After the evil charm was wrapped, the dried corpse did not move again.

Wang Xuan frowned and looked at it.

He originally thought it was a baby corpse, after all, it was commonly used in evil arts, but it didn't look like a human, could it be a little elf in the mountains and forests?

Wang Xuan thought about it, then found a rag from the ground, wrapped it and put it away.

Guo Luquan is well-informed and can distinguish which school of evil art it is.

These guys who are not human and demonic are hiding in Yong'an Dongshan, and they must find out the way behind them.

Ahead, the leader of the evil men was already curled up in a ball with skin and bones, and his breath was completely gone.

This is the price of overstepping the use of spells.

Ordinary spells, used by mortal martial artists, may cause great damage to qi and blood, and even hurt the soul and become a fool.

Even if a cultivator refining and refining Qi uses a spell that is beyond his ability, he will be counterattacked, and the stronger the power, the greater the cost, especially this vicious evil art.

Wang Xuan looked around, his brows furrowed.

He had already spared his hands, and even let Ah Fu wander around the periphery, ready to capture the escapees, but these guys were really crazy, and they didn't leave a single one alive.

"Wow!"

Ah Fu suddenly shouted at the broken temple.

"Anyone else in there?"

Wang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he strode towards the mountain temple.

Call~

The fire is lit up to dispel the darkness.

Wang Xuan held the torch and looked around.

The space in the mountain temple is not large, the mountain wall inside collapses, the stone statue falls aside, the face is blurred, you can vaguely see the appearance of a scholar, and the stone table and stone incense burner have accumulated a thick layer of ash.

The ground was even more messy, because the three arrows he had just shot were shattered by the bonfires and the wine jar was everywhere, and there was a strange man with black hair and fangs on his head who fell to the ground, his chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and he was already exhausted.

In the corner of the stone wall behind, a man covered in blood was bound by iron chains, breathing weakly and unconscious.

Wang Xuan was stunned, "Why is this kid?" ”

That's right, it was an acquaintance who was captured by the weirdos.

The apprentice of the old man Yang Dan in the sheepskin jacket of the treasure holder, if he remembers correctly, he seems to be called Yang Quan.

Since the Four Seas Inn, the master and apprentice took Qi Long to recuperate from his injuries, and then there was no news of him, why did he appear here?

What are the origins of those demons?

With all kinds of doubts, Wang Xuan quickly rescued.

Military medicine is usually simple and crude, focusing on saving lives.

Examination of internal and external injuries, application of gold sore medicine, nostrils plugged into the brain to wake up the brain...

The strong pungent smell made the teenager wake up suddenly.

"Ahh

The young man's eyes were frightened, as if he were crazy, he waved his hands and kicked his feet indiscriminately.

How did you hurt your soul...

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, and lit a requiem talisman.

Although he is good at conquest and fighting, he can't assist in spells, but fortunately, Li Laodao gave him a lot of talismans when he left.

After the requiem is burned, the green smoke is filled, and a quiet and peaceful breath envelops the young man, as if he is in a Taoist courtyard, with fallen leaves fluttering and bells ringing far away.

The boy gasped and gradually calmed down, shaking his body, his eyes confused.

He looked at Wang Xuan, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and his voice was hoarse: "Wang... Lord Wang? ”

Wang Xuan's eyes were solemn, "What happened?" ”

The young man's consciousness had completely recovered, and he suddenly became excited, and his voice was crying: "Lord Wang, please, go and save my master..."

As he spoke, he struggled to get up and kowtowed.

Wang Xuan stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, explain things clearly, and these people, what is the origin?" ”

"Yes, yes, sir... We went back to Fucheng that day..."

The boy shuddered and told what had happened...

It turned out that after parting ways at the gate of Rifu City that day, the master and apprentice of the Baoren took Qi Long back to recuperate from his injuries, but he soon ran into trouble.

At the Treasure Pavilion auction, the three of them originally promised to help the buyer find the thousand-year-old dragon scale wood, who had ever wanted to encounter the attack of the blood-clothed thief, not only did they return empty-handed, but none of the Xiao family guards they brought with them survived.

Although it wasn't their fault, the Treasure Pavilion side was also quite annoyed, broke off the contract with the three of them, and withheld the proceeds of Qilong's auction as compensation.

The three of them were all scattered cultivators and had no one to rely on, so they had the mind to go into the mountains to find the Muke tribe, in order to find the thousand-year-old dragon scale wood to turn over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left Fucheng, he was arrested by a master of bloody robbers...

"Bloody robbers?!"

Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing here?" ”

"For the sake of inheritance..."

