Chapter 123 The unknown acquired body

Author: Really the younger brother among younger brothers

Chapter 123 The unknown acquired body

The fight for human skins intensified, and on the road leading to the temple on the top of the mountain, one could see mangled corpses.

Master Fenglin led the way, and there were five puppet cultivators walking with him.

He thought about the profit distribution of this trip, and his expression showed a little pain. After all, it was related to spiritual materials. The more cultivators involved, the less profit would be shared.

Unfortunately, Master Fenglin did not detect the reality of the nameless temple, and he did not know who the beast cultivators behind the scenes were.

Taoist Fuyan looks half-man and half-horse, with arm-like antlers on his head. Weakguan's early cultivation is not outstanding among the team.

He asked softly: "Since there is a beast cultivator in Black Wind Village, shouldn't we notify Shopkeeper Shi and ask her to send support?"

All the puppet cultivators cast their gazes one after another, with a faint look of judgment in their eyes.

Even though Fu Yan's speech and behavior were normal, they were deeply disgusted by the fact that he liked to eat women's brains.

Master Fenglin frowned slightly, then replied with a smile: "We have to at least understand the general situation. We can't ask Shopkeeper Shi for everything. Let's make a report in a few days."

The main reason why he called Shang Fuyan was to have someone as a scapegoat.

Large amounts of resources are not easy to come by. If Shi Ji is held accountable afterwards, he will have to vomit out whatever he has eaten.

Fuyan said nothing and looked at the unknown temple on the top of the mountain.

The temple is deserted at night, with only a few lanterns emitting a faint light, and the residual scent of incense can still be smelled in the courtyard.

"Walk."

Master Fenglin saw that the other puppet cultivators were hesitant and said quickly: "After my observation, the beast cultivator is not in the West City at all. He should be entangled in some trouble."

"Now that the time has come, there is nothing to worry about."

Master Fenglin quickened his pace. Because he was deliberately wearing a magical robe, his steps were silent and he didn't make any sound.

And in the blind spot of their vision, a group of shadows was crawling.

The ghost tiger is in the dark and has no disadvantages. The methods that the puppet cultivator thinks are hidden are as bright as torches in its eyes.

Only Master Fenglin hesitantly turned his head and looked behind him. Seeing that there was nothing strange at all, he continued towards the main hall.

Just when he was careless, the ghost tiger flashed past.

A chill ran down Fuyan's back, and he said in shock: "Kong Xianfa was still on my left just now, but he has disappeared."

Master Fenglin cursed a few times in his mind, and looked around and saw that Kong Xianfa was nowhere to be seen.

His first reaction was that Kong Xianfa was obsessed with it and chose to run away, but they all knew each other well.

Master Fenglin suppressed his distracting thoughts, feeling as if a strange beast was peeping in the darkness.

He secretly cursed a few times, but there was no way out now. If he returned in vain, the other cultivators would have their own agendas.

"Don't worry about it, I'll let him keep watch in the dark."

The puppet cultivators did not dare to be suspicious, and they arrived at the main hall after a while.

The door of the main hall was ajar, and Master Fenglin saw the statue at a glance. Because it was often watered with blood, the color was slightly dull.

He looked greedy, and pairs of baby hands and feet grew on both sides of his eyes.

"Leave someone to guard the door..."

Before Master Fenglin finished speaking, he noticed from the corner of his eye a black shadow rushing toward them. As soon as he turned around, there were only four people left in the team.

There was only one severed hand twitching in place.

All the puppet cultivators were afraid. Before they could even see the monster clearly, they were easily attacked by the opponent. The nameless temple was not easy.

"Master Fenglin, why don't we evacuate the mountain for now and wait another day..."

Master Fenglin stared at Fuyan with bloodshot eyes, murderous intent, and the latter couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He walked straight into the main hall and came to the statue.

The statue was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood. Master Fenglin knew that it was because believers sacrificed flesh and blood every day, and there must be a large number of corpses of strange beasts stored inside.

The other puppet cultivators came over one after another, unable to hold back the throbbing in their hearts.

"According to my observations over the past few days, there are at least two to three hundred monster corpses inside the statue. Think about how many spiritual materials there will be."

Master Fenglin's expression was distorted, he had already been carried away by greed.

