The battle between the two continued, although Qi Guogao was on the offensive, he was helpless against Song Qingyao, and as time went by, he gradually became a little exhausted.

Although the battle was not over yet, Liu Qi knew in his heart that the victory and defeat had been divided, and Liu Qi's attention shifted to the pickup trucks with closed trunks, because he felt a special aura from the trunks of these pickup trucks--- corpse gas, the trunks of these cars were obviously corpses, packed in boxes.

But he didn't feel strange, after all, the old man in the black robe was an evil cultivator, and the way of cultivating evil cultivators was strange, and cultivating with corpse qi was one of the more normal ones, some of these corpses had just passed away, Liu Qi recently saw a news in the newspaper, that is, thieves who stole corpses appeared in the morgue of the urban hospital recently, presumably related to this group of people.

While Liu Qi was still thinking about these things, the battle between the two on the side also came to an end, only to see that Song Qingyao no longer dodged, but after Qi Guogao had a flaw, a sword pierced Qi Guogao's shoulder, and then kicked it out again.

"Qi Lao, if you lose, you should just tie your hands and catch it. Song Qingyao pointed at the group of people opposite with his sword.

"What a shit! Not even a little girl can beat it. The black-robed old man said in a hoarse voice.

"Ahem... cough" Qi Guogao didn't answer, he kept coughing up blood, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

"Little girl doll, if I'm not mistaken, your cultivation is the third level of Qi cultivation. The black-robed old man said to Song Qingyao.

"I see what, I advise you to be arrested, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Song Qingyao pointed at the black-robed old man with his sword.

"It's good, it's good, you have such cultivation at a young age, and you're so beautiful, it's better to train you into a corpse puppet and accompany the old man for the rest of your life. The black-robed old man spoke with a sinister air.

Hearing the word 'corpse puppet', Liu Qi frowned, this thing is more common in the cultivation realm, and it is a common means of self-protection for evil cultivators, but I didn't expect it to exist on this earth.

And Song Qingyao was also disgusted when she heard the word 'corpse puppet', obviously, she also knew very well what it was, she clenched the long sword in her hand.

"Demon evil!look at the sword!" Song Qingyao swung his long sword hard, and a fierce sword qi flew out of the sword, this sword qi was a few points stronger than the sword qi when he faced off with Qi Guogao just now.

This Song Qingyao is indeed smart, she knows very well that the strongest person in this group is not Qi Guogao, but this black-robed old man, so when she fought with Qi Guogao just now, she was on the defensive, mainly to preserve her strength. Liu Qi understood Song Qingyao's thoughts, touched his chin and thought, "But, is this useful?"

The sword qi struck at the black-robed old man, but the black-robed old man didn't panic at all, and grinned, but his ugly face looked even uglier when he smiled.

The black-robed old man held the crutches in his hand, and struck towards the sword qi, and suddenly, she saw that the sword qi was instantly dispersed by the crutches and disappeared into the air, Song Qingyao's eyes were a little incredulous, she knew in her heart that the black-robed old man was very strong, but the strength shown by the old man at this time was somewhat beyond her estimates.

"Little girl, it's still a little bit hot. Then, the black-robed old man stomped his crutches heavily on the ground, and a black substance spread from the crutches to the ground, attacking Song Qingyao, Song Qingyao's face became a little solemn, and the indifference when he faced off with Qi Guogao was gone.

This black substance is naturally condensed into a substantial demonic qi, constantly squirming in the direction of Song Qingyao, rapidly extending, can't help but give people goosebumps, Song Qingyao held a long sword, waved again, and another sword qi flew out, this time the target of the sword qi was not the black-robed old man, but the demonic qi spreading on the ground.

Bang!

The sword qi touched the ground, and the demonic qi that had condensed into substance was scattered after being hit by the sword qi, but after a while, it condensed again, and just like just now, it did not slow down, and spread towards Song Qingyao.

"Little girl, it's useless, you better give up resistance, so that there will be less pain. The black-robed old man continued to speak gloomily.

Song Qingyao's expression was still solemn, she knew very well that she might not be able to win today, so she made a decision.

"Run!"

Thirty-six plans to go up, the difference in strength is too big, and there is no point in staying, let's go out first.

Song Qingyao swung a few sword qi at the demonic qi spreading on the ground, and then kicked hard, jumping several meters high, and jumped directly onto the wall of the abandoned factory.

"Still want to escape? Wishful thinking!" The black-robed old man took the crutches and stomped on the ground three more times, and three more strands of demonic qi condensed into substance, spreading out of the crutches, and quickly spread to the wall, and the three demonic qi attacked her from Song Qingyao's left and right directions.

Song Qingyao jumped up, wanting to jump on the roof of the abandoned factory and escape from here through the hole in the roof, but it backfired, and the three demonic qi also rose from the ground, broke away from the wall, and attacked Song Qingyao who was jumping.

Song Qingyao picked up the long sword and was about to swing a few sword qi again, when suddenly, a demonic qi tightly wrapped around her arm, making her right hand holding the sword unable to move.

"Oops!"

Song Qingyao was careless, and then, two other demonic qi wrapped around her legs and dragged her from the air.

Song Qingyao fell heavily to the ground, she crawled and looked at the black-robed old man, her eyes were still full of perseverance and unyielding.

"Hehe, little girl, don't even think about running away now. The black-robed old man smiled even more happily, "To get such a beautiful corpse puppet as you, the old man, I am worthy of this trip." ”

"Hmph, don't be complacent, you know who my master is, if something happens to me, my master will definitely avenge me and break your body into pieces. Song Qingyao had no choice but to carry her master out at this time.

"Your master?" the black-robed old man didn't seem to know who her master was, so he asked at that Qi Guogao, "Who is her master?"

"I've heard of her master, but I've never seen it, it's a woman named Invite Moon Fairy, it is rumored that this woman can make the art of the fairy family, and I don't know if it's true or not. ”

Qi Guogao replied that his injuries had recovered a little at this time.

"Hmph, the art of the Immortal Family, is just a monk who plays tricks. The black-robed old man was also very disdainful of her master, "Little girl, don't say that your master is coming over today, even if the king of heaven and Laozi comes, he can't protect you, you can't be saved." ”

After the black-robed old man finished speaking, he walked slowly towards Song Qingyao with a cane.

"Oh, the king of heaven can't do it, so what if I want to protect her today?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the abandoned factory, the voice of a young man.