu warily.

Her wisdom has recovered higher and higher, and the way Xi Xiuxiu looked at her just now gave her a creepy feeling.

If you stay here with Lin Mei, something terrible will definitely happen!

"I have a way to protect them."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Okay, I'm just giving you a suggestion."

Corpse Xiuxiu smiled.

Following the direction where the blood bead was galloping, Ning Qi felt that after everyone left Xiyufang City, the place they passed became more and more desolate. Although there were thousands of races in the Shenluo Realm, Ning Qi felt that it belonged to the vast population.

Very rare, but in the process of arriving from Chaofengfang City to Shiyufang City, Ning Qi saw several large territories, and not many people lived there at all.

Ning Qi was not sure whether the boundless monks who were directly affiliated with the Holy Council had special means to recognize his identity as a dark monk.

So she put on the smiling mask on the way, which reminded Feng Moran, and she also put on her blood doll mask. The half-crying, half-laughing mask immediately made Feng Moran's temperament become weird.

"If you have it, I have it too."

Zhi Xiuxiu snorted in her heart, took out a mask and put it on. Her mask was actually a ghost mask. As soon as she put it on, her aura became extremely fierce.

"Uncle, get me a mask sometime..."

Wang Xue looked envious.

"There is a chance."

Ning Qi smiled.

Although Lin Mei was envious in her heart, she did not dare to speak like Wang Xue. A blood doll mask could be sold on the black market for at least one million essence stones, which is equivalent to the entire net worth of an ordinary Immortal Palace monk...

Occasionally, I encountered a few waves of monks on the road. As soon as they saw the masks on the faces of Ning Qi and the others, they immediately stepped aside consciously.

Although they are not tear-eyed masks, it proves that the three of them are not monks from the Lost City Cleanup Team, but they can wear blood doll masks. Who is not worth hundreds of millions? Such a being is naturally extremely powerful.

"This route..."

A few days later, Ning Qi discovered that the route they pursued coincided with the route given to him by the Silver Dragon, which meant that the dark monk was returning to the dark monk settlement!

It is simply unbelievable to say that there are no strong men of the fourth and fifth steps in a settlement that can exist under the nose of the Holy Council.

There may even be a strong person in the sixth step. There seems to be no other title for this step, and they are all collectively called the Great Emperor!

There are such powerful people in charge of the four great emperor families of the human race!

Half a month later.

Shi Xiuxiu suddenly stopped, and the blood bead that flew out before also stopped, as if he was looking for something. After a few breaths, the blood bead changed direction and flew toward the southeast!

"Elder Iron Armor is a hundred miles ahead, let's go there!"

Corpse Xiuxiu smiled and followed the blood beads and flew over.

The distance of a hundred miles passed in an instant, and Feng Moran's expression under the mask became more and more excited. But when they flew there, they saw a monk who also wore a mask, constantly suppressing another guy with a ferocious face.

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At the same time, there was a figure standing in the distance watching the battle with a leisurely expression.

"Elder Iron Armor."

After Xiuxiu landed, he took off his mask.

The figure turned around and looked at Xiuxiu with some surprise, "Xiuxiu, what are you doing here? This dark monk of the Tianluo tribe will be suppressed soon."

Feng Moran sighed in his heart, but Wujiang Monk took the lead. The monk wearing a mask had a thunder symbol on his mask. This is the unique symbol of Wujiang Monk. A thunderbolt represents

For monks in the Immortal Palace, two thunderbolts represent the realm of cause and effect, three thunderbolts represent the destiny realm, and four thunderbolts represent the reincarnation realm.

"Are they?"

Corpse Iron Armor's eyes fell on Feng Moran and Ning Qi again. Because they were wearing blood puppet masks, he couldn't see their true identity.

"They are my friends. This time they came to kill the dark monks on orders from the family."

The corpse shows off the road.

"Then they arrived too late. Before the Wujiang monk arrived, a genius from the Jiang family also came, but he was killed by this dark monk. Three people from the Nanguo family also died.

In his hands, the Lei family is the only one who has not sent a genius to come. You and your friends should not wade into troubled waters. This boundless monk has a seventh-level immortal palace. It seems that he has been concentrating for many years. His cultivation is better than this dark monk. There is no need for it.

How long will it take to catch him alive?"

Corpse Armor Road.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the boundless monk suddenly holding out a golden bell, and the aura of the third-grade innate spiritual treasure swept across the audience, directly heading towards the dark monk of the Tianluo tribe to suppress it.

"Soul Bell."

A trace of envy flashed in Zhi Tiejia's eyes. Although he was already a monk in the early stage of the Karma Realm and looked down upon the third-grade innate spiritual treasure, the soul-suppressing bell was the unified equipment of the boundless monks and could suppress the immortal palace monks.

Make it unable to self-destruct, so that you can capture the opponent alive, and let a stronger being directly destroy its fairy palace to avoid future troubles!

"A mere soul-suppressing bell, you want to suppress me!? Break it for me!"

The dark monk who had always been in a weak position suddenly let out a ferocious laugh. The next moment, he opened his mouth, and a blood-red bead flew out directly. It immediately transformed into a fire dragon with fangs and claws, and bombarded the Soul-Calming Bell.

"This is the dragon ball left behind by the Karma Realm dragon clan after their death!? How could he have such a thing!?"

Corpse Iron Armor was slightly startled.

boom!

The soul-suppressing bell was torn to pieces by the fire dragon, and the masked Wujiang monk also fell into the sea of ​​fire in an instant. When the fire dragon dissipated, the body of the Wujiang monk with a seventh-level Immortal Palace was destroyed on the spot!

Ding dong…

A mask and a Qiankun Ring fell on the ground, and were picked up by the dark monk.

"Jie Jie Jie... Corpse Iron Armor, my fire dragon ball can still be used once. You can keep it with me today. After following me for so long, it's time to invite you to my house for tea!"

After killing the boundless monk, the dark monk looked at the corpse armor with a ferocious smile. The fire dragon turned into red beads again, suspended in front of him, exuding an extremely dangerous aura!

"I am a monk in the Karma Realm, do you think this can threaten me!?"

Corpse Iron Armor said coldly.

"You can try."
Chapter completed!