The child's head was twisted off, but the lower half of his body was still sitting in place, showing his teeth and claws, and there was a scream in the school that made his scalp tingle.

Tang Wuming held his breath and almost screamed, he hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making the slightest noise.

"It's really a dog. ”

Tang Wuming felt that his whole heart was about to jump out, looking at the hundreds of little ghosts and the yin and yang talent over there, he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Gotta find a way to get out of here as soon as possible, it's almost impossible to wait until dawn, and before they find me, yes, leave immediately. ”

Tang Wuming cautiously stepped back, for fear of making a sound, and at this moment, the extremely sharp voice sounded again: "Who?"

"Discovered?"

Tang Wuming stopped, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, he immediately pulled out a black cold, since it was discovered, then there was only one way to fight to the death with these little ghosts.

"Hehe, the old man just wants to hear you read, you go on. ”

Tang Wuming just wanted to go out, but suddenly heard a very familiar voice coming, and following the sound, Tang Wuming was suddenly dumbfounded: "Crazy grandpa?"

Tang Wuming was not mistaken, at this time, outside the school, the old man who had been crazy for decades in the quicksand tribe actually held a gourd and sat there leisurely listening to those little ghosts read.

"There is no two, there is no one in Tang. ”

The crazy old man confessed Tang Wuming's mistake as always, but in such a situation, where did Tang Wuming still have the heart to care about those? He immediately shouted at the crazy old man: "Crazy grandpa, run, those are ghosts." ”

"There is no two, there is no one in Tang. ”

The crazy old man didn't seem to hear Tang Wu's screams at all, and was still dancing and shouting there.

And because of the shouts of the crazy old man, the Xiucai and hundreds of little ghosts in the school instantly discovered Tang Wusheng, and for a while, the hundreds of pairs of eyes that exuded a faint green light all stared at Tang Wusheng's side, and the face that was as white as white paper even began to rot, crawling with disgusting maggots.

"Ate him. ”

Yin Yang Xiucai waved the black and white paper fan, and hundreds of little ghosts began to crawl towards Tang Wuming and the crazy old man with their teeth and claws.

"Crazy grandpa, run. ”

Tang Wuming swept out a sword, and the black sword instantly swept over the four people, and he pulled the elated crazy old man and strode towards the outside of the barren mound.

However, Tang Wuming didn't run far before stopping, because he found that after going around in a circle, he had returned to the academy position.

"It seems that this ghost hitting the wall ecstasy was only created by this yin and yang show. ”

Tang Wuming suddenly understood, if he didn't kill this yin and yang talent, he would never be able to get out of here, he hid the crazy old man behind a panicked grave, and then rushed towards the group of little ghosts in front of him.

As soon as it passed, seven or eight little ghosts pounced on Tang Wusheng, although half of them were crushed by the black cold in Tang Wuming's hands, but there were still three or four of them pounced on Tang Wusheng's body and tore at him.

The feeling of the little ghost biting on the body is very strange, it is not very painful, but there is a feeling of numbness, and then look at the bite marks, Tang Wuming suddenly changed color, there are no bite marks there, but because of the corpse gas, a large piece of decay.

"Fuck off. ”

Tang Wuming shouted angrily, and the spiritual energy in the dantian was instantly transformed into spiritual power, and then burst out from the inside out, and several little ghosts screamed, all of which flew out of Tang Wuming's body and turned into powder.

Seeing this, the dozens of little ghosts in front of them all let out a terrible roar, they became even more crazy, and once again pounced towards Tang Wusheng.

"It's all gone. ”

Tang Wuming shouted angrily, the sword box behind him instantly opened, and the nine black cold stalks flew out, suspended in a row above Tang Wusheng's head.

He controlled the black cold, surrounded the four handles around the body, so that the body could not be approached by the ghosts, and the other five handles were flying around under the control of spiritual power, and everywhere he went, it was like cutting vegetables, constantly cutting the surrounding ghosts into several pieces.

In less than half a column of incense, there were rotting fragments of limbs everywhere, and then they all turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Tang Wuming took a long breath, withdrew the nine swords, and then left two of them in his hand, and the other seven were suspended above his head, because he knew that the real battle had not yet begun.

On the side of the school, an angry roar came, and the entire school hall changed in an instant, turning into several lonely panicked graves, and finally, Yin Yang Xiucai opened his teeth and danced his claws: "Human, you actually killed my kid." ”

"Not only to kill your brat, but to kill you. ”

Tang Wusheng urged Hei Han, pulled out countless sword flowers, and rushed towards Yin Yang Xiucai.

I only heard Yin Yang Xiucai roaring, the black and white paper fan in his hand flew to the soles of his feet, holding Yin Yang Xiucai and running directly into the air, dark clouds covered the moon, but countless blood colors shrouded from the air, covering Yin Yang Xiucai's whole body.

"Heavy Monk. ”

Tang Wuming's face changed, and he immediately gasped, he didn't sense the strength of Yin Yang Xiucai's cultivation, but the ability to control things and fly to the sky was only displayed by monks in the Chonglou realm.

