When something goes wrong, it is a demon, fog for no reason, and the color of this mist is blood red, which is indeed very weird, at least in Ge Yu in the past 20 years, it is the first time he has encountered this situation.

Zhong Jinliang, a novice, was even more unheard of, and said with some trepidation: "Brother Yu, why is this fog so scary?" What the hell is going on? ”

"The three living sacrifice bridges, the resentment is quite big after death, and the three ghosts with extremely high Taoism are condensed together to form boundless blood, so this happens, let's continue to move forward, each of them will be a little more prosperous with their own yang energy, don't be eroded by this blood and energy, and affect your soul."

Ge Yu said, and also took out the Maoshan Seven Star Sword on his waist, and he had to be vigilant at this time, seeing that the evil qi condensed in this red mist was already like substance, they could still resist it with their own pure yang qi, if it was an ordinary person, or a cultivator with a lower cultivation, it was very likely that they would be contaminated by the yin qi in this red mist, affecting the divine soul, and thus being controlled by the yin qi and doing some unbelievable things, this is not a joke.

Ge Yu was most worried about He Dazhuang, so he kept him by his side all the time.

At the same time, according to the yin aura condensed by this red mist, Ge Yu also generally made a judgment, estimating that these ghosts had almost reached the primary level of ghosts and demons, or were close to the path of ghosts and demons.

The other party died too tragically, and was poured alive in the cement pillar, especially the child who was less than three months old, who had just been reincarnated not long ago, and before he opened his eyes to take a good look at the world, he was killed again, in order to wait for this reincarnation, it didn't know how many years it had waited, and it hung up a few months after it was born, and it was strange that its resentment was not heavy.

As for the mother of the baby, watching her son being poured into a cement pillar and suffering greatly before his death, this kind of living watching her son being killed is the most powerful way to stimulate the mother's resentment, extremely tragic, and will inevitably turn into a ghost to take revenge after death.

And these days, they have to kill at least two or three people every day, the more people they kill, the heavier the blood resentment on their bodies, if all the people in their village are killed, it will condense the resentment and ferocity of the people in the entire village, it is estimated that the three ghosts can reach the realm of primary demons in a very short period of time.

It's really not crazy and can't survive, Ge Yu faintly felt that this matter was a little unusual, but where it was, I couldn't figure it out for a while, and I could only take one step at a time.

Several people passed through the red mist that permeated the village, and continued to walk forward, and the further they went, the thicker the blood-red mist became.

This blood-red mist is sweet and silky, and when you inhale it into your lungs, your breath feels heavy.

As he was about to leave the village, suddenly, a baby's cry sounded again, and the baby's cry was unusually loud, as if it were beside him.

The few people who heard this cry were a little upset in their hearts, and Hei Xiaose immediately scolded: "Cry, you have the ability to come out and fight with Hei Ye, and ensure that you cry even worse." ”

However, as soon as the black voice fell, suddenly, a baby crawled out of the red mist in front of him, and the baby was wet and stained with a lot of cement and sand, and crawled towards them while crying.

The little baby was only two or three months old, naked, although he was crying, but above the little face, the corners of his mouth were upturned, but there was a trace of evil smile, especially the eyes, which were as dark as ink, and the resentment was monstrous, and he staggered straight towards them.

"Uncle...... I'm so cold, can you play with me......" The little baby's voice was cold, and it echoed, and as she spoke, she crawled towards them.

After a short time, the little baby crawled to the side of the crowd, suddenly stood up from the ground, and the cry stopped abruptly, and then "giggled" and laughed: "Uncle...... Play with me......"

As he spoke, blood continued to flow from the corners of the baby's mouth.

"Okay, uncle will have a good time with you, eat your uncle's sword first!" As he spoke, the black little color sword fell, and it slashed at the little baby's body.

The sword passed, and the little baby was immediately cut in two and cut off by the waist.

The baby's body was separated, its feet were still moving, and its hands were lying on the ground, and suddenly it cried again: "Uncle...... You are so ruthless, I have been harmed like this, and you still cut me with a sword, you are the same as them, you are all bad people...... I want you dead...... You're all going to die......"

The little baby supported half of his body with his hands, and continued to crawl towards Hei Xiaose, leaving a long trail of blood behind him, and his legs were still trembling, how weird and weird the situation was.

In this case, Hei Xiaose was also startled, his Qinghong sword was also a magic weapon that had been inherited by Wudang Mountain for hundreds of years, and if it was slashed with one sword, even if it was a powerful ghost, it would be scattered.

At this moment, Zhong Jinliang stepped forward, and as soon as the sword in his hand came out, it suddenly fell on the baby's head again.

Immediately after a scream, the baby's broken body suddenly turned into a black gas and disappeared invisibly.

It's still more powerful to cut the immortal sword, destroy all evils, and a hundred ghosts will not invade.

Seeing that the little baby disappeared, Hei Xiaose breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, although the baby was gone, the cry of the baby around him became even more tragic.

Then in the red mist, another baby crawled out, but this time it was not one or two, but a large group of babies, densely crawling towards them.

No one could count how many babies there were, all of them looked the same, and the cries of countless babies were connected together, forming a huge Qi field, and the heads of several people were buzzing.

Crying babies surrounded them on all sides.

"Ah...... It's over...... We're going to die...... We must die here......" When He Dazhuang saw these countless babies, he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

Among these people, he had the lowest cultivation and couldn't control it at first.

Ge Yu felt that this situation was strange, and bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a stinging pain spread to his whole body, and the Lingtai suddenly became clear, and when he looked forward again, he found that there were not so many babies in front of him, this was an illusion, and they were still affected by this red mist.