After cultivating immortals, she became the darling of heaven

Chapter 615 Ghost
Do they also want to become this kind of human, ghost or ghost?
Liu Ruxuan suddenly felt desperate.

The puppet waved his cold sword at Mei Yun'er expressionlessly.

The two of them were already scarred after breaking out of the siege. These puppets are immortal, and the aura in their bodies has been squandered.

"Don't kill me!" Mei Yun'er screamed.

Liu Ruxuan suddenly felt a strong push, and the cold sword chopped off her head.

When she turned around, she saw Mei Yun'er's vicious eyes.

"Senior sister Mei, why did you do this?"

Although their sect had some minor conflicts on weekdays, the sect had strict discipline and never committed any act of harming anyone's life.

Mei Yun'er mockingly raised her head and said, "Because you're so stupid, I don't want to die here, so my dear junior sister, aren't you the kindest person you've always been, so you can die instead of me."

Seeing Liu Ruxuan's terrified expression, Mei Yun'er showed a hint of pleasure.

Liu Ruxuan, if you want to blame it, blame you for being too showy.

Originally, she was the proud daughter of heaven in the sect, but as soon as Liu Ruxuan appeared, she stole everyone's attention.

At this time, Liu Ruxuan hated herself for being too naive and unpredictable.

Suddenly there was a 'ding' sound, but the pain she imagined did not come. She opened her eyes and saw that the sword-wielding man loosened his arm and was kicked away by a blue figure.

Mo Ran helped her up and asked, "Miss Liu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you fellow daoists for your help,"

When she raised her head, she saw that Bu Feiyan chopped off the man's arm, and the puppet picked up the arm that fell on the ground and put it back with a 'click'.

There was no trace of damage on the arm. If it weren't for the cracks at the seam of the clothes, it would be impossible to tell that his arm was cut off.

Although she has seen it many times, this scene made Mei Yun'er's scalp tingle.

As night fell, all the puppets (let's call them that) surrounded them at the same time.

Looking at a dense group of pale-faced puppet people, holding their swords and staring at them, it was extremely frightening.

Bu Feiyan looked at Wei Zelan, Moran and Shen Yin and the others, and said, "Why don't we just follow the plan and follow them to find the base camp?"

Shen Yin nodded when he heard the words: "This proposal is not bad, but you can try it."

"Why, we escaped with great difficulty, and I don't want to go in again," Mei Yun'er felt her scalp tingle when she thought of that bloody and cruel place.

"If Senior Sister Mei is afraid, go back,"

"Let's go, I don't want to..." However, when she saw a pair of out-of-focus eyes staring straight at her, her scalp felt numb.

Bu Feiyan looked at her jokingly and said: "Aren't you going to leave, why don't you leave?"

"I don't want to go by myself, don't I just go back, I'm not afraid," what a joke, these puppets are immortal, and she can't escape at all by herself.

Mei Yun'er secretly hated these people.

These puppets pointed at them expressionlessly, and forcibly dragged the six people away blindfolded.

Bu Feiyan didn't struggle, and was dragged away by them obediently, but they were caught off guard by being blindfolded.

The master behind this is also very cunning, deliberately preventing them from seeing the way, which is unnecessary for Bu Feiyan and the others.

The body of the puppet was extremely cold like a zombie, and Mei Yun'er was shivering from the cold.

The surrounding environment is getting darker and colder, it is a kind of coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow, and the air is mixed with a strong dead air.

There are absolutely countless people who can form this level of dead air here, and these people are really damned for doing so many evil things.

Thinking of that demon, Mei Yun'er's back was already soaked in sweat.

Looks like they're getting close to base camp.

'tick ~ tick ~'

Bu Feiyan heard the sound of someone whimpering and breaking free from the chain.

Someone else yelled and cursed, "You beasts will die!"

"Kach~Kach~" There was a crisp chewing sound in the secret room.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps stopped in front of her, and a pair of rough hands roughly pinched her chin. The man swallowed greedily, "Tsk tsk~ Such a beautiful face, it would be a pity to kill her."

This rough and gloomy voice rang in her ears, as if the sound of a saw in the wind was extremely unpleasant, "There are a few more delicious, hiss~ delicious souls, I have never eaten such delicious souls, you guys No matter how the two little girls can run, they can't escape from the palm of this deity!"

Liu Ruxuan's body went limp, and the feeling that terrified them came back again.

Suddenly, the black cloth strips covering his eyes were roughly ripped open.

A black-robed man with criss-cross scars all over his face and skinny fingers stood beside her with a salivating look and took a deep breath.

The cloudy eyes looked at her with a golden light, as if looking at some delicious food in the world.

Bu Feiyan looked around secretly, it seemed to be a secret room, and the room was full of captured monks.

All kinds of body and limbs were piled up on the ground, and corpses whose blood had been drained were hung upside down by the wall with their eyes open.

In the very center of the main hall was a huge sticky and smelly pool of blood, 'Gululu' was bubbling, blood splashed out, and exploded in mid-air with a "poof".

These monks were covered with scars, their limbs were chained to the wall by hard iron chains, and the iron chains penetrated their bodies.

All of them looked pale and dull-eyed, and what's more, their expressions immediately collapsed when they saw the shocking blood pool.

"Stand back, all of you,"

The puppets turned around and retreated sluggishly.

The ugly and weird man walked up to the male cultivator who kept struggling and screaming, only to see a pure black mirror appearing in the palm of his hand and looking at the male cultivator.

"No, no!!!!"

In desperation, Liu Ruxuan shouted: "Stop!"

I saw the male cultivator applying to twitch in pain, and in a blink of an eye his soul was pulled out of his body and sucked into the black mirror.

The male cultivator's body was as lifeless as a dilapidated puppet.

The ugly man was doing all this well, inserting the black mirror into the groove next to the blood pool, and the shape displayed by the groove was exactly the shape of the mirror.

The soul of Nanxiu was transported to an unknown place.

The ugly man made a circle around the six people after doing all these things, "What a beautiful body, it will be beautiful forever when made into a doll, you should feel honored,"

"Let's start with you, who made you misbehaved,"

Mei Yun'er shook her head desperately, "No, no, no,"

"By the way, don't you like pure and clean spirits the most? My junior sister is the kindest and generous. Her spirit must be very clean!"

Liu Ruxuan glared and said, "Mei Yun'er, are you still human?"

Mei Yun'er was not like this in the past, although she was unruly and headstrong, her nature was not bad, but since when, she has become more and more unfamiliar.

Yin Gui's ferocious face evoked a smile, "Don't struggle, little beauty, it's your honor to sacrifice to my emperor,"

my emperor?

Bu Feiyan caught this title, could it be that the lost souls of these monks were sacrificed to the so-called emperor?

(End of this chapter)