Ancient corpse, no, Wu Liang played with the resentment in his hand, looking at the poor worm dying and struggling in the pit, he enjoyed this feeling of controlling the life and death of others.

In the big pit, Lu Changqing helped Tian Zhiguang to retreat to the corner, leaned Tian Zhiguang against the corner, and stood in front of him.

Light blue mixed with lake blue flames emanated from Lu Changqing's body.

From a distance, it looks like a Super Saiyan transformation.

The middle-aged couple were trapped on the pillar, but the two were lucky, and they were both leaning on the pillar.

Except for the middle-aged man's pale face due to excessive blood loss, there was nothing serious.

The thin Taoist priest was more unlucky, and was pressed under the pillar.

As for the fat monk, he leaned against the corner in despair, babbling in his mouth.

For the group of four people opposite, Lu Changqing did not fall into the well and did not mean to help.

The story of the farmer and the snake was deeply experienced when he was a child.

In mid-air, Wu Liang stretched out his index finger, and his resentment turned into a black light wave, shooting towards the big pit on the ground!!

At this moment, a fire phoenix transformed into a golden aura flew from the entrance of Fenglin Village.

The fire phoenix passed through the light wave of resentment, like a spark jumping into a gasoline barrel, and below Wu Liang, along with the endless resentment under his feet, was instantly evaporated under the raging golden flames, and the flames lit up the entire night sky.

Wu Liang staggered, looking at the golden fire phoenix with a shocked expression.

At this moment, a figure rushed from a distance.

Using the ground as a pedal, he jumped high, holding a zhan saber (actually a sensitive word) in both hands.

There was a golden flame on the knife,

Under the illumination of the flames, Lu Changqing could barely see what the person was wearing.

He wore a ponytail, a rose-red gothic dress, and a pair of small black leather boots on his feet.

Wu Liang could only repeat his old tricks, and a black resentment shield appeared in front of him, however,

Zhan's saber cut through the shield in an instant like cutting tofu, and together with Wu Liang behind the shield, it was halved and turned into ashes in the tyrannical golden flames.

Wu Liang, the reborn, died.

Before he died, Wu Liang had only one thought in his mind, why? Shouldn't the reborn self be the protagonist?

As the Fire Phoenix Strike raged, Lu Changqing put away the flames on his body and watched the battle in mid-air.

After killing Wu Liang with a knife, the person jumped down from mid-air and stopped on the stone platform in the big pit.

With the light of the fire in mid-air that had not completely dissipated, Lu Changqing saw the appearance of the person who came.

With a ponytail, a white and tender goose-faced face, long eyelashes, a pair of beautiful apricot eyes blinking, a small straight nose, and a pink cherry mouth.

Under the support of a rose-red gothic dress, it is more and more beautiful.

However, after seeing the zhan saber standing at his side, the corners of Lu Changqing's mouth twitched,

All the beautiful pictures are not worthy of the knife engraved in my mind.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fire had not completely dissipated, Lu Changqing hurriedly looked at the saber of Zhan.

The whole body of the zhan saber is fiery red, lifelike like a phoenix with wings spread, and the flames spewed out by the phoenix opening its mouth constitute the blade of the zhan saber.

The length of the knife is about 1.8 meters, and the handle occupies about two-fifths of the length.

The width of the knife is about 30 centimeters, and the blade is bent in an arc to reach the tip of the knife.

After looking around at the situation in the big pit, the visitor frowned, stretched out his hand and waved it gently,

The middle-aged couple and the thin Taoist priest tied to the pillar in the corner were instantly freed, and under the control of the comer, they flew to the bottom of the stone platform.

Looking at the people on the stone platform, Lu Changqing helped Tian Yuguang out of the corner of the big pit.

As for the fat monk, he continued to nest in the corner with a dejected face.

The visitor jumped down from the stone platform, stuck his saber on the ground, and said to the middle-aged couple and the thin Taoist:

"Tell me, what's the situation, why are you tied to a pillar?"

The thin Taoist priest lowered his head, and after glancing at Lu Changqing's direction with a resentful expression, he raised his head and said hysterically:

"Fairy, it is he who tied us to the pillar, and it is he who will sacrifice our blood to the demon who was slain by the fairy. ”

After speaking, the thin Taoist raised his hand and pointed to Lu Changqing, who walked in front of the stone platform.

The person who came turned around, glanced at Lu Changqing, who was walking over with Tian Yiguang, frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Are you sure? You know, everybody, everybody, is responsible for their actions. ”

As he spoke, the person who came stretched out his hand, held the hilt of the zhan saber, and turned it slightly.

A trace of panic flashed on the thin Taoist's face, and he said firmly:

"Fairy, I'm sure, I swear to God, everything I say is true, and if there is a lie, then I will not die well. ”

The face of the person who came became heavy, and a person dared to swear by his own net worth.

At this moment, the pillar behind Lu Changqing, who was leaning against the corner, was affected by the aftermath of the previous battle and fell.

"Bang" slammed into the ground, splashing dust.

The people in front of the stone platform, after hearing the sound, collectively turned their heads to look at the corner.

What everyone didn't notice was that the short knife that the fat monk shot at Lu Changqing before was inserted into the pillar after Lu Changqing dodged;

However, after the pillar fell, with the force of the shock of the pillar falling, the short knife flew into the air and fell again.

Just when everyone turned their heads to look around the corner,

A scream of "ah" came,

Everyone hurriedly turned back,

I saw that the thin Taoist priest sitting on the ground had a short knife stuck in his head, and blood kept coming out of the knife.

Coming: "..."

Lu Changqing: "..."

Middle-aged couple: "..."

Tian lost light: "..."

The slap in the face came too quickly like a tornado.

Thin Taoist, pawn.

The scene was very awkward for a while.

The comer's face became expressionless, he reached out and pulled out the zhan saber, and inserted it very hard, saying:

"Who's going to elaborate on what happened?"

The wife of the middle-aged couple had tears in her eyes, and said with a crying face:

"Fairy, what the Taoist priest said just now is false, the real situation is that the monk of Taihe Temple accidentally found the corpse that was killed by the fairy, and wanted to refine it into an incarnation outside the body, but he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the resentment of the corpse, so,

Therefore, I used the magic incense to charm the five of us, including the two little brothers, and planned to use the blood sacrifice to activate the formation to suppress the resentment in the corpse's body;

But he didn't expect that the little brother who was standing was unaffected;

Under the entanglement between the little brother and the monk Zhiran, we survived by luck;

If it weren't for the little brother, we, we would have died. ”

The visitor's face softened, and after glancing at Lu Changqing, he continued:

"Then why did this Taoist priest lie and accuse him?"

The middle-aged woman continued:

"When we first entered Fenglin Village, the little brother reminded us that they saw that the way they came had disappeared and they couldn't get out;

But at first we didn't believe it, thinking it was a lie told by the two little brothers.

And the Taoist priest kept ridiculing the two little brothers for this;

Even when we were fascinated by the monk and were about to be sacrificed by blood, the Taoist priest was still scolding the two little brothers, saying that it was all because the two little brothers were to blame for causing him to fall to this point. ”

Anger appeared on the face of the person who came, and after glancing at the corpse of the thin Taoist, he said:

"It's really cheap for him to die like this. ”

Then, the person who came took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

After a while, a group of people in black uniforms, with flashlights, appeared above the pit.