He placed his right hand against the surface of the statue, and a crack opened in his palm, as if he was exploring the situation in the mustard space.

"Impossible, impossible."

Master Fenglin's face turned pale, and there was only residual blood left in the mustard space. The body of the strange beast had been captured first.

"How is it, Master Fenglin?"

Master Fenglin didn't know how to answer for a while, and his clothes were soaked all over.

He realized that the nameless temple might be the work of animal cultivators, and he was deeply involved in it. He couldn't help shouting hysterically.

"Don't you dare? Shopkeeper Shi has the soul lamp that will save our lives."

Master Fenglin's roar echoed in the main hall, but there was no response at all.

Fu Yan asked in a deep voice: "What is the situation? Is there a corpse of a strange beast in the statue? Who is the beast cultivator who is dealing with us?"

Master Fenglin let out a strange laugh, and the fact that multi-limb exercises can make his mental state unstable was clearly reflected in him.

Dong dong dong...

The sound of wooden fish tapping was heard.

At some point, a strange man in black robe appeared in the main hall. His appearance was unclear, and he was exuding a mixture of yellow and green spiritual power.

A puppet cultivator quickly walked towards the weirdo.

As a result, before he could get closer, the weirdo raised his head and revealed a sharp-mouthed thunderous face, his eyes full of murderous anger.

The mandrill puffed out poisonous smoke and pulled out an eyebrow-level stick from his side with both hands.

"ha……"

With just one blow, the neck of the puppet in front of him was bent at a 90-degree angle, his throat was pierced by the mandrill's tail, and blood splattered everywhere.

The mandrill screamed in excitement, caught up with Fuyan in three steps, and smashed its four legs with a stick.

"Show up, I know it's you!!"

"Shanhai layman!!!"

When Master Fenglin came to his senses, the baby's arm got into the eye socket. The moment the eyeball was gouged out, a shadow formed in the main hall.

The phantom is made up of arms, screaming and rushing towards the mandrill.

The mandrill was not afraid at all, but became more and more courageous as he fought. His mouth and nose made a swallowing posture, and his body swelled crazily to over four meters.

It completely ignored its own injuries, and its flesh and blood changed like one against three.

Ghost Tiger also joined the fight and bit off the neck of a puppet cultivator with his bloody mouth. The situation soon tilted towards Li Mo.

Master Fenglin couldn't help but want to quit.

Even with his cultivation in the middle stage of the Weak Crown, he was not invincible against the two spiritual beasts, but the pressure brought by Li Mo was too suffocating.

You can see how terrifying Li Mo is from the bounty of two thousand medium-grade spiritual stones on the bulletin board.

Li Mo's record in Duoji Mountain was already formidable. After establishing the foundation, he became even more unstoppable, and he already had a tendency to become a weak leader in the championship period.

When Master Fenglin thought of this, he couldn't help but want to give up.

puff.

His right eye exploded, and the multi-armed phantom he summoned was seriously injured, making Feng Lin more determined to escape.

Master Fenglin pretended to be desperate, taking advantage of the gap between his colleagues to entangle the tattooed beast, and at the cost of both arms, the spiritual power of Zhongdantian instantly returned to its peak.

He ducked and disappeared into the main hall, not caring whether he would encounter a monster or not, and ran towards the city.

Due to his damaged vision, Master Fenglin didn't pay attention to the surrounding terrain at all. It took him a while before he realized something was wrong.

He endured the pain in his eyes and found that he had arrived at an empty mass grave.

The names of the five puppet cultivators were clearly engraved on the row of tombstones in front of them. A hole had been dug for the sixth grave. While the real person in Fenglin was stunned, tentacles of flesh and blood were wrapped around his hands and feet.

The mountain of corpses sustains their lives, and they cannot survive without seeking death.

Li Mo stayed inside the statue the entire time.

He watched as the number of residents in the Yin sub-peak increased to seven, and the spiritual energy concentration increased by about 30%, and the spiritual materials could not help but thrive.

With Li Mo's methods and preparation in advance, it was too easy to deal with several puppet cultivators of the same level.

He even hoped for more waves of people to come.

Li Mo calmly continued to practice in seclusion, and at the same time divided the last Peiyuan Fruit, which had three hundred years of medicinal power, into six.
To be continued...