Huang Jianjun and I passed by the stone monument one after the other, and got into the vast white mist, and an extremely cold breath rushed towards us, Huang Jianjun couldn't help but shudder, and scolded secretly: "Uncle, what a strong yin and evil atmosphere!" ”

Under the white fog, the visibility was less than 100 meters, and I could vaguely see strange black rocks on both sides of the road, Huang Jianjun said to me: "We have entered the core area of 'Evil Ghost Ridge', be vigilant!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I only heard a strange sound of "crunching" from the grass in front of me, I opened my yin and yang eyes and looked at the source of the sound, the swaying grass was filled with a thick black gas, and it seemed that there were monsters hiding in it.

I raised my peachwood sword, cautiously approached the grass, and before I could prepare my thoughts, a black shadow struck me like lightning, saying that it was too late, and then quickly, I felt a cold wind blowing on my forehead, and I subconsciously stepped out of the "ghost shadow step" and retreated dozens of meters.

I stood firm, opened my eyes and took a closer look, only to see a tall physique, covered with white hair zombie standing in my position just now, Huang Jianjun saw this, hurriedly sacrificed the corpse talisman, and stabbed the white-haired zombie with a peachwood sword.

The white-haired zombie was very cunning, and his upper body tilted back nearly ninety degrees, avoiding Huang Jianjun's attack.

"Woohoo ......"

Huang Jianjun's actions angered the white-haired zombie, and he raised his ghostly purple claws and swept towards Huang Jianjun.

"Xiao Fu, come over and help!" Huang Jianjun wielded a peachwood sword, and with a slight touch of his feet, he deftly dodged the attack of the white-haired zombie.

I nodded, raised the peachwood sword and rushed forward, the white-haired zombie was busy dealing with Huang Jianjun, and didn't notice my rapid approach, and when he reacted, Huang Jianjun suddenly dodged, exposing the white-haired zombie's space to my field of vision, I raised the peachwood sword and stabbed the white-haired zombie's eyebrows impartially, and the two corpse talismans were attached to it and suddenly emitted sparks generated by the explosion of yin qi, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of corpses.

Huang Jianjun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the white-haired zombie was suppressed, but just a few minutes later, the two corpse suppression talismans attached to the white-haired zombie's eyebrows burned to ashes in an instant.

"his uncle, it doesn't work!" I couldn't help but curse, and several black question marks popped up on my head.

Huang Jianjun ran to my side and said with a serious face: "This is a flying zombie with hundreds of years of Taoism, it's not easy to deal with!" ”

As he spoke, a puff of black smoke erupted from the white-haired frozen mouth, and he straightened out his curly ghost claws, kicked lightly on the ground, and his tall body jumped into the air like a small mountain flying towards us.

Huang Jianjun and I hurriedly dodged to both sides, and the white-haired and stiff ghost claws exuded a cold and marrow-piercing evil aura, like a sharp dagger cutting several scars of different shades on our faces, and sticky black blood gushed out from the wounds, only to hear Huang Jianjun shout: "This corpse poison is so violent!" ”

I quickly mobilized the netherworld power in my body to dissolve the corpse poison in the shortest time, but Huang Jianjun was not so lucky, he sat on the ground in pain, his right hand covering the wound on his face, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

Seeing that Huang Jianjun was injured, the corners of his mouth flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he pounced on Huang Jianjun with a bloody mouth full of fangs.

As the saying goes, ginger is still old and spicy, and the speed of white-haired flying stiff killing is far beyond my imagination, even I thought that Huang Jianjun was in a catastrophe, but I didn't expect Huang Jianjun to fall to the ground quickly, and used all his strength to make a "golden toad jump", like a big frog jumping on the nearest strange rock.

Bai Mao Fei stiffened into the air, and turned around angrily to kill me, Huang Jianjun stood on the strange rock and shouted at me: "Xiao Fu, find a way to restrain him with ink lines!" ”

As we all know, the ink line is a great artifact to restrain zombies, but the problem is that I don't have the ink line on my body, and the situation is not allowed, so I can't think about it anymore.

