Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 151 Twins

'He finally went astray!'

A gentle voice emanated from the depths of Bai Zhi's heart. However, a cruel smile suddenly flashed across the corner of her stunningly beautiful face.

Bai Zhi stood up and went straight to Longqi City.

At this time, Du Fang was bathed in blood, lying on the surface of the slowly flowing underground river.

He tried his best to relax his entire body, letting it float above, and the sword in his back pierced through his immortal body.

Countless immortal blood and energy began to flow out from there.

But Du Fang didn't dare to stay.

Behind him, the auras of dozens of sixth-level sword cultivators were following him.

It was because there was no space in this dark underground river that the pursuit was so difficult. Although he was seriously injured, he was very happy in his heart.

The reason for being happy is not because of obtaining this magic sword.

Instead, Du Fang discovered that he was in the third realm of the immortal power and when he tried his best to stimulate the immortal blood, his body was not occupied by Mo Ling's evil spirit as before.

Then he waved his hands and killed indiscriminately, slaughtering innocent lives.

This made him feel very happy.

Maybe Mo Ling was right, their souls were merging, and now, he was in control of this immortal body.

Then from now on, you won’t have to ask anyone for help or look for a way to remove your spirit and soul.

Ever since I brought Lingxiao back from Qingtai, I have never felt so happy as I do now.

He hummed softly as he drifted down the stream.

This is the underground river beneath the Longyuan Sacred Mountain. The space is narrow and one can only lie down, not stand, let alone fly a sword. The river channels are so complicated that he doesn't believe it.

These elders of Longyuan can catch up with him.

The sword wound is still there, and the immortal blood is still flowing out.

Du Fang didn't want to heal his wounds, but he knew that if he continued to bleed like this, he would die sooner or later.

The immortals' healing methods are different from all other treatments in the world, and are even a little evil. This is what is recorded on the coffin in the tomb of the Human Emperor.

This kind of sword wound inflicted by a supremely powerful being can only be healed with blood.

Finally, when the underground river flowed out of the sacred mountain and entered the river, Du Fang suddenly stopped and hid behind a stone.

He heard noisy footsteps behind him.

The two sixth-level elders of Longyuan were staggering out, cursing and walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Here, cultivators are not even as strong as ordinary people.

When the two approached, Du Fang suddenly jumped out and said with a smile:

"Are you two looking for me? I am Du Fang, the immortal you are looking for!"

Elder Long Yuan's body shook violently at the same time. After seeing the figures in front of him clearly, he flew back three feet. Suddenly, Du Fang opened his hands and sucked the two people over.

An evil smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly exerted force!

The body of the elder of the Sixth Realm of Longyuan was sucked into a shriveled corpse without a sound.

Du Fang suddenly opened his mouth and bit his neck like a ferocious beast, constantly draining the blood from his neck.

All this was done so naturally that even Du Fang himself didn't notice it.

It sucked the blood of both of them.

The sword wound on his body began to fuse with blood.

The blood and energy in his body began to thicken, and within the wound, a tiny sword light was slowly forced out by the blood and energy.

This is the sword light that is like a bone needle.

Bai Zhi's sword was meant to kill him.

Flying Immortal Sword!

Du Fang bit his lips hard and remembered the name.

His body floated downstream, and not far away was the huge outline of Longqi City. Countless sword cultivators were still flying around the city, looking for Du Fang's trace.

He did not go into the city.

Bai Zhi's speech just now has put herself in an irretrievable situation.

At this moment, all the cultivators in Longqi City were very dangerous to him.

Du Fang floated down the river.

Although this method is unsightly, it is much safer than flying with a sword in the dark.

When the city is far away.

Du Fang suddenly discovered that above the fishing village on the river bank, there was flickering candlelight. It was already late at night, and the people in the fishing village had usually gone to bed.

What caught his attention was not the candle, but the strong bloody aura emanating from the room.

This blood energy is similar to his immortal blood energy, but its aura is more ancient and long-lasting.

Du Fang was suddenly stunned. He immediately remembered the ancient beast that Bai Zhi had captured before - the yellow bird.

Correct!

This is the blood of the yellow bird!

What are they doing here?

He immediately touched it quietly.

On the river bank, there is a row of dilapidated sheds, and the strange thing is that there are three thatched huts surrounded by the sheds.

When Du Fang approached, the house suddenly disappeared, and a huge house with bright lights and flying corners and eaves stood in its place, replacing the three previous huts.

Du Fang was suddenly stunned:

He wiped his eyes and looked back at his footprints in the mud.

That’s right!

Just now in the river, I saw clearly three huts.

Why does it turn into a vast and magnificent courtyard when it gets close?

In front of him was a magnificent hall. Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the distance, and Du Fang immediately lay down under the shed.

In the wooden corridor, several maids wearing gold and silver jewelry and black-clad servants kept coming in and out.

Who would believe that three thatched huts were transformed into a magnificent building?

Without any hesitation, Du Fang chose the spot and slipped in.

Hiding under the deep wooden steps at the foot of the eaves.

Just then, a woman passed by over his head. Du Fang was slightly surprised. There was no wind and no sound of footsteps when the woman passed by.

When I looked up, I suddenly felt my scalp go blank and a chill ran down my body.

The woman's body was just a thin piece of paper, with a red wooden stick on her feet. She looked like a lantern puppet, a shadow puppet, or a burnt paper figure of a dead person.

Du Fang took a breath of cold air. Not long after, two more servants walked by. They also looked like paper men, holding a piece of purple wood in their hands.

I have used this kind of paper man before, and I have even seen these things in the Tomb of the Human Emperor.

This is something that evil ghost cultivators love to use!

These paper people kept coming in and out, carrying things into the lobby, including animal corpses, living things, and various strong herbal smells.

He sneaked around the front, went around the stable to the back, and looked into the lobby.

In the middle of the hall, there is a two-meter-long yellow desk.

Two men in black Taoist robes stood in front of the table, constantly gesturing at something.

One of the black-clad men turned his head, and Du Fang was suddenly shocked. It was a pale, feminine woman, but apart from this face, her dress and figure were almost the same as the mayor of Wushuang City.

——Lu Wushuang is exactly the same.

They are simply twin brothers and sisters.

The two men in black, one male and one female, were wearing black Taoist robes. Du Fang only felt that the Taoist was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere!