The words of these unjust souls stunned us for a moment. I heard Old Man Hao say that their group of people died little by little for no reason, and we thought there were some powerful monsters. But I really didn't expect that it was actually a formation, and this formation was artificially set.

Old man Hao asked the thin man: "At the beginning, it was this formation that killed us?" "

The thin man nodded: "This formation is very powerful, I don't know when the Dao will be urged." Once the formation is activated, our world realm will be disordered, and we will not notice anything, so we can only be led by the nose. It's not just the resentful spirits in the formation who come out to kill, but also ourselves, killing each other. "

Old man Hao was stunned when he heard it, and it seemed that he recalled the terrifying nights here.

Old Man Wu pointed at Old Man Hao and said to those unjust souls, "I am about the same age as Old Man Hao. Listen to my kind words and give us some face. Let's get over. Everyone is here to find the wizard and lift the thousand-year-old curse. There's no need for infighting. "

Old man Hao is friends with these unjust souls. Old man Wu was reasonable again. I felt a burst of joy in my heart, and it seemed that today's matter could be resolved peacefully.

Unexpectedly, the thin man sneered: "Old man Wu, at the beginning, there were more than 100 of us, and most of us were old monsters who lived for almost a hundred years. "

Old man Wu shook his head: "It's not comparable." "

The thin man asked again, "Are you more determined to find a wizard?" "

Old man Wu retreated step by step: "I can't compare." "

The thin man pressed step by step: "In terms of the number of people, can you compare?" "

Old man Wu shook his head again: "I can't compare." "

The thin man looked up to the sky and laughed, and those unjust ghosts also laughed with the big man, and for a while the laughter became one piece, wrapping us in the middle, and it was terrifying to hear.

I only heard those unjust ghosts suddenly say in a few words: "Anyway, you will die when you get to the place." Instead of cheapening others, it is better to leave the body behind, so that we can rely on it and get out of here as soon as possible."

Several of us changed their faces drastically, gathered together, holding peachwood swords in our hands and looking in all directions.

The voices of those unjust ghosts became neat, and they all said: "Leave the body, leave the body, leave the body." Then the black pressed a piece and rushed over.

Paper Zha Wu and Old Man Hao tried their best to persuade each other, however, the words of the two of them were quickly annihilated in the voices of hundreds of unjust souls.

I looked at the unjust souls that were getting closer and closer, and anxiously asked Paper Zha Wu: "What should I do?" "

Paper Zha Wu has not yet spoken. I don't know who sent a code, and those unjust souls surged over like a tide.

Paper Zha Wu gritted his teeth: "What else can I do?" Kill. Align with the heart. "

Then, carrying the thin man's peachwood sword, he slashed in front of him.

A few of us gathered in a circle and fell into an aimless slaughter. This time the slashing has become desperate, and we have already learned the strength of these unjust souls. Failure is only a matter of time, and it is also a matter of time before they take away their bodies.

Paper Zha Wu killed for a while, and suddenly pointed at the two people and shouted: "You two have already got the body, why don't you leave quickly?" What are you doing in this troubled water? "

The two people he was referring to were the same two who took the bodies of the thin man and the fat man.

The two people were unmoved, and sneered: "We souls, brothers and sisters, can't only think about ourselves, but also think about others, right?" The first rich lead the latter to become rich, and leave all of you people behind. "

With that, they launched another round of even more violent attacks.

One of the paper Zha Wu and Old Man Hao only had half a piece of soul, and the other was already weak, and he soon couldn't stand it. And Wushuang and I were sweating profusely, our hands and feet were weak, and the peachwood sword in our hands weighed more than a thousand catties, and we felt exhausted even when we lifted it.

Extreme exhaustion and fear plunged me into despair. Then, I felt a few dark shadows flash in front of me. Then, it was as if someone was drilling into my body.

I just felt my whole body lose my strength, I opened my mouth, but I couldn't shout anything. I fell to the ground, clogging my neck.

I could feel a soul slowly eroding into my body along my ears, nostrils, and eyes.

With difficulty, I lifted my peachwood sword and slashed it down with great difficulty. My face was hot, and the strength of my soul had diminished.

I lay on the ground, silently swung my sword at my own destruction, and the soul was finally destroyed by me. It's just that there are too many unjust souls, I killed one, and another attacked.

My peachwood sword slashed at me, lest I not be strong enough to deter these unjust souls.

Suddenly, I was shocked. I remembered Old Man Hao's words. His fellow Daoists, all with sword wounds, died unexpectedly. Could it be that they are all like me, hacking themselves to death?

For a moment, I seemed to see my fate. But it can't be helped. There is no way to stop this sword of mine, and once it stops, the body is not mine.