I clenched my fists, simply threw the peachwood sword aside, raised my right hand to my lips, and opened my teeth to bite the blood vessels on the back of my right hand, and the dripping blood suddenly splashed out of the wound like a fountain, but after a while, my right arm was completely stained red with blood.

The white-haired mouth was already close to me, and I jumped back, quickly gathering the "Netherworld Power" and "Bloody Evil Qi", and roared with full energy: "Netherworld Mystery: Blood Hell Red Lotus Sword!" ”

I saw that the two breaths in the air, one black and one red, blended together, and soon condensed a blooming red lotus flower and smashed towards the white hair. The white-haired flying zombie waved the ghost claw and tried to bounce the red lotus away, and at the moment when the ghost claw touched the red lotus petals, a cross-shaped long sword emitting a dazzling red light shot out from the depths of the flower heart, and pierced the white-haired flying stiff head with a blow like a long rainbow through the sun, and the black stained blood, brain pulp and skull fragments scattered in the air like a heavenly maiden's scattered flowers, and the flying zombie body also exploded into a mass of flesh after the head was pierced.

Seeing that the flying stiffness had been removed, I endured the sharp pain in my right hand, took out a bottle of elixir from the portable carryover with my left hand, bit the cap of the bottle with my teeth, and applied the potion to the bloody wound, the green potion flowed into the wound It was really indescribably comfortable, and the bitten blood vessels quickly recovered as before. I held the elixir tightly in the palm of my hand and walked quickly to the strange stone where Huang Jianjun was.

I smeared some potion on the wound on Huang Jianjun's cheek, and it only took a few seconds for the corpse poison to be completely removed, and the wound quickly scabbed over, and no black blood spilled out.

Huang Jianjun pointed to the medicine bottle in my hand in surprise and asked, "What kind of potion is this, how can it be so effective?" ”

"You say this, it's called 'elixir', it's a relic left to me by my father." At the moment, I can't tell Huang Jianjun my true identity (the fifteenth generation head of the Yinshan faction), and based on this consideration, I can only tell half of what I said.

Huang Jianjun said in disbelief: "Really? Then again, what kind of divine is your father, who actually has this magical potion, he must not be an ordinary man. ”

Just as I was struggling with whether to tell him his father's identity, a humanoid monster covered with green fluff appeared behind Huang Jianjun. ”

Huang Jianjun was shocked, picked up the peachwood sword and stabbed at the mandrill behind him, but he didn't expect the mandrill's movements to be very agile, its thick and powerful thighs kicked lightly on the strange rock, and its body flew into the air to form a 360-degree backflip, which soon disappeared into the thick fog.

"Damn brute!" Huang Jianjun scolded.

In order to relieve the influence of the white fog on the field of vision, we kept sprinkling evil exorcism charms and shattering charms into the air along the way, and the fog around us finally became much darker, and the road ahead suddenly became clearer.

After walking for more than an hour, when Huang Jianjun stepped on a green grass panting, a smug smile appeared on his cheeks: "Xiao Fu, we have walked out of the 'Evil Ghost Ridge', and if we go a little further, we will reach the final destination - 'Mourning Village'." ”

This was the first time I heard Huang Jianjun say the name of the village where he had lived since he was a child, and I was a little puzzled and asked, "Why did Master tell me the name of the village now?" ”

Huang Jianjun glanced at me with a flickering look in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Master didn't tell you too early, because I was afraid that the name of the village would make you want to retreat." ”

I rubbed my head and asked with a confused expression, "Does the name of the village have anything to do with my retreat?" ”

Huang Jianjun sighed, and analyzed me seriously: "Your name is Xiao Fu, and the name of this village is 'Mourning Village', Mourning, Mourning, this is clearly the place of death that restrained you Chen Xiaofu!" ”

As soon as these words came out, I only felt that my scalp was about to explode, and doing yin and yang, especially the special profession of dealing with the underworld such as being a ghost master, can be said to be not an ordinary superstition, and people like us are especially convinced of the eight characters of fate. When I listened to Huang Jianjun's analysis, my mind suddenly became blank, and I couldn't say a word for a long time with my mouth wide open.