Miss waste material Xiaoyaoxian

Chapter 84 Road (2)
In the stone room less than [-] square meters in size, there are dozens of lifeless corpses lying on the floor with stumps...

On the hard wall of the stone room, there are blood spatters and deep sharp marks made by flying swords from various instruments...

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, He Lianxi, who had already begun to adapt to the cruelty of the cultivation world, couldn't help but feel horrified...Suddenly felt the whizzing chill coming from behind, shuddered in his heart, and suddenly turned around...

A bald man in golden clothes with a fleshy face and wrinkled face was leaning against the wall on the left, his blood-colored eyes glaring fiercely at her.

I didn't expect there were still people alive!
He Lianxi was startled at first, but then calmed down. Although the bald head had a fierce light in his eyes, the body leaning against the stone wall seemed weak, and his spiritual power was very weak.

There was an inch-wide opening in the abdomen, and blood was pouring out continuously...

"Old Monster Wushan...then... fierce...what are you doing, don't scare my little beauty..." A lazy voice came from behind her, He Lianxi suppressed his beating heart, and slowly Turn around slowly.

Huayan had a handsome face with a pale face, the silver mask was still tightly attached to the face, the corners of her lips were perfect and evil, and the bright red blood was flowing down...

Huayan?

He looked back at the old man behind him, and then at the very weak Huayan—this bald old man in golden clothes is the old monster Wushan...

Could it be that this is really the cave that the left guardian of the Black Demon Palace mentioned?

It's not easy for this Wushan old monster to be able to hurt Huayan like this. Just a few days ago, she didn't even touch a piece of his clothes!

Looking at the belly of the old monster Wushan, it's a pity that he didn't get any advantage.

Zuo Hufa...Suddenly, He Lianxi's eyes flashed, and his heart tugged. Thin beads of sweat broke out from the palm of his hand holding Feijian. He didn't care about looking at the two dying people. Searching among the dead...

No!

After a while, the expression on He Lianxi's face relaxed, that Guardian Zuo who looked very similar to Brother Yi was not here...

He let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, pursed his lips, and secretly sneered, for some reason, knowing that he was not brother Yi... he was still worried.

Old Monster Wushan had an old white face with blue in it, his small eyes were fixed on He Lianxi's body, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect Huayan to know this woman who appeared suddenly, he had a premonition in his heart Taking advantage of the two people's inattention, the Wushan old monster moved slightly to the left with great effort...

Hua Yan was leaning against the wall, staring at He Lianxi's strange movements with a smile on her lips, a dark light flashed in her deep eyes: "Little beauty, what are you... looking for, Brother Yan...I am here... "

The red lips were drawn up evilly, and the half-closed black eyes shone with a charming light.

The disciples of the Tiger Hall of the Black Demon Palace, and the disciples of the old monster Wushan, are almost all high-level monks who established the foundation... In order to pass through the territory of the man-eating vine and the sky-swallowing ants, on that trail, one must die Forty or fifty people!
And she only has the second level of foundation building—how did she get here?
The gloomy black eyes of Huayan flitted over Xiaohuo's body, and the doubts in his eyes deepened - like a bird that could be pinched to death with one finger, its whole body was shining with gold, but it didn't even hurt a single hair...

He Lianxi glared at him fiercely, and didn't want to pay attention to this hateful man who was so mean-spirited and took advantage of her verbally when he was about to die.

Turning around, she frowned slightly, and looked at the bald old man with a ferocious face and wrinkled face in front of her. People in the Black Demon Palace are not good people, but this Wushan, who has fought against the beauty of the Dark Demon Palace, has lost both The old monster is obviously not a good person...

Being stared at by his bloodshot cold eyes is like being stared at by a poisonous snake that is ready to bite back at its master at any time... She really can't get the slightest favor.

Huayan on one side raised her palm with some difficulty, wiped the blood that was constantly overflowing from the corner of her lips, looked at He Lianxi with a half-smile, and then looked at Old Monster Wushan: "Old Monster Wushan...you... ...I was thinking about bad water...Little beauty is my beauty, hehe...Don't use your soul-shocking bell to sneak attack..." Deep in the faint black eyes, there is a looming coldness and sharpness.

The soul-shaking bell is the magic weapon of the old monster Wushan at the bottom of the box. If he hadn't been shaken by it and lost control of his spiritual power, with his cultivation base, he would have eliminated the old monster Wushan long ago!

He Lianxi was slightly startled, Wushan old monster actually had a soul-shaking bell? ——Is he reminding her?
The bloodshot eyes of the old monster Wushan, who was pointed out by Huayan's words, suddenly flashed a fierce light, and his left hand, which was already close to the soul-shaking bell, suddenly tightened, and a powerful spiritual power burst out, falling on him. The soul-shaking bell, which was a foot away, soared into the air and flew straight towards his hand.

Before He Lianxi could make a move, Xiao Huo next to him let out an angry low cry, and without changing his body, he flapped his wings violently, and quickly rushed towards the old monster Wushan, pecking fiercely with his small sharp mouth. On the left hand of Old Monster Wushan who wanted to hold the soul-shaking bell...

The old monster Wushan shrieked and retracted his hand, He Lianxi pursed his lips, and a cold smile appeared on his fair face. Although Xiaohuo looked small, it was a real holy beast. That mouth is enough for him!
It took a while for Old Monster Wushan to recover, a look of fear finally flashed across his pale old face, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

If Huayan didn't know this woman who appeared suddenly, given his current situation, it would be too late to establish a good relationship with the person who came in, and he would never take the initiative to attack...

Originally, only he and Huayan were left in this stone room. Huayan and him were both seriously injured. In a short period of time, neither of them could do anything to the other, and there were man-eating vines and sky-swallowing ants outside. Those who can't get in... depends on who can make it to the end...

Seeing the embarrassment of Wushan old monster, Huayan couldn't help being startled, couldn't help coughing lightly, and then laughed softly...

He Lianxi turned his head and gave him a cold look, the flying sword full of spiritual power came out, and attacked the old monster Wushan without mercy.

The old monster Wushan saw the flying sword attacking, but he was helpless. The forceful grabbing of the soul-shaking bell just now had consumed the last bit of spiritual power in his body... The sword was in the middle of the mouth, and he screamed out with his eyes wide open , leaning against the stone wall and slowly slid down.

(End of this chapter)