Just when Yang Mo began to fall into the ecstasy magic array, Xia Ling'er, who was thrown to the door by him, began to hesitate.

On one side is the gate, all you need to do is pull the latch and push the door to get out of this dangerous place.

On the other hand, Yang Mo, who had gradually lost his eyes and was about to fall into a maze.

Thinking of the wicked people who had ill intentions towards her in the past few months of escape, the court eagle dogs who chased and beat her, and then thought about the appearance of Yang Mo when she bandaged her wounds, Xia Ling'er slowly lowered her hand stretched out to the gate.

I saw her grit her teeth, and ran back to Yang Mo with the Void Spirit Mirror, biting the tip of her tongue and spraying blood on the Void Spirit Mirror.

"Delusional!"

With Xia Ling'er's crisp shout, she raised the Void Spirit Mirror in her hand, only to see the Luan bird on the north side of the emerald jade mirror slamming its wings.

Immediately after, a green light shot out from the Void Spirit Mirror, and a cracking sound instantly sounded in the surrounding lobby.

After the cracking sound, the surrounding illusion suddenly disappeared, and an old and gloomy voice rang out.

"Ignorant junior, you dare to destroy the Ancestor Array, the Ancestor wants you to die today!"

As the voice fell, the bruised corpses around them, who were originally crawling on the table, began to crawl up one by one.

Their faces were expressionless, their eyes were rolling, and the nails in their hands were lengthening and blackening at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Yang Mo, who had fallen into an illusion, also woke up because the formation was broken.

And the tiredness on his body just now also retreated like a tide at this time, allowing him to regain his mobility.

But when he recovered, he looked around, and he noticed the changes in those corpses, and also saw Xia Ling'er who had fallen beside him.

Looking at the blood on the Void Spirit Mirror, Yang Mo didn't have to guess to know that it must have been this girl who saved him.

But at this time, he didn't have time to thank him, because the corpses in front of him that were changing were obviously not for him to perform.

One drew out the black sword, and the other hugged Xia Ling'er beside him, he jumped up and rushed straight towards the door of the inn.

When the person arrived at the door, the black sword flashed a black light and slashed over, and the powerful internal force accompanied the black sword to smash the wooden door with a single sword.

But when he saw the scene outside the wooden gate, his face showed a shocked expression, the original three-way intersection outside the gate had long since disappeared, leaving only a bottomless abyss that he didn't know how deep.

At this moment, the old and gloomy voice sounded again.

"If you still want to escape after entering the ancestor's territory, you still obediently sacrifice your essence blood, boy, your pure yang essence blood, the ancestor will not waste it."

As the voice fell, the dozens of corpses in the lobby finally finished changing.

They turned into zombies with bruises and dark nails, and they were swaying towards Yang Mo.

There were a few zombies that were relatively close to the gate, and they had already rushed to Yang Mo's side at this time, Yang Mo could only put Xia Ling'er on his back first, and then the black sword swept towards these zombies.

A sword swept over, only to hear a loud sound in the air, and the two zombies were suddenly swept out by Yang Mo, smashing several tables and chairs along the way.

But if you look closely, you can see the location where the flying zombie was hit by the black sword, where the clothes were torn, but there was only a shallow wound on the blue and purple corpse, and not even a drop of blood flowed out.

And Yang Mo, who was holding the black sword, also felt as if he had slashed not the human body, but a piece of extremely tough rubber.

This black sword, which was invincible before, was like losing its blade when dealing with this zombie.

"Young Master Yang, you better find a way to escape alone, leave me alone."

Seeing that there were more and more zombies surrounding him, Xia Ling'er on Yang Mo's back said weakly.

Yang Mo smiled when he heard this: "Don't worry, none of us can die." ”

"Ancestor, I'll see how hard you can be!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old and gloomy voice sounded again.

For the provocation of this voice, Yang Mo did not respond at all.

This monster who claims to be an ancestor must be restricted by something, and he can't do it himself, otherwise he wouldn't have been fighting here all the time.

So for the time being, the only thing he has to worry about is the zombies surrounding him.

But the lobby in front of you is too open to deal with these invulnerable guys in front of you, so you must find a favorable terrain first.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo said to Xia Ling'er: "Miss Xia, hurry up, let's fight in another place." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he unfolded his body and jumped over the heads of the zombies, stepping on the zombie heads all the way to the side of the stairs.

Putting down Xia Ling'er behind him, he hurriedly explained: "Miss Xia, hurry up and look upstairs to see if there is a way to get out." ”

When Xia Ling'er heard this, she supported her weak body and ran upstairs.

Yang Mo, on the other hand, held a black sword to deal with the crowd of corpses that poured in like a tide.

In the face of these invulnerable, slow but powerful zombies, relying on speed is completely useless.

Therefore, his swordsmanship changed, all of which were open and closed moves, and each move was purple on the sword, sweeping towards the zombies with great force.

Those zombies are often swept by the black sword, although they will not suffer much damage, but they will be knocked out of the distance, buying him a moment to rest.

But this kind of wide-open and closed swordsmanship, coupled with the increase of Zixia's divine skill, seems to be full of power, but it consumes very internal strength.

Therefore, although he only had to face one or two zombies at the same time on this staircase, if Xia Ling'er didn't find a way to escape quickly, his internal strength would not take long.

At that time, if there is no internal force to complement him, he will definitely not be able to deal with the group of zombies in front of him with his own strength.

I don't know why, after Xia Ling'er went up to the second floor, she didn't respond for a long time.

On the contrary, he let him use this powerful move, but he used some experience, although the black sword in his hand is still full of power, but it has a lot of skills.

And as he fought, the sword intent in his heart began to become active, and in his heart, it seemed that there were new sword moves to be born.

I saw that the sword technique in his hand seemed to be getting simpler and slower, but the power he brought out was getting bigger and bigger.

In his mind, the feeling of the new sword move became deeper and deeper, and when he was about to realize something, he heard Xia Ling'er's exclamation from upstairs.

Disturbed by this exclamation, the inspiration in my brain was fleeting, and I couldn't grasp it.

But at this moment, he couldn't control any moves, for fear that something would happen to Xia Ling'er, he jumped up towards the second floor like a rabbit.

When he arrived in the corridor on the second floor, he saw Xia Ling'er standing in front of a guest room door, looking inside the door in horror.

"Something's wrong!"

Yang Mo asked eagerly, and as he spoke, he glanced at the stairs beside him, and found that the zombies were already climbing upstairs.

Hearing Yang Mo's words, Xia Ling'er pointed to the guest room in front of her and said, "Childe, there are still living people here." ”