"Uh......" Wang Yuanfang was stunned for a moment, his face embarrassed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's really bad to be guessed as the center!

"Ahem, that, it's getting late, where are we sleeping tonight?" Wang Yuanfang's face was not red and he was out of breath and asked as he changed the topic. In this Shura field, there seems to be no difference between day and night, because the forest here always seems to be dark, but the night is a little darker!

"No wonder the plants here grow so luxuriantly!" The night is short here, and plants are photosynthesizing all the time, synthesizing organic matter, and thus growing all the time.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Seeing himself coming, Wang Yuanfang moved to the side and stared at him like a thief, which made Wang Daozi very unhappy! Isn't this expression supposed to be on your own face?!

If it weren't for the fact that he Wang Daozi was not familiar with those loose cultivators, he was an evil cultivator, and he was more familiar with this little rabbit cub, he wouldn't have come here!

"Can you not keep pointing your gun at me?" Seeing that Wang Yuanfang's submachine gun was aimed at him, he moved to the side, and the muzzle of the gun was also turned around, which made Wang Daozi very depressed.

This is a submachine gun, in case you get excited or frightened at night and pull the trigger, he will be beaten into a sieve in an instant!

"I'm afraid you'll steal from me!" Wang Yuanfang raised his head and said lightly. That expression was like Wang Daozi would definitely come to steal his things tonight!

"I ...... Suck! The thin old man took a deep breath, and after listening to Wang Yuanfang's words, he almost couldn't help but burst into foul language. Made, so direct, although he does have this plan tonight, but isn't this idea still in his mind and has not yet been put into action!

"The old man is too lazy to pay attention to you!" Wang Daozi turned around and lay down with his back to Wang Yuanfang! Wang Yuanfang, on the other hand, untied the snakeskin bag on his back, pillowed a miniature submachine gun on his head, and held the bag in his hand to cover his stomach.

"There should be no surprise that there are so many people here tonight!" Wang Yuanfang hasn't slept well for two days! I was sleepy before, and I squinted at the giant roots in the ancient forest for a while. It's just that this has to guard against ancient creatures and Wang Daozi, where can he sleep well!

Tonight is different, dozens of scattered cultivators, in the formation arranged by the sages overnight, ordinary ancient creatures don't dare to come at all. As for Wang Daozi, isn't there a submachine gun pointed at him all the time!

Late at night, in the ancient forest, there were no night songworms, no stars and moons, and the sky was dark. There are occasional bright lights in the jungle, and I don't know what creature emitted them! And in the entire Shura Field, except for the occasional roar of a few fierce beasts from a distant place, the others were dead silent. In the entire pitch-black Shura Field, all he could hear in the distance was the sound of people's breathing! In the middle of the night, this is especially clear!

In the ancient forest, under every tree, in every ravine, there was a sudden dim blue light, and some figures were walking, no, drifting. Towards Wang Yuan, there was also the ancient formation where the scattered cultivators were resting!

"Little rabbit, little rabbit......" The thin old man seemed to sense something, turned around and shouted softly towards Wang Yuanyuan.

"What for?" Wang Yuanfang asked with his eyes closed. He never fell asleep, thinking that he was now lying on the bones of his predecessors, Wang Yuanfang's heart was stunned. This night, he kept thinking, what is the Tao? Is it sacrifice or fulfillment? Heaven and earth are so big, how small a mage is, but he can sacrifice himself for the sake of the Tao.

How to preach? Is it to exterminate the corpse and eliminate the ghosts? Or subduing demons and subduing demons? Or do you keep heaven and earth right, and sacrifice yourself for the peace of all generations?! Dao Ke Dao is very ...... Alas, Wang Yuanfang seriously understood it, and he still didn't understand what the Tao was!

"Do you have ...... Well, you turn your gun in the direction first, I'm afraid what I'll say will scare you! Seeing that Wang Yuanfang's black muzzle was always aimed at him, and his finger was still on the trigger, Wang Daozi's face suddenly turned dark.

"Did you notice anything surrounding us all the time?" Seeing Wang Yuanfang move the muzzle of the gun up, the thin old man Wang Daozi's face looked a little better. He leaned closer to Wang Yuanfang and asked in a low voice.

"I feel it, there are a lot of things, densely packed, around us, but I don't dare to get too close!" Here, only Wang Yuanfang and Wang Daozi have real cultivation, and the scope of their divine consciousness is even wider.

"Are you interested in checking it out?" Wang Daozi stared at Wang Yuanfang's eyes and asked. But in the dark of the night, he couldn't see anything!

"Let's go!" Wang Yuanfang jumped up, tied the sack behind his back, and stood up with a submachine gun. Actually, he really wanted to go out and see it just now, but he was scared alone, so he had to suppress his curiosity!

"Something's coming!" As the dense group approached, the other cultivators also woke up. Although they were all sleeping, their consciousness was always active, watching everything around them anytime and anywhere.

"Are the two Daoists awake?" A few scattered cultivators saw Wang Yuanfang and the thin old man standing outside the formation, looking at the bright lights from far and near slowly surrounding.

"What's that?" The cultivators all woke up, and they all found the things that had gathered around them!

"Oh my God, isn't this the soul of a man?" Floating in the air, it was densely and silently surrounded like a balloon. Finally saw it clearly, and a loose cultivator shouted.

One after another, the "souls", like terracotta warriors and horses, and like tourists in the tourist season, are densely packed, one by one.

"Didn't you say that there are no ghosts in the Shura Field?" Wang Yuanfang stabbed Wang Daozi beside him and asked puzzledly. And in his heart, he has already drenched the dog scolded by Qibao with blood!

However, no one responded to Wang Yuanfang, the thin old man did not speak, and the other scattered cultivators did not speak. Because, they don't know why. There are no ghosts in the Shura field, that's right! It's just that if there are no ghosts, then what are these "thousands of troops" in front of you?

"Is this the soul of our ancestors?" A scattered cultivator asked blankly. Look at the dress, they are all Taoists or mages.

"But, don't the legends of our ancestors all go to the underworld?" A casual cultivator asked. Legend has it that after the human mage died in battle, the body was buried directly in the Shura field, and the soul left the body to join the underworld, and when the troops were finally withdrawn and left the Shura field, they went directly to the underworld!

"Don't come closer!" Wang Daozi suddenly shouted, grabbed the loose cultivator who wanted to come forward to worship, and shouted: "This is not a soul, this is a ghost!"