Under the control of Lian Array Feng Jiang Feng and Bai Lujia, those dead bodies have been suppressed.

The disciples of the Qingchen Sect sacrificed their magic weapons to kill the dead corpses in the magic circle, and the corpse qi and death qi disappeared unconsciously, absorbed by Chen Qing's Seven Killing God Smoke Bottle, and then nourished the unknown fierce sword wrapped in black smoke.

Chen Qing's divine sense entered the black smoke, and looking at the sword, there were actually a few thin lines on the sword.

Looking at the dead corpses that appeared in the forest, they were quickly suppressed, and Feng Yi, the more eager disciple of Zhang Danfeng, said again: "What kind of ghost mountain sect, it's not worth mentioning, just dead corpses, it's not that we can solve it in a few clicks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dead corpses in the circle did not know what stimulation they received, and suddenly began to go crazy, and those dry bones grew fangs on them, and even the tips of their fingers gave birth to long bone spurs, and began to impact the barrier formed by the circle one after another.

The corpse had a hideous face, a gloomy and terrifying gaze, and a strange cry coming out of its mouth, which was unusually weird.

One of the eyes was fixed on Feng Yi, he was terrified, lowered his head and shouted weakly:

"Demons are outside, demons are outside, but Er'er. ”

Seeing that after those dead corpses mutated, they were about to break through the big array, Fang Camelina made a move, drew a few talismans in the air, and pointed out, Fu Lu fell on the magic circle, instantly increasing the power of the "sleepy" word array several times.

The disciples of the Qingchen Sect struggled to resist the dead corpses, but Chen Qing made a fortune in the back, and the fat senior brother Changgong didn't know where to hide when the dead corpse appeared, and he had disappeared without a trace.

The dead corpses in the magic circle, under the joint counterattack of the disciples of the Qingchen Sect, were about to be wiped out, at this time, the wind of the dark mountains and forests rose again, and the smell of blood came to the nose, Chen Qing opened his fiery eyes, his divine sense was powerful, and he was the first to sense a pair of eyes in the dark forest.

He glanced at the disciples of the Qingchen Sect who were fighting with the dead corpses, and then quietly passed a "Thousand Miles Sense Talisman" to Fang Qi, and then secretly transmitted:

"I'll come as soon as I go, you have a heart, if you encounter any accidents, crush this talisman, and I will be able to come immediately." ”

No one noticed that Chen Qing quietly slipped into the dark forest alone, Chen Qing entered the black smoke, escaped his figure, and the speed was extremely fast, and soon he came to a swamp on the edge of the woods.

Because the eyes he sensed before were here.

Chen Qing closed his eyes and released his divine sense, and suddenly there were some changes in the swamp under his feet, Chen Qing sacrificed the fierce sword in the smoke bottle of the Seven Killing Gods, and the sword qi shot out, straight into the swamp, and the swamp vibrated instantly.

"Draw the sword"

Chen Qing shouted, drew his sword and lifted up the entire swamp, and suddenly a large amount of black gas came out from under the swamp, turning into countless vampire bats, with a red fierce light in their eyes, staring at Chen Qing.

"It's actually a demon slaying sword, what a terrifying aura!"

An old voice full of fear and emotion suddenly sounded, and the one who made this sound was actually all the vampire bats in the air, and the voices overlapped and entered Chen Qing's ear

Chen Qing squinted his eyes and looked at these vampire bats coldly, the fire spirit true qi in his palm was already burning.

"Hehe, sure enough, it's you, who can track it down here, and you are worthy of being the descendant of Shangjiufeng, Chen Qing. Those vampire bats suddenly opened their mouths and recognized Chen Qing.

Chen Qing was shocked, the other party actually knew his identity and expected that he would come out alone to chase here.

Pretending to be a ghost, Chen Qing pinched the magic sword in his hand with his right hand, wrapped in black smoke, the sword qi rose instantly, vertical and horizontal, and he went straight to the empty vampire bat in the dark, and the speed was very fast.

