Dozens of disciples of the Qing Xuanzong gathered together and stopped at the entrance of the first dry corpse village.

At the entrance of the village, several wandering corpses could already be seen, all of them with no look on their faces, their limbs stiff, and they looked like wandering spirits. The lack of arms and legs is nothing, and they even saw that there were two dried corpses that were actually split into two and divided into two halves. The two halves of the crumpled body were not supported by legs, and they jumped up and down on the snow at the entrance of the village.

Jin Shan took a deep breath, raised the long sword in his hand, and shouted, "Cut the dry corpse under the magic weapon in your hand!" ”

"Slash!" Everyone sacrificed their weapons one after another, and for a while, all kinds of magic weapons flew in the sky, finding the target and slashing towards the dry corpse. Various effects are superimposed, and the entire sky is reflected in a variety of colors.

The momentum came up, the dried corpses fell to the ground one after another, and Wen Qing told everyone about the weakness of the dried corpses in the morning, so everyone unanimously tacitly attacked the head of the dried corpse. In a short time, the dried corpses at the entrance of the village were wiped out.

In one go, all the disciples went to the village to kill, and there were more dried corpses in the village, and the form was more terrifying, Jinshan asked everyone to form a circle and surround them, and hand over their backs to trusted teammates to concentrate on dealing with the dried corpses.

The dried corpses they encountered temporarily were all ordinary people who had not cultivated, at best, they had to be beheaded and destroyed, and their shriveled appearance put pressure on ordinary people. With the concerted efforts of everyone, most of the dried corpses in the village were soon wiped out.

But gradually, everyone's faces became more and more heavy. They were originally just ordinary monks, they had never done so many killings, they had divided the heads of dried corpses, and their bodies were also cut to pieces, the scene was too ferocious, and for a while, their Dao hearts were affected a lot.

The two dried corpses dangling not far in front of him were cut in half by a disciple, their waists and heads were struggling, and a few pieces of flesh leaked from time to time from the fracture in the middle. The pieces of meat had long since lost their blood supply, as if they had been dried for half a year. After rolling on the ground for half a day, the two heads found each other's lower bodies, twisted and spliced together, and continued to wander aimlessly. Due to the mismatch between the upper and lower body models, the two broken dried corpses were about to fall down once after walking a few steps, and the pieces of flesh in their bodies fell out one after another, and finally only two pairs of skin bags remained, swaying in the air.

Seeing this scene, the disciple who had chopped up the two dried corpses finally couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't suppress his low cry. This emotion spread in an instant, and all the disciples, including Jinshan, slowed down their movements a little.

In contrast, Wen Qing, who had lived for several years in the last days, was much better than them, and sensing that people's hearts were about to collapse, he used his aura and clearly transmitted his voice to everyone's ears: "The so-called Dao Heart is a firm Dao seeking heart, if you can't even overcome this difficulty in front of you, the resistance you will encounter in the future will only get bigger and bigger, and if you defeat this group of guys who have no strength in one fell swoop, not to mention cultivating to a higher level, the Dao Heart can also be consolidated." ”

Indeed, if they were to be struck down by these dried corpses, then their situation here would become a demon left in their hearts, and they would come to trouble them whenever they broke through in the advanced level. You must know that most of the talented cultivators are hindered by demons. It is no exaggeration to say that the inner demon is the biggest obstacle on the path of Taoist cultivation. This is exactly what the saying goes: your worst enemy is not others, but yourself.

Wen Qing concisely and clearly threw out the pros and cons analysis, like a gust of wind blowing away the heavy haze in everyone's hearts, Jinshan took the lead in shouting: "Senior brother said it well!" It's just a bunch of demons with no combat power! If you are afraid, just go back, the Qing Xuanzong does not welcome the weak! Saying that, the long sword stabbed the eye of a dried corpse accurately, and while the dry corpse shook and fell to the ground, he also used the hand qi knife to pinch its head with the aura, so that it fell to the ground and could no longer make waves.

The other disciples were inspired by Wen Qing's concise words and reinvigorated, and in a short time, the entire village was swept away by them, and there were no more corpses.

After finding a clean open space, everyone sat down cross-legged and grasped their pranayama. This was the first village they had captured, and the first step in their journey of thousands of miles had begun. Taking advantage of the high morale, they unanimously decided to continue north and challenge the next village.

After an hour of pranayama, they continued on the road, at this time they were full of confidence in the next trip, and it took less than three hours to kill the dried corpses of the first village, counting the time to recover the aura, they could pick up at least two or three dried corpses in the village a day, so that the dry corpses would be cleaned up after three or four days, and if there were no new dried corpses at that time, their task would be completed, and after they went back, they could exchange merit points for some spirit stone pills, which could be described as a great joy; And if the dried corpses continue to be generated, they can also find out the source of the dried corpses on this clue and make a greater contribution.

Spiritedly, they marched to the second village, and halfway through, everyone gradually realized that something was wrong.

There were more and more dried corpses swaying on the road, and they could meet one after walking a few steps, and this time they walked to the entrance of the second dried corpse village, and they spent more than twice as much time as before.

And Wen Qing noticed one point, that is, the eyes of these dried corpses seemed to be more brilliant than what they had seen before. If the eyes of the dried corpses in the first village were sewn with buttons, then the eyes of the dried corpses in the second village were inlaid with glass balls.

Although the glass ball is also dark and lightless, with the help of the reflection of the sun, the figures of the disciples are reflected in the two large beads embedded in the gloomy face of the dry corpse, which makes people feel cold for no reason.

