Ten breaths, sure enough, it only takes ten breaths, and the hundreds of people in the rivers and lakes outside Dieqingju have all fallen.

When Hu Cishu and Hu Baiyue brothers and sisters saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked.

They knew that Du Ling was very powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

You must know that among the hundreds of people in the rivers and lakes who have fallen, the weakest ones are also in the four realms, and the strongest Wu Wei is the six realms, including Zhao Gang, Zhu Aniu and others in the late stage of the five realms, and there are twenty or thirty strong people in the five realms.

Such a strong force, in front of Du Ling, did not survive ten breaths.

And Du Ling is just a sword cultivator in the Six Realms.

Even if he is a sword cultivator with extremely lethal power, even if he is in the late stage of the Six Realms, this kind of performance is too strong.

It is rumored throughout the northwest rivers and lakes of Dashun that the new alliance leader of Lingzhou has only cultivated the sword of the six realms and killed the heart sword in one hand, but he has the meaning of a sword immortal.

Hu Baiyue originally didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is sincere.

"Mr. Big, Mr. Two, those people's hearts are bubbling black!"

Just as the Hu brothers and sisters were shocked, a guard next to them suddenly pointed to the corpse on the ground and shouted.

Hu Cishu and Hu Baiyue followed the sound, and sure enough, they saw that the hearts of Wu Wei, Zhao Gang, Zhu Aniu and others were all flying wisps of light black gas.

At the mouth of their hearts, there is a wound, which is left by the sword of Du Ling.

And the black gas that came out of the wound was light, delicate and weird, as if it was alive, and wanted to gather together.

It was just defeated by the sword intent remaining in the heart, and it couldn't be condensed, and it soon turned into nothingness and dissipated into the air.

"Master Du Meng, what is this?"

Hu Cishu looked at Du Ling in surprise.

Du Ling replied lightly: "They were given a Black Nightmare Gu, and these black qi were transformed by the evil qi of the Black Nightmare Gu after their death. ”

Nightmare Gu?

Hu Cishu was a little dazed, he had never heard of it.

Hu Baiyue, who was a Confucian in Zhaohu Academy, answered: "The Black Nightmare Gu is an evil method of a sect in a small country in the Western Territory, and the unique Black Nightmare Insect in the south of the Western Territory is used as a Gu, and it is specially attached to the heart. ”

"The people who are in the Gu seem to be ordinary people, but in fact, their minds have been robbed and they have become puppets and living dead."

"More than two hundred years ago, this evil sect caused a lot of turmoil in the western realm, and was later exterminated by the Great Compassion Zen Monastery and the Hidden Lake Sword Sect."

"Back then, this evil sect was completely destroyed, and I didn't think that two hundred years later, it would appear again."

After hearing this, Hu Cishu was a little worried in his heart, looked at Du Ling and said, "Du League Master, since you know that Deputy Alliance Master Wu and they have fallen for the Black Nightmare Gu, is this not the first case?" ”

Du Ling bowed: "Yes, in the past year, most of the people I have killed have been parasitized by the Black Nightmare Gu. ”

"This ...... Do you know who ordered the Gu? ”

Du Ling looked up at the sky.

Hu Cishu and the second sister glanced at each other, not understanding what he meant.

The people inside Dieqingju heard the movement outside, opened the courtyard door, and the old lady led her granddaughter, Xiao Yun and other female dependents and walked out.

Without the introduction of others, Mrs. Hu also knew what the current situation was, and thanked Du Ling: "The old lady has thanked the Lord of the Du League for her rescue!" ”

Du Ling turned around and said, "The old lady is polite, this is Du's business." ”

After the ceremony, the old lady asked the Hu Cishu brothers and sisters about the Black Nightmare Gu.

Miss Sun Hu Kexin, the round-faced little maid Xiao Yun and others looked curiously at this green-shirted sword cultivator who came out of the air.

Hu Kexin is still delicate, weak, and cold, wearing a fox fur.

Xiao Yun and other maids and maids have lost their fox-like characteristics and returned to their original state.

