His shout attracted everyone's attention, so when his head flew up, everyone saw it.

When the skull fell, the blood in the cavity spurted out three or four meters high.

In the air, there was a strong smell of blood.

And in the smell of blood, there is also a smell of mud at the bottom of the river.

Someone turned on the bright flashlight and shone it for the first time.

The light hit the man's slowly falling body, and the head that fell to the ground rolled not far away, its mouth still open and closed, and tears still flowed from the corners of its eyes......

A fresh life is gone in an instant.

This scene reminds me of the sacrifice in the 100,000 mountains.

The good thing is that it's just one person, not thousands.

The scene is not so terrifying.

After a brief distraction, I came to my senses.

The corpse fell, and the blood washed away the yellow mud, forming a red stream.

It's hard to imagine that one person can shed so much blood without seeing it with his own eyes.

In just a few seconds, dozens of flashlights shone through, angrily trying to find out the murderer.

In the intersecting light and shadow, I suddenly saw a large footprint appear on the blood mud.

The yellow mud mixed with blood and water squeezed out from between the invisible fingers, outlining the shape of five toes.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stepped back and shouted, "Disperse, don't stay on the ruins of the village." ”

As I spoke, I opened my spiritual eye, and when I reached the second floor, I saw a tall headless corpse.

He was holding a long, mutilated knife and was walking towards the head of the man I had slain at noon.

I gasped, and my voice trembled a little, "It's the legendary headless corpse!" ”

After saying that, I shouted again and told everyone to evacuate from the ruins of the village.

Seeing that the people on the ruins were running away at a rapid pace, I breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look at the headless corpse.

He was more than two meters tall, covered in black armor, headless, and exposed his jet-black neck bones.

And I also broke an arm, which gave me the feeling that my arm was broken recently.

But even with a hand missing, he gave me a sense of oppression.

Thinking about the villagers at that time, they just couldn't see the headless corpses, so they would flee in a panic, and their heads would fall neatly.

The headless corpse was not in a hurry or slow, walking on the yellow mud in steps, leaving a big footprint with every step that fell.

Every step I take is like stepping on my heart.

At this moment, I finally understood why my grandfather just dared to hide in the first place, watching hundreds of villagers being beheaded.

If I was replaced, I didn't dare to go out.

The footprints were clear, and soon, everyone saw them.

There was a squad leader who shouted: "There are invisible dirty things, friends of Yinshan, hurry up and pass Yinxiang!" ”

In the crowd, someone put down his backpack and began to rummage.

After a while, I took out a handful of incense, but I didn't have time to separate it, so I used a lighter to really put it.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly went up to help, and five or six lighters quickly lit the incense in the man's hand.

There are many kinds of incense, and the folk distinction is not very open, but there is also a saying that yellow incense worships the gods and Buddhas, and green incense is offered to demons and ghosts.

The temple Taoist temple burns yellow incense, goes to the grave for the ancestors, and burns all the green incense.

However, this yin incense is considered a kind of magic incense.

Folk who have a little ability to ask Mi Po, Shen Po, and Yin people will have this kind of thing in their hands.

With the use of incense and witchcraft spells, you can easily invite the undead out.

The young man of Yinshan took out the Yin incense, and the grade should not be bad.

As soon as the incense was lit, the smoke seemed to smell it, converging towards the headless corpse.

Under the smoke, the headless corpse soon revealed its true form.

But he didn't care about all of this, and there was only one goal, which was the human head.

My idea is that if he wants to, he will take it away for him, anyway, the soul inside was cut off by me, and it has little effect.

But as soon as they saw the form of the headless corpse, the beheaded man's teammates said, "Take a rope and trap him, go to someone, get the dead man's head farther away, and lead him away from the riverbank." ”

When I heard this, my eyelids jumped.

They don't know what this thing is, and they dare to do it?

However, before I could say anything to stop it, the team was already in action.

One person picked up the thick rope left yesterday and buckled it, imagining that he would put a headless corpse on a horse.

The other dared, ran over and poked the dead man's head with a stick, and ran high with his bearings.

I have to say that the people born in the Xuan World, as long as they don't drive landlubbers into the water, are all fierce people.

And also craftsmen.

The man who threw the rope circle was six or seven meters apart, threw the rope out, and put it on the headless corpse accurately, pulled it hard, tightened the rope, and the people around him rushed up, kicked the figure-eight feet, and pulled the headless corpse to stand up.

When the man carrying the head saw it, he stopped running and stopped on the high slope to watch.

As a result, he stopped, and the body of the headless corpse writhed, and with the strength of his body, he threw out the long knife in his hand and slashed at his neck.

Fortunately, the man was not stunned, and hurriedly squatted down, and the big knife swept the yin wind, carrying the smoke of the yin incense, brushing his scalp, and shaved him on the spot.

Huang Jiu and I couldn't help but shrink our necks.

However, just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the missing broadsword flew out for more than ten meters, and suddenly with a whirlwind, it slashed at the man from behind.

Seeing this, Huang Jiu stood up, and the thirty-meter big knife slashed out in the air.

The artifact of the demon clan is not in vain.

The thirty-meter broadsword fell, and a few inches from the man's neck, the broadsword was slashed away.

Huang Jiuyi hit his hand, his tail was cocked over his head, and he grinned: "It's longer than a knife, you Ninth Master and I ......."

Before he finished speaking, the big knife that had been chopped off seemed to have eyes, and suddenly turned around and slashed at me.

To be precise, he slashed at Huang Jiu, but he squatted on my shoulder, so naturally he slashed me.

Without waiting for Huang Jiu to block again, Zhang Ziran let out a loud shout and slammed his hands together in front of his chest.

With the sound of a slap, a golden talisman appeared, blocking us in front of us.

However, just when he blocked the big knife, Huang Jiu and I had already used the word "Lin" and ran five meters away.

Although Zhang Ziran has changed a lot, Huang Jiu and I don't dare to hand over our heads to him for safekeeping.

And I didn't think that he could really block a blow from the broadsword. Not only blocked, but he made a one-handed volley in the air, inducing Dao Qi and outlining the Heavenly Master Talisman in the void.

As soon as the rune was completed, he had words in his mouth, and his hand slapped on the rune, and the rune flew out and attached to the big knife.

He wanted to use the rune to seal the ghost knife, but after the rune was attached, the big knife fell to the ground less than half a meter, and the rune was broken, and the ghost knife blade was raised and slashed towards him.

I had just run to the side and stood firm, and I didn't have time to go up and help.

It can only be a spiritual eye.

At this glance, I really saw some clues.