I don't know how long it took, but the blood mist outside finally dissipated.

Seemingly, everything has returned to the way it was.

When everyone walked out of the temple, they only felt that the sky was very high, the clouds were very white and white, and the moon was still so soft and bright.

Everyone's face showed the joy of the rest of their lives.

Except for Ye Qingchuan and these foreign cultivators!

Through the joy on these people's faces, they seemed to see sorrow.

"Senpai!" Charlotte tugged at Ye Qingchuan's sleeve, with a strange expression on her face, staring behind him with palpitations.

Ye Qingchuan turned his head,

He saw the German captain approaching this direction, with boredom in his mouth, followed by his nine soldiers.

Ye Qingchuan is quite calm.

Charlotte's psychological shadow area can only be said to increase to the Nth power.

He reached out and took Charlotte's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Ask these people what their intentions are, but remember, don't mention the bodies we've seen, and don't let them know they're dead!" ”

Charlotte nodded, and said in her heart that the adult is really wise, and it is true that he should not cause unnecessary trouble at this time.

She stepped forward, resisting the urge to vomit, and chatted with the captain.

The captain always had a warm smile on his face, and waved to Ye Qingchuan as he walked towards the outside of the temple.

Every soldier is like this, like a living person!

Ye Qingchuan watched them until their figures gradually became transparent and could no longer be seen.

Charlotte said beside him, "Seniors, they said that they were in a hurry just now, and they only cared about running for their lives and lost the tank, so they want to find the tank and find a way out as soon as possible, so that they can rush back to the battlefield of Stalingrad!" ”

Ye Qingchuan listened to it, and he didn't know what to think.

Xue Shishi sighed softly and said quietly, "Some people are still persistently looking for a way out of here, and some people have forgotten their past lives and become one with this city, but the next time the blood mist spreads, the temple bells will ring unexpectedly, and they will still flee here in unison...... Repeat the fate of reincarnation! ”

Ye Qingchuan heard a trace of sadness from these words.

"What the Snow Maiden said is right, we are no different from them, they are just leeks!" Bo Bai smiled bitterly, and there was a mystery hidden in his words.

Ye Qingchuan immediately understood.

His scalp is numb,

It's scary to think about!

This city continues to devour the living,

The living will eventually die.

But......

The phantom bodies that they split off before they die will not disappear.

With this hypothesis, you will deduce a terrifying truth: there are people who constantly cause terrible disasters and claim to be gods, and whenever disaster comes, these scattered monsters and phantom bodies will answer the call of the bell and run to the temple to take refuge and bow down to that god.

As the ideas of these beliefs continue to flow, the more powerful the deity becomes.

In other words, this is an extreme way of practice.

Ye Qingchuan could think of this, and the other cultivators naturally knew it for a long time.

Almost unanimously, everyone turned around and stared at the red-robed girl on the high platform.

The maiden also looked at them.

She just carried the lantern and looked at these cultivators with a blank face, smiling slightly.

That smile is a little cold!

Yan Wushuang's pupils shrank, and she said in shock, "Have you seen the lantern in her hand?" That's made of human skin! ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingchuan diverged his senses.

He didn't know if the lantern was made of human skin, but he saw that the yellowed lantern was painted with strange totems.

"Yes, Shuang'er girl is really as careful as a needle!" Bo Bai withdrew his divine sense with his hand and said in one word, "That lantern is her own skin!" ”

Ye Qingchuan was taken aback, and immediately focused his divine sense on the girl, and through the layers of splendid embroidery as thin as cicada wings, he vaguely saw that the girl had a totem like a lantern on her back.

Isn't this just a lantern sewn from her own skin?

Oh, my God!

He was getting more and more confused, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of these masters at all.

Ye Qingchuan was still wondering why this girl used her own skin to make a lantern, but she heard Charlotte beside her exclaim, "In this way, she has died a long time ago, and she is also a phantom body!" ”

"No!" Xue Shishi's face was solemn, and she said in a broken voice, "It's a demon, an ancient demon!" ”

As soon as they heard that this girl was an ancient demon, everyone looked shocked, just as shocked as when they heard the reincarnation of the 'Green Dragon' before.

