Above the clearing, the hundred ghosts were still floating and did not dissipate. Watermark Advertising Test The watermark advertising test and summoning the treasure of Devil May Cry, has been destroyed. Qi Mu looked strange, and Lei Zhao whispered, "Could it be that there are other Devil May Cry?" “

Zhong Xiong's face sank, he walked forward, and then waved his hand, and the eight living dead walked among the hundred ghosts, and then raised their left hands one after another, aimed at their right hands and waved them down violently, only to hear the continuous popping sound, and the right hands of each living dead all fell to the ground, and blood was dripping down. But not much. This scene was terrifying, and the short-haired woman was already hiding behind Qi Mu, trembling, not daring to look at it again.

Qi Mulei looked at each other, and the eight living dead stood in a circle around the hundred ghosts, followed by all eight right arms in their mouths, and then sat down. A ghost on the edge slowly walked towards a living dead, followed by a flutter in his broken right hand, and suddenly entered the body of the living dead and vanished.

Several other ghosts also floated close to the severed arm of the living dead, and were led by some blood into the body of the living dead. Strangely, the living dead had no conscious expressions. But every time a ghost enters the body from the severed hand, the faces of the living dead show some expression of embarrassment and pain.

Qi Mu said in a deep voice: "It should be some kind of strange formation, to collect these ghosts, we have to break the formation." “

Lei Zhao nodded: "Bacheng is the ability to control ghosts again, it's too bloody, the living dead don't have much blood, and they even use their own blood to lure these ghosts." As a last resort, I had to cut off the heads of all these living dead. “

Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide and said, "Only like this?" “

"yes, otherwise I wouldn't be able to." Lei Zhao was about to leave, and the short-haired woman hurriedly said: "Handsome guy, Dao Chief, don't, there are so many here, so many ghosts, let's go!" “

Qi Mu turned around and said, "Let's go, we still have something to do, hurry up." Without waiting for the short-haired woman to reply, with a twist of her hand, a breath wrapped in the short-haired woman flew out a few meters. Lei Zhao cocked his thumb: "Xiao Qi, you are really Liu Xia Hui, you are not messy." Don't worry, when I see my younger siblings in the future, I will definitely tell you about today's high wind and bright festival. “

Qi Mu snorted, touched the ground under his feet, and rushed to the nearest living dead, his breath surging out, about to push the living dead away. Zhong Xiong said angrily: "Less mixing! Then he waved his fist and stepped forward, Lei Zhao had already dodged and pressed his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't move, otherwise I will kill you with one finger." “

Zhong Xiong didn't care about it, he wanted to step forward, Lei Zhao took a step back, his fingers pressed Zhong Xiong's forehead, the thunder flashed away, Zhong Xiong's body trembled, but he still didn't retreat. Lei Zhao said angrily: "Zhong Xiong, you have become a living dead, painless and feelingless, what's so good?" If I want to destroy you, it's easy, don't force me! “

Zhong Xiong sneered and continued to exert his strength, and hit Qi Mu with thunder, and smashed his fist at Qi Mu. Qi Mu took a hard punch and didn't retreat, still thinking about how to break the formation of the living dead.

He approached the living dead in front of him, just as a ghost floated by, paused at the severed arm of the living dead, and then entered and vanished. Could it be related to human blood?

Qi Mu thought of this. The fingers pressed against the broken shoulder of the living dead, and the yellow breath gushed out, sealing the flow of blood. Sure enough, the ghosts in the vicinity floated, but they no longer disappeared.

Qi Mu found a way, turned to the side of the other living dead, and wrapped his breath around the fracture. He was so fast that he sealed seven in a short time, and was about to seal the eighth, but the eighth turned around and kicked it. Qi Mu couldn't detect the movements of the living dead, but this kick was extremely fast, hitting him in the chest, and the whole person flew out directly, falling firmly to the ground.

Qi Mu turned over and got up, only to feel that his chest was still painful, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that a person was slowly walking out behind the living dead, with a white suit and leather shoes, and a big back, not someone else. It was Duan Xin. Duan Xin put his hands in his pockets, looked at Qi Mu, and then at Lei Zhao, his brows furrowed.

Zhong Xiong was controlled by Lei Zhao, and when he saw Duan Xin appearing, he immediately shouted: "Duan Xin! Everything the master needs is here, and you don't do it yet! “

Qi Mu was slightly stunned, listening to Zhong Xiong's tone, Duan Xin didn't seem to be his behind-the-scenes boss, and there seemed to be someone else behind the two.

Duan Xin sighed slightly, and then took out a dark iron rod from his arms, and it turned out to be Devil May Cry again. He reached out and picked out the severed arm from the mouth of the living dead in front of him, put Devil May Cry into the mouth of the living dead, and rubbed his fingers together. Blood dripped, dripping onto Devil May Cry. The surrounding ghosts were pulled, and they all floated towards the living dead.

Qi Mu gritted his teeth, his breath was surging, and he rushed to the living dead in an instant, and he was about to kick Devil May Cry with one kick. Duan Xin reached out, grabbed the soles of Qi Mu's feet, and shouted, "Get out!" Qi Mu's whole person spun out, and before he landed, a sharp wind struck under him, and a ghost swordsman had already appeared in his foothold, and the ghost sword was about to poke his back.