"Look around!"

Chen Qing held the long sword in his hand and used the Jade Dingfeng Sword Technique to cut away a large area of vampire bats, but then the old man's voice sounded through the vampire bat's mouth again:

"Son, don't waste your efforts. I am the master of the Bat Sucker Gate, the ancestor of the Bat Sucking Sect, these are my children, disciples and grandchildren, endless, you can't kill them endlessly. You Qingchen Sect are famous and decent, how can you use this kind of murder weapon. ”

"Bat Sucking Ancestor?" Chen Qing frowned, when he came to the Purple Gold Mountain Range, he had learned the relevant information, this Bat Sucking Sect was one of the four more powerful sects under the control of the Ghost Mountain Sect, this time the Purple Gold Mountain Range appeared treasures, Yin Stream, Cloud Demon Pavilion, and the Ghost Mountain Sect shot at the same time, even the leaders of their younger generation came here, Chen Qing did not expect these evil demons to appear so quickly, this matter must be strange.

Moreover, the sucking bat ancestor must have been instructed by the "infant county lord" of the Ghost Mountain Sect, so he personally came here to set up an ambush.

Is it to kill the disciples of the Qingchen Sect, or is it to lure me here to kill me?

"Son, it seems that you have also heard of the old man's prestige, the task assigned by the "infant county lord" is to kill you, but the old man will spare your life for the time being, there are several powerful talents among your disciples in this test, and the disciples of the Qingchen Sect really live up to their reputation. ”

"Haha, go back and tell those Qingchen Sect disciples to wash their necks, the next time I meet, I will definitely suck up the blood on their bodies, especially those female disciples, the blood must be delicious!"

Thousands of vampire bats spat out and make eerie noises before heading into the swamp and vanishing.

Chen Qing didn't chase after him, because he didn't know how strong this bat-sucking ancestor really was, and what was even more strange was why this bat-sucking ancestor was so powerful that he didn't personally go to manipulate the dead corpse to deal with the disciples of the Qingchen Sect, but quietly watched from a long distance, and even Chen Qing chased after him here, and he didn't make a move.

It's incredible!

When Chen Qing returned to the disciples of the Qingchen Sect, those dead bodies had been wiped out, and the faces of the disciples of the Qingchen Sect showed joy, this was the first battle they had left the sect, and they had won so easily.

The disappeared elder brother of the long worker.

The ancestor of the bat-sucking bat quietly watching from a distance.

The white sword that cultivates with the Honglu Sword in his arms.

and the disciples of the Clearing Dust Sect who were celebrating their victory.

A trace of uneasiness rose in Chen Qing's heart, he looked at these Qingchen Sect disciples who had come to practice together, trying to find some clues from their expressions and faces, but he didn't find anything.

Bai Jian ordered the dead bodies to be set on fire, and found some hay and dead wood to make a fire.

All the disciples of the Qingchen Sect sat down around the fire, the warmth of the flame resisting the cold of the night.

Chen Qing sat beside him, his divine gaze always in this dark forest, watching.

Soon, because of the journey of three days, a big battle broke out as soon as they landed on the ground, and these Qingchen Sect disciples were exhausted one by one and fell asleep one after another.

Chen Qing watched Fang Camellia in his arms slowly fall asleep, and he also closed his eyes.

Guan Shanxue seemed to like this dark environment very much, and at this time she was still holding an oil-paper umbrella in her arms. When she was white, she always liked to open the oil-paper umbrella to block the sunlight, and at night, she would hold the oil-paper umbrella and stand beside Chen Qing all the time.

The gaze is bright, different from the dullness of the day.

Chen Qing was restless, although he closed his eyes, he didn't dare to really sleep, he sat cross-legged, and his divine consciousness kept wandering around.

Surprisingly, until the early hours of the morning, nothing unusual happened in this mountain forest.

Until the sun appears, the sun sets, and the second half of the night is peaceful.