The old Taoist priest was shocked by the power of the sword that Song Qingxiao slashed out one moment ago, but the next moment he heard the low voice of the person beside him, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and hurriedly turned around and grabbed the side of the boat to look out.

The boat in the distance had disappeared and the lights had gone out.

But with the hazy halo on the river, he could still clearly see the water rushing down from the bottom of the boat glowing red, as if it was dyed by the red dress on the female ghost that appeared earlier.

"Could it be some kind of yin qi?"

Song Changqing also glanced at the side of the boat and asked.

The old Taoist priest looked solemn and solemn:

"No, it's like flesh."

The color of these red-dyed rivers is not evenly mixed, as if it is caused by blood mixing into it from time to time.

"Do you smell blood?"

The old Taoist's gaze fell on the corpse beside Song Qingxiao, with a somewhat worried look on his face.

With the intuition of a cultivator, he sensed that something was wrong with the corpse.

Mrs. Shen's family of four turned into corpses after being recruited, and the poison in the corpse was terrifying.

She bit the man in the face, and the corpse poisoned the heart, which could kill the man in an instant.

Under the effect of the Yin Qi, it was enough to seal the blood in his body, so that it would not flow for so long.

The most important thing is that there is no way for the blood in a person's body to dye the river water flowing down to such a red color.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest reminded:

"Qingxiao, the one next to you—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Wu Baoshan and others say:

"Didn't smell any blood—"

"Daddy."

Wu Baoshan was talking, and the child who was held in Aunt Wu's arms called him.

The child's milk voice did not attract the attention of others in this messy scene, only Aunt Wu, who hugged her grandson, thought that the child was worried, reached out and patted him on the back, and even wanted to cover his eyes:

"Little Bao, don't be afraid, Grandma is here."

"Grandma, moved, he moved-"

As soon as the child's eyes were covered, he twisted twice.

His words were heard by the others, and the people who were originally making a commotion suddenly fell silent.

"What's moving?"

Song Changqing, who was observing the river, turned his head, and everyone looked in the direction of the child's finger.

On the opposite side of the ship, the body of the man half-hung on the side of the boat lay there.

He collapsed inside the boat with his legs apart, and the waves of water hit his legs as the hull swayed.

One second –

Two seconds –

"Whew-"

Two breaths passed, and nothing happened.

Everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, and the next moment, they saw that the dead man seemed to have kicked his leg.

"Scared!"

The old man who was driving the car had his eyelids jumped, and he thought that his eyes had been pulled hard and had a serious hallucination, and he was about to rub his eyes, but he saw two palms appear on both sides of the man's body at some point, grabbing the side of the boat.

With the sound of the knuckles of 'Titicaca', his arms bent in an eerie posture.

This was followed by a series of bone thuds, and the man's heels hit the ground, and his belly thumped—

His body was propped up in the opposite direction of his limbs to the ground, and his gnawed face lifted up with the sound of 'click' bone joints.

“……”

I don't know if I have seen the scene of the corpse of Mrs. Shen's family of four before, and at this time, the other people on the boat saw the scene of the man's corpse, and they didn't scream in surprise as before.

'Whoa-whoa-'

The man's face was pitted with bite marks, his facial features had been torn, and the coagulated blood was stuck on his bloody cheeks, which looked particularly terrifying.

After a while, layers of dense black hair emerged from his arms and face, making his entire face look like a rotten peach with long hair after rotting.

Aunt Wu and the others were silent, holding back the fear in their hearts, and frantically squeezed into the middle.

The old Taoist priest subconsciously reached out to touch his waist, wanting to pinch the rune paper in his hand.

As soon as the corpse stood up, it seemed to be attracted by the smell of the living, and crawled in the direction of the crowd in this strange way.

Everyone didn't say a word, and the people sitting on the outermost part seemed to instantly sense the true meaning of the sentence 'unity is strength'-

The group of people sitting in the middle were united at this time, hugging each other, forming a steely team, so that the people outside could not squeeze in even if they tried their best.

"Give it to me, child."

The fierce woman on the ox cart sat in the center of the crowd early, and when she saw Aunt Wu sitting outside holding the child, she was moved with compassion.

Aunt Wu burst into tears, and when she heard this, she lifted Wu Houshan and handed it to her.

Song Qingxiao stood in place, as if he hadn't noticed what was happening on the boat.

