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Lin Guo was grabbed by the wrist by the old thing and dragged through the rough pile of rubble.

The sunlight shone down through the craggy rocks, and it was barren all around, and they didn't see Shen Ji.

The old thing smiled coldly, "You think I brought you out because of your threat? You don't have the help of those monsters in the mausoleum, but you are just a lowly walking corpse, no matter how much you struggle, you can't escape the palm of your grandfather's hand." ”

"You're not in it for that vial of blood? So what do you want?" the girl looked at him coldly with a pair of black jade eyes.

"How about it, naturally find Shen Ji first and then clean you up, the things are on Shen Ji. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you are still a little beautiful, the old man would have killed you a long time ago. Your little face is quite delicate, grandpa, I don't dislike you as a walking corpse, take it back and train it, someone like you who has died once, can play more tricks. As he spoke, he looked at Lin Guo and laughed.

The female corpse in the thousand-year-old tomb is going to have a long face in front of those fellow Daoists of the Hehuan Sect.

The girl stopped, long bangs blocking her fair face, and her expression was indistinct.

Old man Cheng suddenly felt like he was pulling a mountain, and he couldn't take a step forward. He frowned, his face full of anger.

"Why? Could it be that if the emperor has played, grandpa can't play? I can tell you, grandpa will have a lot of tricks, and I am sure that you will forget the emperor in the mausoleum in two days." ”

The girl's dark eyes looked straight at him, "When you say play, do I understand what I mean?"

The old man laughed, "Little baby, what do you think you mean?"

His shriveled and emaciated face was clear in the sun, like a dried and wrinkled withered chrysanthemum, or like a bitter cauliflower beaten by frost.

Lin Guo felt a wave of disgust in his heart. It's like seeing a jar of expired peanut butter tumbling with countless white maggots tumbling in it.

I want to vomit.

Old man Cheng only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and his whole body was shaken and staggered, and his arm was almost shaken away.

After being furious, he quickly calmed down and squinted his eyes at the immature little girl opposite.

Still can't see through her realm, this walking corpse is a bit evil, but he is not worried. It's just a walking corpse, no matter how mutated he is, his cultivation can't be higher than him, a primordial old monster.

Besides, this kind of monster transformed from a human corpse has too many magic weapons that can restrain her.

Tsk, in terms of identity, she is still fresh and delicious, like dew on a lotus leaf in the morning, her skin is fair and smooth, without any flaws, her eyebrows and eyes are dark, her little face is exquisite, and she is a plaything in terms of skin.

It only looks in the sun, but it does not have the touching allure of the dim light of the mausoleum.

That's right, the walking corpse, the walking corpse is more alive in the dark.

The girl smiled at him, revealing a mouthful of glutinous white teeth, a bit of bone-eating blood, "I didn't expect it." ”

Old man Cheng smiled and said, "Little baby, whether you want it or not, the wood is already in the boat." Anyway, there is no one, and grandpa doesn't mind teaching you first, what is called meekness. ”

The girl said lightly: "Who said that there is no one? ”

"Where?" the old man was stunned.

Lin Guo looked to the side indifferently.

As they spoke, countless corpses, both corrupted and uncorrupted, staggered around them from nowhere.

There are human and animal beings, and under the scorching sun of the day, these dead things seem to have received an irresistible call, and they have gathered together religiously and indomitably.

The rustling sound is the rubbing of bones, the clattering sound of the withered bones hitting each other.

Old man Cheng snorted coldly. Before, I could control other dead things in the grave, and when I came out, I summoned these things that weren't worth a hit.

He didn't pay any attention to the dead things. The energy on his body suddenly shook, and he had already shaken away all those despicable things that didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Let's go, you also want to find Shen Ji quickly. As he spoke, he walked forward with his hands in his hands.

After all, I still remember the blood of the Qingyu Hidden Dragon in my heart, and I don't want to delay any longer.

Lin Guo's eyes were deep, his fingers tapped lightly, and more than ten zhang away, in the pile of corpses that were shaken away, there were several walking corpses with a low degree of corruption, whose eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and turned around and ran out.

It was fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the white sun.

This old thing is vicious, and the city is very deep.

He didn't choose the previous exit, but came out from another place, probably just to plot against Shen Ji.

Shen Ji stood at the entrance of the cave with his hands in his hand.

With the light on his back, his face was serious and indifferent, and the white light at the entrance of the cave outlined his pale green robe, a long sword, like a god that could not be crossed.

He was waiting for Lin Guo. The exit of the teleportation array is in the cave.

Shen Ji guarded the entrance of the cave, and the two little ones were running around outside the cave, not far away, within the range he could take care of.

This location is very good, if you start it, you can serve it casually.

Obviously, in the original plan, he was not supposed to be the one guarding the entrance of the cave, but now the situation has reversed.

In the cave, the disciples of the three families stood in groups according to the color of their clothes, looking at Shen Ji with fierce eyes.

Originally, they had already received a secret order from their ancestors, asking them to work together to kill Shen Ji.

With so many people in place, there is still hope for killing Shen Ji. The bad thing is that the word "cooperation" is bad.

Who listens to whom? Who attacks, who covers, and who makes up the sword?

Knowing that Bai Jun's reputation is not for nothing, the sword behind him is not vegetarian.

Everyone was afraid and didn't dare to do it, and each used their eyes to encourage the others to go up first, and they could go up and add punches.

So, most of the hour passed...... Shen Jihao stood upright, the three waves of people and horses were surging, his hands were pressed on the weapon, and he was murderous, and none of them dared to make a move.

As time passed, the disciples and disciples gradually became uneasy.

The three ancestors did not come out.

Everyone no longer guards against Shen Ji, but is deeply wary of each other.

The three old guys were already at odds, and it was especially obvious in the disciples, who were afraid that they would be calculated by others at this time and become fish and meat in other people's bowls.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the sleeves of the red-clothed disciples.

The red cloth is a disciple of the old monster Cheng Continent.

The big disciple listened carefully for a moment, and said to the people in the cave with joy: "The ancestors have already gone out, just waiting for us outside, let's hurry over." ”

The other two groups of people did not move, looking at them coldly, each using the magic weapon of the sect to contact their ancestors, but ...... There was no response.

The red-clothed disciples were full of confidence and arrogant, "Feel free to wait here, let's go out first." ”

They looked at the entrance of the cave, where Shen was guarding.

Seeing Shen Ji's indifferent expression, the red-clothed disciple added, "The ancestor said that the little girl is with him, please know that Bai Jun is also with us." (To be continued.) )