Things seem to be getting more and more confusing. The zombies of the previous life, to distinguish their level, rely on judging the flexibility and brilliance of the pupils. The more advanced the zombie, the more radiant the eyes, to the A-level zombie, even no different from ordinary people. This is why, Wen Qing will be the first to notice the slight abnormality of the dried corpse's pupils.

He suddenly changed his mind about the matter. Even if it wasn't for merit points, he wanted to find out the origin of the dried corpse, and maybe it could explain why the beautiful planet in his previous life suffered such a catastrophe.

In the middle of his thoughts, the second village had arrived, and everyone was still lined up in a circle, starting from the entrance of the village and sweeping inward.

Several disciples in the Qi cultivation period who had low cultivation had only partially recovered their aura before pranayama, and the dried corpses in this village were even more difficult to deal with than the previous wave, and it was not long before they all felt that their qi was insufficient.

Jinshan asked everyone to surround the disciples who had exhausted their spiritual energy, and when they had rested enough, they would change to another wave, so that the speed of dealing with the dried corpses slowed down. From noon until the moon rose in the evening, there were still no fewer dried corpses, and they continued to pour in all directions.

Although Wen Qing's body has sufficient spiritual energy, it is not difficult to deal with dry corpses, but a steady stream of dried corpses are pouring in from all directions, and after a long time, he is a little tired after all. In front of him, a dried corpse with a lost head was walking towards him crookedly and unrecognizable, and this kind of dried corpse that couldn't find where the head was was more troublesome to deal with, and it needed to crush its whole body to ashes to the extreme, so that it could no longer move.

Just when Wen Qing was concentrating on slashing the headless corpse with the aura wrapped in Lihong, the change happened at this moment.

Due to the long mechanical battle, a disciple in the middle of Qi cultivation beside him became more and more sluggish, and finally in a flash, his arm was scratched by the dry corpse on the opposite side.

Everyone else was busy dealing with the dried corpse in front of them, and they had complete trust in the people around them, and no one noticed this little episode.

As a very thin cut in his arm was cut, the muscles in the disciple's arm quickly withered, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he stood in place and lowered his head.

When he looked up again, his eyes had turned into glass beads that looked like dried corpses. I saw him raise his arm stiffly and grab it at the arm of Wen Qing, who was concentrating on dealing with the headless corpse.

Wen Qing, on the other hand, had no idea of the impending danger.

Chi Yan, the smallest who had been sleeping peacefully in Wen Qing's arms, suddenly moved his ears and came out of Wen Qing's arms. Wen Qingqing glanced at him, but saw that he jumped out lightly, and it became a normal size in an instant, and at the same time, a mouthful of fire spewed out mercilessly, and the arm stretched out by the dry corpse disciple next to him was instantly burned to ashes.

Although he has been shrinking in Wen Qing's arms, it was just to allow Wen Qing to experience more freely, not to make him injured. The Divine Consciousness Control of the Demon Pill Stage had already been superb, and Chi Yan only needed to release a small part of his Divine Consciousness to clearly see what was happening outside. As long as Wen Qing is in the slightest danger, he will definitely come out to rescue as soon as possible.

Chi Yan's sudden true fire startled everyone, and for a while, all the disciples scattered in panic, and a crack appeared in the circle. Wen Qing saw it and hurriedly picked up the aura and said, "Steady!" This disciple was infected by the dry corpse, and he was attacked by Chi Yan! ”

Hearing this, the disciples gathered again in disbelief, the disciple who had been burned off one of his arms by Chi Yan lost his blood color on his face and limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was being steamed in a boiler, and when the fire came, what was fished out was a shriveled corpse without water.

The companion who was fighting side by side one moment suddenly became a soulless enemy the next. This kind of transformation is not something that everyone can bear, seeing that the dry corpse disciple was cut off his arm without knowing it, he stepped towards the middle of the circle step by step, and finally a disciple in the late stage of Qi cultivation trembled and picked up the mountain opening axe in his hand, screaming in pain and slashing at the head of the dry corpse disciple.

The head of the dry corpse disciple was suddenly cut off into a small piece, and even half of his eyes were cut off. The corpse disciple used the remaining half-eyed eyes to meet the disciple holding the mountain axe, and stepped towards him step by step.

During the Qi cultivation period, the disciple almost collapsed, closed his eyes and waved his axe indiscriminately, shouting with a crying voice: "He's looking at me!" He's looking at me! ”

Wen Qing swung out a spiritual aura, and immediately cut off the head of the disciple's corpse, and then made up for several attacks with strong spiritual energy, completely solving him.

The people's hearts have completely collapsed, only Jinshan and a few other foundation building monks are still struggling to support, and many dried corpses have staggered into the circle, forcing the disciples who are still meditating to stand up and drag their tired bodies to continue fighting.

The situation was becoming more and more critical, and seeing that the dry corpse was about to touch the shoulder of another panicked new disciple, Wen Qing had a calm face and called: "Chi Yan!" ”

Chi Yan jumped in response, leaping into the air, the dim and gloomy aura of the moonlight could not stop his powerful aura, standing in mid-air like a god, and let out a roar from the depths of his throat: "Huh-"

At the same time, he spat out real fire, and the flames were so bright that they formed a scorching dragon, roaring towards the dried corpses.

Destruction! Utter destruction!

A large wave of dried corpses was swept up by the fierce flames in an instant, burning to the point that there was nothing left, as if it had never appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the space around the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect was swept away by the fire, and everyone involuntarily stopped their movements and looked at the divine beast in the middle of the air in shock. 166 Reading Network