Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 38 Kill Feng Yue, Ice Toad!

Looking at the wind ball, Feng Yue sneered and said: "He is still a wind spirit root, and I have never killed a wind spirit root monk!"

As he spoke, the yellow flying knife in front of him turned into a phantom and disappeared in an instant.

When the flying knife talisman appeared again, the flying knife talisman had already collided with the wind ball.

"boom!"

Along with a huge roar, the wind ball exploded instantly.

A series of tiny wind blades exploded from the wind ball in an instant.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Yue's eyes widened with shock.

The dense wind blades passed through the flying knife talisman and kept slashing towards Feng Yue.

At such a close distance, Feng Yue had no time to think too much.

The cloud-stepping boots under his body emitted light green light, and his body swayed and quickly moved towards his side.

However, the wind blades were so densely packed that it was impossible to completely dodge them.

The remaining wind blades instantly enveloped it.

"Stab!"

"Stab!"

The wind blade cut through the skin, and deep cuts appeared all over Feng Yue's body, and the bright red blood completely enveloped him.

From a distance, it looks like a bloody man.

Feng Yue roared angrily, and his spiritual power instantly poured into the flying knife talisman.

In an instant, the flying knife talisman emitted a dazzling yellow light and flew towards Yan Yun.

Yan Yun frowned slightly and waved casually.

In an instant, six more wind blades gathered in front of him.

The wind blade was extremely fast and hit the flying knife talisman directly.

"Boom!"

With a huge roar, the flying knife talisman shattered and turned into a light yellow talisman, falling to the ground.

The talisman's light dissipated and turned into specks of dust, dissipating in mid-air.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Feng Yue's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and six more wind blades cut through the shadow and landed on Feng Yue.

"how is this possible!"

Feng Yue screamed, and was instantly cut in half by the wind blade. He was bleeding and died on the spot.

Looking at Feng Yue's body on the ground, Yan Yun's face remained as usual and he slowly walked forward.

Put away the storage bag and cloud-walking boots on his waist.

Yan Yun glanced at Feng Yue's body and murmured in a low voice: "You deserved to die."

After saying this, Yan Yun tapped the storage bag, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it.

Suddenly a gold page appeared in his hand. Looking at the gold page in his hand, Yan Yun's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise:
  "Isn't it in the hands of the barefoot man from the Giant Sword Gate?"

"Could it be that that man was killed by Feng Yue?"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at the gold page in his hand.

Chen Qiaoqian's foundation-building technique is finally established.

A talisman appeared in his hand.

With a "stab" sound, the talisman burned out of thin air, condensing into a fireball.

"Crack!"

The flames fell on the corpse and burned Feng Yue to death in an instant.

With a wave of his sleeves, he scattered the thick dust, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Bloody Forbidden Land.

Yan Yun, who has the dual spiritual roots of wind and thunder, has cultivated the wind and thunder techniques to a great level.

The power of a casual blow is enough to match the full force blow of a monk at the peak of Qi training.

A figure like Feng Yue, who is one of the best in the Bloody Forbidden Land, can be solved by Yan Yun with just three wind spells.

Yan Yun walked forward, and suddenly a pungent fishy smell hit him.

The originally green ground turned into gray-black rotten ground.

Not far away, there were turbid puddles that kept bubbling, weird twisted trees, and unknown blood-red grass beneath their feet.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice: "It seems that we have arrived at Wulongtan!"

Not far away, I saw several blue ice toads lying in front of the puddle. Open your mouth and make a croaking sound.

These are all low-level monsters with low strength, but they have a mouthful of ice mist.

If he was accidentally sprayed by the ice mist, even the monks at the peak of Qi training would not have a chance to survive.

In the original work, there was a disciple from Spirit Beast Mountain who used the sect's secret technique to control the Ice Toad and assassinate a peak Qi-training monk.

Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and a pair of wind blades instantly cut through the air.

The wind blade was extremely fast and landed on those ice toads.

Facing the wind blade, the Ice Toad showed no resistance and let out a shrill scream before being cut into two halves.

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked slowly towards the edge of the pool, and said:
  "Wulongtan is located in the northeast corner of the forbidden area. It is centered on a deep pool with an area of ​​tens of feet. It has a radius of more than ten miles. There are many plants and trees such as rotten bones, snake trees, etc., which can be used to make poison, but they are of little value."

"The most valuable thing here is the cold tobacco growing in the center of Wulong Pond, which is very valuable!"

While muttering, Yan Yun looked towards the side of Wulong Pond.

I saw only a few spiritual grasses growing by the pond.

White cold mist emitted from the spiritual grass, wrapping around the spiritual grass and covering it with biting frost.

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stepped forward to pick the cold tobacco, and put it into the storage bag.

Everything went very smoothly and we just walked around the Wulong Pond.

Just the corpses of the basic and low-level ice toads were obtained, a dozen of them.

The number of cold tobacco was even greater, with a total of twenty-three plants picked.

If it were sold in the market, the income from this trip would be hundreds of low-level spiritual stones.

“I have to say that danger and income coexist!”

"In a treasure like the Bloody Forbidden Land, there are really spiritual herbs and elixirs everywhere!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned around and walked towards the outside of Wulong Pond.

"Gulu! Guru!"

Suddenly, cold bubbles appeared in the center of Wulong Pond.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Divine consciousness surged into the Wulong Pond instantly.

For some reason, Wulong Pond seems to be able to resist the detection of divine consciousness. Divine consciousness pours in, but it is unable to detect the slightest bit.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and flicked his wrist.

In an instant, several wind blades condensed out of thin air and fell heavily into the Wulong Pond.

"Crash! Crash!"

The wind blade was extremely fast and submerged into the Wulong Pond in an instant, splashing streams of water.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

As the wind blade fell, water bubbles continued to appear on the Wulong Pond.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun frowned slightly and waved his sleeves.

A green defensive tortoise shell appeared in front of him.

The Black Turtle Shield, the top defensive weapon, has become stronger in the wind with the influx of spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to the height of a person, and was extremely thick, completely protecting Yan Yun behind him.

"Boom!"

With a huge sound of water breaking, a huge blue figure emerged from the Wulong Pond.

Yan Yun took a closer look and saw that the blue figure was actually a huge blue toad.

There were blue pustules all over his body, and his huge blue eyes stared at Yan Yun.

The body is about one foot in size.

There is a powerful aura emanating from the whole body.

"A top-level monster, such a big ice toad?"

Yan Yun's eyes narrowed, and he never expected to encounter a top-level first-level monster as soon as he entered.

"Cuck!"

I saw the Ice Toad open its huge mouth and let out a piercing cry.

A raging cold mist instantly poured out of his mouth.

The cold mist surged, and wherever it passed, the pond water instantly condensed into ice.

(End of this chapter)