C262 Meeting the Ghost King
C262 Meeting the Ghost King
In less than an incense stick of time, the two foot and two inch high grade Blood Texture Woods lost their luster, turning into ordinary pieces of wood.
On the other hand, the ten Soul Devouring Insects had increased in size, and there were red lines on their round bodies. They looked even more ferocious, as if they were on the verge of breaking through again.
The Soul Devouring Insects were very powerful when dealing with Cultivator of the Golden Core Period, but when facing Nascent Infant warriors, they were just a bit lacking. If they wanted to win, they would need at least a thousand Nascent Infants. If they didn't have enough of them, they would be able to defeat Cultivator of the Golden Core Period. That was why Feng Yimo was focusing on cultivating these ten Soul Devouring Insects.
Furthermore, he fed the medicinal Soul Devouring Insects and insects every day. s, he hoped that they could advance quickly. The Insect Eating Pill had some effect on ordinary Soul Devouring Insects. However, its effect on ten medicinal Soul Devouring Insects that had completed their first evolution was much smaller. It seemed like they were very picky as well.
After putting everything into the spatial iron, the important medicinal Myriad Poison Scripture s, Unfettered Yellow Dragon Armors, and other items into the spatial Storage Rings, he closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest. Behind the Bone Scorpion, beautiful Deification Female Cultivator was like a strand of cool breeze that hung on the Bone Scorpion's medicinal Tail Hooks, light as if there was nothing.
In the Huangfeng City, only the heavily injured Nascent Infant Patriarch and the Second Young Master of the Chen Family were left in the Chen Family. Although the Yue Family was strong, there was a Nascent Infant Patriarch who was eyeing them covetously. Their lives would definitely not be easy, and the Yue Family was still looking forward to having a Infant Coagulation Pill Nascent Formation Grandmaster like him. They were afraid that now that they knew their hope had been destroyed, their hearts would turn to ashes.
In this way, the Yue Family would constantly be on guard against the old ancestor of the Chen Family, and the old ancestor of the Chen Family would definitely cause trouble for the Yue Family in order to take revenge. That way, Huang Mubai would have enough time to let his seventeen men of sacrifice grow, destroy the Chen and Yue families, and regain control of the Huangfeng Country.
"Huang Mubai, whether you succeed or not will depend on your luck!" Feng Yimo muttered to himself.
Two days later, Feng Yimo appeared in front of a gray mountain range. The vegetation on the mountain was gray in color. There was no sign of life. Was this the Mi Luo Mountain?
Feng Yimo suspected that he had walked the wrong path. He took out a map and examined it carefully. He found that there was nothing wrong with it. He could not help but be surprised because this was the only place within a radius of more than five hundred miles. It was obvious that some unknown change had occurred.
He put away the bone scorpion and wiped his face with his hand. He turned into Elder Mi and walked towards the Mi Luo Mountain. The Earth Changing Transfigure Technique was becoming more and more proficient with his technique.
The beautiful female cultivator following behind was not surprised at all. She quietly followed after him. She had determined Feng Yimo's Qi. No matter what he turned into, she would follow him closely.
Mi Luo Mountain was tall and steep. After walking for a few miles, she didn't see a single bird or beast. It was as if the entire mountain was dead silent.
What exactly had happened here?
After walking for another few miles, the mountain road became wider. A huge stone tablet that was 30 meters tall was erected on a dense set of stairs. The words "Ling Xiao Sect" were written on it.
Following the steps, they gradually moved forward until they arrived in front of a large building complex. The door was tightly shut. The huge square was empty. Dust and leaves had fallen all over it. It had been a long time since anyone had come here.
They walked slowly to the front of the door. Before they got close, they felt a chilly wind blowing in the buildings. The air of death was thick.
Feng Yimo reached out his hand and pushed the door open. The door, which was twenty feet tall and thirty feet wide, let out an ear-piercing sound. It slowly opened, and a gust of chilly wind blew against Feng Yimo's face. A bright light flashed in Feng Yimo's eyes, and he saw several Yin Souls flying towards him from the Heavenly Eye Pupil. He snorted coldly and the Asura Black Core Flame covered his entire body. As soon as the Yin Spirits touched it, they immediately screamed and turned into ashes.