"Dao Chief, why is Miss Song—" A man in the crowd who was red-faced spoke softly, and his voice didn't dare to be amplified, for fear of attracting the attention of the evil corpse, and for fear of provoking Song Qingxiao's dislike.

The old Taoist priest did not speak, but his body had already begun to accumulate strength.

The cultivator's ears and eyes are clear, and if he thinks about it carefully, since he left Yunhu Mountain, Song Qingxiao has shown extraordinary induction power several times.

She could hear the movement very early, and a place as big as the ship couldn't do without her divine sense.

It is impossible for her not to notice such a big thing as a man's corpse.

The reason why she didn't move, in addition to the fact that she didn't pay attention to this evil corpse, the old Taoist priest guessed that there might be a bigger goal to attract her attention.

- The boat carrying the female ghost in red is still missing.

Her sword seemed to be powerful, but judging from the abnormal changes in the river, the female ghost was not fundamentally injured.

At least the man's corpse proved that the female ghost was extraordinary, and that she might have to do something big.

"Changqing, let's deal with this corpse."

The old Taoist priest's lips moved, and he transmitted the message to his eldest apprentice.

He didn't want to sit still, and he didn't want to disturb Song Qingxiao at this time and distract her.

Before Song Changqing could speak, the man who asked the question saw the corpse crawling closer and closer, and he was terrified in his heart, and couldn't help but call out again:

"Dao Chief—"

Before the words fell, everyone heard a loud 'bang'.

The hull of the ship shook violently, as if it had hit a reef at the bottom of the river.

The figure of everyone hugging each other was crooked, and even the old Taoist priest deviated from his body.

At this moment, the bottom of the ship seemed to be entangled in something, and this thing grazed the hull of the ship, and quickly crawled in the direction of the side of the ship.

At the sound of 'Si Si Suo', the thing moved surprisingly fast.

In an instant, everyone heard only two loud sounds, 'bells, bells', and there seemed to be water droplets splashing on one side of the ship's side.

As soon as the people instinctively turned their heads, they saw only a rotting corpse that had been immersed in the water for an unknown number of years was prostrate on the side of the bow of the ship.

The man closest to the bow of the ship turned his head to confront the carrion, and an indescribable stench came over his face.

Emotions such as panic, suffocation, horror, and despair all came to his heart in an instant, so that his heart almost stopped beating on the spot, and he was so frightened that he only had time to let out a deafening scream from his mouth:

"Ah!!h

This exclamation broke the silence on the river, and also made the old Taoist priest hold the talisman paper and show a look of panic.

There are only two people between him and Song Changqing, but the master and apprentice do not have the ability to suppress the two corpses at the same time.

On top of that, he had heard something at the bottom of the river rising rapidly, and the sound of bubbling bubbles as it was being crossed.

The sound of 'bang, bang, bang' was incessant, and the black ship shook lightly, and sank like a buoy under the grasp of these forces.

The bottom of the boat lapped against the river, making a 'whooshing' sound.

The sound of 'Sisso' became more intense, and it was faster and more urgent to grasp what was crawling under the boat.

"Miss Song—"

"Fairy help!"

At this time, everyone couldn't care less about disturbing Song Qingxiao's affairs, and they all screamed one after another.

The moment the corpse at the bow of the boat appeared, he heard the man's cry and stretched out his arm to grab him.

Its arms had been soaked and rotted, and in some places it looked like it had been eaten by fish, revealing blackened bones and remnants of carrion.

The long black nails were at least five or six inches long, and they had a cold air, and if they were caught, they would be crushed and their stomachs cracked.

There is also the stiff body that has crawled upside down, and in the process of crawling, a lot of black hair is drilled, which is obviously not easy to mess with.

The old Taoist priest grabbed a handful of rune paper in his hand, and his body was tense to the extreme at this time.

The constant sound of 'thuds' on the bottom of the boat and around the ship, as well as the 'click' sound between the fingernails scratching as the corpses crawled, interfered with the will of the people.

The old Taoist priest's forehead soon saw sweat, and he finally couldn't resist the pressure in his heart, and scattered all the rune paper in his hand.

'Boom-'

The rune paper turned into lightning and lightning, striking the corpse on the bow of the ship.

But when it fell on its head, the lightning only cut through its body, leaving a burning mark.

