The work of cleaning up the battlefield continued, and Ning Suhe was arranged to take care of the patients in the infirmary, although he was babbling and complaining, he still obediently took care of the patients. Linghua and Henggu stayed in the center of the city, using a black sticky broom to sweep the dried blood from the ground.

In fact, I can't wash it off, but I'm still rubbing it hard. Linghua wiped the beads of sweat from Henggu's forehead, raised his hand and used spells to restore the ground to a neat appearance.

Although it looks clean on the surface, it can't hide the smell of blood behind it.

According to Yang Xichi, the nearby villages were also seriously damaged, and all the sects sent disciples to arrange for the evacuation of the people together with the people from the government, and distributed grain, rice, noodles and winter clothes to the people who had nowhere to go.

"Oh no, no!" A disciple of the Jianghu Sect ran over and shouted, "There is a fight ten miles to the northwest!"

Linghua saw that there was nothing abnormal in the sky in the distance, and asked, "How did you fight?"

The disciple didn't know much either, and said vaguely, "I only heard that Qingyou's first seat was arrested, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Heng Gu was stunned when he heard this, and threw down his broom to leave: "The first seat? Isn't it Yang Laodao? I'm going to check it out!"

"Don't worry." Linghua pressed his shoulder, walked into a dilapidated house next to him, took out the heart mirror and activated it, "See what the situation is first."

At the same time, around the Silla Sea.

A man from the village came out of his house, wrapped his thin jacket tightly, and trotted all the way to the edge of a desolate wood. The whistling north wind blew through his thin shirt, and he shivered to untie his belt.

Suddenly, an eerie cool breeze blew past his ears, and he scratched his ears, didn't take it seriously, and unbuttoned his pants to solve the big problem. Another gust of cold wind swept overhead, and he immediately looked up, only to see a green skirt flashing.

"Am I dazzled?" Rubbing his eyes and looking again, there were only a few dead trees above his head, and the sky could not be seen.

Trembling, he lifted his pants and took a step to run back into the house, when somehow he bumped into a girl head-on.

The girl was lovely-looking, her round eyes looked straight at him, and her full lips were closed one by one, as if she were saying some mysterious spell.

The man looked straight at him, when had he ever seen such a beautiful girl. The woman was dressed in a water-green light gauze dress, like a willow in the spring, and when the wind blew, it swayed and made people see the ripples.

His hand reached out uncontrollably, and the woman opposite met his hand with her green fingers—and the next second, his body was frozen like ice, unable to move.

In the next second, the woman's slender jade fingers pinched his neck, and he clearly heard a "click", and his neck hung down, and he lost his breath in a moment.

The woman expertly ripped his neck, the gushing blood making her eyes bloodthirsty red.

She greedily held the headless corpse and gulped the warm blood, the bright red blood flowing down her mouth and over her fair neck, and she didn't care to wipe it on her watery clothes, and drank all the blood in the corpse in one go.

"Isn't that great?"

Jiang Caokong walked over with a smile on her face, her crumpy nails scraped off the blood on the woman's face, put it in her mouth and licked it gently: "Bihu, that's right, what's the use of forbearance?" Even if you don't eat people and don't drink blood, what can you do? They will still find any reason to kill you, so why don't you join me in killing them all?"

Bihu gritted his teeth and lowered his head, and suddenly sneered: "Are you thinking about me, or are you coaxing me to take an even more irreparable path?"

Jiang Caokong touched her hair: "You are irretrievable."

She sucked the man's head with one hand and tore off the skin and hair in two or two strokes, leaving only a bloody skeleton: "I've bought off a few ignorant humans, and I think those stupid people will come over in a while, you should know what to do."

Bihu forcefully snatched the skeleton, dug a hole without a word, and buried the body in the earth. Jiang Cao looked at it with a smile and didn't say anything.

"Does this Bihu help her or not?" Heng Gu looked at the mirror and asked, "They are obviously together, why do they seem to be at odds with each other?"

Linghua was about to speak, when the disciples of the Qingyou Sect and other sects flocked to him, brushing the shoulders of the two and running in the northwest direction.

"It seems that her goal has been achieved, and the people of all sects will not sit idly by when they hear the news." Seeing the crowds of disciples rushing anxiously, Linghua pulled Heng Gu up, "Don't let them take the initiative to attack, let's go and meet these two first."