What is an Ancient Demon?

Ye Qingchuan took it for granted that the ancient demon had become a demon since ancient times, and he had been cultivating until now......

And then

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Qinglong Venerable Envoy, if we join forces and fight to the death, there may be a glimmer of life!" Xiang Yang sacrificed his sword, he didn't want to become like those monsters, controlled by this female demon, and life was worse than death.

"Brother Xiang, don't act rashly!" Bo Bai shouted and stopped.

This also reminded Ye Qingchuan, and said to Qingxue Erji at the moment, "This devil is unfathomable, you can't give away people's heads lightly, let's leave here first, and then think about it in the long run!" ”

"Your Excellency is wise!" Xue Shishi responded, hurriedly exchanged glances with Yan Wushuang, and escorted Ye Qingchuan to withdraw from the temple.

In fact, except for Xiang Yang's reckless man, no one wanted to fight with the ancient demons.

"Lord Si Ming, don't look at it, go quickly!" Li Jianchen, who was seriously injured, pulled him, and Xiang Yang reluctantly put down his long sword and led the men of the Evil Sword Sect to withdraw from the temple.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Xiang Yang only felt that his eyelids were cold, and his hand turned out to be blood.

'Squeak-'

A cold wind blew, and the temple's curtains were blown to a rattle.

But in that sound, there was clearly another voice, which stimulated Xiang Yang's nerves one by one.

'Squeak-'

And then

Xiang Yang raised his head,

'Shhh

On the eaves overhead hangs a body,

The eyeball is bulging outward,

pale,

The tongue also sticks out, and it is firmly clamped between the lips, like an unretractable sigh!

Isn't that what he is?

Xiang Yang stood there like a sculpture, motionless!

'Wow! ’

The corpse suddenly spurted out a stream of blood, drenching Xiang Yang's face.

At that moment, Xiang Yang's divine sense was stuffed with terrifying colors, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand, his eyes were scarlet, and he stared at the figure in front of him.

……

Li Jianchen had been hit hard by Xue Shishi before, and was being supported by two doormen, but his eyes were always staring at Charlotte.

Seeing Charlotte following the 'Green Dragon' every inch, as if he had found a new master, he felt depressed and hateful, thinking that he had to get rid of this traitor, otherwise it would be difficult to get rid of the hatred in his heart......

"Ahh

Just thinking about it, Li Jianchen suddenly screamed.

Can you believe it?

You walked so well that someone somehow slashed you from behind.

Xiang Si Ming...... What have you done to hurt me? Li Jianchen pointed at Xiang Yang, who looked like a demon, and the blood on his back was dripping with pain, making him grin in pain.

The crowd was amazed by the sudden change.

"He's not Xiang Yang anymore, kill him!" The corners of Bo Bai's eyes twitched, and with a shout, the surrounding masters moved one after another and besieged Xiang Yang.

Ye Qingchuan and the others on the other side of the street were shocked, watching the crazy Xiang Yang laugh wildly, and finally fell under the siege of everyone.

A three-tribulation scattered immortal will die!

Xue Shishi reminded, "Everyone must keep the Lingtai Qingming, don't let unclean things take advantage of it!" ”

"Yes!" Everyone in the Demon Sect responded in unison, but they all saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

With Xiang Yang's experience, no one knows when his trusted partner will stab him in the back.

This is true for cultivators, let alone mortals.

Ye Qingchuan's heart was instantly filled with inexplicable fear, and when he turned around, he inadvertently glanced at it.

His eyes widened in horror.

On top of the spire of the temple, Lin Xueyao was standing there, her eyes were complaining, and her seven orifices were bleeding.

Ye Qingchuan shook his head vigorously, condensed his divine sense, and when he looked at it again, where was Lin Xueyao?

On the top of the dim temple, there was only a woman in a red robe, holding a lantern in her hand.

Her eyes were dark, and she was looking at them and smiling!