Seeing this, the other Yin Souls were so scared that they didn't dare to approach it. They trembled and hid at the side.
The courtyard was filled with corpses. They were all in all shapes and sizes. Some were lying on the ground, while others were lying on the stairs. Some of them were sitting on the ground. There were no wounds on their bodies. Because it had been a long time, most of them had rotted and turned into skeletons.
However, Feng Yimo could tell that the entire Ling Xiao Sect seemed to have lost their lives for no reason. There were no signs of fighting at the scene!
With a flick of his left wrist, the Soul Locking Smoke flew out. The souls that were wandering around were locked by the Soul Locking Smoke and brought to him. However, the souls had souls, and their eyes were unfocused. They had lost their intelligence and could not find any useful clues, so they had no choice but to keep them.
After passing through the spacious courtyard and arriving at the inner hall, they saw a large skeleton sitting on a chair in the middle. The bones of its two hands were completely embedded into the armrest of the chair. It had obviously struggled before it died, but it had failed to escape.
The skeleton was wearing a silver long robe. It was a magical treasure, but it was not rotten at all. The Storage Bag hanging on its waist was also hanging.
"This person should be an elder of the Ling Xiao Sect or someone at the level of Sect Master." Feng Yimo made a rough judgment and was about to leave when he suddenly found that the floor tiles under the dead man's feet were broken into more than ten pieces. He swept his sleeve and the dead man's pants turned into pieces and fell to the ground, revealing two of his legs.
Every leg and leg were broken. It seemed that they were broken by the gravity when they were alive. The force spread to the ground and cracked the hard floor tiles.
What had caused the death of all the people in the High Firmament Sect?
After leaving the inner hall, Feng Yimo walked towards the backyard of the High Firmament Sect. The beautiful female Soul Formation Stage cultivator followed him silently. She did not say a word, which made Feng Yimo suspicious. She's not dumb.
In the backyard, it was a training ground. In the middle of the training ground, there was a huge tree that was more than twenty zhang tall. However, it was completely withered at this moment. Only the bare branches were left. It looked extremely desolate.
Feng Yimo's Divine Sense spread out and covered the entire High Firmament Sect. There was not a single living thing, let alone a human. Because everyone was dead, Elder Mi's last wish could not be fulfilled. He returned to his original appearance and returned to the inner hall. He took the Storage Bag from the waist of the skeleton and opened it easily. Inside, there were tens of thousands of spirit stones, dozens of bottles of spirit pills, and two magic treasures. He found a black Sect Master token.
This person was indeed Sect Master of the High Firmament Sect.
With the Sect Master token in hand, Feng Yimo went straight to the treasure vault. He opened the treasure vault with the Sect Master token. Before he could enter, a creepy aura surged over. In a flash, a huge ghost claw had reached his chest.
Not good!
Feng Yimo cried out in his heart and hastily retreated. However, the black nails of the ghost claw suddenly swelled. It was like a maggot attached to the bone. It seemed like it was going to tear him into pieces.
Deification Female Cultivator, who was following closely behind Feng Yimo, flashed and came to his side. Her slender and fair palm slapped out. Feng Yimo could clearly see that the female cultivator's palm was covered with purple Violet Cloud Flame. This meant that she attached great importance to the ghost claw.
Bang!
The palm and claw collided. A huge wave of air sent Feng Yimo flying. It made him feel shocked. This was a peak level ghost king, and it was about to advance to become a Ghost Emperor ghost!
Without waiting for him to land on the ground, Feng Yimo took out his Chilling Bone Spear to protect himself, and nervously looked inside the treasure vault. The Asura Black Core Flame was also ready to attack at any moment. Dealing with the Yin Filth Ghost Fire and Lightning was the best method.
Deification Female Cultivator's expression was solemn. The attack just now did not seriously injure the other party. Clearly, it was not an ordinary thing!
"Hehe, I never thought that a Deification Period human cultivator would come. If I devour you, I will definitely advance to become a Ghost Emperor!" A thirty feet tall, green-faced, and tusks evil ghost walked out of the treasure vault and let out a strange laugh. "Haha, I never thought that a Deification Period human cultivator would come here. If I devour you, I will definitely advance to the Ghost Emperor realm!