And all this, always quiet and terrible, without a single sound.

Zhou Ze's body was crooked, he spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, the hand holding the Shifangzi frost pen trembled, and the whole person was almost paralyzed to the side.

Zhao An and Han Da saw a look of shock in each other's eyes, this Zhou Ze's Dao method is really endless, and the power is amazing, although it is not a problem for them to destroy these floating corpses, but it is impossible to complete it in an instant like Zhou Ze.

With such terrifying power, if Zhou Ze wanted to kill someone, I am afraid that that person would have died countless times before he realized it.

Suddenly, the female corpse in the river opened her mouth and let out a piercing scream.

"Call your mother!"

Han Da was taken aback coldly, scolded loudly, raised his right hand and pointed at Yaoyao, and the thick arc shot out without hesitation, pointing directly at the female corpse.

But who knew that the female corpse smiled strangely at the three of them, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke, completely dissipating in mid-air.

Seeing that his move failed, Han Da scolded the ground, and then helped Zhou Ze up with Zhao An.

Zhao An cautiously looked at the river in front of him, his eyebrows were slightly late, he thought for a while, and said, "Senior Brother Han, do you dare to go down and have a look?"

Han Da shook his head disgustingly when he thought of the floating corpse that had just been ground into pulp, and said, "Crazy you?! ”

Zhou Ze weakly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhao An's sleeve, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, the river is weird, don't go down." ”

Zhao An said in a deep voice, "Regardless of whether these evil things are coming at Zhang Mingtang or not, since they appear in the place where mortals live, I can't ignore them if I see them." ”

Saying that, Zhao An cast a water avoidance spell on himself, pricked his head, and dived underwater.

Because of the relationship between the divine sense, although the black fog in the river was filled, Zhao An could barely see, swimming through the shallow water, in the middle of the river, Zhao An seemed to see something under the water, white flowers, looking blurry.

Zhao An tried to swim over, but the bottom of the river was raised by a burst of sand because of his movements, making the river even more muddy, and when he swam closer, he was so shocked that he almost choked in the water.

At the bottom of the river was a huge pile of corpses, stacked on top of each other, and the dense corpses lay underneath, each with silver needles nailed to the bottom of the water on their foreheads, chests, and eyebrows.

Zhao An's eyes widened, and where he looked, the corpses were densely packed, and he didn't know how many corpses there were in the places he didn't see.

The expressions of these corpses were obviously extremely miserable, but their faces were peaceful, as if they were sleeping in the river, and even their chests were still rising and falling, as if they were breathing. Occasionally, some arms shook with the fluctuation of the river, as if they were beckoning to Zhao An, and his scalp was numb when he saw it.

No matter how bold Zhao An was, he didn't want to stay here longer, so he was on tiptoe and swam straight towards the river, but suddenly in the next moment, a pair of hands grabbed his ankles!

Zhao An almost screamed in horror.

When he looked down, he saw an old man with white hair staring at him, although he didn't speak, but an extremely gloomy voice came from Zhao An's consciousness,

"It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get there! I don't know where to find you, but you actually took the initiative to send it to the door with the old Taoist priest with the spirit body!

Thief, you have killed the poisonous lady and destroyed my body, I will skin you, draw your tendons, nail you and your companions alive for forty-forty-nine days, and draw out your soul and sacrifice to my corpse king!"

The voice was cold, and the words were like maggots on tarsal bones, with a strong killing intent, which made people's backs tingle when they heard it. Zhao An was startled, and suddenly rushed out of the water, pale face, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

"What's wrong?!!" asked Handa.

Zhao An took a few heavy breaths, and in addition to the information about himself in that voice, Zhao An told Han Da and Zhou Ze about the situation in the river.

Zhou Ze was silent for a long time, and then blamed himself guiltily, "It's all my fault, if it weren't for the two talismans I drew, Daochang Zhang's spirit body wouldn't have been discovered so easily by evil cultivators." ”

Han Da looked at him from afar, "That old thing's spirit body is pure and rare in the mortal world, and it naturally has a strong attraction to these evil things, even if you don't have your talisman, you will be targeted sooner or later." Senior Brother Zhao, did you just say that there are corpses under the river?"

Zhao An frowned slightly, and said uncertainly, "But I have seen with my own eyes, their chests are still undulating, and they are clearly breathing, but their divine consciousness is all blocked and shocked by nails, and they have been in the water, according to common sense, they are definitely not living people." ”

Han Da listened and said, "I know a kind of evil cultivation secret technique, which is to lock the soul and essence of the living, teach people to survive and not to die, collect resentment and death to improve cultivation, and the rest of the body is refined into a demon corpse that only knows how to kill, and it is said that the evil cultivator who created this evil method has refined a full three thousand demon corpses, which set off a bloody storm in the entire immortal cultivation world, and was finally eliminated by the eight immortal sect forces.