Cultivating immortals, only when the sevenfold realm of the mortal realm can exert spiritual power, and only when they reach the realm of the heavy building can they use their spiritual power to control the magic weapon and let themselves fly in the sky, and when they reach the transcendent realm, they can completely get rid of the mortal path and embark on the road of seeking immortals, without the help of any foreign objects to travel between the heavens and the earth.

However, in this Luoling area, the Chonglou monks are already super masters, taking the quicksand tribe as an example, there are only two Chonglou monks, Bai Mei and Molong, and even if they are the patriarch Utu Old Man, they are only the strength of the Nine Mortal Realms.

The two heavy building monks have already made the quicksand tribe rank among the top five in the entire Luoling area, as for the transcendental, it is a legendary existence, almost none.

Tang Wusheng's face became solemn, with his demonic talent coupled with the Ten Thousand Truths Sword Technique and the solid foundation he had laid over the years, it might be easy to deal with the Mortal Fetal Realm Eightfold, even if it was the Mortal Realm Ninefold, he would have hope to use the Ten Thousand Truths Nine Swords.

However, the yin and yang show in front of him is actually in the realm of Chonglou, even if he awakens his soul at this time, he is not completely sure that he will kill the other party, and with such a big difference in strength, there is no way to fight at all.

"Run. ”

This was Tang Wusheng's first thought, and he grabbed the crazy old man behind the deserted grave and ran into the distance.

"Don't, think, run. ”

Yin Yang Xiucai chased after Tang Wuming and the two, blocking the way of the two, he turned around, and a yin and yang face exuded a terrifying evil smile: "It is actually the sevenfold cultivation of the mortal birth realm, your soul must be very fragrant." ”

Tang Wuming frowned, looking at the yin and yang scholar's gloomy face, the cold hairs all over his body exploded, but the crazy old man next to him did not show the slightest fear, and still danced: "Fake heavy building, fake heavy building." ”

"Fake heavy building?" Tang Wufang was stunned: "Crazy grandpa, what are you talking about." ”

"The living dead, fake heavy buildings. ”

"The living dead?" Tang Wusheng was even more puzzled.

"Show, the showman who fell off the list, jumping off the cliff, jumping off the cliff. ”

Tang Wuming was startled, looked at the Yin and Yang scholar over there, and immediately understood everything.

At the center of Yin Yang Xiucai's eyebrows, there was a purple flame beating, and his appearance was no different from ordinary people except for a yin and yang face, but his whole body exuded an extremely strong rancid smell.

This can be shown that this yin and yang show must have jumped off the cliff here because of the failure of the exam, but after jumping off the cliff, he encountered a special adventure, resulting in a remnant soul left in his body and unable to get out, and then became a half-ghost and half-corpse living dead.

Because of this, he is half yin and half yang, after years of cultivation in this barren mound, his soul cultivation has improved, and then he has realized some transformation techniques, although he has transformed his appearance, but the strong smell of corpses still makes Tang Wuming guess that his body is simply a rotting corpse.

As for the realm cultivation, the spiritual cultivation of this yin and yang talent may have reached the realm of heavy buildings, but because of the defect of his ontology decay, the physical cultivation is still in the mortal realm.

In this way, although this yin and yang show talent can fly into the sky, his true strength is still in the realm of mortal fetus. ”

Speculating at this, Tang Wuming's confidence suddenly soared, he looked at the crazy old man next to him in surprise, and asked, "Crazy grandpa, you are so powerful, how did you see it?"

"There is no two, there is no one in Tang. ”

"Hey. Tang Wuming shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Yin Yang Xiucai opposite with a serious face, he waved the black cold in his hand and rushed over quickly.

"Fake heavy building realm, but at least there is the strength of the mortal fetal realm, and you must not be careless. ”

Tang Wuming thought silently in his heart, and then urged the Ten Thousand Truths Sword Technique, stabbing out a swift sword, and the spiritual power mixed with the sword wave flew away, directly approaching the eyebrows of the Yin and Yang Xiucai.

"Humans who don't know whether they are alive or dead. “

Yin Yang Xiucai's voice was still so sharp, I saw him take a step back, and then slowly raised his right hand, two fingers and a clamp, easily clamped Tang Wuming's black cold in his hand, and then flicked it lightly, Tang Wuming's sword suddenly spewed out a stream of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"It's so strong. ”

Tang Wusheng landed on the ground and took ten steps back, he still underestimated the strength of Yin Yang Xiucai too much, and he overestimated himself too much, even if it was a fake heavy building with a nine-fold mortal realm, it was not something that Tang Wuming could deal with.

However, Tang Wuming couldn't just give up, he quickly adjusted his breath, wrapped his spiritual power around the nine swords, and then urged the Nine Swords of Ten Thousand Truths to form a huge flying sword, and frantically slashed towards Yin Yang Xiucai.