The group of fierce corpses pounced like fierce beasts, and soon the whole scene fell into chaos. Lan Ziyi's body is brisk, flexible, and the sword in his hand is also chic and elegant, even in the grappling, those walking corpses can't take half of the advantage on him. Lan Ziyi took out the sealed spirit Qiankun bag and stored all the murderous corpses in front of him, and he was complacent when he saw that he had a rich harvest.

The other disciples were not so lucky, the murderous corpses were a little chaotic under the pounce of their teeth and claws, and they lost their feet, seeing that one of them was almost killed, Qian Tingxin did not hesitate to swing the sword at the moment, and the place where Huaguang passed was destroyed and decayed, and those walking corpses instantly turned into a pool of blood.

Lan Ziyi leaned over and exclaimed: "Senior Sister Qian, she is so powerful, but your sword is so powerful, how can you collect the spoils?" ”

The four or five disciples also approached, and the rescued disciple was still bitten on one arm, and he was holding his hands and gritting his teeth to endure it. When he expressed his gratitude to Qianlingxin, his face turned blue in an instant, and everyone gathered in a circle with their backs against each other, facing the enemy on all sides.

Qian Lingxin looked at the new round of walking corpses rushing up, bent the corners of his mouth and smiled, and turned his head to the human: "The basket is easy, why don't we exchange blades?" ”

When the basket was easy to react, Qianlingxin had already dexterously adjusted the blade from his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, he swept out towards a wave of walking corpses that pounced on him. The walking corpses were shocked open by the door in the middle of the aura, and when she was about to fight back, she quickly took out the Qiankun bag and stored it. Behind him, Lan Ziyi was still a little frightened and frightened when he saw the corpses rushing up, so he instinctively swung his sword to resist, and looked at the blood and water in a daze.

This group of walking corpses is not afraid of the pain of the predecessors and successors, Qian Lingxin has collected enough, and seeing that the group of corpses can't be killed, they all sense a sense of crisis.

The other disciples were exhausted in the end, and they could no longer support this protracted battle, and Qian Lingxin and Lan Ziyi were even more irritable. Seeing that the same door around them was already injured, the two exchanged hearts after glancing at each other, and at that moment the two joined forces to cooperate with each other to protect the middle disciples, and went out to kill the corpses that besieged them.

The group of walking corpses also formed an encirclement, surrounding the prey in the middle as a bucket, and they knew that if they did not break out of the encirclement, the hideous monsters with yellow saliva and grinning teeth at them in this circle would sooner or later tear them to the point that there were no bones left.

Seeing that the encirclement is shrinking smaller and smaller, it is better to sit back and wait for the death than to strike first. Qian Lingxin turned his head and let Lan Ziyi help to break through.

Several people immediately nodded in understanding, and immediately plunged the fairy sword in their hands into the ground according to the direction, and put out a sword formation with a pinch in their mouths.

A sword bar rose into the sky, and powerful spiritual power shot out from the center of the array. The sword qi formed a shock wave and quickly transformed into thousands of sword rains in the air, and the group of corpses that surrounded them were all defeated and turned into powder.

However, they finally broke through the siege, and hundreds of corpses were still rushing out of the alleys in all directions, as if they smelled the breath of the living or sensed the difficulties of the same kind, and they all swarmed towards this side.

Lan Ziyi said impatiently: "Why are there so many, you can't kill them at all!" ”

These murderous corpse puppets are not afraid of sharp weapons and pain at all, and they can also stand up and continue to fight after cutting off their limbs and heads.

It is not a way to meet the enemy head-on, after all, the enemy is outnumbered, and it consumes physical strength. Qian Lingxin and Lan Ziyi retreated while killing, so they had to avoid the situation of this group of corpses besieging first.

Qian Lingxin and Lan Ziyi were scattered in the crowd of corpses, and they were left alone and turned into a bleak street. There were no hideous-looking corpses, the streets were deserted, and it was so quiet that you didn't know which part of the ghost town you had crashed into.

Shallow Listening Heart released her Divine Sense, and the unique vigilance of a cultivator allowed her to see and hear in all directions, and at this moment, her Divine Sense suddenly sensed a suspicious aura, as if something was following behind her. She quickly turned around, but the empty streets were empty.

Qianling wondered in his heart: "How do you feel that something is following?" ”

It was a formless and incorporeal existence, and because the shallow mind could not sense the other party's body, and then felt that maybe it was suspicious caused by his nervous tension, so he didn't care.

There is an abandoned house in front of me, and the word "Hong House" on the plaque is particularly eye-catching.

Hearing her heart approached the house, sensing a spiritual power fluctuation here, she approached the door of the house and bent over to look through the crack in the door, there was nothing else in it except for the ruins and the chaotic yard where the house had collapsed, but she always felt that there were people inside.

Yu Tianqing sneered: "This is a trick, how can you see it?"

As soon as these words fell, Qianlingxin felt that his eyes were cold, and his eyes seemed to blow cold air at that moment, and his vision suddenly became clear, and he saw that there was really someone fighting in the door.

Qian Ling was shocked, it seems that Yu Tianqing also happened to want to explore the secrets of the ghost city, and now that he thinks about it, those Shura Sect remnants were hiding here, but Yu Tianqing was very cautious and didn't trust her so he didn't dare to come out to investigate. She sneered in her heart, leaned over to look closer, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is something you want to see."

At this time, it was already sunset in the west, and the ghost town was already smoky, and the sky was dark, which was even more weird. The people inside couldn't see clearly, they could only see a few figures jumping up and down, and when they looked closely, they saw that it was Ye Zixian and a few disciples of the sect wearing Taoist robes.

