Seeing Ji Daoren looking at the Killing God in his hand with a fanatical and almost greedy gaze, Shan Luo suddenly didn't like it in his heart, and he snorted coldly: "What? Want to eat me with a sword? ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Daoren couldn't help but shudder, he was stabbed by the Extreme Dao Destiny Weapon, he didn't dare to guarantee whether he would survive, so he could only smile stupidly.

Shan Luo no longer paid attention to him, and the three of them began to watch out for their surroundings again, a faint horror permeated the beach, they always felt that something would suddenly burst out, and the frightened Ji Daoren even summoned a white-clothed ghost and a ghost who died in four days.

Looking at these five-headed ghosts so closely, Shan Luo still felt uncomfortable in his heart, but the five-headed ghosts were even more afraid of him, after all, they had only fought in the morning, and Shan Luo suppressed them with domineering strength, although they were ghosts but not wood, they were naturally afraid of them.

The silent beach glows golden in the sun, and the grass next to the beach is green, and the two of them set off each other to form a beautiful picture, but this picture is so beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but feel that something is wrong with it, as if something is missing, the sky from time to time skimmes a few sky vultures, but they seem to be very afraid of the island of prisoners, and they dare not land.

Shan Luo's eyes kept scanning the beach, and finally his eyes stayed on the row of wooden houses on the grass, at a glance, there were a total of twelve wooden houses, none of them were very large, barely living a single family, these wooden houses seemed to be clustered into a small village, and they were about a hundred meters away from the sea outside the beach, and they were not worried about the invasion of the late high tide.

"Bang!"

As if sensing Shan Luo's gaze, the door of the middle wooden house suddenly opened. Shocked, the three of them hurriedly focused their eyes away, but nothing came out of the wooden house. It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Bang, bang, bang, bang......

The wooden door that opens from that door is the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion. The doors of the wooden houses on both sides opened one after another, and the whole scene was extremely strange, and nothing came out of the wooden houses under the nervous expressions of the three people.

"Are the islanders scaring us?" A cold sweat broke out on Ji Daoren's face, and he asked in a pretended relaxed tone, obviously he was also frightened by the strange scene in front of him.

"Do you believe it yourself?" Shan Luo asked rhetorically, his eyes stayed on those wooden houses, and he held the right hand of the killing god even harder, and the green tendons crawled all over the palm, looking very hideous.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Shan Luo snorted coldly. As soon as the words fell, his right hand was quickly raised, and the blade of the God Killing Sword slashed a perfect arc from Ji Daoren's head, and the next moment, a blood-colored sword qi blasted towards those wooden houses like an arrow from the string, the whole process took less than a second, Ji Daoren only felt a gust of wind passing overhead, and before he could turn back, he saw a terrifying blood-colored sword qi flying out of his head.

"Boom-"

The sword qi directly hit a wooden house in the middle, and the wen qi exploded. The wooden blocks flew wildly, and the smoke and dust rose in an instant, and the destructive power was amazing, and Ji Daoren was about to turn around and speak. Single-handedly, his legs bent and jumped into the air, and his right hand waved rapidly, so that Ji Daoren's eyes could only catch the afterimage. A few more half-moon-shaped blood-colored sword qi slashed towards the group of wooden houses.

Thundered!

Twelve wooden houses were finally destroyed by Shan Luo, and the broken wood flew fiercely. The dust rose nearly eight meters high, and Ji Daoren opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while. Grace was also frightened by Shan Luo's sudden attack.

After landing, Shan Luo's expression was cold, but his eyes did not leave the dust in front of him for a moment, and soon, under the gaze of the three people, several black shadows began to appear in the rolling dust, and the number of black shadows was still increasing, and it could be seen from their larger and larger figures that they were walking towards the three people.

Is it finally there?

Shan Luo narrowed his eyes, his eyes were instantly dyed blood, the dignity of the king could not be intimidated, and these things that had been hidden in the shadows finally came out under his coercion.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!" ……

A low roar came from the dust, the sound was like a beast, which made people panic, and soon those figures walked out of the dust, their hideous faces were so frightened that Qisi hurriedly covered her mouth, and Ji Daoren's pupils also shrank.

I saw a 'person' with open skin and flesh coming out, they were covered in blood, their faces were still bleeding pus, there were men and women, their skin exposed to the air had corroded, and even the white bones could be seen in the flesh, which made people frightened and sick at the same time.

Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they are the inhabitants of Prison Bird Island!

Shan Luo frowned and looked at the walking corpse who was walking towards him and the others, he couldn't believe that less than two hours had passed, these islanders had become such a human and ghostly appearance.

Why is that?

"Demonic Energy Erodes ......"

Ji Daoren looked at the walking corpse in front of him and muttered, but his words attracted Shan Luo's attention, could it be that these islanders became so miserable because of their demonic energy?

"What's going on?"

Shan Luo came to Ji Daoren's side and asked in a deep voice, for some reason he always felt that the feeling of being watched was still there, and that sense of danger did not come from this group of walking dead.

"Someone gave the people of this archipelago something contaminated with demonic energy, and the people of the islanders couldn't bear the burden of demonic energy and mental interference, and finally turned into demon corpses." Ji Daoren said with an embarrassed face, there is only one demon on Prison Bird Island, and that is the suppressed Coffin Demon King, and you don't need to think about it to know that these islanders must be harmed by the Coffin Demon King's demonic energy.

But who did it?

Obviously, only he knows the existence of the coffin demon king, and there are no other outsiders on the island except for the two of them, who will it be?

The more he thought about it, the more ugly Ji Daoren's face became, he felt as if he had been tricked, someone actually approached the Coffin Demon King without him noticing, and his purpose was definitely not pure.

"Are these islanders still saved?"

The woman on the side suddenly asked, although the people of this archipelago are pedantic, their nature is still kind, they just don't want to be disturbed by outsiders.

"They're dead, now they're only left with their primitive instincts, and they've at least gained the strength of words, don't look at their sluggishness, once they start attacking, it's going to be a nightmare!" Ji Daoren shook his head and said, but his words made Shan Luo and Yusi's faces change.

This group of demon corpses actually has the strength of literal transformation, and when they are swept away, there are at least a hundred demon corpses, which is equivalent to a hundred literal transformation powerhouses who are not afraid of pain and only have their primitive nature left.

"Then slaughter them!"

Shan Luo lifted the killing god in his hand and said, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the hundreds of demon corpses that were walking towards them, and Ji Daoren gritted his teeth and nodded.

If they didn't destroy this group of demon corpses, how could they spend five days on Prison Bird Island with peace of mind? (To be continued......)