The man closed his eyes tightly, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, leaving a little red, his hands kept changing, and the enchantment was full of corpses, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the rising sky, and attacking the enchantment with all his might.

Zhai Mo propped his hands above his head, using all his spiritual power to support it.

One of the dozen or so people rescued before slowly opened his eyes and was facing a bloody face, which frightened the man and fainted again.

Weng Ran was killing the enemy while examining the situation at this time, if the people behind the scenes were not found out, these corpses would consume them, rather than fighting separately

Thinking of this, Weng Ran once again used his spiritual power to send his voice out, "Let's move closer to the enchantment, these corpses are inexhaustible, let's get together first, support the enchantment, which is less spiritual power than now, and then take the opportunity to find out who is behind the scenes." ”

Tu Liuying made a move, Chenyue also moved, and some other disciples all leaned towards the barrier while facing the enemy, but there were too many corpses, making it difficult for them to move an inch for a while.

And the light of the enchantment kept flickering, Zhai Wei spat blood from his mouth, and fine cracks appeared in the enchantment, and the corpse was still pressed more and more, and it looked like it was going to be unable to hold on.

Zhai Mo's round eyes were all blood-red, staring at those corpses, he could only urge his spiritual power again and again.

Gritted his teeth and said, "I—I can't hold on, I can't hold it anymore."

The male disciple who was sitting on the plate, his ears dripping blood, and the person was also shaky, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Found it!

When the words fell, the man fainted and fell to the ground.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Zhai Mo roared, her body fell to her knees, smashing the stone slab under her, her knees changed shape, and the pain was so painful that she had to bend over, and only one hand still insisted on supporting the crumbling enchantment.

The head was on the verge of hitting the ground, and it was arm's length away from the corpses.

Tears flowed out of his eyes, and the person who was holding on choked up: "Come on, come and save us, save us"

Tears melted into the blood in front of him, his arms were bent more and more, and his cry for help became weaker and weaker.

There were already a lot of martial arts disciples who changed direction and headed towards the north, the scene was so chaotic that they couldn't notice which disciple was besieged to the last step of their lives, Weng Ran's eyes were countless outstretched arms, which were stained with blood, and grabbed her, she slashed down with a sword, and red became the only color in her eyes.

Who's screams sounded in her ears, she looked for prestige, but it was strange and broken faces blocking her vision, and the memories that were pressed in her heart were unlocked with a click, and the past that she didn't want to look back came to her.

She breathed heavily, her eyes were dilated, but the faces of the people in front of her had changed, and the lewd and coveted smiling faces surrounded her, and she was touched indiscriminately with one hand, and she was forced to have no way back, falling to the ground, and could only curl up and clutch her clothes.

She shouted, "Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

But no one spared her, they grabbed her hands and feet, twisted them hard, tore at her clothes, their saliva dripping all over their bodies, so filthy and disgusting!

Weng Ran's footsteps were messy, her expression was panicked, and she was afraid, Qiluo in her hand had long been out of order, and those corpses took the opportunity to grab her body, beating and biting, and in the blink of an eye, she was injured in no less than ten places.

The heaviness of the body made Weng Ran's expression more and more crazy, until he fell to the ground, his head buzzed, and there were heads in his sight.

For a moment, Weng Ran's eyes were lifeless, and there was no difference between them and these corpses.

But the next moment, there was an earth-shattering roar!

"Give me death! Give me death! Give me death!" Weng Ranqian got up and shouted frantically, Qiluo slashed horizontally and vertically, no rules, no defense, only attack, only kill!

She grabbed and kicked the corpse attached to her, as if she didn't feel any pain than the corpse.

Her changes here also attracted the attention of many Martial Pavilion disciples.

"Weng Ran, what's wrong with you?" Tu Liuying shouted through the sea of corpses! With a worried look in her eyes, at this time she was only a short distance away from the barrier that would be broken at any time, and Weng Ran there, even ignoring the corpse on her back, only slashed everything around her like crazy, she clearly saw the corpse behind her, opened her mouth, and bit Weng Ran's neck fiercely, and the next moment, all five fingers were inserted into the corpse's head, and then twisted hard, and the head was pulled down alive, but the head did not let go, taking away the flesh and skin of Weng Ran's neck.

Such a bloody style of play made Tu Liuying shocked and worried at the same time.

Of the five fingers that Weng Ran pulled out, three of them were swaying and broken, but she didn't feel pain, waved her left hand with the severed finger, and grabbed the corpse in front of her.

Tu Liuying's footsteps couldn't help but turn the direction, but the choked voice sounded in his ears again, "Help us, come on"

Turning his head to look at the person who was almost attached to the enchantment inside, the female disciple's arms were broken, but she was still holding on, the whole person had lost her mind, and her last will was to protect these people again.

In vain, I was entangled in my heart, and the choice was so difficult.

Weng Ran's crazy roar and the man's bitter pleading kept getting into his ears, and he glanced at Weng Ran again, and finally went to the enchantment, she was closer to the enchantment, and Weng Ran could hold on for a while, I'm sorry, Weng Ran!

The battle halberd swept away the corpse pressed on the enchantment with monstrous flames, and the female disciple didn't feel anything about it, she still released the enchantment, and kept begging.

On the other side, Weng Ran was also deeply immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself.

Bai Aya broke into the battle circle with a blood-stained person, and Chenyue swept away a corpse that attacked Weng Ran from behind, and asked worriedly: "Weng Ran! Calm down!"

It was Qiluo Streamer who answered her, Bai Aya instantly tensed, protected in front of her, Weng Ran pressed over, Chenyue looked at those crazy eyes in surprise, and was pressed back and forth, colliding with the corpse, adding a few wounds to her body.

"Weng Ran!

Weng Ran's pupils flickered, and his speed couldn't help but slow down, and Chenyue took advantage of this moment to pull out, and Bai Aya wrapped the big flag in a tavern, and flew away with people.

Weng Ran couldn't help but shake his head, his expression was painful, he didn't notice the corpses that attacked at all, Chenyue stopped shouting, and the white silk flew away, protecting Weng Ran.

When there was a loud sound, Qiluo fell to the ground, Weng Ran covered her head, she was already squatting on the ground and shrunk into a small ball, and a painful roar came out of her mouth.

The morning moon around him fought hard.

The person who shrunk into a ball, couldn't stop trembling, she was so afraid, she was really afraid, the painful howl turned into a miserable cry, mourning, as if digging people's hearts with a knife, Chenyue glanced at Weng Ran in shock, at that moment, that person was so weak and pitiful, helpless that it made people feel distressed.

"Don't worry, Master is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. ”