In the northeast direction, which is about 20 miles away from Jingzi Town, is Dongshan, because the people of Dongshan Village rarely go down the mountain because they have to go up and down the mountain through a mountain road that almost goes straight up and down.

According to the patriarch of Jingzi Town, the villagers of Dongshan Village all go down the mountain on the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, and this has been the case for decades, and it is only delayed by one day at most, and today it is already seventeen, and there are still no residents of Dongshan Village going down the mountain, which shows that it is abnormal.

There is a fairly wide flat land on the mountainside of Dongshan, and there are more than 20 brick and wood houses built on this flat land, which is Dongshan Village.

As the night deepened, the whole village was silent, and there was no sound or half of the people. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the sound of the wind was like a ghost roaring in the hell, making the whole village gloomy and weird, and then a thick fog appeared, with the dark sky, the shadows were full of shadows, which made people creepy.

A moment later, there was a grinding sound that seemed to be the sound of footsteps in the mist, which was particularly clear and piercing in the dead village, and then a figure appeared in the mist, but this figure walked quite strangely, very slowly, step by step, as if it was lame.

When you get closer, you will find that this person's steps are very strange, first the right foot takes a big step forward, then the left leg drags on the ground and slowly follows, then the right foot takes another step, and the left leg drags slowly to keep up, and so on, step by step.

I don't know when, the dark clouds that covered the bright moon dispersed, revealing a bright moon hanging high like a white jade plate, and the moonlight sprinkled down, dispelling a little mist, falling on this person's body, and also illuminating his face. I saw that its skin showed an ominous gray, without the slightest blood, and even a little corpse spot had appeared, two eyeballs rolled out of their sockets, and there was a wisp of scarlet in the hollow eye sockets.

Judging by the clothes on his body, he should be a resident of the village, but at this time, he has become what he is now, without half of his mind, and is completely a walking corpse, which can also be called a living corpse.

Suddenly, the living corpse stopped abruptly, and the black hole's eye socket "looked" forward.

Although the living corpse was no longer conscious, it instinctively made it instinctively feel threatened.

The next moment, a burning palm print appeared on the body of the living corpse, and the palm print of the palm was distinct, and then this palm print quickly expanded, making the living corpse instantly turn into a huge fireball, blazing, and at the same time, it also scorched the surrounding thick mist, making a snorting sound.

A moment later, the living corpse turned into a puff of green smoke under the raging fire, leaving nothing left.

A Taoist slowly walked into the village, and before he could make any moves, the mist that had been scorched by the fire gathered again, and there were bursts of low roars among them, and at the same time, two red rays lit up, as if there were ghosts and beasts in them.

The Taoist didn't care, and said loudly: "I don't know which master of the Soap Pavilion Sect is here, and I hope to show up!"

Before the words fell, a figure suddenly jumped out of the black mist, the same weird way of walking, but the speed was much faster, a few feet in a leap, and he reached out and grabbed the Taoist head. Under the light of the faint moonlight, it can be seen that the palm of this hand is pitch black, and it seems to be several times more swollen than ordinary hands, and the black nails are more than a foot long, exuding a faint luster.

The Taoist waved his sleeves lightly and swept the living corpse out directly.

It's just that after this living corpse landed, a black mist escaped from its hundred bones and nine orifices, and then this living corpse seemed to be drained in an instant, slowly collapsing, whether it was muscles, flesh and bones, or internal organs, all turned into thick water and flowed out, and finally only a pair of human skin remained, and this billowing black gas condensed into a human face.

If it still belonged to the category of the "Soul Refining Array" of the Soap Pavilion Sect before, then at this time, it was already the means of the "Soul Refining Array".

The Taoist frowned slightly, took a step forward, and compared the two fingers of his right hand to the fingers of a sword, and there was a flash of blue lightning at the tips of his fingers.

There are many yin and evil things between heaven and earth, and there are four kinds of people who are most afraid, one is the Taoist monk, who is restrained by the true fire and thunder method and other yang spells; the second is the Buddhist monks, the Buddha's light Buddhism and the Taoist magic are the same; the third is to kill the swordsman, they all say that the ghost is afraid of the wicked, and the person who kills the heavy is contaminated with blood and evil spirits, and also restrains the ghost; the fourth is the pure martial artist, who has a horizontal physique, and the blood is extremely vigorous, for the ghosts, such as raging fire, can not be approached at all, if there is a grandmaster realm, it is a powerful ghost and evil ghost, and it can also be drunk and dispersed.