Qi Muyi gritted his teeth, his breath converged on his legs, and he kicked in the air, and the whole person ran rampant, and he didn't fly far, but he felt that the pressure around his body was coming, and two ghost wrestlers had already appeared, and the palms of the four ghosts were grabbing his whole body.

Qi Mu's left hand turned into a shield, but his right hand turned into a spear, the shield blocked the ghost wrestler, and the spear rushed sideways, pressing in front of the ghost swordsman. As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong, from the first time he fought with the ghost swordsman, Qi Mu now learned and sold, and later reflected, and felt that the long sword melee was okay, but the middle distance was not a spear opponent.

He didn't have a spear in his hand, his breath turned into weightless, he naturally manipulated it freely, he just danced in his hand, but this breath spear fell like snowflakes in the sky, so that the ghost swordsman could not avoid it, and there was no chance to fight back at close range. The huge aura shield on the other side of him blocked the two ghost wrestlers and couldn't move forward.

Duan Xin saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help nodding, and his heart was even more surprised: This little Taoist priest was disgraced by the ghost warrior and the ghost swordsman last time, but this time he has been at ease, but in just a few days, he has made such progress, which branch of the Qi Pulse Qimen has such a master, I have never heard of it?

After fighting for a while, Qi Mu suddenly forced the ghost to retreat, and he rushed in front of Duan Xin, and the huge fist that was transformed by his breath kept waving. Duan Xin retreated again and again, his hands changed, and a ghost warlock appeared behind Qi Mu. As soon as the ghost warlock appeared, the ghost fire naturally appeared, and the ghost fire fell from the sky, Qi Mu turned around and left, and the ghost fire followed closely.

Qi Mu walked around and squatted down in front of the living dead, and the ghost fire was about to hit the living dead, but it disappeared. Qi Mu stood up, rolled his eyes, reached out and grabbed the living dead's mouth and cried, followed by knocking on the head of the living dead, and sneered: "Ghost Duan Xin, if you let these ghost tricks come over again, I will destroy your treasure and kill this person, do you hear?" “

Behind Duan Xin stood a few ghost warriors and ghost swordsmen, and at this moment, there were three ghost warlocks who had been summoned and floated in the air. He looked at Qi Mu and said coldly, "Devil May Cry is not one, but many. Even if you destroy this, I have others. As for this living dead, you can't do it. “

Qi Mu's brows sank. sneered: "Lao Lei told me your story, I thought you were an emotional person, but I didn't expect you to turn so many people into the living dead, and murder others for your own selfish desires, are you still a strange man?" “

"I told you before that Qimen is not trying to help ordinary people." Duan Xin said slowly: "Did Lei Zhao say it?" Hehe, something to be looked down upon. It's still been rumored. Since you know my story, you should know that even if it is Qimen, there is no superiority, and the people of Qimen also have birth, old age, sickness and death, as well as love and hate. Why. Why is it so painful to love someone! “

Duan Xin's expression was originally cold, and his speech was smooth, but in the end, he was already a little crazy. He was originally a talented master of the Ghost Control Sect, but because of his love with Zhou Yunyi, he is now in prison and can't extricate himself. Qi Mu's mention of this incident made Duan Xin's emotions fluctuate even more, and the ghosts behind him seemed to feel the pain of their master, and they all shook non-stop.

Qi Mu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Even if there are extenuating circumstances, you shouldn't harm others." You say, "Are these living dead saved?" “

Duan Xin looked at Qi Mu and said in a cold voice, "These living dead people are not refined by me. “

Qi Mu snorted: "Are you still lying? Even if it's not you, it has a lot to do with you! Are you trying to use the living dead to resurrect your Zhou Yi? “

"Yiye Zhiqiu, you are also amazing." Duan Xin sighed, with a helpless look on his face: "You are so young, but you are thoughtful and deduced. It's not easy. And you're the most talented person I've ever met. Qi Mu, whether you believe it or not, I don't want to hurt anyone. However, for the sake of what I love, even if it is all over the world, I will not hesitate to do it. “

Duan Xin said in the end. Words are decisive, and there is no room for turnback. Qi Mu said angrily: "It's the living dead again, and it's the magic of entering the devil, what do you want to do?" Okay, let's not talk about anything else, I'll ask you, whether these living dead are still saved, and whether they can return to normal! “

"You are so compassionate to all beings, but you are not able to help." Duan Xin stared at Qi Mu and continued, "If I tell you the truth, wouldn't you be in great pain? “

Qi Mu's heart trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "These, these living dead, are they not saved?" “

"The living dead, the dead are behind," Duan Xin sighed faintly: "Naturally, it's a dead man." People are already dead, how can they be saved? Now their lives and deaths are all the people who refined them, a matter of one word. “

Qi Mu was shocked and angry, only to feel trembling all over, and said angrily: "You, you are really a devil!" With so many people, do you really dare to kill so many people? As soon as the words fell, the whole person's aura skyrocketed, and the surrounding air was forced by Qi Mu's breath, condensed like substance. Duan Xin was taken aback, and before he could react, Qi Mu instantly arrived in front of him and slammed his fist on Duan Xin's face.

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