As soon as Chi Yan came out, the situation immediately changed, and I saw him spitting out the fire dragon in his mouth, vivid, coiling around the periphery of the disciples of the Qing Xuanzong, and the fire dragon with a full stick of incense gradually dissipated.

Wen Qing's fellow disciples only knew that this white beast's cultivation was not low, but they never expected it to be so powerful, and a stick of incense was enough for them to clean up the few dried corpses that broke into the circle, and put them back together to prevent the invasion of the dried corpses. The impressive Wenqing spirit beast, but still walking lightly, without any sense of exhaustion, returned to the shape of a young beast, jumped to Wen Qing's shoulder three or two times, his eyes were full of smugness, and he stretched out his tongue to lick Wen Qing's ears, like a child looking forward to praise.

Jin Long, who was saved by Wen Qing next to him, couldn't help but glance back at the little white tuanzi on Wen Qing's shoulder, and said enviously: "Senior brother, what kind of spirit beast are you?" It must have taken a lot of effort to be domesticated so obediently! ”

Hearing this, Wen Qing glanced at Chi Yan, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Variety...... It's probably a big cat. ”

"Big cat?" There is no such term as cat in the immortal cultivation world, and Jin Long thought very mysteriously about this unheard of breed, and exclaimed, "Sure enough, it is a sacred breed that mortals like us have never heard of!" ”

Wen Qing raised his hand and stroked Chi Yan's hairy tail, just this simple action made him very satisfied, rubbed Wen Qing's neck, and nested back from the placket of Wen Qing's clothes.

The fire dragon turned by Chi Yan's true fire was too intense in the moonlight, as if it had given everyone a shot in the arm, making their spirits uplifted again, just as the fire dragon dissipated and the disciples regained their strength and prepared to fight again, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the village.

The first to come from a distance was Jinyuan, who was dressed in white, Jinyuan cranked the folding fan in his hand, split the dry corpse in front of him, and his face was just the right amount of anxiety: "Senior brothers, we are late!" ”

He was followed by the big man Jin Qi, Jin Qi didn't say a word, and after seeing the situation clearly, he released his aura and quickly joined the battle.

Jin Qi was the highest cultivation in the middle, and the monks at the peak of foundation building joined in, and the pressure on everyone's bodies was suddenly reduced a lot, and several new disciples who were exhausted directly collapsed to the ground, not wanting to move anymore.

And the disciples who were sent out to investigate yesterday, after meditating all day, also came together and joined the team.

The situation was reversed, and the original dry corpses were consumed by Chi Yan's fire dragon, and now the fresh blood was replenished, and the dry corpses had nothing to hide, they could only be slaughtered by others, and they were wiped out by everyone within an hour, and the entire village quickly regained its tranquility.

There were scattered wreckage all around, but everyone didn't have the energy to pay attention to it anymore, so they sat on the ground casually together, and finally could exhale a breath of turbidity from their chests.

Jin Yuan thought of the events of the day, shook his head and said, "The city lord is really a frog at the bottom of the well. I told him about the corpse, but he didn't believe it at all, and in the end, he said that he sent two guards to help us, but it was during the Qi cultivation period. "I was a little angry at the time, and I walked away, but now I regret it." If you had endured this breath at that time, everyone in the same family would not have had to endure it for so long. ”

A female cultivator said: "This is not a matter of senior brother, it is really the city lord who is short-sighted and deceives people too much!" ”

"That's it, that's it!" The crowd echoed.

"Well, that's it." Jin Yuan looked at Jin Shan, "But I don't know, you are fighting against the dry corpse, but anyone is injured?" ”

Jin Shan hung his head and held back for a long time before he said, "It's not just hurt!" The new disciple Jin Ye □□ infected with the corpse and died! ”

"Huh?" Jin Yuan was surprised, and blamed himself on his face, "The master told me to pay attention to everyone's safety, but I don't want to ......" and frowned and asked, "Dried corpses can be infected!" ”

"Not really! Jin Ye just grabbed such a small hole □□ the corpse, and he was powerless to return to the sky......"

"You can't let it just go!" Jin Yuan raised his voice, and his tone changed from his usual calm to a little indignant, inciting people's hearts, "Go back tonight to recuperate, and continue to the next village tomorrow, vowing to behead all the corpses in the Southern Regions and avenge my junior brother!" ”

"Avenge my junior brother!"

"Avenge my junior brother!"

In the midst of the passionate slogans, a group of people returned to Sihan City and seized the time to meditate and breathe.

After the night, the aura recovered and continued to the third village.

***

For most of the disciples who did not have a high level of cultivation, it was like a month of purgatory. They swept from Sihan City to the northwest seashore without stopping. Due to the farther and farther away from Sihan City, it was already too inconvenient to go back and forth from the inner city of Sihan to the dry corpse village, because if they swept the village at night, they could live in the village, and if the dry corpse in the village was not resolved, they could only find a place with an open field of vision to meditate in the suburbs.

Since the fourth village, the dry corpses have begun to know how to take the initiative to attack the monks, so they dare not take it lightly when they spend the night in the suburbs, and at least arrange for two people to keep vigil.

The closer you get to the sea, the colder the weather gets, and the stronger the dried corpses you have to deal with, the more difficult the conditions become. But unexpectedly, the disciples gradually became resolute from the impetuous fear at the beginning.

