God, why did it get dark for no reason?

Ye Lingyue stopped.

At the end of the mental strength test, around noon, the sun was just right, and it was only a quarter of an hour before she left the Alchemist Association. But at this time, the sky was pitch black, as if it had suddenly reached midnight.

Not only that, Ye Lingyue had never walked through the street beneath her feet.

All the leaves of the trees planted around had fallen off, as if winter had entered in an instant.

A large number of hungry corpse owls stood on the branches, their blood-red eyes looked like countless red will-o'-wisps in the dark night, eerie.

What's even weirder is that there is a bloody moon in the sky.

"Jie Jie, damn little bitch, you actually dare to steal my master's championship title. This time, I will make you miserable and miserable."

suddenly

A line of green smoke emerged from the ground, and Master Lian, dressed in gray robes, appeared three feet away from Ye Lingyue.

There were several strange flying daggers floating around him. Those flying daggers were exactly the same as the spiritual flying daggers that Ye Lingyue picked up earlier.

"It's you. You're not from the Alchemist Association. Who are you?" Ye Lingyue shrank her beautiful eyes and stared at Master Lian.

The surrounding environment is very strange. The trees and houses on both sides are twisted and look like phantoms.

"Who is the Licheng Alchemist Association? Who am I? Open your eyes and take a look." Master Lian tore off his clothes with a "swish" sound. There was also a blood robe covered in his gray robe, the style of which was similar to that of the Alchemist.

The association's alchemist uniforms are somewhat similar.

But on the lapel of the blood robe are embroidered the marks of four blood cauldrons.

"I am Lian Bi, a disciple of the Central Plains Supreme Immortal Sect. I was really deceived by you, a hateful little girl, earlier. You are actually a Sanding Alchemist." Master Lian's waxy face said,

A hint of ferocious color was revealed.

Following his master's orders, he tried to sneak into the Licheng Alchemist Association as an undercover agent. Unexpectedly, he met his sworn enemy along the way and was injured. He had to hide in Qiufeng Town to recover from his injuries.

Lian Bi had coveted Ye Lingyue's beauty earlier, but he didn't notice that she was also an alchemist who cultivated spiritual power.

"So, it was you who stopped me at the Ye family's birthday banquet that day. You stopped me again and again. This time, I want to destroy you first and then enjoy your body." Lian Bi raised his head.

He raised his right hand, and his sickly skin color was coated with red light under the blood moon.

I saw a blood-red spiritual power flowing out of his body, and several flying daggers buzzed as if they had heard the order.

There was a sharp sound, and the sword's light was like blood, rushing toward his face.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue swung out her fists and made several thunder flashes. The thunder flashes formed by her vitality struck at the flying dagger.

Those flying daggers were shaken back several feet by Yuan Li.

"The eighth level of body refining, it seems that the earlier news from the Shanhai Gang and Song Guangyi were wrong. However, the eighth level of body refining is in front of me, and there is only one way to die." Lian Bihu spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into

Several blood arrows were integrated into the flying daggers.

As soon as the flying dagger was stained with blood, it began to tremble violently. Like weeds in a prairie fire, countless capillaries grew on the flying dagger.

As soon as the blood vessels sprouted, the blood daggers that had been forced back by the Thunder Fist surged in strength. Three flying daggers were seen accelerating in the air, and the air was distorted.

Swish Swish Swish Keng

Three golden lights accompanied by a cold glow appeared from Ye Lingyue's side and hit the three flying daggers.

Hey, the three blood-patterned flying daggers were penetrated by the ambergris needles, and there were three tiny holes in the daggers.

The moment the flying dagger broke through, Lian Bi's face darkened.

The blood-marked flying dagger is a flying dagger refined by the sorcery of the Supreme Immortal Cult. The person who refines it needs to feed the flying dagger with his own flesh and blood from time to time. Once the flying dagger absorbs the flesh and blood, its power will be extraordinary, but if it flies

If the dagger is injured, the owner of the flying dagger will also feel the same pain.

Three ambergris needles were floating quietly beside Ye Lingyue.

Lian Bi's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that this little bitch was actually carrying a treasure like an ambergris needle.

When he realized this, Lian Bi's eyes burned with greed.

"Jiejie, it's a pity that I can't enjoy such a delicate beauty. But don't worry, your sweet and delicious flesh and blood will definitely add some power to my Siamese Ghost Smoke."

Lian Bi shouted gloomily.

I saw that his body once again turned into a huge green smoke. The green smoke came so fast that not even the ambergris needle could break it. In an instant, the green smoke was like a dark cloud, pressing towards Ye

Ling Yue.

The green smoke was extraordinary. As soon as it approached Ye Lingyue, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss. She was so cold that her whole body was about to be swallowed up.

Ordinary people would be eroded away as soon as they come into contact with the evil green smoke, but Ye Lingyue is different. She has taken red sun ginseng, and the yang energy in her body is very strong.

The dried cauldron in Ye Lingyue's palm seemed to have discovered some delicious food. She shook it and inhaled the green smoke that had melted from the wall.

"No" Lian Bi hadn't seen clearly what was going on.

Ye Lingyue probed with her five fingers, and there was a strong suction in her right hand. With an irresistible force, she hit the vital part of the wall with her hand, and then, three ambergris needles pierced the wall.

Tian Ling Gai.

Lianbi's eye sockets were stretched tight, and his body fell to the ground, lifeless.

Ye Lingyue gasped for air and sat on the ground.

The moment the green smoke was sucked away by the dry cauldron, the surrounding street scene disappeared, and Ye Lingyue found herself leaning in a remote alleyway.

It seems that the illusion of the street scene just now was created by the smoke of this company's master.

Ghost Smoke of Siam

Ye Lingyue remembered that Lian Bi called it that.

It seems that it is a special weapon of a cult. If it had not been for Ye Lingyue who was holding a dry cauldron, a few more three cauldron alchemists would have been killed by the green smoke.

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Ye Lingyue first searched Lian Bi's body and pulled out a small package from his body.

Looking at what was inside, in addition to two or three banknotes, there was also a blood skull token and a worn-out jade carving.

The jade carving records the method of refining Siam ghost smoke.

Although the Siamese Ghost Smoke has infinite uses, it is, after all, the product of evil alchemists. If used casually, it can easily lead to misunderstandings from the Great Xia Alchemist Association. You must find a way to drive away the evil spirit before you can use it.

"It's a pity that we didn't ask about the purpose of the Taishang Immortal Sect's infiltration into Licheng." Ye Lingyue frowned and glanced at the ground, where the three blood-patterned daggers left by Lian Bi were still on the ground.

Ye Lingyue collected all these things and then walked tiredly to Ye Mansion. She planned to find a way to refine the Siam Ghost Smoke and those daggers after she recovered her energy.
Chapter completed!