At this time, the Taoist used the "Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Righteous Method", which is known as the first thunder law, and the Taoist is Yan Feiqing, the head of the Zhengyi Sect.

I saw a thunderbolt fall in the sky, not only like a sharp sword splitting through the billowing black mist, but also causing this human face to completely dissipate.

However, this thunderous power also completely alarmed the other living corpses.

After the black fog was dispersed by the thunder, it was revealed that the village was originally covered by the black fog, and at some point, the doors of every household in the village had been opened, and one by one the figures walked out of it, all of them were gray and blind, and many living corpses that were originally on the street gathered into a team, and they came together to mock Yan Feiqing.

A flash of anger flashed across Yan Feiqing's face.

These living corpses are naturally the people in Dongshan Village, at this time, they are all sucked out of the flesh and blood essence in the body by evil methods, and refined into these living corpses, this kind of hurtful thing is a taboo in the rivers and lakes, if it happens in the peaceful season, whether it is the Qingluan Guard and the six doors of the imperial court, or the twelve sects of the righteous path, they must be traced to the end, and those who dare to violate the taboo will be brought to justice to set an example.

Before Yan Feiqing could make a move, a walking corpse walking in front suddenly "swollen", and his whole body seemed to be inflated, and it was already inflated like a ball in an instant.

The next moment, it burst open, and countless black and smelly thick water splattered in all directions, and at the same time, as if it was a chain reaction, the other walking corpses also expanded and exploded one after another.

For a while, the sound was like continuous thunder, and the thick water was like rain.

Although Yan Feiqing is a genuine True Realm cultivator, ranking first on the Shaoxuan List, at this time, in the face of these strange methods, he still didn't dare to act rashly, with a slight step under his feet, his body swayed backwards.

However, these concentrated waters are spiritual, endless, converging into a water ball the size of a skull in mid-air, constantly expanding and growing, and always hanging in the air, never falling.

Seeing this scene, Yan Feiqing suddenly stopped his figure, and his eyes were dyed with a magnificent fiery red color at some point, as if there was a scorching sun burning in it, and his eyes were as bright as stars, and at the same time, a huge aura was born, enveloping the water balloon.

The water balloon, which was originally expanding, was immediately suppressed by the qi machine and could no longer grow in size.

Yan Feiqing's hands knotted the "ghost fan seal", and the water balloon sank suddenly. Although in this process, the water balloon kept spinning and jumping, as if trying to break free from the fall, but as Yan Feiqing knotted the "Bright Trick" again, the light suddenly bloomed, shrouding the surface of the water balloon, and the water balloon became smaller and smaller, and in an instant, it fell to the ground, because the yin qi belonged to the earth, so it all dissipated and became invisible.

Without waiting for Yan Feiqing to have time to breathe, he only heard two swishing sounds, and two flying swords made of black water condensed shot into the air, Yan Feiqing jumped up and hovered in mid-air, only to see the black water sword fall where he was standing before, and the ground was corroded. Immediately after that, more than ten water arrows shot out, Yan Feiqing flicked his sleeves, and the true yuan condensed, turning into a long wind, sweeping it all away.

After Yan Feiqing landed, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing, and when he looked up, a tall figure of two feet was running quickly, his body was as strong as flying, and then he punched Yan Feiqing, and his fist was like thunder.

This punch instantly broke through the heavy black mist, and a roar came, and a black fist immediately occupied all of Yan Feiqing's sight, and the fist intent shrouded all directions.

This living corpse was at least a martial artist of the Innate Realm before his death, otherwise it would never have been possible to have such a vast fist intent.

Yan Feiqing was not afraid at all, flicked his sleeves again, and an invisible "curtain" suddenly appeared in front of him, and this punch fell heavily on this "curtain".

At this moment, a figure appeared in a round of bright moon, which was particularly clear under the light of the white moonlight.

Then the figure fell from the bright moon, piercing the night sky, like a round of extraterrestrial meteorites, and like a meteor in the night sky, crashing into the village.