The evil cultivator is not as particular about his mind as the righteous monks, and his emotions fluctuate extremely quickly, and from time to time there is a roar or whimper in his throat.

Chang Ling took advantage of his distraction, Ling Feng's body technique was activated instantly, and she took the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in her hand and rushed to him at once.

He violently struggled out of the violently fluctuating mood, and the flute in his hand went straight towards the Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

An extremely loud collision sound sounded, and the two quickly separated.

Chang Ling didn't care about the huge evil impact, barely stabilized his body, and attacked the person quickly again.

He has his choices, and she has hers.

There is pity for a hateful person, but that does not justify his hatred and sinfulness.

The man also came back to his senses, and reluctantly raised the flute to resist Chang Ling's several attacks, but before he could play the flute, he directly attacked with the most straightforward divine soul, and his divine sense turned into a long needle, stabbing at Chang Ling's sea of consciousness.

The movements in Chang Ling's hand slowed down, and the sharp pain in the sea of consciousness made her eyes dark, and the black mist in her sea of consciousness was the best at attacking her when she was injured and weak, and suddenly she had some difficulty even controlling her body.

She barely took advantage of the fact that she still had some consciousness, and threw a large handful of talismans out, wanting to attack the person at the moment.

Naturally, the person in front of him would not let go of such an empty moment, he stubbornly carried the effect of these talismans thrown by Chang Ling, and regardless of his own damage, he directly smashed the hard flute on her back at once, and the huge force attacked Chang Ling's internal organs.

She fell straight to the ground.

Immediately, the man's eyes were dyed red, staring at her intensely, and the hand holding the flute could clearly see the trembling green tendons.

"Ahh He let out a long scream, and the flute in his hand kept smashing on Chang Ling's back.

All at once, it seemed that he had exhausted all his life's strength.

With his howl, the flute smashed firmly on Chang Ling's back.

The severe pain made Chang Ling's consciousness intermittent, and blood gushed outward.

She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers to take the Blood Condensation Grass out of the storage artifact.

Fortunately, it would take some time for such an attack to kill her, and Chang Ling's spirit was constantly sending messages asking for help from the imprint of the contract with Ah Bi in the sea of knowledge.

Presumably, it should also be able to perceive the danger at this time.

Ah Bi naturally felt Chang Ling's gradually faint breath, its complexion changed, the two parties who concluded the life and death contract, as long as one party died, the other party would also die immediately, Chang Ling's life was its life.

However, it continued to follow these evil cultivators all the way, and the path it traveled was quite strange and hidden, if it weren't for these people to lead the way, it would definitely not be able to find this place, those monks who were eroded by the yin qi and were unconscious were afraid that they would soon be sent to a place with a special formation, today was the full moon, and the process of refining them would not be too long.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is a demon beast that is good at divine soul attacks, although the formation on this mountain cannot completely block all the effects of its divine soul, but the divine soul attack that can reverse the situation, it can also use it once or twice.

Although Chang Ling's situation is not good, but with her strong qi and blood power, it should be no problem to hold on for a while, and it is these monks who are eroded by yin qi who are really in danger.

But when he sensed the change in Chang Ling's breath, Ah Bi turned around almost instantly, and ran towards Chang Ling's place with four small short legs.

It knew that it was equally important to save these people in front of it, but it could hardly tolerate Chang Ling staying in danger and pain for a moment.

What does the life or death of these people have to do with it, saving Chang Ling and then taking her down the mountain, this is the best situation it can think of after reasonably estimating its own state.

People have intimacy, and I don't know if the legendary saint can treat everyone equally.

Anyway, it Su Bicheng can't do it, even if Chang Ling wakes up and complains about it.

Abi's small body was flying fast in the dense forest, and it didn't take long for it to come to the clearing bathed in moonlight.

At this time, Chang Ling's head was already hanging low on the ground, and only blood continued to ooze from her body.

And the evil cultivator seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness, blood mixed with tears running freely on his red-lined face, and his mouth was constantly letting out a hoarse and terrible roar.

