With the broken Qingfrost Sword as the node, the surrounding illusion was quickly dyed with blood, until the last bit of the remnant sun fell, and a red moon hung up, and the dream was a pitch-black night, the wind howled and the leaves were whining, and only the dark red moonlight illuminated.

Seeing Heng's expression gradually became frightened, his eyes looked at the people around him, and he stumbled and tugged on the sleeve of the pillow kun, "They, they ......"

The body of "Yun Qi", who was still lying on the ground, arched his back in a strange posture, his face was held high, his eyes were turned to the far right, staring at Yun Zhao deadly.

"Senior sister?"

Yun Zhao broke down and cried.

"It's her inner demon. Pillow Kun frowned and turned his head, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Those disciples who were originally in good shape during the day all turned into a strange and terrifying appearance like "Yun Qi" at this time, their faces were expressionless, their limbs were on the ground, and they quickly crawled towards Yun Zhao with the strength of their wrists.

There was a trace of ripples in the illusion around him, and the pillow kun raised his hand, and the blue light in his palm gathered, and then quickly dissipated, "The fluctuation is not enough." ”

Those "disciple" monsters were like four-legged spiders, they didn't say a word, their eyes were red and staring at Yun Zhao, and there was only the sound of them crawling on the ground at night, and their movements were fast and agile.

Yun Zhao continued to cry, as if she was out of breath, and when Xue Wuzhi was squatting next to her and worrying, she suddenly got up and ran away into the darkness quickly.

Xue Wuzhi and a few people quickly followed.

Xiao Yunzhao probably tried her best, unlike Xue Wuzhi and the others, for her, she was now fleeing for her life, so Xue Wuzhi and the others almost didn't catch up. It was dark again, and when Yun Zhao stopped, Jian Heng felt that he had lost half his life.

Yun Zhao stopped in front of a room, then looked left and right, pushed the door and quickly got in.

The three of them followed, and as soon as they entered, they couldn't help frowning—the illusion fluctuations here were more than ten times greater than those in other places, and even the air around them seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, surging and deformed.

The blue light gathered in his hand, and the scene in the room was illuminated.

There were white, lifeless corpses lying on the ground, and to be honest, there wasn't much blood in the room, but there was an indescribable smell in the air.

It wasn't rancid, but it was alive and it went straight into the nostrils.

It's like a corpse soaking and swollen, that cold fishy smell.

No matter what version of the "Chang Xishan Tragedy" that Xue Wuzhi and Jianheng have heard, it is not as big as the impact of that scene directly in front of your eyes. The two of them had goosebumps all over their bodies, their teeth clenched uncontrollably, and they subconsciously kept swallowing to suppress the desire to vomit and the unspeakable panic in their chests.

Xiao Yunzhao sat in the corner, holding the corpse of a middle-aged man in her arms, she was whispering something quickly, but the corpse gradually melted in her arms, becoming a thick pool of blood soaked in clothes.

She seemed to be stunned, looking stupidly at her arms, her immature face stiffened, and she had not yet had time to transform into fear.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao," Xue Wuzhi's eyes were moist, his heart was painful and sour, and his voice trembled, "Xiao Zhao, wake up, ......"

The blue light in the palm of the pillow Kun gathered brighter and brighter, and then scattered around the room, shining in the darkness, like stars.

"Yun Zhao, Yun Zhao!" saw Heng also screamed anxiously, wanting to quickly pull her out of this terrifying dream, "Yun Zhao!

A voice was eager, a voice was gentle and firm, the two shouted for a long time, Yun Zhao was still pale and stupid looking at the blood, this call didn't seem to have any effect.

The pillow kun almost used all its demonic power to contend with the demon realm, but the demon realm seemed to have elastic power, no matter how it was pressed, it would immediately recover.

Between the opening and closing of the crack, the pillow Kun was also a little irritable, and couldn't help but roar, "Be louder, she won't be shouted deaf!"

Seeing that Heng was also in a hurry, he glanced at his eyes and saw the strange dead man holding the window outside the window, he trembled with fright, and yelled in Yun Zhao's ear, "Yun Zhao! Yun Zhao! I'm a small bolt!

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, wake up!" Xue Wuzhi sweated on his forehead, "Senior brother is here." ”

Xiao Yunzhao's ears moved suddenly, and then a panicked and frightened look appeared on her face. Seeing Heng thought she had heard it, and as soon as her mouth opened, she saw Yun Zhao kneeling down with a thud and bowing in the direction of several people.

"The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, please save my master, I beg you...... Whoever it is, such as the Buddha, the monster, please, please, please, save my brothers......"

She cried with snot and tears, and the words in her mouth kept on and on, and she looked like she was crazy......

Seeing that Heng couldn't tell ...... discomfort in his heart, he sat down on the ground and began to cry together.

Pillow Kun was also irritable, forgetting his identity for a while, and inexplicably followed the curse of two sentences "The monster who lost his conscience".

Of all of them, only Xue Wuzhi kept a gentle and firm voice calling for her from beginning to end, even if Yun Zhao couldn't see it, he still tried to face her head-on, looked into her eyes, and called out one after another.

Suddenly, Yun Zhao's gaze froze, and Xue Wuzhi looked back to follow her gaze and saw a snow-white little fox sitting at the door.

When Xue Wuzhi turned back again, Yun Zhao had already stood up, a sword appeared in her hand at some point, and she slowly walked towards the door, her clear eyes were bloodshot.

"What are you doing here?" The voice was almost not human, every word was like a scream, not loud, but eerie.

Yun Zhao raised his sword high, his voice thin and sharp, "Die!"

The little fox dodged the sword that had been chopped down, and jumped to the side with a whining, wailing and still refusing to leave.

"Not good!" Pillow Kun's eyebrows jumped, and he looked at Xue Wuzhi, "If you kill Xiao Jiu, she will fall into the demon and stop her!"

"How to stop!" Seeing that Heng had already pounced, "We can't touch her and can't call her!"

"Line!"

As soon as Pillow Kun's words fell, Xue Wuzhi had already grabbed the line and pulled it back hard, Yun Zhao was pulled and tripped up, she turned back abruptly, and her scarlet eyes glanced behind her. Seeing Heng swallowing her saliva nervously, she just frowned in confusion, turned around and continued to raise her hand to slash at Xiao Jiu.

Xue Wuzhi entangled her twice, and once again used his strength to pull her back.

Yun Zhao let out a deafening roar from her mouth, and she was like a manic little beast at this time, her eyes constantly scanning back and forth behind her.

Then she stared at her, and suddenly raised her sword and slashed at her right hand.

"Don't!" Seeing that Heng was so frightened that his hair exploded, he grabbed the blue thread in Xue Wuzhi's hand and pulled it back with all his might.

Ding——

The line is broken.