The old wooden door was still a dark and uncertain scene, only the plain white embroidery seemed to be still flickering with a glimmer of light, just like a pale in the dark night, and people couldn't help but feel a terrible cold.

Wen Su's analysis of the Sleepy Array made everyone's mood instantly fall to the bottom, and just when the atmosphere was silent to the point of almost condensation, the lonely cold at the tip of his ears suddenly frowned, and asked abruptly, "Did you hear that?" ”

As if to answer his question, almost inaudible sounds seemed to come from afar, and Qu Qingran also nodded and said, "It seems that someone is talking?" ”

She couldn't hear clearly, so she didn't dare to make judgments. The most important thing is that in the middle of the night, in this murderous mansion where people have died, except for a few of their brave immortal cultivators, who else dares to hang out in this kind of place at this time?

A group of people simply held their breath and listened, and the originally unclear sound became more and more obvious, and the Sanskrit sound burst into a long history, which was ...... Someone chanting the Buddha name?

"It's a death spell."

Bai Weiyang was the first to understand those Sanskrit words that were as complex as birds, and at the same time, the demonic energy that was originally looming in the entire courtyard also broke out in an instant, like a flood opening the floodgates, and the surging feeling flooded the entire courtyard like a tide.

Everyone was suddenly shocked, and it happened that Qing Ziye on the side had quickly located the source of the demonic qi at this moment, and said sharply: "In the direction of the backyard!" ”

With that, he rushed out of the house without hesitation and ran straight to another verandah leading to the backyard.

A group of people hurriedly chased out, and when they reached the last courtyard of the courtyard, the first thing they saw was a monk in a white robe, who was standing outside the wooden door leading to the warehouse in the backyard with his back to the crowd, reciting the Sanskrit version of the mantra without distractions.

He seemed to be too focused on reading, holding one hand on his chest with his eyes closed, and twisting the Buddha beads in the other, completely unaware that in the wooden door he was facing him, there was a pitch-black demonic qi that had condensed into a claw, pointing directly at his chest!

"Master be careful!!"

In a hurry, I don't know who suddenly shouted, not only directly interrupted the master's incantation, but also stimulated the demon claw to suddenly exert force, and the sharp claw stabbed at the flesh and blood.

At the last moment, Qing Ziye had already rushed over like lightning, he grabbed the master's shoulder and dragged it back violently, the master was pulled back by this fierce force, only to hear a loud "boom" sound, the black demon claw stabbed into the air, and the sharp blade poked a hole in the ground, only a finger away from the master's toes!

This thrilling moment was not completely over, everyone saw a silver arc of light suddenly falling from the sky, first a crisp "swish" sounded, as if the flesh was cut by a sharp blade, followed by a "click", this time the sound was clearer, but it sounded like ...... The sound of wood being split?

When I looked closely, the black demon claw that had not had time to be withdrawn was actually cut by the scythe of Lonely Han who rushed over at some point, and what rolled to the ground was a dark black wooden stake, and the pointed head was like a sharpened spiral head, which was even sharper in the dark night.

"Hiss~ At this speed, it's okay..."

Wen Su couldn't help but gasp, judging from the situation of Lonely Han's shot, he almost moved his hand at the same time as Qing Ziye, Qing Ziye rushed over to save people, and he summoned his scythe Hou Qing, and cut off the evil black claw with a scythe, and the silver arc was the cold light that flashed from Hou Qing's blade.

The time to react before and after in the whole process will never exceed one second, the male protagonists have already drawn their knives, and they are still stunned in place!

Wen Su pursed her lips in frustration, sometimes she does have to admit that people who can be the heroine and heroine are not only blessed by the halo of the protagonist, but more importantly, they themselves do have the strength to be so ferocious that they can crush the opponent.

"Look! It's Zhuohua! ”

With Qu Qingran's exclamation, everyone's eyes turned to the direction of the black demonic qi condensing, and the peach petals from nowhere around them were clustered into waves, mixed with this black demonic qi and gradually transformed into the appearance of a man, the dazzling white light flashed, and a tall and elegant figure turned out.

