The moth's eyes turned blood-red, and he attacked the three of them!

"Be careful!" Ling Xiao snorted. The sword slashed brightly. The body is caught in the moth and exits. Watch their tentacles shake at high frequencies like stabbing like sword blades. The three of them took a step back and pulled their swords like flowers, and the sword flowers shrouded to resist the moths that pounced.

The tentacles landed on half of the moth of Jianfeng, and half of the moth pounced hard. The three of them were sweating on their hands, and although the swords in their hands were like a blast of wind, there were too many moths, and their bodies were constantly getting bigger!

Hai Lingzi couldn't help but blurt out: "What a powerful evil sect!"

Hai Lingzi felt a pain in the back of his hand!

A moth actually lay on the back of his left hand! Hai Lingzi was furious, grabbed the moth in his hand, and the moth turned into powder! There was a tentacle-like wound on the back of his hand.

There are thousands of moths, and this is definitely not the way to go!

The three of them looked at each other, and their long bodies burst out! The three swords rolled together, tearing a bite in the moth.

"Quick!" The three of them rushed out at this moment, and suddenly attacked! Rushed into the crowd of eight! Leaped into the eight people in a zigzag shape, and fought with them again.

As soon as the melee began, the moths seemed to retract their attacks, and the moths circled in the air.

"You're really smart!"

Qingyun sneered. "What a Ling Xiao!" Wei Tianying understood that if it was a real three-on-eight, the three of them would definitely not be the opponents of the eight-person group, but because the place in this temple was not large, it was difficult for the other party's eight people to really unfold it, and the three of them were desperate against the eight people, and the three of them were not left behind, and more importantly, they could avoid the attack of the moth group!

Qingyun's voice paused. The tone asked them rhetorically.

"You think it's that simple!"

At this time, Wei Tianying heard the sound of Xun outside again, and it seemed to be getting closer, and the sound of Xun was high and low, like a mountain peak falling on a cliff!

"The show is coming!" Qingyun said with a strange smile.

The eight of them heard the sound of Xun, and at the same time, they took a step back, bent down and lifted the plank that had been placed on the ground next to the fire. And then stand upright in front of the eight!

Eight, what is this going to do?

The white cloth that had been covering the wooden board did not fall! It hung straight! Like a white curtain hanging in the air.

What exactly is behind the white cloth?

The three of them were deeply suspicious.

The three of them looked at the white cloth covered as if it were one person.

The pupils of the three of them contracted, and the three of them saw that blood was oozing out of the white cloth at this time! Black and red blood was gurgling out and staining the white cloth!

The white cloth was bloodstained in an instant!

Is it a dead man!

What were they going to do when they lifted the dead man? The three of them thought about it and felt that something was wrong!

If the blood of a dead person has already coagulated, how can it come out?

At the same time, the moth also stopped moving at this time and stood in the air!

They didn't even make a sound! It was very quiet, and the temple instantly became weird, and the three of them had a vague bad premonition!

The sound of Xun sounded one after another, and the wind chimes outside began to ring again!

Then suddenly a gust of wind blew in! The wind seems to be weird. The sound of the wind and the sound of the bells came with the cold wind and carried the white mist! The white cloth on the wooden board was blown!

It's really a dead man!

A corpse stood upright with its back to a plank across from the trio!

The twisted faces and twisted limbs don't stink. Instead, it exudes a peculiar smell. With a hint of incense, his eyes were unusually large on the distorted surface, and his faces were straight at the three of them.

The sound of Xun outside suddenly stopped, and the cold wind and cold fog blew in, such a cold wind and cold fog has been more than once, the cold fog is miserable, covering the corpse with a hideous face, such a time and a closed environment, although the fire is still burning, but the hearts of the three of them are like falling into a grave and unconsciously shuddering at this time.

The cold sweat in the palms of the three of them continued to secrete.

The hands of the dead no longer resemble human hands, and the face no longer resembles human faces. It seemed that the dead body could not be moved anymore.

Why was this dead body carried out?

Is this dead body a zombie?

The three of them looked at the eight people opposite, and their expressions seemed to be accustomed to seeing corpses without being surprised.

At this time, Qingyun looked at them. Suddenly he said to them.

"Do you know what this is?"

The three of them didn't answer him, and they waited for Qingyun to continue.

Qingyun said, "This is a corpse slave!" he smiled, "Corpse slave!"

Ling Xiao said, "Corpse slave?"

Wei Tianying had memorized a title.

"Corpse slaves. ”

Ling Xiao asked, "What is a corpse slave?!" When Ling Xiao asked, he saw that the renewal around the corpse was getting thicker and thicker, and the moths standing in the air were all lying on the corpse at this time.

Umi Kiyoko smiled. The body took a step back, and Hai Qingzi's laughter became strange. In an eerie tone, he said to Hai Lingzi with a strange smile.

"Senior brother, why do you know so much about the person who is about to die......

Hai Lingzi suddenly roared and pounced!

Hai Lingzi's arm is eight feet long, the sword is three feet long, the sword goes to the corpse, and others pounce on this sword to stand!

The sword pierced through the corpse, and the corpse, which had been motionless, seemed to feel pain! It screamed like a living person, and a foul-smelling black mist erupted from its mouth! The black mist that spewed out was facing the face of Hai Lingzi! Hai Lingzi reacted quickly, hurriedly sealed the dantian and held his breath, although the three-foot sword passed through the strange corpse, but Hai Lingzi met the unexpected strange screams and black fog, although the reaction was fast, it was still a little slower, only to feel that the tongue and throat were salty and hot, and felt that his heart was shaking, and his body was crooked in front of him and unconsciously let go of his hand and fell in front of the corpse, Ling Xiaozi and Wei Tianying saw this and hurriedly grabbed him to catch him and retreated back against the wall, and now Hai Lingzi was injured, and the corpse that would scream and spit fog was already in the middle.

