"Do you wish I was dying sooner or whatever!"

Li Xichen's hair was unkempt and he blasted at Zhang Qiong, and the anger in his heart had already reached its peak! Whoever dangled in the sky for several hours must not be scared to death!

Zhang Qiong was hammered so that he didn't react at all, just frowned, stared coldly at the nearby Anle Town with a tense and angry face, and only squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth for a long time, "Yin Qi is thick, filth gathers!"

Li Xichen stopped playing knowingly, looking at the peaceful town in front of him that had been covered by a group of black fog, and his heart was filled with unease.

"Who the hell has such a great ability and gathers so much yin qi!" she shrunk her neck in horror, obviously frightened by this sky-high yin qi.

Zhang Qiong shook his head lightly and said, "Just like that little brother said, I'm afraid the whole town is buried inside." ”

"Buried inside?" Li Xichen exclaimed for no reason.

Zhang Qiong looked away, glanced at her a little coldly, and didn't want to explain more, so he got up directly and walked into the town, and before leaving, he dropped his words and said: "You wait here for Wang Xingzhi and them, I'll go in first to find out the situation!"

Before Li Xichen could answer, Zhang Qiong had already submerged into the yin qi, like a stone sinking into the sea, no matter how she shouted, she couldn't hear the slightest movement inside.

"This yin qi is really special, and it is almost catching up with the nine mysterious qi. She shuddered and waited outside for the others to arrive.

The slanting sun on the horizon was gradually replaced by a bright moon, and the whole Anle town was even more death-like silence, Zhang Qiong walked on the empty street, no matter how he shouted, he didn't see half a figure.

"The yin qi is so strong, ordinary people are estimated to be half cold when they inhale it, how can anyone be alive. Zhang Qiong shook his head helplessly, and was about to continue exploring.

Suddenly, a strange flute sound came from all directions, it was a dead town, but now the sound added a bit of weirdness.

"This flute can actually be transmitted into the Divine Sea, it is really unusual!" Zhang Qiong's face was a little ugly, those who could use vocal music to hit the Divine Sea, most of the cultivators were about to catch up with him.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The wind began to rage after the sound of the flute, and the sound of crying instantly echoed from all corners, Zhang Qiong was terrified, presumably those who had already died began to act as demons.

"The Demon of the God Killer Sect is here, if you don't show up again, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhang Qiong looked around for a while, and the sound of the flute seemed to be more violent.

The crying intensified, and hurried footsteps began to be heard in all directions, as if a group of things were coming.

"Even if you're the head of the Godkiller Cult, you'll have to die here if you come in!"

A gray shadow quietly appeared, and the cold voice was even more disdainful, Zhang Qiong gritted his teeth and hit a backhand with a sinister aura, but it only dispersed the shadow.

His voice began to echo in the yin qi, and even became extremely distant, "I hope you can have a good time with me!"

"Damn!"

There was a loud bang, and rows of people with highly rotten skin stared at Zhang Qiong with disgust, and then pounced on him with teeth and claws.

Zhang Qiong squinted, his face was unprecedentedly cold, and he clasped his hands together and whispered: "You want to kill me with this little trick?"

As he spoke, he even sacrificed a black wild dragon from his palm, and the dragon was as fast as lightning in the yin qi, and it didn't take long for it to wreak havoc among the zombies.

It's just that the sound of the flute became lighter and lighter, and the movements of the zombies became more and more violent, and the dragon condensed by Zhang Qiong only swept the surroundings clean, and it couldn't resist such a huge number at all.

Zhang Qiong's face sank like water, and as he watched the dragon dissipate into the air little by little, he couldn't help but burst out again: "Since your flute can increase the strength of those things, I don't know if you can win my evil energy!"

He didn't talk nonsense, he slapped his palms on the ground and shouted directly: "Evil Gray Zone!"

Clusters of black evil qi began to spread throughout the town, and the yin qi and evil qi were mixed together, completely shielding the invasion of the flute.

It seems that Zhang Qiong's evil qi is even stronger than this sky-high yin qi.

Seeing that the sound of the flute was completely covered, Zhang Qiong was about to start a killing ring, when a tall black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and a tall axe smashed directly towards Zhang Qiong.

Zhang Qiong shouted unhappily: "His grandmother's, I also want to learn to sneak attack with this little ability, go and die!"

He quickly condensed two black dragon heads with his evil qi, and in just a moment's effort, he directly hammered out the figure in front of him with both palms.

What made Zhang Qiong puzzled was that the man was punched by himself alive, and he didn't even let out the slightest scream, and Zhang Qiong seemed to be hammered on the steel plate, and his fists were black with pain.

"He ...... Poisonous!" Zhang Qiong's eyes widened, obviously the other party was deliberately standing and not hiding.

"You can just stay here and wait for death, the poison of the Nine Yin I created has no one to cure except me!" she smiled strangely, as if there was another zombie puppet in her hand.

Zhang Qiong knelt on the ground in silence, looking at the two arms that had completely turned black, the yin qi in his palms was comparable to an ice cave, and he was shivering from the cold.

"Dashan, don't hurry up and kill him!"

Her voice became extremely cold, and the shadow that had been slapped away by Zhang Qiong hit again, only this time the difference was that the Yin Qi could not continue to hide it.

"This is ......" Zhang Qiong's eyes widened inexplicably, and standing in front of him was a tall and mighty zombie, which was full of disgusting rancid smell, and its body was covered with many strange insects, which made people unbearable to look at.

"My pet - the strong man of the melting sea, the mountain!"

An unspeakable warning spread out from Zhang Qiong's heart, it was already heavy on the other party's Nine Yin poison, and it didn't matter if he couldn't cast spells with his hands, in order to suppress the poisonous gas running around, he had to use spiritual power to resist, and it was really a bit difficult to deal with such a big guy at the moment.

"He is a corpse that I refined with eighty-one poisons, if your flesh and skin touch him, you will also see the consequences!" She was arrogant, and she regarded Zhang Qiong as garbage.

"Did I just hit him like this just now?" Zhang Qiong grimaced, his expression was grim, and he stared coldly at the mountain that was rushing towards him.

"My new toy is coming!"

With the other party's screams, Zhang Qiong swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and shouted lightly: "Melt into the darkness!"

His body immediately dissipated into the air, blending with the evil aura, leaving no trace, as if it had not appeared.

"Damn, let him escape!" she roared coldly, and hurriedly played the flute to manipulate the zombies to find them.

Zhang Qiong was already hiding in a bungalow at this time, looking pale at the fact that the poison of the Nine Yin had begun to spread to his whole body, and he believed that he would finish playing it soon.

"It's really damn it, it's the first time I've been chased and beaten!" Zhang Qiong sighed weakly: "It's really fucking evil enough." ”

If the scenery is killed in battle, it is another story, but he fled to the dark and was poisoned, a group of aggrieved people, how to say that he is also a strong man in the middle stage of the transformation of gods, so casually it is cold, but he must not be laughed to death by the world.

Feeling that breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and the strength around him was gradually being emptied, Zhang Qiong hung his head weakly, believing that his life would soon come to an end.

"I'm so embarrassed that I'm going to die for Mao, I didn't even see the other party's hair...... Alas!" He was still struggling unwillingly in his heart, but the spiritual power in his body became weaker and weaker, and a deep sense of frustration arose......