Lu Xuan is gambling!

He was gambling with his corpse chasers all the way, and he wouldn't just watch him being taken away by Si Tianjian's people.

If the bet is right, the tide of this already predestined battle will change.

But what if...... Failed.

He will not hesitate to urge the 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary People'

Fortunately, he made the right bet this time, only to hear Zhu You's laughter coming from afar:

"Little brother, have you run out of means?"

After hearing this voice, the giant hand that stretched out of the fog suddenly retracted, and immediately after, a rhythmic drum beat like thunder resounded in the calm village, accompanied by Zhu You's strange chant:

"Three thousand miles of road do not look up, the seventeenth day of the first month is cloudy~"

"The ghosts and gods of the eight directions listen to my orders, and they often serve the hundred ghosts in the world!"

The monster that had been showing its silhouette in the fog seemed to sense the danger and submerged its body again.

In the house behind him, Lu Xuan saw the body of the owner of this house after being eaten, the weathered white bones fell, and the remaining flesh and blood were torn and extended in an extremely strange way, and the hollow eye sockets were as if there were still eyes, poking out of the window to extend the neck, a smile appeared on the broken face, and the heavy rancid smell was disgusting, but Zhu You's voice came from its throat:

"Hey, hey, little brother, don't try to run away, I'll keep an eye on you."

Lu Xuan's face was as usual, and the black shadow on his body spread to the corpse controlled by Zhu You in an instant, and in just a moment, only a puddle of dry flesh and blood was left behind from that corpse.

Zhu You's chanting still sounded in the distance, the drums became more and more rapid, and the wind that rolled up from all directions could not blow away the mist.

The sound of houses collapsing and bones shattering could be heard in the fog.

Lu Xuan knew very well that this was Zhu You manipulating the dead people in the village to deal with those monsters.

From the current situation, it is not difficult to analyze the Elysium built by Si Tianjian that if you want to survive in it, you need to give up your physical body, but I didn't expect that this would instead become a point to improve Zhu You's combat power, so that he could deal with these terrifying three monsters.

The sound of the battle that had existed in the fog became quieter and quieter, and it seemed that it was nearing the end.

Lu Xuan knew that Zhu You couldn't simply fall into the disadvantage, in this weird world, the corpse chaser didn't have some special skills on him, he absolutely didn't believe it, just to see if Zhu You would use it.

When the sound in the fog completely disappeared, Zhu You's chanting did not subside, the shocking drum beat became more and more rapid, and his high-pitched voice echoed throughout the village:

"The ghosts and gods of the underworld, whether they are right or wrong, have been suffering for several years, and they have forgotten the world for years and months~"

"Disciple Zhuyou, on the seventh day of July, please ancestors!"

When the sound reached its climax, the wind swept up countless pieces of rubble and dust, and the dilapidated wooden door made a terrifying slapping sound.

The monsters sent by Si Tianjian also turned into angry roars at this time.

Lu Xuan's eyes froze, he knew that the opportunity to leave had arrived!

After shoving a piece of dirt into his mouth, he walked out of the house with his copper coin sword in hand, letting the fog cover his body.

Lu Xuan walked on the soft dirt ground, the visibility was very low now, he listened to the sounds of the monsters in his ears, walked in the opposite direction of them, and saw many collapsed houses all the way up the mountain, as well as those smashed and smashed corpses.

But when I walked about a hundred paces away, I was about to get out of the village.

A boy dressed in a loose robe with pockmarked faces stepped down from the pile of corpses in front of him, holding a human skull in his left hand and a mallet made of white bone in his right hand!

He struck his skull in a flash, and his dull and ethereal voice was inexplicably in tune with Zhu You's drums.

Lu Xuan knew that the idea of trying to escape while the chaos had been frustrated, but when the words 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary Husbands' were condensed in his mind, the fog around him seemed to be given life in this percussion sound, and they actually attached to his body one after another, and suddenly the feeling of being eaten by ants came from his body.

At this moment, he was discovering that these fogs, which could not see the essence at all, were actually alive!

Soon, those mist seemed to have eaten through Lu Xuan's flesh and skin, and surged towards the depths of his body!

He tried his best to kneel down and urge the 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary Husbands', but due to the existence of the mist, his movements became very slow.

"It turned out to be a Dao Immortal, no wonder the group of old immortals in Si Tianjian would pay such a price to take you back." It was clearly a man's voice, but it let out a woman's smart laughter.

Seeing Lu Xuan slowly kneeling in front of him, the pockmarks on the boy's face were crowded together: "Hehe, don't worry, I will leave you a breath." ”

The mist was like insects had eaten away most of his body, and Lu Xuan could even clearly see the white bones exposed on his arms, and his throat seemed to be crawling with these ghosts, and the pain was extreme.

But his face writhed strangely, and his voice was extremely hoarse:

"None of you want to kill me, you all want to eat me, don't you just want me to die?"

In his frantic expression, a powerful sense of oppression descended, and everything fell in one direction!

At this moment, the mist attached to his body, like an instant death, fell to the ground one after another.

It's actually a dense collection of tiny white worms.

When he noticed something unusual, the boy's expression tightened, and he quickened the tapping of his skull.

But around Lu Xuan, it was like an invisible barrier had been formed, he raised the mutilated head, and a playful smile appeared on his face:

"Come, I'll show you what hell on earth is!"

"Hahaha!"

The boy saw the bloody man in front of him with an extremely crazy smile, and he had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but at this time he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned, and fear quickly permeated his heart.

When he saw Lu Xuan stretching out Bai Sensen's five fingers to his eyes, a pair of arms actually grew on the boy's body.....

It wasn't the first time he had used the Seven Bitters of Mortal Husbands.

But the feeling of extreme pain is still fresh in my memory.

But Lu Xuan understands that many things are no longer within his control, with the recitation of the scriptures, the stump and broken arm in his mind gradually form words, and the screaming white bones have pierced the eyelids, as long as the eyes are gouged out, the prospect of the spell will be completed, and everything is a foregone conclusion!

However, at this moment, a deep darkness quickly enveloped this side of the world.

Lu Xuan's movements couldn't help but stagnate, and the sense of oppression brought by the spell actually subsided at this moment.

Did the spell fail?

Lu Xuan was shocked in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a black bamboo slip spread on the ground, and the boy was kneeling in front of the bamboo slip reverently, a long sword cut his throat, and the blood fell on the bamboo slip along the sword body, and its expression seemed to be crazy!

"I became, I learned! I'm a teacher!! Hahaha! ”