A large amount of Yin Evil Qi rushed up, engulfing the power of this Dao Gate.

At the same time, the corpse roared, reaching out its arm and slamming it at the man closest to him—

The long armor brought up several afterimages, and the black evil qi turned into elongation.

Everyone screamed, and the man tried his best to dodge in the middle, and the moment he saw the old Taoist priest's rune paper fail, the hope in his eyes turned into despair.

After not getting a response from Song Qingxiao, he closed his eyes and waited for death.

But the expected sharp pain of being scratched by the corpse did not happen, but a soft 'whoosh' sound, a foul smell came, and several cold and thick mucus sprayed on his face, so that he almost lost his breath.

"Master!"

In Song Changqing's cheers of surprise, the man opened his eyes tremblingly.

I saw that the seven stars that were originally floating on everyone's side released a glowing starlight at this time, and the light connected into a huge halo circle, enveloping everyone.

The scratching corpse's arm was cut off, and decaying pale green slime gushed out of the fracture.

Losing the support of an arm, it was half-prostrate on the side of the ship, its rotten face revealing a human fear.

But in the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

On the river in the distance, a little red light suddenly appeared, penetrating the blockade of the black mist.

As soon as the red light appeared, the corpse that had already cowered seemed to be greatly stimulated, and its body squirmed and crawled into the cabin, desperately crawling towards the aperture.

But the moment it approached the Great Array of Stars, Starlight activated, turned into a killing machine, and crushed its poking head.

Rotting flesh and blood are flying, and the smell is overflowing!

The zombie that had climbed up from the bottom of the water was cut off in an instant, and it couldn't step within half a step of the Star Array.

At the same moment, the speed of the crawling corpses on the bottom of the ship and around them increased, and many dry bones appeared one after another around the side of the ship.

This scene was a nightmare for the people on board.

The red light in the distance began to expand, and the red light seemed to open the gates of hell.

Countless corpses sleeping under the water began to dive upwards and make a 'whooshing' sound as the water stirred.

Countless corpses approached as if they had smelled bait, slapping the bottom of the boat and climbing up the hull.

These people, who have been dead for many years, still do not live in peace, and crawl towards the living with full of resentment.

Under the red light, every rotten skin on their faces was clearly visible to everyone.

The muddy face, the body of the bones has been exposed, and there are still the underwater algae, silt, and foul smell that were entangled when buried deep in the bottom of the river, and the moment you see it, you will be dizzy and give people a great visual and psychological impact.

But for some reason, these evil corpses all avoided the direction where Song Qingxiao was, and crawled towards the old Taoist priest and others.

"The gates of hell have been opened—"

In the hazy red light, everyone's eyes were like a world stained by blood.

As the corpses crawled, the stench and dampness filled the black boat.

The hull of the ship, which carried many carrion corpses, began to sink rapidly.

"I don't want to die-"

"Wow wow-"

Men, women, and children all shouted in despair and fear at this time.

Even the old Taoist priest who was accustomed to seeing big scenes changed his face, but the sense of justice engraved in his bones made him override his fear, stand up, and sit in front of everyone.

The scene in front of him was a hundred times more terrifying than the corpses of Mrs. Shen's family of four, and the sound of the corpses rubbing against the deck of the cabin when the corpses crawled inside the ship was terrifying.

It's just that when they crawled to the place of the Star Array, in the midst of everyone's screams, the Star Array was touched—

Suddenly, the starlight was magnificent, and an intertwined halo emanated from the seven seven stars, turning into a supreme killing machine.

With the sound of 'whoosh', the first batch of crawling corpses were slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

Rotting flesh and inky black juice spurted wildly, interspersed with the severed arms of the man who had just died.

"They can't come in!"

The old Taoist priest originally had the determination to sacrifice himself with great righteousness and awe, and with so many corpses, he never thought that he would be blocked by the Star Array.

But when he saw with his own eyes that the first batch of corpses were slaughtered in an instant, his heart, which had been silent to the bottom, began to beat slightly, and then it hit his chest violently.

The ecstasy of the rest of his life, the awe of the great array of stars, and the joy that everyone's lives were temporarily guaranteed turned into a huge surprise, which made him shout:

"Calm down, don't be afraid, they won't get in!"

"As long as you don't get out of the circle, these demons can't get in."

He shouted twice in a row, venting the joy in his heart.