After a long battle, they had overcome their fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they saw that the dried corpse would not be soft, and even slowly found some techniques to quickly smash the head of the dried corpse.

And this is only one of the reasons, another important factor that supports them not to give up, which can be attributed to Chi Yan. But whenever everyone was exhausted, as soon as Chi Yan stood in the air, the divine beast true fire could sweep down a large number of dried corpses, giving them time to breathe. Along the way, many disciples have regarded Chi Yan as the lucky god who guards them, and Wen Qing has become more and more enthusiastic.

It was evening, and the people had just conquered the seventh village, and they found an ancestral hall in the village to stay. The monks who were hunting nearby came back one after another, and Xiao Mo held a bowl of hot soup full of wooden flail beast meat in his hand, and respectfully handed it to Wen Qing: "Wen Qing Immortal, you can take a sip, warm." ”

Wen Qing shook his head: "I don't really need this." ”

Xiao Mo asked Chi Yan who was nested in Wen Qing's arms again: "Lord Chi Yan, do you want it?" ”

Chi Yan snorted, barely giving her face, and shook his head.

Xiao Mo's eyes lit up, and a faint smile appeared on his face. She knew that Master Chi Yan only ate the food made by Wen Qing Immortals, but Chi Yan had never looked at her before, and this was the first time she reacted.

She took the broth and saluted again: "I'll go over there to eat." Just as he was about to turn around, suddenly Wen Qing grabbed her shoulders vigorously and pulled her back, dragging her behind him.

The hot broth in her hand fell to the ground, snorted, and turned her head with wide eyes. Just where she was standing, a dried corpse emerged from the ground, and its shriveled and powerful hands were like dry branches, slowly groping on the ground. If Wen Qing hadn't pulled Xiao Mo in time, it would not have been the dirt on the ground that was grabbed by the hands of the dry corpse, but her ankles.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but scream, because at the same time, all of them suddenly surged underground, and countless dried corpse heads kept emerging from the ground, densely packed, and the dried corpses had already surrounded the entire ancestral hall before everyone could react.

Dry corpses have learned to sneak attack!

Wen Qing raised his voice: "Pay attention to your step!" Being reminded by him like this, the disciples who were resting were shocked by the danger of the situation.

In a hurry, two monks who didn't have time to sacrifice their weapons were attacked by dried corpses, and instantly turned into a member of the army of dried corpses.

The situation is urgent! More than half of the dried corpses in this sneak attack were Qi cultivation period cultivators, and coupled with the characteristics of not being able to fight and not feeling pain, it was difficult for the new disciples to deal with it at all. In addition, the dry corpse is menacing, with a heart to the unintentional, everyone is in a hurry to meet the battle, in just a few breaths, there are several disciples infected □□ corpse, which makes people panic, everyone is not clear, whether the people who are fighting closely around have become thoughtless dry corpses.

Wen Qing's situation is not good. His sharp eyes found that among the group of dried corpses, there was actually a dry corpse in the foundation building period! A look of excitement flashed in the eyes of the dry corpse, and he looked around, and saw Xiao Mo, who was retreating in a hurry, and grabbed it quickly in the shape of a claw. Wen Qing didn't want to step forward and snap away the hand of the dry corpse with aura, and the dry corpse was attracted by him, turned to look at him, and a twisted smile pulled up at the corner of his mouth.

Although this dry corpse is only in the early stage of foundation building, it has no weaknesses all over its body, and it is unconscious when it is hit by aura, and on the other hand, Wen Qing can't use the elements in front of everyone, and can only use auras to manipulate Lihong to attack, and can't help but be a little scrambling.

Chi Yan no longer hesitated, flicked his tail, rolled up Wen Qing and put it on his back, paused, and picked up Xiao Mo with his mouth, easily broke out of the encirclement and jumped into the air, and with a few jumps, he sent them to the mountain not far away. Then he rubbed the back of Wen Qing's hand and said in a low voice, "Wait here." ”

"Chi Yan." He was just about to jump up when he suddenly heard Wen Qing's shout. Looking back, a pair of clear eyes shone in the afterglow of the sun.

Wen Qing took two steps forward and took the initiative to ride on his back: "Together." He is no longer the weak young man who will only cause chaos to Chi Yan, no matter what danger he encounters, he has to face it with Chi Yan.

Chi Yan's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his tongue and licked Wen Qing's cheek a few times, said no more, and turned back to the Shura field where he was fighting.

As soon as Wen Qing arrived at the place, he directly confronted the dry corpse in the foundation building period that he had been aiming at earlier, and beckoned to the dry corpse with a rainbow split in his hand, leading it to an open space outside the ancestral hall where there was no one, and then mobilizing the water element to freeze the dry corpse with icicles and slow down its speed. As long as the corpse's movements slowed down a little, Wen Qing immediately frantically output aura to attack its head. After consuming most of the spiritual energy in his body in this way, the dry corpse was finally solved by him.

He stood still, gasping for breath. As soon as he turned around, he happened to be facing Chi Yan's golden and silver eyes. But it turned out that Chi Yan couldn't rest assured of him and never walked away.

In the ice and snow, a man and a beast looked at each other for a moment in the chaotic battlefield, and Wen Qing's eyes were full of tenderness that could not be mistaken. 166 Reading Network