Ah Bi looked at Chang Ling's appearance, only to feel an inexplicable sour aura, and the anger in his turquoise eyes could not be concealed.

Its originally clear eyes gradually became deeper, and if someone looked at it at this time, I am afraid that it would lose its mind in an instant.

To deal with such an evil cultivator whose divine soul was already almost disordered and about to collapse, only the most basic divine soul attack was needed to make his soul fly away.

But how could it do that?

Chang Ling's suffering, he had to pay back a thousand times over.

As soon as the nine-tailed fox's illusion came out, the movements in this person's hand stopped all of a sudden.

The flute landed straight on Chang Ling's back, inevitably hitting her wound earlier, and she snorted again.

Ah Bi hurriedly ran over, took out the last few Blood Clotting Grass leaves from Chang Ling's storage artifact, and stuffed them into Chang Ling's mouth.

Its little claws could barely hold the flute, and with a fierce force, the flute pierced through the thigh of the person in front of it.

It couldn't reach any higher, or it wouldn't mind letting this man's most precious flute pierce his heart.

The man's face was constantly distorted, but not because of physical pain.

It creates an illusion that will find what his heart desires most, and then present it to his eyes, and tear it all apart when he indulges in it and is happy.

Break it to him.

This is what he can't ask for, and the most hurtful of them is that he could have done this.

Almost a little, he could take a very different path and get the life of his dreams.

And he, even the qualification to indulge in the illusion and die happily, Abi will not give him.

It created the illusion in front of him again and again, and made him face the bloody reality again and again.

Because of the runes engraved on his body, and the blood sacrifice in a special place, this person's mind was a little unclear, and it didn't take long for him to sit on the ground, his eyes blank.

He couldn't tell what was illusion and what was reality.

This situation gave him some space for self-comfort, I don't know if it was Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Butterfly Mengzhuang Zhou.

He didn't want to tell the difference.

Such insignificant beautiful happiness is the only thing he can grasp in his life.

After all, Abi's divine soul power was also limited in such a situation, it didn't toss him for a long time, and soon attacked violently, completely smashing his divine soul that was still in the illusion into pieces.

The boundless darkness enveloped him in an instant.

It turned out that the feeling of being scattered turned out to be like this.

He was finally going to the darkness to accompany the souls of the dead who had fallen under his hands.

This person's body fell down with a bang, and a pool of blood under his body was splashed by him in an instant, and Abi's fur was inevitably stained with some blood.

Its complexion changed drastically, and its blue eyes suddenly widened.

Before it could attack, a somewhat intransigent voice sounded behind it.

"Abi. Chang Ling had already sat up with her body propped up, although the effect of the blood condensation grass on her was not as rebellious as that on other people, it also instantly pulled her back from the ghost gate, and the injuries on her body were also repairing rapidly.

"Thank you. She barely raised her hand, wanting to stroke Abi's back.

Thinking about it, Abi, who is squeamish and loves cleanliness, is also extremely embarrassed now, not to mention that her white fur is stained with blood, and there is even a black broken leaf the size of a fingernail on the top of her head.

Ah Bi saw Chang Ling's intentions, leaned over obediently, and gently rubbed against her.

If he hadn't followed those evil cultivators out of curiosity, wouldn't Chang Ling have suffered such injuries and suffering.

Chang Ling wasted a lot of effort to take down the broken leaves on Abi's head, and wanted to wipe the blood stains for it, but found that his clothes were even dirtier.

The warmth didn't last long.

Suddenly, the ground beneath them shook violently.

Tiny ravines appeared on the surface of the ground, and the blood on the ground just now flowed into each ravine.

Chang Ling stretched out his hand to stop it, but the blood passed directly through her palm, and there was not even a trace of blood.

Chang Ling and Ah Bi glanced at each other, and the faces of one person and one fox were very ugly.

She hurriedly got up and watched as the blood flowed down the ravine little by little, gradually lighting up the blood-colored lines under the moonlight.

However, it seems that the evil cultivator died prematurely, and some of the ravines were not filled with blood.

