"Blood?"

Seeing that scene, Ding Li couldn't help but speak, and at the same time, the doubt in his eyes became even stronger......

As far as they knew, the shroud belonged to the five elements of the earth, and it was impossible for such blood to flow out again.

The pitch-black blood, like the rancid ditch water in the sewers, mixed with the smell of rotten blood, instantly spread out to the surroundings as soon as it appeared.

"It's a little weird!"

Ding Li said in a deep voice again, because when the dagger pierced the opponent's chest, the strange corpse did not fall, nor did it burst into trouble like a walking corpse as others had imagined in advance, but still stood motionless, allowing the blood to seep under its feet.

"Huh?"

The sixth-order orderly holding the dagger turned pale for a moment, and then seemed to have found something and quickly withdrew his hand, and the whole person withdrew at the first time, but everything still seemed to be a step too late.

With the sound of the dagger landing, the retreating Sixth-Order Order's eyes widened suddenly, and in the next moment, countless bloodshots appeared in his pupils.

"Save ...... Help me......"

Before he could finish speaking, his backward body was already paralyzed, and he began to fall weakly from the air towards the ground.

"Not good!"

Everything happened between the calcium carbide sparks, and when everyone reacted, only the screams from the sixth-order orderly who had made a rash move rang out frantically.

At the last moment, the seventh-order orderly took the lead in reacting, and at the same time, he only heard him roar in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

As for speaking, he had already swept forward, heading straight for the sixth-order orderly who was retreating.

"No!"

Daoist Chunlai finally noticed a trace of abnormality, and Wang Tuofu's expression, who was also beside him, also changed, but his attention instantly shifted to the shroud that was still standing motionless in place.

There was a slight thud, the sound was very soft, but it became very big and big in Wang Tuofu's heart, until in his dark pupils, a trace of blood suddenly began to appear on the head wrapped in the shroud, and it was constantly spreading around.

"Watch out for corpses!"

Although Wang Toefol reminded him as soon as he noticed the change, just like the spring coming to the Dao, it was still too late after all, and the hand of the seventh-order orderer had already touched the retreating orderly.

In the first moment, the eyes of the powerful seventh-order orderer froze, and even a chill instantly rose in his heart, because through the clothes of the orderly, he could clearly feel that the other party's body had completely turned into a puddle of mud.

Maybe anyone else here may have been tricked in this case, but after all, the other party is a powerful seventh-order order, and at the most critical moment, an invisible force instantly erupted in his palm and rushed forward.

Seeing that saving people is not possible, then directly put an end to all the possibility of trying to get close.

Under the force of his palm, the body of the sixth-order orderly was stopped in the air, and then he walked towards the shroud not far ahead.

"Poof~"

A dull voice sounded in the dungeon, and without warning, the corpse of the sixth-order orderly exploded into scattered places, turning into blood and sprinkling directly on the body of the shroud.

That scene was very bloody and abrupt, and a powerful sixth-order orderer, a strong man that even a three-star ghost could contend with, fell like this.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the stimulation of those fresh blood that the head of the shroud, who had been standing quietly and incomprehensibly, suddenly moved, and its stiff body began to undergo extremely distorted changes at that moment.

Then a red light flashed, and the shroud around the body began to shrink more and more.

Then, with a piercing roar, the shroud leaped forward, and a terrifying force instantly appeared and headed straight for the nearest Seventh Order Order.

"It's a corpse!"

The crowd was shocked.

"This ...... This is a super ghost that has reached at least a four-star level!"

Of course, there was no time for a few people to be shocked, and the powerful Seventh-Order Orderer bore the brunt of it and greeted it again.

"Let's go together!"

As another dull voice sounded, everyone quickly stopped their retreating figures when they heard the sound, even if it was a four-star ghost, what could he do, he was facing a group of elite beings from the anti-spirit world, even if it accidentally killed the life of a sixth-order orderer, the remaining six people would be difficult to resist.

But no one thought that everything was not as simple as imagined, when everyone, including Wang Tofu, chose to resist at the moment of danger, a new change occurred, and the earth of the underground palace suddenly began to shake.

"What's going on!"

Everyone steadied themselves again, only to hear a rustling sound that soon sounded like quicksand, and faintly mixed with a strange sound of wild laughter.

"Hahaha......"

The lights in the dungeon began to flicker, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere.

"Wind and sand?"

Everyone was stunned, including the seventh-order orderly who was entangled with the four-star shroud.

"Is this it?"

Before the words could be finished, the old monk's chanting sounded in the ears of the orderly who spoke, and the rattle of the bell rang out one after another, as well as the scolding of several other people, including the roar of the shroud.

It's just that all the voices are fading down, and his eyes are starting to get confused!

That invisible force seemed to have triggered some kind of terrible mutation in the dungeon, and everyone seemed to have begun to fall into the most terrifying world in their hearts under that pervasive and strange power.

"Click..."

The July sky thundered, and Harui stood on the edge of a field of crops, squinting as a man in a tunic watched slowly towards the village that seemed to have been abandoned by the world in the distance.

The night was like a big mouth that wanted to swallow everything he saw.

"Even if it's the Heavenly Master of Maoshan, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back, Maoshan's reputation is important, and it's more important to save my life, but I've never seen such a fierce one in my life!"

These are the words that have been echoing in the heart of the Daoist of Chunlai, the place where he desperately left twenty years ago, in the past twenty years, even if his cultivation has been enough to rank among the Heavenly Masters, and he has joined the anti-spirit organization desperately, he still can't forget it.

He didn't know why, and the more he tried to forget, the more daunting he felt.

It wasn't until twenty years later that he met the young man who had come out of there, and he thought he had finally found a reason to free himself, but today, he couldn't figure out why he was still here.