"It's a good sentence for mothers to repay their debts...... Don't take responsibility for it, are you a white lotus? Don't be disgusted with the ......word "Su Elegy took out the nine songs, fluctuating the strings, and black gas began to rise under the mountain.

The red-clothed world took out the Xuanyin talisman and flew quickly to the opposite mountain.

Dozens of miles away, in the main battlefield of immortals and ghosts led by Shen Qinghan, hundreds of walking corpses with their heads lowered stood motionless on one side, and on the other side were neatly dressed white-clothed Xianmen disciples, ready to fight.

The originally silent walking corpse suddenly raised its head, its face covered with corpse spots, the flesh crawling with maggots, its messy hair, and the stench of cold, which was strange and terrifying.

"Uncle Shi, is there any movement in the group of corpses?" said the monk and his entourage to Shen Qinghan.

"Hmm...... Let the disciples fight according to the plan" Shen Qinghan stared intently at every move on the battlefield.

The walking corpses that raised their heads did not attack, on the contrary, they quickly burrowed into the soil, but in an instant, they disappeared suddenly and cleanly.

Shen Qinghan frowned: What's the matter?

"Stand back, voice disciple back down, be careful of deception" Shen Qinghan shouted loudly to the disciple in the battlefield, and at the same time he took an evil detection disk and hurriedly came to the battlefield, squatting down and observing carefully.

The Evil Disc was always pointing to one place, there was no messy swing, and the corpses had already left the place, and they seemed to be in a hurry to rush in the other direction.

Shen Qinghan looked in the direction of the pointer: What kind of place is that...... The location of the bride massacre.

Is something happening there?

Shen Qinghan got up, "The chief disciple listens to my orders, rush in this direction at full speed, and be sure to ensure that the local residents are not violated."

"Yes" The disciple behind him shouted as loudly as a rainbow, quickly reorganized the team, and immediately rushed towards the direction pointed by the evil spirit.

Shen Qinghan just wanted to move forward, but was suddenly pulled by the sudden appearance of unstained, "Senior brother"

Shen Qinghan glanced back at him, "I'll talk about something later, now the situation is urgent, and it can't be delayed."

Buzhi still didn't let go of Shen Qinghan, "Senior brother...... The boss is back."

Shen Qinghan frowned, "Isn't the head of the sect always there?"

"No, the head I see on weekdays is...... The head of the world who was dressed in red"

"What do you mean?"

"Senior Sister Fang Cai...... After going to the sky and beating the red-clothed world out of the body of the master, she and the red-clothed world-leaning disappeared......"

Shen Qinghan's sudden tinnitus, the whole world seemed to be quiet and noisy, and the boundary of collapse was close at hand. He turned around like crazy and hurried in that direction.

Buran couldn't keep up with him, so he could only shout: "Senior brother, what are you going to do?"

Shen Qinghan didn't answer him, and rushed in that direction desperately.

Wait for me, okay...... Wait for me......

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The flat land between the two mountains was already crowded only when the ghost was hunting, but now it was stuffed with the sudden appearance of walking corpses, which was even more crowded than dumplings. But there is a clear line between the two factions of walking corpses, which divides the flat land into two.

The red-clothed world raised his eyes to look at Su Elegy on the other side through the black fog, which was not very real, but it seemed to know the roots. The face under the mask hooked his lips and smiled coldly, and the Xuanyin talisman in his hand exuded an even thicker black mist, cold and gloomy.

The walking corpses on the side of the red-clothed world took the lead in pounced on the ghost red hunt, like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep. Both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses.

The last time the Red Hunting Sutra went to the Demon Clan, he lost nearly two-thirds of it, but he was holding a weapon that could shred up those "defenseless" walking corpses.

Although the fighting power of the red-clothed walking corpses is weaker, they are superior to their large numbers and can withstand fighting.

A sea of blood, mountains of corpses, the sound of flesh tearing, accompanied by hoarse ghosts crying wolf.

Red Hunt faintly had a tendency to retreat, Su Elegy's hand had already been drenched in blood, the blood flowing from his fingertips stained the piano terrifyingly, and there was a bead of blood on the string that kept falling.

"Bell"

Qin Xuan broke one, and Su Elegy's heart also fell to the bottom.

Su Elegy was a little between his eyebrows, and pulled out a beautiful white ray of light on the strings of the extradition road, "Shao Ling's wish, I sacrifice it with my soul, my old friends, I pour my strength into Er, and I am ordered to fight side by side, the nine songs are destroyed, and the red hunt is up"

Jiu Ge began to glow with a faint red light, and there seemed to be a low cry.

The ghost red hunt on the flat ground suddenly became violently excited, and the big knife swung towards the red-clothed walking corpse, and the red hunt advanced faintly like a bamboo.

Seeing this, the red clothes said in their hearts: It's a little interesting.

In the next moment, the red had disappeared without a trace.

Feeling a sudden strong hostility behind him, Su Wangge quickly turned around and saw clearly that the red clothes were pouring into the world, and the bloody hand clenched Qingge.

"Is it okay?"

"It's more than enough to make you go up in smoke," Su Elegy looked at him incomprehensibly.

"Oh, that's what I can see," the red sneered, full of contempt.

Su Wangge glanced at the sword in his hand, "You are shameless, you still climbed up the pole, but now you are still using someone else's sword"

The red-clothed world looked at the Jiuliu Sword, "After using it for so many years, I still have some habits, except for the fact that I can't resist the sword, everything else is not bad", after speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Su Elegy coldly, and raised his sword to attack her.

Su Wangge barely blocked the first few swords of the red clothes, and the next few swords seemed a little powerless, and after a while, a lot of colors were hung on his body, and nearly half of the spotless white clothes became red.

couldn't resist it for a while, Su Wangge was beaten down the mountain, fell heavily to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his beautiful face on weekdays was mud and blood.

The red-clothed world stood on a high place and stared at her coldly, like looking at a dead thing, extremely cold.

Su Wangge struggled to stand up, shook off his hand that was already painful and unconscious, wiped a handful of blood from his mouth, and looked at the red-clothed world with the same eyes, as if the red-clothed world was the one who really survived.

Untying the rope tied to his hand, Su Elegy tied up his black hair again. Fleshy hands rose together, sealing and chanting. Suddenly, a strong white light shone from the top of Su Elegy's head, and a white-winged Dapeng spread its wings and flew high, soaring straight into the sky, and finally burst open, slowly covering it like a big cup, wrapping all the walking corpses and red clothes in the world, as well as Su Elegy.

This is a taboo, and the beast that appears when the taboo is opened is the beast of the beginning of the person, that is, the object before the adult, which is a fine element barrier that only those who have cultivated to the Yuan Infant, and will never use it until the critical moment. When the taboo is revealed, the man must have a heart of death.

The red clothes looked at Su Elegy for some reason: Can't you beat it, are you going to commit suicide?

Su Elegy raised his middle finger at the red-clothed Tianshi, and the red-clothed Tianshi naturally couldn't understand it, thinking that Su Wangge was inviting him to fight again, and immediately flew down.

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