Hai Lingzi seemed to be injured a lot, his face was a little purple and black, Ling Xiao and Wei Tianying subdued him, he put his head together, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Wei Tianying became worried. He whispered a few times to Hai Lingzi's ear. Hai Lingzi didn't reply to him.

"The master doesn't seem to be lightly injured, what is this corpse slave?" Wei Tianying thought to himself. "Now that the master is injured, those moths are no longer strong enough to deal with them, and here comes this corpse again......"

Ling Xiaozi comforted Wei Tianying for a few words and stopped talking.

He looked at the strange corpse in front of him, the so-called corpse slave. He has always been good at scheming, and he has no way to deal with it.

Ling Xiaozi also wanted to try to attack the other party again and delay the time. As long as these weird Gu creatures wait until dawn and the sun rises, they are no longer sensitive. But when he saw the corpse screaming at Hai Lingzi, he spit out a mouthful of black mist, and Hai Lingzi's lips and face were purple and black, and he didn't dare to move again.

The night was like splashing ink, it seemed to be a little long, the sky was not yet bright, and the current situation seemed precarious to Ling Xiao and Wei Tianying.

At this moment, the fire was extinguished, and the temple was plunged into darkness!

"Tianying be careful!"

These were the four words that Ling Xiao said to Wei Tianying before the fire was extinguished.

Before the fire goes out. The eight men retreated to the opposite temple wall and did not speak.

Silence fell again in the darkness.

People are afraid of the darkness in their hearts, not of the darkness itself, but of the unknown in the darkness, as in the face of the corpse that roars like a living moth into its internal organs.

Ling Xiao originally wanted to take advantage of the darkness to bypass the corpse slave to the other side.

But he didn't.

There is so much uncertainty in the darkness. He wasn't sure how long the darkness would last, he wasn't sure if he would find himself if he bypassed the eight, he wasn't sure if the corpse slave would open his mouth and spit out black mist again. And after the corpse monster screamed and spit out a mouthful of black mist, it seemed that there was no movement.

In silence.

The night seems to be in an endless ethereal. Long. At this time, the strange sound of Xun sounded again.

There was a glow in the darkness.

As soon as they heard the sound of Xun, the moths moved.

The moths crouched on the corpse and began to beep. The sound of burning firewood.

They moved, their eyes glowing with a ghostly glow, and they moved over the corpse, and the moths crawled onto the corpse little by little. They crawled into the nostrils, eyes, and mouth of the corpse like ants.

The corpse began to gurgle. Perhaps the moths burrowed into its guts and gnawed at it little by little.

Its eyes began to move. The beads bulging out of the eye socket turned like the eyes of moths.

Its mouth began to open and close. A large number of moths quickly poured in from its mouth! Its mouth was filled with a black, viscous mixture.

At this time, the sound of Xun became closer!

The corpse slave's mouth opened and suddenly sucked violently. Suck the moth into your mouth along with the black goo!

Its face was swinging. In the dark environment, it looks unusually striking.

Wei Tianying felt some cramps in her stomach. He wanted to vomit.

Wei Tianying saw the corpse slave's hand and began to move.

Its hands may no longer be called hands.

The glow faded.

All the moths have entered the mouth of the corpse slave.

Is death really near?

In Wei Tianying's heart, he suddenly felt an unprecedented fear. He used to be a high-spirited young talent Su Zhong swordsman, and even the strange wax figures in the deserted house in the middle of the mountain, as well as the blue snakes and illusions in the dark, did not make him feel so frightened. He helped Hai Lingzi's body to the side of the temple wall and half-lay down along the temple wall. Listening to Hai Lingzi's breathless sound, he became a little depressed. It's like the despair and struggle of suddenly falling into a quagmire and not being able to grasp anything.

He also leaned against the wall. Don't do anything more. He didn't know what his hands were doing.

It seemed that he could only wait for the "corpse slave" to come over little by little......

Jet-black.

In the darkness he felt a pain in his hand.

Wei Tianying unconsciously grasped the blade of his right hand with his left fingers. And he has another hand in his left hand.

It's Lingxiao. It was even more dangerous in the dark, and one of his hands was also holding Hai Lingzi. He suddenly felt that Hai Lingzi and Wei Tianying had actually sat down at this time.

He touched Wei Tianying with his hand holding Hai Lingzi and felt that something was wrong, but Wei Tianying didn't react at all. If there is no such sluggishness at this time, no reaction means death! Ling Xiaozi grabbed Wei Tianying's hand and slashed at his sword, his pain made him extremely calm! His nerves sharpened.

Xun Sheng seemed to have a depressing-willing magic! Fortunately, the pain woke him up again. In the darkness, Ling Xiao didn't open his mouth to speak to Wei Tianying, he moved his steps slightly and kept groping on the ground in the dark.

What is he fumbling for?

At this time, the sound of Xun was closer, and Wei Tianying judged that the person who was blowing Xun was already on the roof outside this temple, and the person who manipulated it was the person who played Xun!

How should we deal with this blower? Wei Tianying thought. "Is there another exit to this sealed temple?"

The sound of Xun changed tone again.

Rhythmic short tunes.

There are footsteps!

It's moving again!

"It" is "corpse slave"

Wei Tianying judged that it should be its footsteps.

His sense of hearing was now sharper, and he heard not only footsteps, but also very small voices in the footsteps.

The sound of rustling.