In the strange sound that kept echoing, the fat and thin head Tuo only felt cold all over, and their eyes instantly turned into a gray and white color, and countless yin and evil breaths continued to seep into their bodies.

A round of burning red sun phantom immediately appeared on the two of them.

When the fireworks took off, the surging yin aura was immediately turned into nothingness.

The two of them immediately formed a defensive formation back to back, and the Red Sun Phantom that appeared on their bodies immediately connected together, forming a larger round of Red Sun Phantom, shrouding the two of them in the fiery Red Sun.

It's just that even though this red sun is shining, the gray mist in front of him still fills the entire horizon.

"It's a circle. ”

The fat man looked at the red sun in front of him, which only illuminated less than a foot of land, and whispered.

The thin man beside him immediately nodded, indicating that he already knew.

He quietly glanced at the fat man beside him, then clasped his hands into fists and shouted towards the gray world in front of him.

"I don't know where the master is coming, and I hope to report to Wan'er, so that my brothers and sisters know, which immortal they have offended?"

"Immortals...... Immortal ......"

The thin man's voice was immediately heard, and a huge echo continued to echo in this strange world. But no one answered his question, and there was a dead silence in the gray mist world, and only the faint sound of breathing could be heard from the two of them.

It was as if he were the only two living people left in the world.

After waiting for a long time, and after getting no answer, the two looked at each other, and their hearts were cold.

It's not good!

The fat man immediately stepped out and threatened the empty surroundings, "Your Excellency trapped the two of us for no reason, but you want to get along with me Sanyang?"

"Hehe~!!"

In the dead silence of the world, there was immediately a disdainful laugh.

The two immediately turned to look to the left, where the laughter came.

When the two turned around, the palms of one fat and one thin had already been put together, and the red sun shrouded in the top of the two people's heads immediately shrank in the palms of the two, and the red light was pervasive, and the heat wave was amazing.

"Chop. ”

With the roar of the two of them, a fiery thin red light burst out from the palms of the two of them, and then slashed straight down, as if to split the strange world in front of them.

The red light suddenly spread out at a speed that could not be told in words, and the entire world shrouded in gray and white mist was pierced by this red light in an instant.

The gray mist that permeated the eyes was like a watermelon that had been cut, split into two petals, and then dissipated, revealing the original deserted village.

"The magic circle, broken!"

The fat man felt most of the mana in his body, and then looked at the deserted village that revealed its original appearance, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

He immediately patted the thin man behind him, and said, "Thin man, let's withdraw first, let's talk about it, and wait for the flag to come." ”

It's just that Meng is not out of focus, and the thin man who is not away from Meng does not immediately answer his words, but he reaches out and pats it and feels very wrong.

He, no one behind him?

The fat man will immediately see that there is still a thin man behind him.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong with the deserted village in front of him.

There was a dead silence in front of him, not to mention the thin man who disappeared behind him, and even the group of "Daozi" who should have appeared in the corner could no longer see the slightest shadow.

"Isn't right! I'm still in the circle?"

The fat man immediately turned around, drummed up the remaining mana in his body, and was about to walk outside the house.

"Whether it's in the circle or not, go out first, stay here and just sit still. ”

As soon as the fat man walked out of the door, he immediately felt that something was wrong with the deserted village in front of him.

The entrance was a dilapidated mud house, with dry leaves covering the ground and a black crow standing on the bare branches.

The old crow stared at him and let out a croaking and rough hiss.

The fat man immediately stopped and stared at the crow in front of him.

In this cold winter wax moon, how can there be crows?

He moved slowly, carefully observing his surroundings for possible anomalies and attacks.

Dilapidated eaves.

Mottled falling wall skin.

Window covered with waste paper and white ash.

A remnant well of dead leaves.

and, not far away, the figure hanging under the crooked-necked tree.

"Huh?

The fat man reacted immediately, his eyes widened, staring at the figure under the crooked neck tree, and he could vaguely see that somewhat familiar face was full of horror and despair.

The figure crossed his hands and pointed at himself, his pale lips constantly opening and closing, as if to say something.

The fat man looked at the sudden appearance of a figure, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost. I'd like to see what tricks you're up to.

He took out a handful of saltpeter-scented projectiles from his waist pocket, and kept rubbing them in his hands, a little spark mixed with a trace of blue electric light constantly flickering in his palm.

Soon, he walked not far in front of the crooked neck tree, and he looked at the figure cautiously, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt. At the same time, I could hear what the figure in front of me was constantly saying.

"Escape..... Run......

"Escape..... Run......

The fat man took another step forward, and finally saw his face clearly.

"Why, it's kind of like ...... Me!"

The fat man's hair trembled for a moment, and the slightest cold air rushed straight to his head from the soles of his feet.

The figure in front of him, who was exactly like himself, also raised his head and saw him at the same time, and his own appearance was immediately reflected in his bloodshot, round eyes.

"Escape..... Run......

The hoarse and distorted voice made the fat man subconsciously smash the projectile in his hand.

In the smoke of thunder and fire, the figure was blown apart and drenched in blood, and he dangled the hemp rope hanging around his neck, his lips white, and made a strange sound.