"Master Du Meng, you have been tracking down the matter of the Black Nightmare Gu for more than a year, but you really haven't found out who did it?"

After listening to the children's story, I looked at Wu Wei and the others lying on the ground again, and the old lady also had a sad look on her face.

The hundreds of people lying on the ground, plus those Gu people that Du Ling had killed for more than a year, almost all of the righteous people in Lingzhou's martial arts were included.

Du Ling still looked up at the sky and replied, "Not yet, but—he's coming." ”

Well?

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Hu, Hu Cishu, Hu Baiyue, including Hu Kexin, Xiao Yun and others, were all very surprised.

At this moment, a faint sound of pipa suddenly sounded in the villa.

The sound of this pipa is poignant, very mournful, and it looks very penetrating under the silence, which makes people shudder involuntarily when they hear it.

There are maidservants in the young mountain villa who can play the lute, but they can never play this tune.

Hu Baiyue was about to ask people to find the source of the sound of the pipa, when he suddenly saw a huge shadow more than one zhang high on the roof of the Songhe Hall.

The giant shadow humanoid, wearing a huge black robe, could not see his face, and held a giant lute in his arms.

The mournful and poignant sound of the pipa is played by this giant pipa.

Xiao Yun and the other maidservants glanced at the giant shadow, and then they trembled, like falling into a cold cellar, and did not dare to look at it again.

Although Miss Sun Hu Ke's heart is delicate, her mind is very firm, looking at the giant shadow is not too affected, she only feels that the night is even more cold and cold.

The old lady, Hu Cishu, and Hu Baiyue all looked solemn.

Old Madam Hu raised her voice and said: "Dare to ask who is the master, who came to my Qingsui Villa in the night?" ”

The shadow did not answer, and continued to play with the lute.

As the façade of the family, Hu Cishu wanted to speak, but was stopped by the old lady.

She knows that although she is a son of the Five Realms, he is not good at fighting, and he rarely deals with this kind of demons in the rivers and lakes, and in this regard, he is not as good as her second daughter Hu Baiyue.

It was obvious that the Black Nightmare Gu was under this giant shadow.

She was going to ask again.

Du Ling on the side directly rose up, the Heart-Killing Sword came out of its sheath silently, and the bright sword light pierced the night, slashing the giant shadow on the roof.

"Knock knock—"

As soon as the giant shadow flicked the pipa, the night color of the entire Qingsui Mountain changed, and the night sky, where there was no moon and only a few stars, became darker and darker.

And the villa, which was originally lit by candles, suddenly darkened and became gloomy and gloomy.

Du Ling, a green-shirted swordsman who lifted his sword into the air, was blocked by the sound wave of the sound blade.

Du Ling was not discouraged, the long sword in his hand turned into a cyan giant sword, the blade of the sword was cold, and he continued to kill the giant shadow.

The giant shadow plucked the strings again, and countless sound blades turned into a flying blade curtain to welcome the cyan giant sword that broke through the sky.

"Buzz!"

The Dark Curtain of the Sound Blade and the cyan greatsword collided together, emitting a strange sound, and then the two collapsed together.

Du Ling flew to the ground.

The huge shadow on the roof, but it did not move.

Obviously, the realm of the giant shadow is above Du Ling.

The mournful and poignant sound of the pipa did not stop because of the attack of the Qingyi Sword Cultivator.

And as the pipa tune changed from mournful and poignant to resentful and grief, Wu Wei, Zhao Gang, Zhu Aniu and others, who had originally fallen, slowly stood up from the ground.

Their movements were stiff at first, but they quickly became nimble and returned to normal.

However, there was no trace of anger on their faces.

Hundreds of people are like corpses and puppets.

Seeing this, Xiao Yun and the other female dependents were very scared.

Hu Cishu, Hu Baiyue and a group of family guards protected them behind them.

Old Madam Hu looked at the huge shadow on the roof, and then looked at Wu Wei and the others who had "died and resurrected" recently, and her face was very embarrassed.

At this moment, on the roof of the Stacked Green Residence Pavilion, there was a huge gray fox.