The screams of the Bifang tribe gradually stopped at this moment, and the burning houses were effectively controlled. Although this tribe of six or seven thousand people is not devastated at the moment, it is not far behind.

More than a thousand of the people had been turned into corpses, and by this time they had all been killed, and the corpses were piled up as high as a hill.

At this time, Lian Sheng was still in a stalemate with the half-step spirit corpse, while the remaining Bifang clan elders were fighting with Mu Chen's other flying zombie at the moment.

The flying zombie that this old gentleman turned into is very excited today, and nearly seventy percent of the corpses and corpses of more than 1,000 people are his masterpieces.

These clan elders who were surrounding him at the moment looked at the corpse that was high on the hill, and the resentment of the stiff head in front of them was quite great.

The Bifang tribe had not suffered such large-scale casualties in many years.

And among these more than 1,000 people, not only the clansmen, but also forty percent of the good hands above the Qi Realm, these will be the mainstay of the tribe in another ten years, and today, they were killed by this flying zombie and drank blood alive, and finally became corpses and corpses.

And in Lian Sheng's mansion, at this time, Lian Ba was lying on the ground like a dead dog, he looked at Mu Chen resentfully, inlet in and out a lot.

Mu Chen shook his head, this is only more than a thousand knives, this guy can't stand it.

Looking at Lian Yu's dying appearance, Mu Chen stopped his movements and said expressionlessly: "Lian Yu, you are to blame for this situation today, and my sister Hongzhao's life is not something you can wash away alone." ”

Lian Yu's expression moved, and he didn't know what Mu Chen meant by this.

Mu Chen wiped the fangs of the spirit corpse back and forth on his body, and then put them into his sleeves. As he watched the thick fire in the kitchen spread to the courtyard, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

didn't look at Lian Yu's expression again, he raised his foot and kicked him to the kitchen door, then clapped his hands, turned around, left a back, and said softly: "Young Master Lian Yu, farewell." ”

Walking out of Lian Sheng's mansion, Mu Chen found that the situation had been stabilized by Lian Sheng, and he couldn't help but feel a while in his heart.

Walking into a small tile room, seeing that there was no one around, Mu Chen gently put down the heavenly coffin on his back, his hands were sealed, and the lid of the heavenly coffin slowly opened.

Hong Zhao lay there quietly, the blood on his neck already solidified. Mu Chen took off the white towel on Hong Zhao's face and gently wiped it around his neck.

He said as he wiped it: "Sister Hongzhao, I have already stabbed the murderer of Uncle Xin Mu, and even let that Lian Yu suffer the punishment of thousands of knives, now let him slowly repent of the sins he committed in the fire." ”

Mu Chen wiped Hong Zhao's body very seriously, and after wiping it, he put away the bloody face towel, stepped into the coffin, lay down beside Hong Zhao, and said softly: "Sister Hong Zhao, the two of you have been eliminated, but I seem to think that you will be lonely on Huangquan Road with just a few people accompanying you and your uncle on the road...... Why don't you let this entire Bifang tribe be buried with you?"

I saw the blade slash through Hong Zhao's neck until he hugged her and lost his breath. Since then, Mu Chen's temperament has changed unconsciously.

Anger affected him all the time, and at this moment, he actually had the idea of burying a tribe in his mind, and it was so natural.

Mu Chen has completely fallen into the devil.

He lay beside Hong Zhao, his hands were sealed, and he changed the magic seal and said softly: "Seal the coffin and enter the soil." ”

As soon as the words fell, the lid of the heavenly coffin slowly closed, and then slowly sank into the earth.

"Sister Hongzhao, let my physical body accompany you here, and my spiritual body will go and let this tribe accompany you to the funeral. ”

After Mu Chen finished speaking, his hands formed handprints again, and the corners of his mouth read: "Soul Crossing Technique!"

The half-step spirit corpse was fighting with Lian Sheng, suddenly covering his head and roaring. How could Lian Sheng not take advantage of such a good opportunity!

He stepped forward with his gun and stabbed at the half-step spirit corpse's eyebrows.

Just as he was about to make a move, the half-step spirit corpse suddenly opened its eyes and grabbed the head of Lian Sheng's spear, the tip of which was only a stone's throw away from his head.

Mu Chen was in the body of a half-step spirit corpse at the moment, but he ignored a crucial fact.

Previously, when he used the Spirit Crossing Corpse Technique, the half-step spirit corpse was sealed with Spirit Wisdom by the green jade spirit coffin, and as soon as Mu Chen unlocked the seal, there was a problem with this Spirit Crossing Corpse Technique.

On weekdays, Mu Chen entered the body of this half-step spirit corpse, and everything was based on his own consciousness, but now the consciousness of the half-step spirit corpse was also in this body, affecting him all the time, and this person froze in the body of this half-step spirit corpse to seize control of this body.

If Mu Chen is defeated, then it is better to say, at most, it is only a wound on the spirit platform, and it can be healed after a month of cultivation, but if it causes other situations, such as the backlash of this soul inducing corpse technique, it will cause the spirit body to return to his body with part of the consciousness of this half-step spirit corpse!

"Bastard, don't come to influence the master! The master wants to kill everyone in this clan! I want to bury my sister Hongzhao!" Mu Chen shouted at the spirit body of the half-step spirit corpse in the spirit platform.

That half-step spirit corpse was naturally not to be outdone, and he recognized this little guy in front of him!

Two months ago, he was chased by himself for a few hours of blood food, and then I don't know what made his heart palpitate and sealed it for so long. Now he actually ran into his own body to snatch control of his body! How could he agree so easily.

Lian Sheng's gun was tightly held by the half-step spirit corpse at this moment, and under his dilemma, he looked at him suspiciously, and found that there seemed to be something wrong with the half-step spirit corpse in front of him.

He secretly observed it, then abandoned the spear in his hand, and a powerful aura came from him, and the feathers on his transformed Bi Fang martial soul became more gorgeous at this moment, and the beak seemed to become sharper!

Bi Fang's martial soul raised his wings and slid backwards for dozens of zhang, Lian Yu looked coldly at the half-step spirit corpse in the package of the martial soul, and then poked out his fingers and stood on his chest.

But the two fingers in his hand were not spelling, and at this moment, the powerful aura coming from his body slowly converged on his two fingers.

Bi Fang's martial soul wings were raised again, Lian Sheng's fingertips were pointing forward, and he swept towards the half-step spirit corpse, and shouted in his mouth:

"Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens!

As soon as the words fell, the powerful aura condensed by the fingertips turned into a visible air flow like the long beak on the Bifang bird, heading straight towards the half-step spirit corpse!

And Mu Chen is still seizing control of his body with the half-step spirit corpse at the moment!

said that it was too late, and suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded, which suddenly made Lian Sheng in mid-air stop suddenly.

"Patriarch! The house is on fire! Your aunts are all dead! Young Master Lian Yu is still angry, but he has been slashed by thousands of knives on his body, which is unbearable!"