A large number of petals drifted in the wind, the man's appearance became more and more visible, he was wearing a white robe, the wide cuffs were faintly visible emerald green leaf lines, the white hair was blown by the demon wind, quite a messy beauty, the end of the hair was only tied with a smoke-green hairband at will, a pair of glass-like smoke-green eyes were very light in color, but full of contempt for all beings.

The man's appearance is very unconventional, but the unruly feeling on his face that cannot be ignored is a little incompatible with his temperament.

- Where is this what a graceful peach blossom fairy should look like? It's clear that it's a crooked way that goes crazy!

Zhuohua floated in mid-air, his slightly drooping eyes had a kind of arrogance that looked down on the people in the world, he first glanced at the monk who was rescued by Qing Ziye, and then fell his gaze on everyone present, until when he saw Lonely Han, the other party's originally expressionless face suddenly showed a sneering arc.

"Half-demon? It's a pity that a deep Taoist is in the company of a group of ants, it's really embarrassing! ”

He said disdainfully, and the feeling of being high up and down and no one in his eyes instantly ignited the dissatisfaction in the hearts of everyone present.

Also ants? Whose bear child is this, don't you hurry up and take it back?! I don't know who gave him the confidence and courage to make him so nervous in front of the male and female protagonists? Liang Jingru?

Wen Su's heart was frantically complaining, and her complexion sank involuntarily.

Zhuohua's map cannon scolded the people present one by one, Qu Qingran suddenly raised her eyebrows, she eats everything, she is not very happy to suffer, and she has always been a person who can do it and will never force it.

Qu Qingran immediately looked up at Zhuohua and showed a flower-like smile, and there was a bit of flattery in that smile, which made Zhuohua show more and more disdain.

However, before he could speak again to mock, Qu Qingran had already slashed with the Fengwu Sword in his hand, and the goose-yellow figure suddenly disappeared in place, and suddenly, Qu Qingran appeared out of thin air at a distance of only half a step from Zhuo Hua, and her action of stabbing forward made the distance between her and Zhuo Hua shorten instantly.

When everyone came back to their senses, they only heard a "poof", and it was the sword blade that made a stirring sound that broke the air.

Wen Su raised her head in surprise, she knew that Qu Qingran had been making progress, but she didn't want her strength to soar so terrifyingly, the speed of teleportation just now, she didn't even see the shadow clearly, and the person had already rushed over, especially the power of a sword piercing, it was really unstoppable!

It's a pity that Zhuo Hua is not a simple character, in full view of everyone, although he was stunned for a moment, but only a little surprised, after the sword blade made a sound, Qu Qingran depressedly looked at the tip of his sword blocked by a circle of black mist, as if a sword slashed on a piece of soft but chopping cotton, the flames on the body of the Fengwu sword clanged, the bright true phoenix fire and the endless black mist fought with each other, although the true phoenix fire was domineering, but the black fog also seemed to be inexhaustible, Qu Qingran raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuohua, he was looking at her who was blocked from the protective layer of ghost qi, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was even greater, this fearless expression fell in everyone's eyes, and it aggravated their doubts.

Wen Su looked at the strange black mist, and the sense of rejection in his heart became stronger and stronger, for the demonic aura, every immortal cultivator would feel uncomfortable, but there had never been a demon clan's demonic aura that was so weird, making people uncomfortable and at the same time, there was a creepy chill surging over.

"It's ghostly."

An extremely light voice sounded in her ears, it was Xun Yi's voice, but what made Wen Su feel strange was that she rarely heard him speak in such a tone, sounding with a low and hoarse voice, as if he was injured and depressed.

Combined with the answer that the other party just said, Wen Su immediately thought of something, she glanced back worriedly, and sure enough, she saw that Xun Yi's already fair handsome face was a little pale at the moment, and there was a thin layer of fine sweat on his forehead, looming under his flowing bangs.

It wasn't the oppression brought to him by the scorching demonic aura, but the rich ghostly aura that made him feel very uncomfortable.

If others just feel chest tightness and shortness of breath in the same environment, then for Xun Yi, who has the body of Taiyin, the feeling is probably no less than that of someone covering his mouth and nose to prevent him from breathing.