The ghost town, which had just calmed down, was once again shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere, and everyone suddenly felt that things would not end so simply.

With direction, everyone flew towards the place where the screams came from, wanting to know what was happening as soon as possible.

However, when everyone arrived at the scene, they only saw a shriveled corpse, and the breath dissipated.

"He, it's him, he's not dead, he's back!" suddenly came a cry of horror from the crowd.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and everyone looked around, but they didn't find anything abnormal.

"Yes, yes, it shouldn't be him, right?" another ghost cultivator said uncertainly.

Everyone speculated, but no matter where they speculated, it seemed that they were inseparable from the corpse soul.

Just when everyone was amazed, there was a scream from another direction, and listening to its voice, it was a ghost cultivator.

The faces of the people became even more ugly, and they quickly ran in the direction where the voice came from, but they saw a vague figure that gradually dissipated.

"This is Mu Gui's breath!"

In the crowd, a white-haired ghost cultivator suddenly opened his mouth and said the name of the dead ghost cultivator.

"Mu Gui, that ghost cultivator who has reached the middle of the sixth order, has a yin and evil practice, and he has harmed many people. Another person told Mu Gui's deeds.

When this person's voice fell, even the cultivator who had a hatred with Mu Gui did not feel a trace of joy, but instead thought of the corpse soul, the evil god clan who used evil energy to improve his strength.

In the following time, screams rang out from time to time, and each time the location was different, and in just one hour, hundreds of people were killed.

All the cultivators were so frightened that they no longer dared to be in a certain position alone, but stayed together, but the death toll was still increasing.

It's just that the death toll has changed from one person to several, and teams of people and horses have died for no reason.

In the depths of the ghost city, Xiao Bai was holding a handful of white flowers in his arms and placed it in the place where Ji Fengtian died in battle, still babbling in his mouth, as if he was praying for Ji Fengtian.

Xiaohong stood behind, staring at Xiaobai, and at this moment, she suddenly felt that Xiaobai was very lonely.

Shook his head helplessly, and wanted to tell Xiaobai to leave, but he heard the scream, and then the screams continued, but Xiaohong didn't care about these things, Xiaobai was silent in his own world because of the sadness in his heart, and naturally he didn't hear it.

When Xiaohong was about to leave with Xiaobai, her body suddenly shook, because she felt a familiar breath, that is, the breath of the dead corpse soul.

Xiao Bai, who had fallen asleep, did not notice anything abnormal, but Xiao Hong suddenly found that the breath of the corpse soul was gradually increasing, and the breath was actually very different from the one he had killed before.

"What's going on?" Xiaohong's brows tightened, the corpse soul did not die, and Ji Fengtian's revenge was not avenged.

"It seems that the guy who fought with us before should not be a corpse soul, he has cultivated a clone. Xuan Mo said in a low voice.

"My lord, isn't the corpse soul dead yet?" The blood demon is also extremely puzzled, the evil god clan will not cultivate a clone, this is known to all cultivators.

"He shouldn't be dead, and besides, he should have recovered his body. Xuan Mo said.

"Ontology?"

"That's right! The corpse soul was able to hide his breath for so long, it should have sealed the main body, and a trace of his soul entered the human body, and then with the help of the ghost cultivation method, he cultivated to this point. Xuan Mo frowned and analyzed.

"Brother Yi, I remember that when my father was alive, he inadvertently said that the soul of the corpse soul had serious scars. ”

I don't know when, the ghost lady appeared behind Xuan Mo, she had already woken up from the blow, and her love for the corpse soul was completely transformed into infinite hatred.

"Scars?"

"Yes, my father said that there are two kinds of scars like this, one is that the soul has been torn apart, and the two souls have independent consciousness, and the other is that it is caused by him practicing a certain exercise. The ghost lady slowly recalled.

"If it's the first case, maybe we can still have a chance to turn the tables, if it's the second type, we, including all the cultivators in the ghost city, have become his rations. Xuan Mo said.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?" said Bloody with a solemn face.

"Finding him, while he's a little weak, is the best time for us to do it. Xuan Mo said.

Judging from the corpse soul's constant killing, his body should not have recovered, and if he wants to recover himself quickly, he must kill people and absorb their power.

And the object of the corpse soul is not strong, so the current strength of the corpse soul is not strong, and it is undoubtedly the best opportunity to do it now.

"My subordinates will take people out to look for them!" Bloody Demon stood up and was about to leave.

"By the way, tell the human, tell her to be careful, and if possible, come and meet us. Xuan Mo said with a solemn expression.

Time passed little by little, and the blood demon led people to wander around the city, but the screams still came out from time to time, and when the blood demon chased after him, it was already empty.

The atmosphere inside the ghost city became even more eerie, and almost all the cultivators gathered in the deepest part, the closest place to Xuanmo.

Mu Qin'er, Yang Yanyu and the others also brought their own people to the vicinity of Xuanmo, and there were only some cultivators left on the periphery who were unwilling to leave.

Time passed little by little, and no screams came out again, and the entire ghost town became extremely silent in an instant.

The more this is the case, the tighter everyone's nerves collapse.

Xuan Mo and the others also walked out one after another, and everyone gathered around, guarding carefully, lest the corpse soul come to sneak attack.

Half a day passed quickly, and everyone did not see the corpse and soul, no one died, and the scene became stalemate for a while.

After a long time, Xuan Mo's face suddenly became ugly, and he felt that he and the others were tricked by corpse souls.

Similarly, Mu Qin'er also thought of this, and her beautiful face had a hint of chagrin.

"Hey, hey, hey, you've been waiting here for so long, and you're just going to see me?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the air, emitting an endless evil aura that enveloped the entire sky.

"It's coming!" everyone was shocked, and they took out their weapons one after another, and looked into the air cautiously, ready to wait for the corpse to appear, and then give him a deadly attack.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and in the center of the crowd, a wave of air erupted, directly shocking everyone out.

"What!"

Everyone looked at the center of the field in disbelief, where there was a strong figure, and the hideous bone spurs pointed obliquely at the sky.