Ge Tian looked up at the middle-aged military general on the city wall and said with a smile:

"Yes, yes! The Lord Guard said, the three of us will go up to the city wall to guard the city. ”

"No, no, no!"

The middle-aged military general stretched out a finger and shook it gently, and then pointed at Lu Ying and Zhang Wenqi beside Ge Tian and said.

"As long as the two of them defend the city, you might as well hide in the city. ”

Lu Ying and Zhang Wenqi looked at each other when they heard this, but they didn't expect that the guards in the city would drive away the strongest person and let him go to the city wall. Oh, yes, now the captain's cultivation has been completely hidden like a mortal, and it is normal for the guards to look down on him.

Ge Tian looked at Lu Ying and Zhang Wenqi beside him, nodded, and said:

"Since the Lord Commander has named the two of you to help defend the city, then you should go up and defend the city with all your might!"

"Yes, young master!"

The confused two said without answering.

"Soldiers, come up!"

The city's guard said.

Ge Tian waved his hand at the two of them, then turned and walked towards the galloping horse city.

This time, no one stopped him.

And Lu Ying and Zhang Wenqi climbed the stairs to the city under the supervision of a group of soldiers.

Ge Tian, who was walking towards the city, said to the two:

"If you have something, touch me with your spiritual sense!"

Ge Tian leaned out of his body, covering the surrounding area of 1,200 meters, walking in the city, constantly probing for abnormalities in the city.

Looking at the mortals who hurriedly walked on the streets, carrying the materials to defend the city, even if they were uneasy in their hearts, they still acted in an orderly manner under the command of the court officials, maybe holding the galloping horse city was their hope for survival.

"Huh?"

When Ge Tian's spiritual sense swept through the firewood room of a small courtyard, he found a congenital person sneakily hiding in the woodpile.

You must know that if you can make a person who cultivates an immortal put down the shelf and hide in the dirty woodpile, then what he wants must be not small!

Ge Tian walked briskly towards the small courtyard.

Three minutes later, I came to the alley at the back wall of the small courtyard, turned my head around, and found no one else.

He jumped lightly onto the straw roof, but did not make a sound.

Lying quietly on the roof, staring at the movement in the courtyard, the spiritual sense of the foundation Yae vaguely locked on the person.

Unexpectedly, this wait was most of the day, and the innate person was really patient, so he sat quietly in the woodstack and did not move.

The sun is setting in the west, and the sky is getting dark.

But the man still didn't move, and Ge Tian's patience was not covered, and he lay on the straw roof calmly.

Even when the family came home after a busy day and carried the firewood in front of him to burn the pot, the innate man did not move.

If he hadn't opened his eyes and looked at it, the breath on his body was still there, and Ge Tian would have thought that he was waiting for a dead man.

......

It wasn't until the third pole of the moon that the man suddenly moved.

I saw the black-robed man carefully remove the firewood in front of him and walked out of the firewood room.

Then, in Ge Tian's perception, his spiritual sense frantically poked around, and after finding no abnormality, he walked to a well in the small courtyard.

The eyes on his blurry face showed a hideous madness.

With a flick of his hand, a cloth bag appeared in his hand, and he untied the tether at the mouth of the bag, and dumped the powder in the bag into the well.

Ge Tian's expression froze, and the word "poisoning" appeared in his mind.

opened his mouth and blew lightly, and all the powder poured out was blown to the ground by Ge Tian on the side and disappeared.

At the same time, the weeds growing on the ground turned from green to yellow and then to black in an instant, and finally died, exuding a faint corpse smell.

This made Ge Tian even more sure that the person who caused the trouble this time was a member of the Corpse Yin Sect!

The disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect who did not pour the corpse powder into the well frowned, thinking that what Senior Brother said was right, this task is really not simple!

Reaching out again, there was still nothing out of the ordinary.

Ge Tian felt his faint spiritual sense that could only reach out more than ten meters, and unremittingly pulled the corners of his mouth.

I saw that the disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect took out a bag of corpse powder again and dumped it into the well, but another strong wind blew the powder to the ground without any problems.

The black-clothed corpse Yin Sect disciple turned his head and looked around, but he still didn't find anything, but how could there be such a strange thing!

The frown on his brow could tell that he was puzzled by this!

This time he was in a hurry, so he took out the corpse powder and threw it into the well.

However, an even stronger gust of wind blew up on the ground, blowing away the rope at the mouth of the cloth bag, and the corpse powder inside covered his face!

No matter how stupid he is this time, he knows that the situation is wrong!

He pulled out his sleeve and wiped his face, stuffing a black pill into his mouth.

Corpse powder antidote, before the corpse changes, it can detoxify the corpse.

Then his eyes swept in all directions with a sharp gaze, and he said lightly:

"Who dares to destroy Uncle Ben's good deeds!"

Ge Tian poked out with one hand, and a fiery red aura hand directly grabbed his neck and carried him in front of him.

The disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect looked at the humanoid white flame in front of him, and he was still wearing clothes.

A strange word that did not distinguish between yin and yang came into his ears.

"Corpse Yin Sect?"

When the man in black in the congenital stage heard these three sons, his face changed, and he knew that he was completely exposed, and he was about to commit suicide immediately.

Ge Tian's heart moved, and the spiritual fire drilled into his body, imprisoning all his actions, and the faint temperature scorched his internal organs.

The man in black in the innate stage felt Ge Tian's methods and shouted without losing his voice:

"Bone Spirit Sect senior, don't kill me!"

Although Ge Tian was stunned in his heart when he heard this, there was no change on the surface, and if there was a change, it was also blocked by the fire.

The Bone Spirit Sect, another evil sect of the Liang Kingdom, specializes in cultivating the Cold Fire of the Bone Spirit, a legendary fire of the underworld, white, which burns the soul of the enemy, so that the soul of the person is scattered, and he cannot be reborn forever.

If you don't discern it carefully, it is really similar to the white flame burning on Ge Tian's body.

"Oh, why don't I kill you?"

"I know that my predecessors also have a crush on the living people in this city, and I can persuade my sect senior brother to retreat and change to a mortal city. ”

"It's up to you?"

"I, I, I ......"

"Where's your brother?"

The disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect who heard the senior's question turned dark, and he didn't know where the senior brother was now, just a marginal disciple who had been sent to poison.

"It seems that you don't know anything, and there is only one way for worthless people!"

Looking at the dancing white flames, the Corpse Yin Sect disciple shouted in horror:

"I know!

"Huh, what do you know?"

"The purpose of my sect senior brother this time is to use the blood of the whole city to train a Jindan-level You Zombie!"

"What else do you know?"

"I'm ......"

"Ahh

The black-clothed Corpse Yin Sect disciple was completely wrapped in white fire, and after a few minutes, it turned into ashes.

With a wave of Ge Tian's sleeves, the ashes dissipated in the night wind.