"It's okay, being besieged by a group of walking corpses who know how to form formations, if it weren't for me......" Song Ningxi changed his words: "Xia Qiansuo, I know you have an opinion on me, but I'm the master of the door anyway, I'm afraid it's not good for you to treat me like this." ”

Song Ningxi, let me tell you, I didn't take you seriously at all. ”

Both men glared angrily.

Suddenly, Xia Qianru seemed to hear something: "Okay, don't make any noise, you listen, there seems to be some sound." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent and listened carefully with bated breath.

There was indeed a dull sound of breathing around.

"The sound came from that drum. Qianru looked at the head of the walking corpse that Song Ningxi had cut off behind the drum, and at this moment, it was writhing on the ground, as if it was alive, its mouth was wide open, and it was breathing.

"The man's head is still alive. ”

"It seems that these walking corpses are not ordinary grievances, but have been cultivated by someone. ”

Xia Qiansuo leaned over and looked, under the hair roots on the top of this skull, there were some red spots, he broke his hair and said: "This is the trace of the soul control silk, no wonder, these walking corpses not only know martial arts but also formations." ”

"Brother, let's try the spirit of the pact. Qianru and Qiansuo looked at each other.

"Good. ”

Song Ningxi knew that this spirit pact technique was a high-level spell, and the caster imported the spirit sense to explore the memories of the deceased, and needed to cast the spell in an extremely quiet environment, so he asked the disciples to let them go: "Let's go, let's go to the house." ”

After that, I saw Qiansuo carrying the head of the walking corpse and arrived in the Mofu house.

"This room seems to be a tea room, so let's start here. ”

As she spoke, Qianru Qiansuo put her head on the tea table, and the two sat opposite each other and began to cast spells.

The two of them moved back and forth on the Baihui point at the top of the skull, channeling spiritual power into it, and then recited the spirit mantra: "Life and death, yin and yang, knowledge is still alive, with the spirit of the spirit, look at the hometown, where to come, it is clear!"

I saw that Qianru Qiansuo's spiritual power attracted the head into the air, and the seven holes on the skull flowed out of green starlight, and the starlight converged to create a picture in mid-air, which was what the deceased saw before his death.

The picture shows a scene in front of the ancestral tomb of the Mo family......

"Come a few people, the tomb has collapsed!"

A white-haired old man greeted everyone at the grave.

"Steward Li, what's going on?" the perspective shook with the pace, and came to the white-haired old man Steward Li.

"Xu Tai, the old lady's tomb has sunk, the old man is still inside, hurry up and save people......" Steward Li panted and pointed to the entrance of the tomb, out of breath.

Xu Tai turned around and wanted to drink: "Brothers, follow me to the grave, quickly!"

As he spoke, Xu Tai picked up a hoe on the side of the worship platform and rushed into the tomb, the torches in the tomb were extinguished, and the five fingers were not visible in the darkness all around.

Xu Tai took out the fire fold from his waist, opened the tube, and blew it, and there was a faint light in the tomb.

"Sir!"

No one answered.

Xu Tai touched the wall, slowly walked into the tomb, and when he arrived at the coffin of the old lady Mo in the tomb, it was already crooked, Xu Tai touched a torch in the corner, he lit the torch, but saw that the entire tomb was collapsing down, the tomb was like a funnel, and quicksand appeared on the ground.

Xu Tai hurriedly beckoned the people behind him to stop: "Everyone be careful!"

After that, he looked around for the figure of Master Mo: "Master! Master, where are you?!"

At this time, a person behind him let out a miserable scream, Xu Tai hurriedly turned around, only to see a miserable white face swooping over, white face and green muscles, black eyes and bloody lips......

"Master!!"

Before Xu Tai finished speaking, he saw Master Mo open his mouth, revealing a row of sharp fangs, and bit him on the neck......

The picture went black.

That was the last thing he saw. ”

Qianru Qiansuo retracted his palms and returned to his arms.