Qianling saw that Ye Zixian was fighting with several spirits flying in the sky, and there were still a few disciples lying on the ground who were beaten to the point of spitting blood and dying.

Listening to the heart, there is a soul here, then this is the boundary of the inner city, and he broke into the inner city by mistake. Thinking that Ye Zixian must be greedy for merit, and if she wants to compete for the first skill of this session, she will risk breaking into the inner city to catch the soul.

The other disciples were seriously injured, and they were all panicked and rushed towards the door, but only Ye Zixian was still fighting to the death and was in a disadvantaged situation. Looking at their gray faces, it can be seen that they have not bargained for anything here, that Ye Zixian is covered in injuries, and the robes and robes are already stained with blood, and it seems that the injuries are not light.

From the fight scenes, it can be seen that those souls are very ferocious, and I can faintly hear a sound similar to the sound of a flute, which must be someone playing the flute in the dark.

A disciple by the door shouted at Ye Zixian, who was seriously injured in the fight in the middle of the field: "Senior Sister Ye, send a rescue signal quickly, otherwise we will all die here!" ”

It seems that only Ye Zixian has an emergency flare on her team at this time.

The other also pleaded and shouted: "Senior Sister Ye, stop it quickly, we are not the opponents of these souls, if we continue like this, everyone will die!" Hurry up and let Senior Brother Zichen and Elder Hades come and save us before we can get out of this enchantment! Don't be stubborn! ”

In the middle of the field, Ye Zixian bit her lip and said angrily: "Shut up for me!" If I can't hunt souls today, I won't go to see my master! ”

Ye Zixian is arrogant and competitive, the defeat of the last Immortal Altar Conference made her lose face, and before she traveled, she must have allowed her master, Elder Ming, to win a good result in this experience. Maybe even that Stygian Mei'er couldn't have imagined that her apprentice would come to fight this high-level soul.

In this deep mansion compound, the wind and clouds are changing in an instant, and the sound of spiritual power hitting the transparent enchantment is all between the lightning and the stone and fire. The outside of this barrier cannot be seen or heard, and the people inside can't get out, but the people outside can easily get in.

It's like a pit trap in the woods that rounds up prey, once you fall into it, don't think about coming out again.

At this time, that Fang Ye Zixian was finally unable to deal with the enemy, and was lifted out by a soul. She slammed into the wooden door of the house, and fell to the ground with a thud, her hands covering her chest and spitting bright red.

The disciples gathered around with concern, and when they helped her up, they saw a red figure floating down from the high power of the deep courtyard.

At first glance, this person can't help but smack his tongue, but he is a beautiful and charming woman.

Only this woman was wearing a red dress, with a red and black tulle skirt stirring in the wind, a black belt tied around the jade willow waist, and a few red plums embroidered on the arrow sleeve wristbands. Her long watery hair is tied with a long red streamer, flowing in the wind along with her waist-length hair. A pair of beautiful eyes, that fair and delicate face can be called stunning. The corners of his mouth are shallow with a charming smile, and his posture is moving.

In her snow-white hands, she held a shiny black bamboo flute, and a bright red tassel hung down at one end. There are fragrant flowers floating around the sun, just like this bare jade feet standing on the wall, like a mountain spirit ghost, amazing and bewitching.

Qian Ling thought that the flute sound just now must have been played by this woman, and it was she who controlled these souls and murderous corpses in the city behind her back.

It also made Qianling affirm that eighty percent of this person is the female Shura in the Shura Sect.

It is rumored that the female Shura in the Shura Gate are all beautiful and beautiful, and they all have a face that can turn all beings upside down.

Yu Tianqing was stunned and said, "It's her"

Qian Tingxin heard from his tone that he not only knew this person, but also knew him very well, so he teased: "Why, that beauty is your favor?" ”

Yu Tianqing was selectively silent and did not say anything more.

And the beautiful eyes of the red-clothed woman on the high wall of the house moved, and Ye Zixian glanced a few times below, and her posture was also arrogant and cold at this time. In the middle of the ring, her lips opened slightly, her voice was soft and light, and she said contemptuously: "It's a few scum of the Immortal Sect who don't know whether to live or die, who else should I be." In the past few days, I have not been sent to the door by you stinky Taoist priests to relieve my boredom, and I am really tired. She turned her wrist with the flute, the bamboo flute was horizontal on her chest, her eyes swept over the bamboo flute, and she said: "Leave your souls today, just to sacrifice my 'soul'!" ”

The bamboo flute snatches the soul to the lips, the air is like an orchid, and the flute sound breaks through the silent space of the night at this time, like a bird soaring into the sky, and even more like a trickle of clear spring. Qianling was shocked, she knew this person Hongmei well, but she didn't expect the female Shura to hide here.

A 'soul snatching' song was sent, and it seemed to be targeted to take the two female disciples beside Ye Zixian first, and the two of them had distorted faces, hugged their heads in pain, and took a few steps back.

Ye Zixian and the rest of the disciples were all terrified when they saw this, and their faces turned pale. When they saw the two disciples, they were holding their heads in pain, and their souls were already bleeding and their souls were scattered.

The sound of the flute is still like a night owl's long roar, and when its sound turns, it is as weird and terrifying as a child crying in the middle of the night.

Seeing that the woman in red looked relaxed, it seemed that this was just a warm-up, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and she continued to breathe in her mouth. Immediately, the flute tune rises again, becoming more light and rapid.

The two Soul Disciples instantly rolled over and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some kind of severe pain had already made them wail and scream.

At this time, Qianlingxin, who was watching the play outside the door, was secretly shocked, and hesitated to go in to help them.

At this moment, she felt as if something was coming around her, watching a play with her.

She woke up in an instant.