To the north of Changshui Town, miasma permeated the cemetery, the tombstones were rotten and crooked, the land was swampy and muddy, accompanied by the low groans of the crows, and the tattered Shentu Baili leaned on the withered wooden stake, still holding half a broken sword in his hand.

The broken sword was rusty and mottled, with a hint of black gas, and there was a trace of green slime in the fracture.

The wind was blowing, the miasma was rolling, and the dead grass and trees were whimpering like ghosts.

Shentu Baili subconsciously tightened the broken sword in his hand, and the whole person tensed, with a fishy smell in the dark miasma, and the swamp water surface swayed a little, drawing a trace on the green water.

Here it comes.

Shentu Baili pulled a trace of the corners of his mouth with difficulty, revealing a wry smile.

He knew that he should be in a catastrophe, after the fall of Xianmen, not only the thousands of people who suffered, but also the remnants of Xianmen, who were really chased after people who had no way to heaven and no door to hell.

In the darkness, someone seemed to be whispering the name of Shentu Baili, in small pieces, gently and slowly, as if whispering on the lips.

Shentu Baili could feel that the person was approaching, as if he was hunting his favorite prey, thinking of the word "prey", Shentu Baili laughed embarrassedly again, his chapped lips broke open the wound, and the smell of fresh blood made Shentu Baili feel as if he was sober again.

Once, the person who fought with a sword to eliminate demons in the world was finally chased by demons into such a defeated appearance, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, have you ever opened your eyes to see.

Shentu Baili used the broken sword to support his remnant body, and leaned towards the tree a little more, so that he was in a less embarrassed state, the immortal gate is the immortal gate after all, and if he dies, he will die with some backbone.

It's a pity that he is going to die like this, for a while, Shentu Baili felt that he was a little aggrieved beyond words, and finally he raised his head and scolded:

"Hmph, you bird's egg, you want to kill, you want to eat, your broken tune, the people in the city who ask for food are much better than you. ”

The murmuring in the darkness stopped, and the night seemed darker and colder.

"There is a kind of food that jumps up and provokes me, there has been this prey that has provoked me, and then I eat him in front of him, little by little, and finally ......"

The strange and hoarse voice paused, "I haven't eaten yet, he's crazy." ”

"But he's just an ordinary man, you're different, the flesh and blood of the Xianmen disciples are said to be extremely nourishing. ”

In the miasma, a figure walked in front of Shentu Baili from a distance, like a cloud of mist, condensed but not dispersed.

"Hopefully, you'll be able to hold on a little longer. ”

The person in the mist couldn't help but take a mouthful of saliva as he spoke, as if he couldn't hold back the appetite in his heart.

The immortal gate has fallen, the roads have escaped the world, the status of immortal cultivators and demons has been completely reversed, in the past, the demon guard, and today it is a good day for the demon to flourish.

The miasma demon in front of Shen Tu Baili couldn't help but think.

"Poor Xianmen, poor people, broken swords and broken bodies, what can I do. ”

Judging the map Baili lowered his head, maybe someone will reorganize the immortal gate in the future, but now he will inevitably become a touch of blood in the chaotic world of demons.

Zheng!

With a murderous sword, but without the slightest human fireworks, a pure blue streamer shattered the miasma in front of him and nailed it to the earth.

The miasma dissipated, revealing a body full of sludge and rotten flesh, and the miasma's eyes distorted and distributed over its face, opening the ground, and then falling to the ground in disdain and confusion.

Shentu Baili was stunned, and his gaze fell to the ground with the miasma.

The sword of sword cultivation, which faction, all the ways escape the world, how can there be sword cultivation in this world?

In the distance, two phantom figures, but in a moment, they arrived in front of Baili Shentu's eyes.

If it's not Xuandu and Fan Zeng, who else can it be?

They came out of Changshui Town, and cleaned up all the way along the northern avenue, and the progress was not fast, although the Taiyin Academy Palace was a detailed professor, but the demons in this world were not like the pre-Qin Dynasty, they were even more strange and unpredictable, and the means were endless.

There are ghost inns that support people's souls, specializing in catching people and eating people, and they are very good at illusion, and they are very human; there are living dead people, who still don't know after death, and they live by eating people in a daze, and there are also demons with extremely high hiding skills, even Fan Zeng was almost escaped by them.

"The ghost inn just now, it shouldn't be cleaned up, if you keep it, we don't have to look for people like this, the news of those lonely souls and wild ghosts is really no worse than people. ”

After Fan Zeng landed, he sighed in a few words, if it was him, he would definitely keep the long line to catch big fish, but Xuan Du couldn't tolerate it.

"The common people have their own way, and the way of Xuandu does not allow them to live. ”

Xuandu raised his hand and pulled up the heavenly question on the ground, and the stains on the sword body receded, and the gods had spirits and were not stained with dust.

In just a few words, Shen Tu Baili already knew why these two people came here, because he had been killed from the Ghost Inn before, and a place like the Ghost Inn was chaotic and scattered. Both humans and ghosts are easy to walk into it unknowingly.

Shentu Baili was going to flee to a small place, escape the pursuit incognito, be a mortal and hide, and wait for the opportunity, but he didn't expect to enter the black shop of the old demon of Montenegro, and was attacked by a group, he was already seriously injured, and he almost confessed there, even if he escaped, there was only one breath left.

Listening to the meaning of these two people, the ghost inn seems to have been solved.

"What lintel is it, two, but the retreat of the paths has already ended?"

Lintel?

Fan Zeng looked at Shentu Baili thoughtfully, as if there was a reason for the chaos in this world.

Hearing this, Xuandu inserted the Tianwen Sword in his hand into the scabbard behind him and raised his head.

"Taiyin School Palace, Xuandu. ”

Fan Zeng glanced at Xuandu lightly, and then said, "Taiyin Academy, Fan Zeng." ”

At this time, clans and nobles are no longer important, one name is enough, and if you talk too much, you don't know the people in front of you.

"Taiyin Academy?"

Shentu Baili thought for a moment, and finally found that in his mind, he couldn't think of this hidden mountain gate.

Maybe it's hidden deeper, Shentu Baili can only tell himself like this, but the sect that the immortal sect doesn't know, is there really one?

"In Xia Shentu Baili, no matter what sect or faction, I have to thank the two of you, otherwise I will be here for three catties and three taels. ”

Shentu Baili showed a friendly smile.

He was content.

"Baili Brother Tai, Xuandu has a doubt, what does it mean to escape from the world, what has changed in this world?"

Xuandu stepped forward and helped Shentu Baili up, and asked softly.

He felt that there seemed to be some dark reason for this demon-rampant troubled world.

What is hidden behind the world?