I felt weaker and weaker, and I don't know if it was because of the blood loss or because the soul was too strong. I can't lift my sword. Forget it, just die. Forget it, take it away if your body is taken away.

Thinking so, I collapsed to the ground, motionless.

At this time, I heard the fat man's voice: "It's not good, it's time, the formation is about to start." "

Then came the thin man's voice: "Hurry up." "

After these two people said a few words, I suddenly felt a lightness on my body, and those unjust souls seemed to be gone.

I opened my eyes and sat up reluctantly, and found the sound of ghosts crying wolves all around me. The spirits clung to the ground, struggling vigorously. But there was a force that dragged them down.

At this time, I heard two miserable voices: "Xu You, save us." "

I turned around and saw that the old man looked like he was trapped in a swamp. Only half of his body was left on the ground. The two of them were supporting each other, looking at me eagerly.

I grabbed the peachwood sword that had fallen to the ground and handed it over.

Paper Zha Wu and I made a blood contract, and it was easy to return to the peachwood sword. And Old Man Hao was not so lucky. He struggled and waved his hands: "Xu You, Fu, use the Ghost Charm." "

I wanted to cry without tears: "Uncle Hao, I don't know how to paint." "

Old man Hao's most embarrassed expression was almost disappointed. He grinned, "Which bastard is your master?" "

Before I could speak, Old Man Hao disappeared to the ground.

I sat on the ground in a daze. In vain, he shouted: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi? "

Old man Hao had no voice anymore.

I could only deceive myself and shout to the ground: "Uncle Shi, when we find the mastermind behind the scenes and break the formation, we will let you out." "

I'm talking nonsense here. Suddenly, I heard a shouting in the distance.

I turned around and saw the thin man and the fat man trying to flee, and the bloodied Musou raised his sword in front of them.

I sat up from the ground and limped over to the two men.

The fat man and the thin man looked at the two of us coldly: "We just use these two bodies, as long as they are out of the range of the formation, they will be returned to you immediately." "

Wushuang didn't discuss with the two of them at all, and the peachwood sword in his hand swung vigorously and stabbed it. The thin man and the fat man had no choice but to fight with Wushuang.

I was covered with self-cut wounds, and every step I took hurt from cold breath. But he still rushed forward with a peachwood sword.

When Wushuang and I first met the fat man and the thin man, we had a fight with them. I remember that the thin man was a good martial artist, and the fat man was worse than me.

With previous experience, I specifically picked the fat man and went one-on-one with him.

I found out after I put it on like this. The fat man is not a good stubble at all, he is bare-handed, but more than 200 pounds are left there, and from time to time he will bump into me with his huge body. He didn't care about my peachwood sword piercing his body.

Soon, I was knocked to the ground by this kid. The fat man pressed on me, his face full of hideousness: "Let your kid be nosy, I'll send you on your way today." "

When I saw that he had made a killing move, I was shocked in my heart, and I couldn't help but say, "We are from the same sect, and we are all cultivating Dao arts. "

The fat man stuck his hands around my neck and ignored my words.

My face was flushed and my feet were kicking around. Suddenly, I heard a scream from the thin man, and it seemed that he had been killed by Wushuang.

Immediately after, the peerless peachwood sword was handed over and stabbed at the fat man. The fat man had to free up his hand to block the peerless sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I stretched out my right hand and pressed it the fat man's face, intending to push him away.

The wound on the middle finger of his right hand had not healed, and the blood was still oozing little by little. The finger was impartial and pressed right on his temple. Immediately after, the fat man screamed.

This body is still sitting on me. And the black soul seemed to be very afraid, and it actually deviated from the inside of the body, as if avoiding the blood on my fingertips.

Wushuang took advantage of this opportunity and stabbed the peach wood sword violently.

The spirit screamed twice, and then, in countless pieces, dissipated into the air. And the fat man's body, as if it had lost its support, was like a mountain of meat, and it was slapped down violently.

I was smashed, and it took a lot of effort to finally push him aside. Then, drill out.

Wushuang sat next to me, her hair was scattered, her face was pale, and her lips were covered with blood, she grinned at me, her face full of pride: "Xu You, I saved you again." "

I gasped for a breath of gold: "I stole you out of the coffin shop, and you start to owe me." These few times, let's take it as interest. "

After saying that, I really didn't have the strength anymore. He fell to the ground on his back, gasping for air.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps, and then, a figure, slowly approached us.

Wushuang sat on the ground and shouted weakly: "Xu You, hurry up and take the sword, stand up, someone is here again." "

I struggled twice, my hands and feet were weak, and I could still stand up.