This blood array is also a big help for refining Bai Jinnian and the others into yin puppets tonight.

"Chang Ling, drip your blood into it. Abi said suddenly.

The evil cultivator who used his own blood to perform blood sacrifices had already engraved the special formation patterns on his body, and he was always shrouded in the rich yin qi on the Black Wind Mountain, and his own blood had long been soaked in yin qi, and that kind of blood could be integrated into the formation to better use the yin qi of the full moon.

And Chang Ling's blood not only has no yin qi, but also has fresh qi and blood, and when it is integrated into the formation, not only will it not help, but it will also play a great role in destroying the effect of the formation.

Chang Ling hurriedly cut her palm, and her blood flowed down the ravine little by little.

Soon, the formation on the ground was completely lit up.

For a moment it glowed scarlet.

"By the way, Ah Bi, do you know where Bai Jinnian and the others were taken?" Chang Ling didn't know Ah Bi's previous movements, she also asked with the idea of trying it out, it was best to get the answer, and there was no way if she couldn't get it.

Ah Bi looked at Chang Ling's clear eyes, and his voice still turned in his voice.

"I saw that they had been taken over there earlier. It said softly.

It wasn't going to say anything, it just needed to say that it didn't know and maybe it could fool it, and then persuade Chang Ling to go down the mountain quickly.

But......

It just can't figure it out.

Chang Ling didn't say anything more, bent down and motioned for Abi to jump on her shoulder.

Abi didn't move.

"Thank you. Chang Ling said with a smile.

Abi shook her head stiffly, turned her head and said, "You're dirty." ”

It's not because it feels sorry for Chang Ling! It's just because it feels sorry for itself!

As soon as Chang Ling moved, the wounds on her body were still faintly painful, and she tried her best to move quickly, and cold sweat continued to slide down the corners of her forehead.

Abi followed her closely, reminding her from time to time to avoid the fierce beasts in the dense forest.

The smell of blood on Chang Ling's body escaped, and more fierce beasts were attracted, if it weren't for Ah Bi relying on the power of the bloodline and the spirit to shock them, they would have rushed up to tear Chang Ling apart.

This road is quite difficult, if it weren't for Ah Bi to remove some weeds, many rugged paths would be easily skipped by Chang Ling.

After walking for a long time, Ah Bi could no longer play the role of guiding the way, and of course, at this point, Chang Ling didn't need to guide the way.

It seemed that from the moment the blood began to merge into the formation, the air on the Black Wind Mountain began to change.

Chang Ling only felt that the yin qi around him had become thinner little by little.

Even now, Chang Ling felt that the air was no different from the mountain now.

However, the yin qi on this Black Wind Mountain did not escape, but all continued to converge in one direction.

You don't have to think about it, the place where the yin qi gathers is naturally the place where those evil cultivators use to condense the yin puppet.

As his body recovered little by little, Chang Ling's speed became faster and faster, and regardless of Ah Bi's opinion, he directly carried it on his shoulder and swept it in that direction quickly.

Fortunately, that place was not far from her, and after experiencing several accidents such as going to a dead end and crashing into the stone forest, Chang Ling finally came to the place where the yin qi gathered.

At a cursory glance, in addition to the few evil cultivators I had seen before, there was also a strange figure, counting the number, it was the eight that Bai Jinnian said at the beginning.

The unconscious Bai Jinnian and the others were lying flat on the ground, and everyone was covered with talismans.

On the ground below them, there was a gray-black formation pattern with the same blood-colored pattern over there, and it was still Chang Ling's eyesight that was quite good, so he could barely distinguish it in the night.

The evil cultivator standing at the front waved his sleeves violently, and the talisman on Bai Jinnian's body instantly began to burn.

The flames that burned turned out to be pale.

At the same time, the rich yin qi was converging on them, and their originally ruddy complexions gradually became pale.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chang Ling threw a large handful of various talismans in his hand, and suddenly all kinds of light in the darkness instantly bloomed.

Taking advantage of the emptiness of those evil cultivators, the illusion effect created by Ah Bi instantly enveloped the evil cultivators present.