Lin Chen sacrificed the Liuyun Sword, flew forward on tiptoes, the white Qingyun cloak hunted in the wind, the long sword stabbed at the plague ghost, Mo Chengmian and Mo Chengyan protected his back.

The plague ghost smoked the broken mat towards Lin Chen, and the mat was filled with the smoke of the plague. If they are hit, there is no guarantee that the cultivator will not be infected.

Lin Chen sideways avoided the mat, and Mo Chengyan behind him followed closely, and with a sword of red dust forced back the blow of the plague ghost.

The blight ghost's nails and hair swelled, his face became more and more pale, his eyes were full of blood, and the tragic situation of bleeding from the seven orifices appeared.

The three of them knew that this was a sign of the plague spirit's rampage. The three of them divided into three directions and surrounded the plague ghosts.

Lin Chen's swordsmanship was light and agile, wandering around the plague ghost, the plague ghost swooped left and right, and the two senior brothers Mo Chengmian saw the sewing sword.

Several colors of sword light surrounded this plague ghost, and the ghost cried. The plague ghost was surrounded by the three of them, and they couldn't rush out, and they couldn't hurt the three of them in the slightest, and the attack became more and more messy.

Mo Chengyan saw a flaw in it, and stabbed his backhand straight into the chest of the plague ghost. The fairy sword originally had the effect of breaking obstacles and eliminating evil, but at this time, it was urged by the owner, and the red light was released, which exploded the body of the plague ghost, turned into powder in the snow, and disappeared in an instant.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and began to clean up the Yin Measurement Jin Ling. As soon as the plague ghost is eliminated, the pill brought down the mountain is fed to the people in the middle of the epidemic, and the epidemic will soon be cured.

Suddenly, the Yin Measurement Jin Ling under Lin Chen's hand sounded sharply again. He flashed away from where he had been standing, and the three of them drew their swords again, their backs against each other, protecting their bodies.

saw a pair of footprints appear in the snow where Lin Chen was standing before, Mo Chengmian sprinkled a handful of talisman ashes there, and a graceful figure appeared.

It's a female ghost. The three of them looked at each other, and it turned out that there were two plague ghosts. Almost carelessly lost Jingzhou. The female plague ghost was not aggressive, her sideburns fluttered in the cold wind, and her white mourning clothes were blowing in the wind, so she cried

"It was he who told us that if we kill enough fifty people, we will be able to reincarnate, and we will be husband and wife in the next life, and life and death will not be separated! Woo woo woo ... Dong Lang, where have you been? Woo woo woo ... Mo Chengmian spoke

"Here, where did you come from, and why are you doing harm here? Who told you that you can kill 50 people and you can be born? The female ghost was still whining, but she had no tears, all that flowed was blood.

The female ghost replied

"The slave family and Dong Lang have known each other since childhood, know each other when they are young, and secretly set their lives for life, and when they are sixteen years old, there is a sudden epidemic in their hometown, Dong Lang is unfortunately infected, his family is poor, there is no money for treatment, and he soon dies of illness, and the family has no money to bury him. The slave family knew that Dong Lang was dead, so they took poison and went with him. Both turned into ghosts. At this time, I met a Taoist priest who told us that as long as we killed enough 50 people, we could be reincarnated as a loving couple, and we would never be separated in the next life. Woo woo woo ... There are still a few left... Woo woo woo ... Dong Lang, Dong Lang! "The cry is getting sharper and more miserable.