"It's a little kunyu!" Nangong exclaimed.

The golden streamer was none other than the little kunyu that had restored its true body. And when he saw the dark cloud behind it, Nangong suddenly gasped!

Birds!

A wide variety of birds!

From crows and sparrows, to eagles and vultures, with three legs and four eyes, from those who can be named to those who can't, all kinds of things, everything.

Densely packed, it really covered the sky, like a huge black cloud, covering the sky over the entire mountain village, and surrounding the little kunyu to death.

Looking at its momentum, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands!

Among the black clouds, only the little kunyu is golden, which is particularly conspicuous.

However, this golden color is gradually fading, and it is about to be overwhelmed by black clouds.

Nangong had never seen such a large number of birds!

I've never seen a flock of birds so fierce and undaunted!

I saw that the little kunyu screamed again and again, and one by one the big fireballs flew towards the surroundings as if they were not dying, and suddenly countless charred corpses fell from the sky, like rain.

With one wing, countless rockets were fired, burning dozens of birds into fireballs.

Through the gaps created by the burning, the little kunyu rushed left and right, rampage with its huge body, interweaving beautiful trajectories in the sky.

But it didn't work!

The number of birds is too much, just burn a hundred to death, and immediately a thousand fill the vacancy, and go forward one after another, as if they are not afraid of death, the little kunyu is unable to support itself, and it is only a matter of time before it is completely surrounded.

"Little Kunyu, this way!

Nangong even forgot about the communication of consciousness at this time, and shouted loudly directly, but as soon as the voice came out, it was drowned out by the huge scraping sound, so Nangong shouted a few more times in his consciousness, but the little Kunyu did not react.

I don't know if I didn't notice it, or if it had noticed it, but it couldn't get down.

The three people on the ground were in a hurry, however, they could only be in a hurry.

Because, no one can fly.

Ye Jianzang drew out one or two sword qi from time to time, slashing down some low-flying birds, but it was a drop in the bucket and useless.

At this moment, the little kunyu suddenly burst out of a huge ring of fire, emptying the strange birds around him, and taking the opportunity of this moment, its voice suddenly sounded in Nangong's consciousness again.

It spoke in such a hurry, so hastily that it only had time to say two words.

"Dizi!"

"What flute?"

Nangong asked rhetorically in an instant, but unfortunately, at this time, the gap that burned out was filled by a dark shadow in the sky, and Xiao Kunyu had no time to answer.

"Ah, young master, protect them! I'll go first!"

Nangong punched hard, directly breaking a dead wood beside him, and then rushed forward regardless of Qiqi, running towards the place where Xiao Kunyu had just appeared.

It says it's a flute, so it must have something to do with this huge flock of birds.

Since there is a flute, there must be someone!

As long as you find that person and take back that flute, you should be able to stop the birds!

While running, Nangong instantly came to such an inference, whether it was the real answer or not, he had to try his best.

It's impossible to watch the little kunyu being torn alive by those strange birds!

The sheer number of birds in the sky makes people's scalps tingle just by looking at it, and the little kunyu doesn't know how long it can last, so he must do his best to find the flute and the person who plays it!

"Ahh

Nangong ran wildly all the way, the momentum on his body was rising steadily, and the five-color streamers alternated in cycles, and in the end, they suddenly exploded together, like flames, enveloping his whole body.

Five Elements Cycle!

Five times the true anger!

In order to hurry, he even used the most powerful means!

Under the urging of the powerful True Qi, it is really a flying speed, such a speed, compared to the flying arrows shot by the strong bow, I am afraid that Ye Bu is not far behind!

In a dozen or so breaths, Nangong ran hundreds of zhang away, directly shuttling from the head of the village to the end of the village.

The huge flock of birds rises from this side, and if you want to say that there are no strange here, even ghosts will not believe it!

Suddenly, a large burning tree came into view. It was already at the foot of the mountain, and next to the big tree, there was a huge cave about two feet high, and it was a cave.

"Drink!"

"Hah!

There was a faint sound of Bai Chi's loud shouts in the cave, and Nangong did not hesitate, and rushed directly into the cave. As soon as he entered the cave, he was immediately startled.

Corpse!

Corpses all over the ground!

Broken arms, stumps, and heads were scattered all over the place, extending inward along the entrance of the cave, and the scene was very tragic!

Judging by the clothing of these corpses, they should be the villagers of this village, but they all died here.

However, strangely, the skin of these corpses all showed a turquoise color, which was the same color as the wooden door seen in the village.

What's even more incredible is that these corpses are densely covered with rotting wounds, and where there are no wounds, they are very hard, like iron and stone.

Nangong kicked lightly, and there was a sound of "bang".

From this situation, it seems that these corpses were definitely not normal human beings before they died.

"How can this be?!" Nangong was secretly surprised, and full of doubts.

At this time, Bai Chi shouted angrily from inside the cave: "Wanjun, where are you?!"

Listening to this voice, it reverberates and reverberates endlessly, and I don't know how deep this cave is.

There is no need for lighting, the light on his body is the best torch, Nangong hurriedly suppressed his doubts, and as soon as his body moved, he disappeared at the entrance of the cave, and rushed directly into the depths of the cave.

Along the way, all the corpses of the villagers were seen, and the severed hands and stumps gradually decreased, but instead they were killed by a shot through the eyebrows.

At the same time, Nangong also found many stone chambers with a half-zhang square circle on the roadside.

There is no door in the stone room, but there is a half-person-high furnace inside without exception, and there is no other thing besides.

Except for Bai Chi's angry shouts from time to time, no sound could be heard in the cave, and the ground was full of corpses, just like Senluo Purgatory, which looked extremely eerie and terrifying.

The closer the voice became, the more doubts there were in Nangong's heart.

Why are all the villagers gathered here, and why are they like this?

What's inside those furnaces?

Is it related to the change of the villagers?

What happened in this Jiangquan Village?

This is the sphere of influence of the Wolf Tooth Army, is the situation in Jiangquan Village unique? Or is it the case for the entire five hundred miles north of the Tang Dynasty?

......

All kinds of doubts weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder, so Nangong's mood became heavier and heavier.

A bright light suddenly appeared around the corner ahead, and the road suddenly turned, and a huge stone chamber that had never been seen before appeared in front of me.

No, a hall to be exact!

With a radius of hundreds of zhang, it is hard to imagine that this mountain has been dug like this, and it has not collapsed, which is really amazing.

The four walls of the hall are surrounded by torches, the fire is dim, and the light is uncertain, but what is even more amazing is that the hall is densely packed with people!

Counting carefully, there are hundreds of them, and under the reflection of the firelight, they are like ghosts.

In the middle of the crowd, a big man with a long spear in his hand, lifting and sweeping, the gun came out like a dragon, and he kept shouting angrily, and he swept out a blank circle of three zhang square.

White Late!

And at the end of the hall, directly below a torch, sat a figure in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly.

The figure was holding a black flute in his hand.

Flute!