Although this evil method is extremely powerful, it has an extremely powerful power of counterattack, and on the day when the corpse king is refined, once the caster is slightly off, he will be devoured by the corpse king and die under it, and there are very few people who practice this method.

Now that the evil qi on the river has condensed into a substance, turning into a black mist that will not disperse for a long time, these innocent people must have been killed, but they are controlled by some evil law and cannot be freed. ”

Han Da's expression was unusually serious, and his gaze at the river even had a hint of compassion.

"Then how can we break this evil art?" Zhao An asked.

"Kill the person who casts the spell, otherwise, even if we can destroy all the corpses below, the evil cultivators who killed them can also extract their souls and essence to practice. Han Da spoke.

"In that case, let's wait for that evil cultivator to come and take the initiative to come and find us. After speaking, Zhao An and Han Da picked up the demobilized Zhou Ze and walked towards the room.

Tossed for most of the night, under the protection of the formation, Zhang Mingtang and the old man in the room slept deeply, and seemed to have no sound outside at all.

Sitting down against the corner of the wall, Zhao An looked at his ankle, which was marked with a pitch-black palm print, which was left by the old man who had just been underwater.

"Listening to that man's words, it's clear that he is coming at me, and the poisonous lady......"

Zhao An's mind turned for a moment, and he remembered the female cultivator he met when he was on a mission in the sect before, which specialized in absorbing men's essence.

"Could it be her?" Zhao Anxin muttered, becoming more and more sure that it was the female cultivator. "If it's really her, is the person who spoke to me just now a Blood Infant Daoist or her accomplice?"

A series of questions surged up in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, Zhao An simply relaxed his mind and stopped thinking about it, since ancient times, immortals and demons are not separated, such evil demons and foreign ways, things that hurt the lives of innocent people, since they have met it, they will naturally take care of it to the end.

Looking at the black handprints on his ankles, Zhao An's eyes showed a trace of disgust, and then he gently patted the storage bag, and a golden gilt light suddenly drew out, and stopped steadily in mid-air.

Stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the Sanfan sword, and suddenly a silver-white wind beast as thick as a little finger slowly leaned out of the sword, and under the drive of Zhao An's spiritual power, it rushed out like lightning, and fell on his ankle along Zhao An's guidance.

Wind beasts are pervasive, they don't drill anything, and their devouring power is extremely strong.

Zhao An only felt a cool feeling brushing from his ankles, and the black handprints on it were instantly devoured by the wind beast, and then obediently returned to the body of the third sword.

At the moment when the black handprint on Zhao An's leg disappeared, in a grave mountain thousands of miles away from Zhao An, a red-robed man suddenly clenched his fists and said angrily,

"He actually broke my handprint?!"

It seemed to feel the man's anger, and in a waterhole in the tomb mountain, a female corpse looked at the man tremblingly, it was the female corpse that Zhao An had seen just now.

"You waste! You can't even get a spirit back, and you've lost so many demon corpses!" the man was furious and slapped the female corpse in the air.

With a loud "pop", the whole female corpse was rolled into the air, and Sen Bai's body was scarred, and a cry of pain like a young girl came out of his mouth.

Falling heavily to the ground, the black qi on the female corpse was dispersed a lot, and even the body seemed to dissipate a lot in an instant, and it took a long time before it recondensed.

The female corpse shrank in horror, her body was wet, and her dark eyes stared at the waterhole, looking like she wanted to go back but didn't dare.

"Get out of here, keep an eye on them, and if you lose them, I'll let you go!" the man said with eerie anger.

When the female corpse heard this, she returned to the water in a puff of smoke and disappeared.

When the man saw the female corpse leaving, his right hand gently wiped it in mid-air, and the water in the pool gushed up like a fountain, slowly forming the shape of a mirror in mid-air.

"Master, I've found the person who killed the poisonous lady. The man bowed and said very respectfully.

Gradually, a childlike figure appeared on the mirror.

"Kill him and bring his spirit beast back. The child's voice was hoarse and ugly, and it was the infant blood Taoist who threatened Zhao An that day.

"But master, this time I found not only this thief, but also a spirit body. The man spoke.

"Spirit body, this is true!" the Infant Blood Daoist's voice suddenly became a little louder, and he asked eagerly.

"Back to the master's words, that person is not only a spirit body, but also a superior spirit body, the body is clean without a trace of dirt, extremely clear, just enough to be used to refine the corpse king. The man's voice was also a little excited, and he spoke.

There was ecstasy in the voice of the Infant Blood Daoist, "God really help me! Now that the Demon Spot has reappeared, the Demon Venerable Envoy is about to break through the barrier and come back, if I can use the Corpse King as a congratulatory gift to welcome the return of the Demon Venerable Envoy, then I will definitely be rewarded by the Messenger! Where is this person now?"

"The subordinates have sent the water charm to follow him, and he will never lose his whereabouts. The man said.

"This is not a trivial matter, and I will depart for you, and do not act rashly until I arrive. The Infant Blood Dao man said coldly.

"Subordinate Order!"

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