Young Yang Quan gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment, "They have arrested a lot of Dharma lineage disciples, controlled them with Gu poison, and forced us to hand over the inheritance and study the evil law. ”

"Master Qi Long is armed with the Witch Sect's body swapping technique, and the other Dharma lineage inheritors were forced to make a humanoid demon body technique..."

As he spoke, he looked at the black-haired monster corpse in the distance, "Those people were originally bandits in the green forest in the mountains, and their strength increased greatly after cultivating their humanoid demon bodies, but their temperament became more and more obedient. ”

"My master and I were taken to this mountain to hunt for treasure, but it was so simple to hold the treasure, we couldn't find anything, and we had to be beaten every day..."

Wang Xuan frowned, "Where are they?" ”

He has realized the seriousness of the matter.

The various lineages regard the inheritance as if they were forbidden, and the rivers and lakes also regard snatching the inheritance as an evil cultivation path, but the blood-clothed thief doesn't care, and he wants to come to the leatherman Men Wei Wei for the same reason.

The young man Yang Quan gasped and said: "Originally, we were all imprisoned in the cottage near Shanyin, where the thieves had already been controlled by the blood-clothed thieves. ”

"Where?"

Wang Xuan hurriedly took out the map and asked Yang Quan to identify it.

He was taken aback by the results.

The bandit was hiding less than twenty miles away, Xiao Bai had explored, and there was no vision on the ground, but he didn't expect the other party to hide in the cave, and it was also the arrangement of the blood-clothed thief.

Dayan's topography starts from Tiandu Longshou Mountain, the earth is collapsing, and the caves in the depths of the mountain are densely packed and countless, and it is a variety of natural feng shui puzzles, and ordinary people will get lost when they enter.

The reason why the blood-clothed thieves are difficult is that they know the secret passages of the caves, and they can shuttle back and forth, but they didn't expect that there was an exit here.

Wang Xuan did not hesitate, and immediately wrote a letter to call someone.

Watching Xiaobai fly into the night sky, his face was gloomy.

Fortunately, this exit was discovered, otherwise the blood-clothed thieves would have sent people to infiltrate, not only would the veins be in danger, but Yong'an City would also suffer.

Is it true that the blood-clothed thieves are also trying to study evil art in Huaizhou?

What the hell are these guys trying to do so crazy...

…………

Camp of the Evil Mansion.

Before dawn, the sergeants had already risen.

The cauldron of broth boiled, and the hounds barked.

"Let the dog be quiet, what..."

Zhang Heng reprimanded, then sat next to the ugly Buddha and muttered, "My lord has been gone for two days, why hasn't the news been sent back yet?" ”

The ugly Buddha smiled and showed the empty bowl.

"Eat, eat, know how to eat!"

Zhang Heng was suddenly angry, but looking at the ugly Buddha's smile, he rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Do you want a cake?" ”

Suddenly, Xiaobai flashed his wings and fell from the sky.

"Your Excellency has news!"

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he took out the bamboo tube and looked at it a few times, his face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly: "Pack up your things and assemble in line!" ”

"Aren't the brothers trying to kill the blood-clothed thief, the time has come..."

……

Yong'an Town Evil Army Mansion Mansion.

Mo Huaixian, Guo Luquan and others looked at the map with solemn faces.

"Here."

Mo Huaixian made a mark, his eyes were gloomy, "The blood-clothed thief is haunted in Huaizhou, and he has attacked several county towns in a row, and he suspects that it has a secret passage, but the other party is very careful, and when he enters the deep mountains, he hides his traces with magic, and he doesn't expect Yong'an to have it." ”

"Qi Long's unlucky ghost..."

Guo Luquan shook his head slightly, and let out a long sigh, "The world is really chaotic, and in the future, in order to seek refuge, the small sect will inevitably be swallowed up by the family's legal lineage." ”

Wei Wei, who was sitting next to her, was shocked when she heard this, and she couldn't help but secretly rejoice when she thought that her whole family was almost captured.

"We'll talk about that later."

Mo Huaixian stood up, his face solemn, "Your Excellency has an order, the enemy's situation is unknown, it is inevitable that there are bloody thieves lurking in it, this time we must do our best to extinguish the hidden danger." ”

"The terrain of the cave is narrow, and it is inconvenient for the army to move, so my Mo family will send all the masters to join the veterans of the camp."

"Liu Shun, go to the City God Temple and ask Guo Dao for help, the blood-clothed thief must have a plot to study evil arts, and it is not my Yong'an family's business."

"Master Wei, you are responsible for escorting the Eight Desolations and Divine Drums."

"The sting has arrived, just in time to sacrifice the divine drum with the blood of the demon!"