"Escape..... Run...... He's coming. ”

"He's coming. ”

"It's coming. ”

Countless voices echoed together, and the fat man subconsciously took a step back.

In front of him, countless figures identical to himself slowly climbed out of the walls, from the ground, and from the trees, repeating the same sentence in their mouths.

"He... Here it comes. ”

The figure kept crawling towards him, and there was no way back around the fat man.

"Shit, Gan Linniang, what the hell is coming, the fat man wants him to die. ”

The frightened fat man instantly became manic, and he agitated the mana of his whole body, waving out one fiery mana after another in the reverberating sound.

"Die, give me all death. ”

In the fat man's violent gasp, a bright moon suddenly rose in front of his eyes.

Before the fat head hit the ground, he faintly heard a cold and merciless voice.

"Two slashes!"

........

The gray mist slowly dissipated, and the Laoshan Taoist priest looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him with a sword and a spell, two heads that suddenly fell to the ground, and a slender and strange knife floating in the air.

He subconsciously waved his hands, and a leaf calamus sword was erected in front of him.

Zhang Jiao slowly swept his face and the grass-headed sword erected beside him, and then tilted his head to look at the ground.

His figure swayed, and a faceless face gradually appeared on his pale face, which poked out, and then sniffed lightly.

Among the leaders who fell from the ground, two illusory, dazed and unconscious souls were immediately pulled out and sucked into his nose like smoke.

The Laoshan Taoist priest was shocked when he saw it, and blurted out.

"Demon Dao, you dare to devour the living soul?"

Zhang Jiao glanced at him when he heard this, and the ominous blood in his eyes was depressed, and he was about to lose his breath.

The Laoshan Taoist priest immediately closed his eyes, not daring to look him directly into the eyes.

Zhang Jiao grinned, and with a light move, the long knife floating in the air immediately flew back into his palm, turning into a metallic-colored white ghost.

The gray-white aura surged again, enveloping him and the dozens of children curled up in the corner of the wall and disappeared in an instant.

The Laoshan Taoist priest immediately opened his eyes, and in the empty dilapidated house, only the bonfire was still burning.

His eyes widened and he yelled into the distance.

"Demon Dao, put the child down quickly. ”

It's just that no one responded to him at all.

In the cold wind howling, the young Laoshan Taoist priest gritted his teeth.

He squatted down, and suddenly punched himself in the nose, the red nosebleed kept dripping, he hurriedly caught the nosebleed with his hand, and drew the appearance of a yellow dog with the nosebleed on the yellow paper he took out.

"Listen to my orders, the divine dog chases the enemy. ”

The yellow fu immediately spontaneously combusted, and wisps of green smoke came out of the yellow fu.

The Laoshan Taoist priest immediately put the yellow charm under his nose and held his breath to smoke the green smoke. Then he lay on the ground like a dog, constantly sniffing the breath on the ground.

"Wang. ”

After a long moment, he suddenly stood up, his face beaming with joy.

"Here. Barking. ”

The Laoshan Taoist priest immediately ran out of the deserted house, stuffed two peach cards with horses carved into his leggings, and shouted, "Drive." ”

Two loud neighing sounds rang out from his legs.

The Laoshan Taoist priest's legs quickly alternated, and he ran out of the deserted village with a puff of smoke and ran in the direction of Huayin County.

On the other side, the gray and white mist runs through the deserted village and Huayin County in a straight line.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen children have landed in front of each house.

Yun Niang, who returned home in despair, leaned on the wooden cabinet in a daze, and tears couldn't stop dripping.

She held a pair of cotton shoes worn by children and kept whispering.

"Roots, my roots, where are you? Heavenly gods and Buddhas, please give me back the roots! Give me back! Just give me back the roots, and let me do anything." ”

"Mother's !!"

Just as she was praying, a longing voice suddenly appeared in her ears.

Yun Niang rushed out of the door like a drowning man grasping the last straw.

I saw a tiger-headed kid crying and shouting and banging on the door.

"Mother!"

"Roots!!

Yun Niang hugged her heart and liver, and tears kept flowing down like a flood that burst the embankment.

"Gen'er, Gen'er, where have you gone? ”

I don't know how to explain it to her.

Yun Niang didn't care about this, she hugged her roots, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to the sky.

Under the darkness of the night.

Zhang Jiao stood quietly on the low head of the city, looking at the people in the city slowly lighting up, listening to the exclamations of joy, and suddenly felt that this dead and silent small county town was a little more lively.

He raised his head, and the four arms stretched out behind him hugged him tighter and tighter, and the thick evil aura spread on him, and the hidden face was a little unclear.

"It's time to go. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the evil qi on his body that was about to disperse, and turned around to leave the county.

If you stay any longer, I'm afraid this place will be polluted by him and become a ghost.

Suddenly, just as he was leaving.

In the darkness, a strange force descended and converged on him. Fang Tian's edict, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly flickered, greedily absorbing these powers.

Zhang Jiao froze in place, feeling the colorful brilliance that slowly flowed from Fang Tian's edict, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"This is the power of incense?"