"The last one is Master Mo Zhusheng, how could he become like that?" Qingyue looked frightened.

"It looks like a parasitic evil spirit that has been refined. ”

"If it is an evil spirit that is refined, it must be sacrificed with blood and fed on the soul, and those who practice this evil spell are really hateful. ”

"There are people in my Beizhao country who practice such a vicious technique, how can my Qingxuan Sword Sect indulge it, the evil spirits here, we must get rid of them. Xia Qiansuo looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Brother, then let's go to the Mo family's grave. ”

Qianru got up and took the sword.

Song Ningxi hesitated: "That...... What about this human head. ”

Qiansuo drew a talisman in the air and hit the rune in front of the forehead of the head: "Burn!"

With that, the red light flashed, and the head melted away like paper ashes.

"All the disciples take their swords, be careful, and let's go to explore this Mo family tomb. ”

Xia Qiansuo greeted Si Yao and took the lead out of the Mo Mansion.

Everyone went out with them, and when they arrived at the door, they saw more and more broken corpses on the street, and the broken corpses were densely packed everywhere, walking through the white mist, like a group of snakes, and the stench in the white fog became thicker and thicker.

Xia Qianru covered her mouth and nose and instructed Qingyue: "Yue'er, break the dust beads." ”

"Yes. Qing Yue took out a white bead from the leather pouch around her waist, glowing with spiritual energy, and there were eight columns of runes on the bead.

Qingyue threw the dust bead on the street, and the dust bead surged and the dust swept away, and the aura on the street was agitated, and the stench of white mist dissipated instantly.

The aura rushed into the air, and the black clouds in the air also retreated a lot, and the sun fell, and the broken corpse spirit saw the sun falling, and fled to the shadows.

As the light increased, the Necromer began to slip away in one direction.

"Brother, look at these broken corpses. ”

"Qianru, let's follow!" said Qiansuo, who quickly jumped onto the street and chased after the corpse breaker.

Qianru grabbed Song Ningxi's arm and said, "Ningxi, let's follow too." ”

"Good. ”

Song Ningxi and Qianru also followed quickly.

After walking for about four or five miles, they arrived at the tomb of the Mo family.

The tomb of the old lady of the Mo family, built with a round arch of blue bricks, worship the four sides, the tomb and the worship platform, a round side, take the meaning of the heaven and the round place, there are four white crane sculptures at the four corners of the worship platform, eight soul flags, have long been tattered, only three are still barely erected.

The foundation of the round grave collapsed, leaking a large hole, which was the entrance to the burial chamber.

"The Broken Spirits all went in from there. Song Ningxi said behind Xia Qiansuo.

Xia Qiansuo muttered in his heart: "If you want to talk nonsense, we are not blind." ”

Then, Xia Qiansuo turned around and saw that Qianru and Song Ningxi's hands were still holding together, first with a look of surprise and then a trace of anger and embarrassment flashed on his face.

Qianru and Qiansuo met their eyes, noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly let go of their hands, Qianru looked shy, and hurriedly covered up: "That...... Let's go in and see what's going on. ”

"Hmph. ”

Qiansuo snorted and went down the tomb first.

Qianru, Ning Xi, Qingyue and other disciples also entered the tomb.

The tomb is extremely dark, and the humidity in the road is extremely heavy, and the yin air is pervasive, and it is cold and biting.

"There are lamps on the wall, and we light them. Qiansuo asked the two disciples beside him to take out the fire fold and light the lamp on the wall, and the tomb was instantly lit up.

"I'll go ......" Song Ningxi was shocked, he looked around and saw that the walls were full of blood.

Xia Qiansuo said disdainfully: "Fuss, let's continue to move forward." ”

The length of the tomb road is about forty steps, the end of the tomb road, gradually widening, the end of the tomb road is the coffin room of the old man of the Mo family, the left side is the memorial room, the incense case is hung with the portrait of the old lady of the Mo family, the treasure room on the right side, the funeral goods of the old lady of the Mo family are placed, jewelry and jade, antique calligraphy and painting, gold and silver agate, but they are all bloodstained.

