In the trapped demon array, the sound of grief sounded instantly, and among the voices one after another, most of them were nervous and scared, and only a small number of people stood up bravely and came to Zuo Zhen's back, looking like they were at home.

"Left Protector, let's fight with them!"

"Yes, our Shadow Ghost Sect, how can we just let them deal with it, anyway, they are all dead, and it is better to fight bloody than to let it go, so Lord Protector, as long as you say a word, we will defend the Shadow Ghost Sect to the death!"

At such a time of life and death, there are still people who can come forward bravely and choose to stand side by side with Zuo Zhen, such a love and righteousness really makes Zuo Zhen happy, and at the same time, Jinguan and them are surprised.

However, after Lin Chong's order was given, before their people could make a move, a red figure fell from the sky and landed in front of them in Zuo Zhen, and then exerted his strength to bounce away those who wanted to do it, and then he flicked his sleeves and turned around, looked at Lin Chong with resolute eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Lord Demon Venerable, if you want to force me out, why bother such a big battle, the lives of these hundreds of people are much more important than me alone!"

Zuo Zhen looked at the back of the person who came, and shouted: "No desire, what are you doing here!"

The man in red didn't pay attention to Zuo Zhen behind him, and Zuo Zhen was trapped in the trapped demon formation, and because he was seriously injured, he couldn't get out of the formation, so he could only shout through a barrier, raising his voice, wanting to attract the attention of Wu Desire.

However, there is only Lin Chong and them in his eyes at the moment, so he naturally has no time to take care of Zuo Zhen behind him.

Lin Chong saw the person coming, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No desire, it seems that you are still the same, as long as it is something that endangers the people in your door, you can't let it go!"

"In that case, your goal has been achieved!" said Wuxi, "then, since I appeared, I can't just let them continue to be trapped!" As he spoke, he suddenly showed a fierce look, and then raised a hand, revealing a medicine bottle in his hand, and then with a shake of his hand, the cap of the medicine bottle fell off, and at the same time, a strong aroma wafted out of the bottle.

"Mandala!"

Qing Ling was already very familiar with this smell, so the moment he smelled it, he blurted it out. Jinguan and they had also smelled this smell before, so when they smelled it, they immediately covered their noses with their hands.

However, Zhuge Ang's cultivation was profound, so this level of bewitchment had no effect on them at all, so they handled it calmly, and they didn't even cover their noses at all.

The aroma of the mandala diffused, and after a while, there was movement around it.

Qing Ling began to get nervous, because she knew what would follow when the mandala scent appeared, but she also felt a little excited because this way, she would be able to meet the people of Baihuimen. This time, she must get them out!

The ground began to shake, like a small earthquake, and then after a while, the ground began to leave, and from the cracks, many people sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, this strange phenomenon, even Lin Chong and Lin Chuan couldn't help but exclaim: "What is this?"

And Qing Ling was even more stunned by this phenomenon.

In the past, the dead people driven by Shen Lang did not seem to be like this, although they lost their sense of self, but the appearance of the whole person was at least the appearance of ordinary people, but now, these people basically couldn't see the appearance of normal people, they were like a dry and withered corpse, their shriveled skin wrapped around their torso, and there was no trace of brilliance in their sunken eye sockets, and they were lifeless.

And among these people, May Day is not a member of Baihuimen.

Why is this the case?

Qing Ling looked at those disciples of the Baihui Sect, and couldn't help but tighten his heart, and the hand hanging by his side unconsciously tightened, and then looked at Wuxi, revealing a resentful gaze.

"The dead are naturally buried in the ground, integrated with the earth, and constantly absorb the nutrients from hell, so that they can be called the real dead soldiers!" After countless dead soldiers emerged from under the ground, his desireless face showed indescribable confidence and arrogance, which was in stark contrast to his handsome and unusual face, which set off him very strangely.

"I didn't expect you to practice!" Zuo Zhen behind him couldn't help but let out an exclamation, "It seems that that method is really useful!"

"If it weren't for the last step, I could have come out earlier!" said Wuxi, "Fortunately, it was done before he was about to destroy the door!"

Hearing Wu Xian say this, Zuo Zhen's expression instantly became angry, "With these dead soldiers, no matter how powerful Lin Chong is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with these inhuman beings who don't know pain at all and have strong vitality!"

Hearing this, Jin Guan said to himself in confusion: "What does he mean by this?

"Almost!" Hearing Jin Guan's doubts, Zhuge Ang, who was clasping his hands, said leisurely, but his tone was still relaxed, and he didn't seem to be worried about what they would face next.

"However, it shouldn't be that you can't be killed! I don't believe it!" Zhuge Ang said, carrying the "useless" sword and rushing towards the dead soldiers, slashing at them, but the result was a little disappointing to him, because no matter how he cut them, the bodies of those dead soldiers were like copper walls and iron walls, and they did not hurt them at all.

Zhuge Ang retreated stupidly, and couldn't help but complain: "What's the situation, these things are unscathed?"

With Zhuge Ang's test of the waters, Lin Chong and the others also saw that those dead soldiers were not so easy to deal with, and just when they were puzzled in their hearts, Chen Zhixuan, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "This is the secret technique of the Shadow Ghost Sect, and it is not easy to crack it!"

"The secret technique of the Shadow Ghost Sect?" Zhuge Ang asked curiously, "What secret technique?"

"Practice the dying person, protect his soul, strengthen his body, rob his consciousness, and make him become a puppet-like walking corpse, acting completely according to the orders of the person who casts the spell, and has no ability to assert himself at all. ”

After listening to Chen Zhixuan's explanation, Zhuge Ang asked, "They really can't be killed?"

"Everything in the world has a context to be found, since he can control them, there is naturally a way to get out of control, but this method, now none of us know!" Chen Zhixuan said helplessly, then turned his head to look at Liu Wanwan and asked, "Do you see anything?"

Liu Wanwan shook her head: "These disgusting things make the old lady unhappy when she sees it, and she can't think of anything!"

Qing Ling stood motionless, his eyes as if he was thinking about something.

She suddenly remembered that Shen Lang was here, if Shen Lang was here, would he be able to give some clues, after all, when Shen Lang pretended to return to the Shadow Ghost Sect before, he had also trained the dead soldiers for them, but now, Shen Lang was not there, and for a while, she didn't know what to do.

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