Chapter 45: The Nightmare

Lan Yan looked at Ling Xue, and his jade finger tapped Ling Xue's forehead: "You, the person who thinks about it all day long, I don't know if he has the heart to think about you!"

Su Xi hurriedly interjected: "Lan Yan, don't make trouble, there are still people waiting for us to save them!

Lan Yan looked at the two of them, sighed helplessly and said in a high-pitched voice: "Yes, in the end, I will become a superfluous person, Xue'er has Wenfu, you have Muyang, what about me?"

The river was lifted layer by layer, the sky became more and more gloomy, and the moon was glowing blood red, hanging round in the sky.

Muyang and Wenfu fell into an open small realm, which was unusually quiet, and the slightest rich aura fluctuated in the air, but the dilapidated pits, tombstones, and tall clumps of weeds destroyed the scene.

"Cousin, is there really a zombie here? Since we entered the cave, we don't seem to have found even half a zombie except for some formations and traps!"

Muyang was vigilant around, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and he shouted "retreat" to Wenfu, and a hand broke through the soil between the two of them.

Wen Fu was embarrassed: "I'm just talking, don't be so cooperative!" Mu Yang looked solemn and hurriedly said: "This zombie hole will never be so simple, now that the others are nowhere to be found, only you and I are left, we can only take one step at a time, let's get out of here first." ”

With that, the sword light flashed, and the two of them flew with their swords, and Bunsuke looked down and was shocked, only to see a zombie breaking out of the ground, and they jumped and jumped in one direction at the same time.

Mu Yang looked down and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, these current Yin corpses are all in the white corpse stage, and it is not difficult for us to leave!"

Wen Fu was naturally curious when he heard Mu Yang's words, and hurriedly asked, "Cousin, have you even studied these zombies?"

Mu Yang nodded: "Well, this zombie is divided into two types: Yin corpse and refining corpse, the following one is Yin corpse, and their realm is only the white corpse stage, which is equivalent to just passing the three realms of entry, so we don't have to worry about it yet." ”

Wen Fu stopped Muyang's words, and then he didn't care about the jumping corpse in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yes, cousin, they can only jump at most, we are in the sky, they can't help us at all!"

Mu Yang looked at these jumping corpses and said thoughtfully: "But where are they going?" The two were very puzzled, so they had to follow slowly in the air, the surrounding scene gradually changed, and the bleak scene was slowly replaced by the vibrant forest sea.

Bunsuke looked into the distance and accidentally found the figure of a group of people, Bunsuke was shocked, and he rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Is that Uncle Xiao!Is it really Uncle Xiao!" Bunsuke muttered softly, but his heart became more and more happy.

Thinking about it again, it seemed that something was wrong, so he hurriedly said to Mu Yang: "Cousin, look, it's Xiao Bo and them! What's wrong with them, the zombies are approaching them, but why don't they move! Xiao Bo, I'm Wen Fu, I'm here to save you!"

Mu Yang's brows were tightly locked, seeing this scene, his eyes also fluctuated, and he saw a flash of green light in his hand, and the dream soul fairy flute appeared in his hand, Wen Fu felt bitter and helpless in his heart, as if he had a turbid heart of ten thousand ants, and the feeling of broken liver and intestines.

Seeing the approach of the zombies, there was a trace of chaotic qi surging wildly, and unconsciously poured down from Wen Fu's body, "Wen Fu, let's go, don't let Xiao Bo and them be harmed, otherwise we will blame ourselves for the rest of our lives!"

After that, the two of them tried their best to repel the jumping corpses, "Meteor Sea of Fire!"

Above the sky, there was a sudden rain of fire and meteors, and pieces of flint fell, only to see Lin Hai ignite instantly, and the jumping corpse was also trapped in it, the flute sound was everywhere, and the waves spread to the surroundings, the space was distorted, the time was confused, and the body of the jumping corpse was ruthlessly turned into dust by the years.

However, one group fell and one after another, and Mu Yang and Wen Fu fell beside Xiao Bo and his party, only to suddenly find that Xiao Bo and the others were sealed in a magic circle, and they had no breath.

Wen Fu's eyes were hazy, his hands waved in front of him, and one hurricane after another rolled up, layers of dirt bags bulged, and the sound of the curtain flute shook, and the broken bones in the dirt bags flew, and the hurricane and fire merged into one.

The Flame Qilin Fan fanned, and in an instant, layers of fire waves rushed out, and one after another fire dragons frantically devoured the bodies of the jumping corpses.

Whether it was the swordsmanship of the Lieyang Clan or the Jueyun swordsmanship, the two of them did not reserve the slightest attack, however, due to the excessive use of spiritual power, after a few breaths, the spiritual power of Muyang and Wenfu was finally exhausted.