In the village, many disciples of the Qingyou Sect and other sects gathered together to conduct a house-to-house search, and they had surrounded the remote village in order to find some clues.

Jiang Caokong stood on the top of the stout tall tree, observing everyone playfully, she raised her index finger lightly, and a corpse emerged from the mound, just in time for the male corpse buried in Bihu.

The disciples couldn't help but exclaim when they saw the corpse suddenly appear, and she laughed insolently, "A bunch of fools."

I don't want someone to cover her mouth suddenly: "Are they stupid, or are you stupid who is unaware of me?"

Jiang Caokong, who had already heard the voice, waved his hand and said with a smile: "It turned out to be you, even if you recover your spiritual power, you are not my opponent, and you actually came to send you to death?"

As she spoke, she had already flown to Linghua's side, and the blow was swift and unexpected, Linghua couldn't dodge and had to fly under the tree, and Jiang Caokong also followed.

At the same time, a large number of demon armies were summoned, and everyone instantly fell into a melee.

Linghua shook it to the sky, the light whip was already in her hand, she immediately turned around and threw it out, the blazing light whip mixed with a strong air flow struck towards Jiang Cao's empty door, and the blood lines emitted fell to the ground like melted wax when the light met.

Seeing that the whip was about to be drawn on his body, Jiang Caokong suddenly dodged and disappeared, and the next moment he had appeared on Linghua's side, raised his hand to buckle his nails between his hair, and pinched his skull fiercely.

"That's all you do." Linghua immediately raised his hand, and his palm quickly gathered spiritual power, aiming at Jiang Cao's empty abdomen and receiving a heavy blow.

The brilliant light burst on her body, Jiang Caokong spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated again and again, and at this moment, the Linghua light whip flung horizontally, knocking it over to the ground in the blink of an eye and tying it firmly.

Jiang Caokong saw that he was already at a disadvantage, and his palm instantly turned into a pool of thick rotten blood, all of which was poured on the light whip. Blocking out the light, the whip was corroded by blood and quickly loosened.

With a flick of her fingertips, the Dao blood line cut off the light whip like a blade, and was about to make a move on Linghua, but in the afterglow, she saw Cheng Hengchuan and his master hurrying over. She hurriedly gathered her momentum and flew up, landing in a dilapidated thatched hut.

Seeing the situation, Heng Gu hurriedly used the formation of Wuji Bagua to cooperate with the talisman of Qingyou Gate to suppress everything in the house, and everyone surrounded the small thatched house, seeing that Jiang Caokong was about to be surrounded inside, and there was nowhere to escape.

Cheng Hengchuan shouted inward: "Bold Tiger Demon, don't you want to be caught?"

There was no response from inside the door, Cheng Hengchuan had already walked to the door and was ready to push, and was about to push the door in: "If you don't take the initiative to surrender, then you will be killed here!"

"Are you really going to kill me?" The door opened, and the person who came out was Bihu.

Look at the house again, where is Jiang Caokong's figure, she has already stood on the other rooftops to watch the play: "It's really stupid."

Someone in the crowd was already shouting, "You dare to play tricks on us, and you won't die quickly!"

This sentence was like a fire that ignited the anger in people's hearts, and they drew their swords and attacked Bihu and Jiang Cao in two ways. Jiang Cao waved his empty hand and summoned a group of demon troops again, and it was another irreparable melee.

At this moment, Yang Xichi rushed from the other side of the village, and he tried his best to fight with a deafening voice, but the war had begun, and if he didn't kill himself, he would be killed by the enemy, and no one stopped killing the sand in his hand.

At this moment, Bihu flew out of the thatched house, and behind him were hundreds of Xianmen disciples, who were shouting, slashing at her one after another, and she had to dodge frequently.

With a light footstep, he flew past the wooden houses in the village, and the people in the village closed their doors and did not dare to raise their heads to look at the excitement, and only the disciples ran quickly on the narrow path. Behind her was several powerful masters who fought at her, and she couldn't dodge, and was slashed by a sword, almost unable to control her body.

Cheng Hengchuan also followed behind her, pointing his feet on the dry haystack. Linghua wanted to continue to solve Jiang Caokong, but he didn't want to be pulled out by Yang Xichi

, motioning for her to follow Bihu with Henggu.

