Everyone felt cold and creepy.

The ancient warriors gathered outside the Guanfei Hall hurriedly retreated one by one, their eyes flashing with horror.

The Thorn Demon was shrouded in black robes all over his body, exuding a cold aura, like a demon escaping from hell.

Grabbing hundreds of silver threads with both hands, the ten fingers of the thorn demon's raised hands trembled rhythmically.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the forty-eight ancient warriors covered in silver needles trembled violently, like zombies, raised their hands in unison, their eyes were scattered, and their feet jumped stiffly.

"Damn, what's going on?

"I'm scared to death baby, these are all living people!"

Under the control of the Assassin Demon, the forty-eight ancient warriors jumped up and down, like walking corpses, and jumped towards the outside of the Guanfei Hall.

Master Rufa's face is extremely ugly, this is a place of retreat for Buddhism, but the assassin demon blatantly performs the Xiangzhong corpse expulsion technique, and also manipulates the living.

If this matter spreads, the face of Shaolin Temple will really be lost.

"Master Gong, the corpse expulsion technique in Xiangzhong is extremely vicious, please let the assassin stop it!"

The treasure of the Dharma Master was solemn, his eyes flashed with brilliant light, and his hands were folded, appearing at the gate of the Guanfei Hall, resisting the ancient warriors who were about to jump out of the Guanfei Hall.

"If you do it, get out of the way!" Gong Jiao was fierce, his eyes rolled and he was murderous, "This group of cheap people don't even have the courage to take revenge, what's the use of living?"

"Master Gong, this is Shaolin, Lao Wei will not let the evil demons do anything wrong!" Master Rufa took a deep breath, his voice sonorous and powerful, "Eighteen bronze people, !! array"

It seems that there is an angry lion roaring, and the deafening roar echoes throughout the Shaolin Temple, and those who are slightly weaker in the realm are shaken by this roar.

"Da !!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, a rush of footsteps whistled from a distance.

"Drink!"

With a shout, eighteen bronze men covered in gold shot from a distance, each holding a long stick, and their eyes were fierce, like angry King Kong.

"Eighteen bronze people?" Gong Jiao sneered, "A group of little bald donkeys with the highest realm and no more than the Great Perfection also want to trap me? Hmph, back then, your master Nianyu old bald donkey, personally presided over the Eighteen Bronze Arhat Array, and they couldn't trap me, let alone now!"

Listening to Gong Jiao's words full of contempt, there was a touch of helplessness in Master Rufa's eyes, after so many years, the strength of the entire ancient martial arts world in China has been declining, even the Taishan Beidou Shaolin Temple in the ancient martial arts world.

"Stop, stop!!"

Li Ling, who walked to the gate of Guanfei Hall, couldn't stand it, in the end, this matter was still caused by him, and he naturally couldn't sit idly by.

Gong Jiao swept his gaze, looked at Li Ling with a helpless face, took a deep breath, controlled the anger in his heart, and said, "Li boy, don't meddle in this matter!"

"Senior Gong, let's have something to say!" Li Ling's afterglow swept away and stood still, holding hundreds of silver threads in his hand, and his heart was shocked.

Looking at the ancient martial artists who were covered in silver needles, Li Ling's heart moved, and he almost understood how the Assassin Demon controlled them.

The art of expelling corpses in Hunan has always been described by negative words such as mystery and evil.

Of course, in ancient times, falling leaves returned to their roots was something that every Chinese person could never forget. It is precisely because of this that although the Xiangzhong corpse expulsion technique is disgusted, it will not break the inheritance.

In ancient times, there was no traffic except horse-drawn carriages.

But if the ancients died thousands of miles away, and wanted to return to their hometown and return to their roots, it would not be so simple.

If the corpses were to be transported in a horse-drawn carriage, I am afraid that the corpses would have rotted after this trip.

Therefore, the technique of chasing corpses in Hunan was born with the trend.

Speaking of mystery, in fact, this Hunan corpse expulsion technique is not very mysterious.

Through the silver needle pierced into the human body's acupoints, the silver wire is used as a conductor to pour true qi into the acupoints.

In this way, the deceased can remain alive for a while.

With Li Ling's current eyesight and realm, he can naturally see the mystery of this corpse expulsion technique in Hunan at a glance. Of course, Li Ling only saw it and let him show it, but he didn't have that ability.

Gong Jiao calmed his face, took a deep breath, and said to Li Ling, "Li boy, what do you want to say?"

Whether it is for the sake of the Li family's face, or because of Li Ling's current strength, Gong Jiao has to give him a face.

"Senior Gong, you should let this Demon Assassin Senior accept the silver needle first!" Li Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said: "If this continues, the true qi of the Demon Assassin Seniors will remain in the bodies of these ancient martial artists, and when the time comes, the true qi will explode in the body, or the true qi may be chaotic, and the previous efforts of cultivation will be wasted!"

Listening to Li Ling's words, the thorn demon slowly raised his head, and a strange light flashed in his cold eyes that were exposed. It seems that he didn't expect Li Ling to be able to see this.

"A group of cheap and seeded people, if they die, they will die!" Gong Jiao snorted coldly.

Li Ling's head was big for a while, and he muttered in his heart, why didn't I see Gong Jiao so domineering before?

In front of Li Xuanhu, Gong Jiaozhen has no temper and has always behaved kindly.

But now, Gong Jiao seems to have changed as a person.

Li Ling scratched his head and asked, "Then what is Senior Gong going to do with this group of ancient martial artists?"

"Naturally, let them take revenge!"

"Revenge?" Li Ling's eyes flashed with doubt.

Gong Jiao's eyes flashed with a look of calmness, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said coldly: "Ten minutes later, Bu Se will appear ten miles away from Shaolin Temple." ”

A look of surprise appeared on Li Ling's face, and he asked, "Senior Gong, how do you know that Bu Se will appear ten miles away from Shaolin Temple?"

"It took me a hundred and fourteen lives to force Bucer over, you say, can I not know?"

"What?"

Li Ling's expression froze, looking at Gong Jiao with a hideous face, and for a moment, it was difficult to understand the meaning of his words.

"Li boy, it's almost time!"

"Let's go!"

As soon as Gong Jiao's words fell, the thorn demon spoke again, his ten fingers trembling, shaking hundreds of silver threads.

"Stop them!"

"Yes!"

Master Rufa gave an order, and the eighteen bronze men stepped forward with sticks.

"Damn, eighteen bronze men, I thought they were all acting on TV, but I didn't expect it to be in reality!"

"It's exciting, it's exciting!"

Li Yang's eyes were also shining, and he stood on tiptoe, looking at the movement in the Guanfei Hall.

"Young Master Yang, it's too dangerous here, let's go first!" Suddenly, the figure of the flounder swam from a distance, grabbed Li Yang's shoulder, pulled him, and walked outside.

"Don't, big brother asked me to wait for him here!"

"Young Master Yang, it was Li Shao who asked me to take you away first!"

"Uh, okay!"

As soon as he heard that Li Ling asked the flounder to take him away, Li Yang naturally couldn't refuse, and while being pulled by the flounder, he also raised his neck and looked at the situation in the Guanfei Hall that was getting farther and farther away.