Under the violent shock of the flute, the forbidden formation where Xiao Bo was located gradually collapsed, and Wen Fu hurriedly ran towards Xiao Bo, "Xiao Bo wake up, I'm Wen Fu, you open your eyes and look at me, Xiao Bo, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left you in the first place, I shouldn't have listened to your advice, Xiao Bo, you must be joking with me! Go, I'll take you home!"

Mu Yang looked at all this blankly, and walked into the crowd: "Huzi, Tiedan, Li Bo, Aunt Zhang, it's all my fault, I shouldn't leave Luoyun Village, I shouldn't be arrogant, you scold me! Beat me, otherwise I will blame myself for the rest of my life." ”

"Ah???????h Wen Fu shouted in pain, and Mu Yang immediately looked back, only to see that the jumping corpse was greedily biting Wen Fu's left shoulder, and Wen Fu swung out a sword, but he couldn't hurt the jumping corpse: "Wen Fu, your shoulder ......"

Seeing this, Mu Yang hurriedly pulled out his long sword and stabbed at the jumping corpse, but Mu Yang and Wen Fu had no spiritual power, with the hardness of the jumping corpse's body, even if there was a long sword in his hand, he couldn't pierce the skin at all, and in desperation, Mu Yang used up the last trace of aura, waved the jade flute, and smashed the jumping corpse, but the surrounding jumping corpses gathered more and more.

Muyang and Bunsuke were surrounded, and Bunsuke covered his left shoulder with his right hand, and blood gushed out from between the fingers of his right hand.

Muyang was in a hurry, seeing the jumping corpse approaching the clansmen, a sad feeling arose in his heart, "Heaven is dead to my clan, swear to fight the sky!"

The corners of Wen Fu's mouth raised slightly, and he sat close to Xiao Bo: "Uncle Xiao, I'm going to accompany you soon, you wait for me!"

The jumping corpse surrounded the two of them and the people of the Lieyang Clan, they opened their bloody mouths, and a cloud of black corpse qi diffused out, and the flames around them were extinguished, and bursts of dead qi filled the entire small realm.

Makuyang and Wenfu were all discouraged, and it was useless to resist repeatedly, Muyang looked back at Wenfu, but a frightened scene finally happened: "Wenfu!

"Uhhh......hh

He gradually closed his eyes, and his body fell heavily into a pool of blood, maybe in an instant, a figure vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, that person smiled wickedly, and said viciously: "Wenfu, you finally have to die with me in the clouds, hahahaha......"

Bunsuke's breath began to be messy, and he muttered something groggily, a look of pain on his face.

Another figure flashed in front of his eyes, it was the back of a bewitching woman, Wen Fu could see at a glance without thinking about it, that person was Qing Luan: "Qing Luan, where are you going, don't you go......" Wen Fu shouted as hard as he could, but he couldn't make Qing Luan turn his head to look at him.

Wen Fu smiled bitterly, a sense of grief rose from the bottom of his heart, and the vitality in his body was even more chaotic, at this time his body had become more and more hot, his expression was painful, his headache was splitting, and he gradually had the tendency to go mad.

Makuyo stood alone beside Bunfu, and the feeling of disillusionment in his heart suddenly exploded: "Bunfu ......!"

After a shout, his heart was furious, his right hand drew his sword and rose, his hair danced wildly, his eyes were blood-red, and he took two steps forward unsteadily: "Hahaha! What is all this for, Wen Fu has fallen, what is the use of reviving the Lieyang Clan, I will die sooner or later today, come on!

After saying that, Mu Yang rushed into the group of corpses, waved his sword indiscriminately, and fell down in batches of jumping corpses, and Mu Yang also became colder and colder the more he killed, and he fainted when he turned around and roared.

Wen Fu is like a gossamer, but a piece of Qingluan jade jade on his body suddenly shines brightly, shrouding a pure land including the curtain sun, this piece of jade is worn by Wen Fu's mother, and Wen Fu is usually just used to see things and think about people.

At this moment, Bunsuke only heard what seemed to be someone calling him, but at this time he had long lost the strength to open his eyes.

A pair of eyes deep underground quietly placed in the middle of the cave, "Is it finally here, my brother, I can't wait!"

As soon as he stepped into the sea, Zixia suddenly stood up from the boat, his eyes penetrated the heavens and the earth, and he looked at the bank of the Luoyu River: "It's not good! Muyang and Wenfu are afraid that they will be difficult to escape! I have to hurry up, otherwise this storm will be difficult to calm down!"