Qianru took a look at the portrait of Mrs. Mo, on which Mrs. Mo was dressed in a gold silk and purple bat shirt, sitting on the chair of the Taishi, with majestic eyebrows and eyes, and the portrait was written "The Portrait of the Ancestor Mo Gong Yunshen".

"This person should be Old Lady Mo. ”

Qian Suo also glanced at the portrait: "Look at the clothes of this old lady Mo, their family is very wealthy. ”

"Hey, look at these jewels, you know that their family is very rich, and you need to say it. Song Ningxi interjected and sneered.

Qian Suo didn't pay attention, he instructed Qing Xuan's disciples: "Look around, there is nothing abnormal. ”

"Yes. The disciples carefully explored the tomb.

Chisuo also looked around, and then he focused his gaze on the coffin.

"The corpse breakers just now came in here, and there was no trace of them, so let's open this coffin and take a look. ”

"Open the coffin?" Song Ningxi hesitated, and Qing Chong, a disciple behind him, stepped forward: "Young Master, I'll come." ”

After that, he went up to the coffin platform, stretched out his arms to support both sides of the coffin lid, the coffin is made of diamond cold stone, the coffin lid and the coffin body are tightly fitted, only the coffin lid has seventy catties, the coffin head is the Mo family crest, and the two layers are the relief of the Xuantian blue dragon.

Qing Chong's arms gradually rose, and he pushed the coffin lid hard: "This coffin lid is really heavy." ”

Qing Chong gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and as soon as a crack in the coffin lid was exposed, he saw strands of green light overflowing, which was the light of the corpse spirits, and several corpse spirits crawled out of the gap along the coffin wall, and jumped up violently and bit at Qing Chong's shoulder and neck.

Qing Chong hurriedly dodged sideways, flew down the coffin, drew his sword and waved, and scattered the broken corpse spirit.

"Qing Chong, this corpse spirit is contaminated with the resentment of the corpse, be careful!" Qian Suo said.

"Got it. ”

Qing Chong took the sword and stepped forward again, stabbing the blade into the gap.

"Everyone drew their swords. ”

The crowd drew their swords and watched.

"Open!"

Qing Chong's sword body flicked, and the coffin lid was lifted hard, and in an instant, countless broken corpse spirits gushed out, and it was a green spring.

Qing Chong patted the coffin and jumped back, widening the distance and retreating into the crowd.

"Talisman Circle!"

Everyone erected their swords in front of them, twisting their fingers and drawing circles, and a circular talisman barrier appeared in front of the sword in vain, and many broken corpses slammed into the talisman barrier, accompanied by a terrible scream, and turned into flying ashes.

At this moment, the body of the old lady of the Mo family in the coffin, his eyes opened suddenly, his white eyes were covered with blood, his temples were white and his hair was white, his skin was dry, and there were nine strings of copper coins hanging from his mouth, each string had nine, he stretched his arms, pressed on the edge of the coffin, and got up suddenly, and a puff of dust was scattered in the coffin.

Old Lady Mo stood in the coffin sluggishly, and everyone looked at each other.

"This is Old Lady Mo!"

Song Ningxi looked shocked: "This ...... Fucking corpse ......"

Xia Qiansuo glanced at him, meaning that she, as the master of the door, actually burst into foul language.

"Death to those who broke into my Mo family's grave!"

Old Lady Mo suddenly made a copper coin in her mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of her throat.

The sound echoed through the tomb, ethereal and eerie.

"Brother, this old lady of the Mo family can still speak. ”

Qianru Yu held a sword in her wrist, and her eyes were staring at Old Lady Mo.

"It's like there's also a sense of spirit. ”

Suddenly, Old Lady Mo pounced, her feet jumped on the edge of the coffin, her body leaned in the air and stood still, her withered arms were clawed, like a vicious tiger pounced.