The two sides chased after me, and they couldn't last, Bihu and Cheng Hengchuan were always reluctant to make a move, and only evaded and dodged in various tricks.

"Chuan'er, pick up the sword in your hand and kill this banshee! Keep the party at peace!" Cheng Hengchuan's master said and threw out a spell aimed at Bihu's back, sticking it firmly to it.

Seeing that Bihu's movements were slow, the master handed his sword to Cheng Hengchuan: "The talisman has worked, Chuan'er, quickly, kill her!"

Cheng Hengchuan took the sword, hesitating and not daring to step forward, he swung it a few times and put it away: "Master, Bihu is pure in her heart, and her sin will not lead to death!"

Linghua and Henggu were about to help, but who knew that the people in Qingyoumen scoffed.

"It's really unseemly! She is an evil demon, who eats human flesh, drinks human blood, shaves the fairy bones of others, and increases her own cultivation, and should not exist between heaven and earth!" Master was anxious and glared, "Quick! If she doesn't do anything, she'll run away!"

Seeing that Cheng Hengchuan still didn't move, he continued to persecute: "The only thing I value over the years is you, do you forget your kindness to your upbringing? Now even Master's words have fallen on deaf ears!"

Cheng Hengchuan shook his head urgently and said, "Master, I'm just ......."

"Then don't go yet! The divine sword slashes the demon, and he will definitely die, and he will cut off Jiang Caokong's right-hand man first!"

"Hurry! Kill her! Chuan'er!"

Cheng Hengchuan closed his eyes in grief and stepped forward, the sword in his hand was aimed at Bihu's back and trembled and trembled.

The woman in green looked at him from the side of the wound, her hair blowing through her cheeks that were red from the cold, and her expression was sad and sad: "Do you have to kill me?"

"Bihu, I'm sorry......" The sword in Cheng Hengchuan's hand emitted a bone-eating chill in the sunlight, and he gradually approached the woman, stopping again when the blade was close to the thin back.

At this time, Yang Xichi pushed Heng Gu: "Don't forget to explain your business!"

Heng Gu flew out, but not as fast as the other figure.

In a daze, a red figure took the opportunity to rush behind Cheng Hengchuan extremely quickly, grabbed his hand and pushed it forward. Before he could react, the divine sword stabbed, turned, and pulled, and in a millimeter Bihu's body was torn out of a penetrating blood hole.

Warm blood scattered in the air along his body, and Cheng Hengchuan let go of his hand and shouted, "Bihu—"

Bihu's body fell like a meteor, slamming into the ground and spewing out a mouthful of blood. Her brown pupils gradually dilated, her mouth opened and closed to breathe, and it was not long before she closed her eyes and lay on a blood-colored earth without breath.

Many people ran to her side, and a voice that resounded through the sky shouted, "The demon girl has been executed! Victory is in sight!"

Almost everyone was overjoyed, Bihu's death gave everyone the confidence to defeat Jiang Caokong, but they didn't see a strong resentment on Bihu's corpse.

Like an evil ghost, this resentment twisted up from the corpse and floated in the air looking down on the earth: "No...... Why was he betrayed again? Is this how I end? No way, I don't believe this is my fate!"

She looked back at Cheng Hengchuan, who was holding her corpse and crying, "Why you...... I don't want to—"

The black resentment broke through in the roar of weeping blood, scattered like stars, and all returned to the corpse of Bihu, wandering uneasily.

The cold wind blew and lifted the corners of everyone's clothes, and the ears buzzed as if something was slowly gathering.

"I'm going to change that!" Her soul roared silently, and a strong thought shook everything that existed.

I saw that the blood-soaked corpse suddenly exuded a powerful aura, which was difficult to parry even with the strength of many people, and in a short time, a violent and powerful enchantment was formed, as if the vortex of heaven and earth was constantly expanding near the corpse. The invisible force was like a red flame, setting off a strong gale, which swept the land fiercely and hotly.

But in the blink of an eye, the surging spiritual power of such a flood and beast burned everyone's souls, and the heart-piercing pain made everyone let out a huge wail, which shook the heavens and the earth, as if everyone, demons, and even the creatures in the Three Realms were screaming in pain together.

Liuhe is only in the middle

The rest is white, and it seems that everything is gone.