The green mountains are faint, the ancient cypress is sensen, and the afterglow of the sunset is reflected obliquely. The www.biquge.info gradually lost its last light as the fog shrouded in the depths of the mountain.

"Yin people borrow the way, Yang people avoid ......"

A voice like a special trumpet came from under the foot of the mountain, and immediately after, a middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in an apricot robe, carrying a peachwood sword, and holding a soul bell, appeared on the path below the foot of the mountain with a neat row of figures.

In addition to the Taoist priest, he also has an identity, that is, a corpse chaser.

A corpse chaser, as the name suggests, is a person who walks with a corpse.

The reason why we had to walk with the corpses was because in this era, because of the many mountains and rivers, the traffic was not smooth.

Many people who die in a foreign land, and the obsession of returning to their hometown is not gone, and they are often prone to accidents, and even worse, they turn into zombies.

Man has three souls and seven souls, the soul is good and the soul is evil, and the reason why man lives is because he has one more breath than the dead.

When a person dies, if his obsession turns into a grudge, the corpse will harden, give birth to corpse hair, and turn into a zombie to cause chaos.

Over time, there are people who have learned the Tao to pass down the 36 skills, and those who have learned the Tao have the ability to manipulate corpses to walk. Over the mountains and mountains, the sunset rises, and the sunrise rests.

Mu Shi has been on the mountain to learn art since he was a child, and it has been nearly 20 years since Yicheng came down the mountain.

This time, he drove eighteen walking corpses from Xie Yang to his hometown Qingshui Town.

While shouting slogans to prevent the Orion woodcutter who had not returned from the mountain from colliding with him, he carefully observed the state of many walking corpses. After all, if someone handed over these corpses to them in their original form, they must bring them back in their original form.

"Boom!"

A violent roar came, and Mu Shi looked up at this time, but saw that in the sky, a lightning bolt as if the thickness of a water snake's waist burst down, and he was stunned and hit the mountain.

"If there is thunder on dry land, there will be demons!

Could it be that some spirit in the mountains was born, which provoked the anger of the heavens and sent down thunder to fight?

As a disciple of Maoshan Dao, it is incumbent on me to subdue demons and subdue demons!"

Thinking of this, Na Mu Shi pulled out the peachwood sword behind his back, and under one finger, a gust of wind whistled by, and the rows of walking corpses that were stopped by yellow paper turned sideways one by one, and then lay down one by one.

"The heavens and the earth are clear, give me the gods, Jiama, get up!"

As the two talismans slammed into his feet between the waves of Mu Shi's hands, the next moment, Mu Shi had already made a wind under his feet and headed towards the depths of the mountain.

......

"Whew!"

The tiger is the king of beasts, and its roar can reach the peak and descend the mountain stream.

In the night, a huge, white-fronted tiger came out of the cave.

This eye-catching white-fronted tiger is nearly two feet long, and in addition to the ferocity of choosing people to devour, there is also a trace of cunning, wisdom, and curiosity in the eyes of a pair of eyes.

The creatures in the mountains get the essence of the sun and the moon, and over time, they can often open up their wisdom, exhale demonic energy, and get supernatural powers. Since then, the achievement of a party of spirits, with all kinds of incredible mysteries and divine power, smiling proud mountains and forests, vertical and horizontal rivers.

And this white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, since the full moon night three years ago, has already opened his spiritual wisdom and cultivated demonic energy. The memory instinct from the bloodline has made it carefully hide itself and concentrate on cultivating demonic energy and supernatural powers.

To this day, in the dry land, a thunderbolt was born out of thin air. The tiger demon understands that most of this is its own kind, no, it should be said that the predecessors are in the tribulation.

After turning on the spirit and becoming a spirit, in order to prevent himself from being discovered and killed by the Terran monks early. The Tiger Demon had never stepped out of his small territory to know anyone of his kind.

But this time, in the face of such a possible existence, it mustered up the courage and headed towards the place where the thunder fell.

......

The place where the thunder fell was originally in a dense forest near the top of the mountain.

It's just that at this moment, not only have all the trees on the mountain disappeared, but even the top of the mountain has been erased from it. Leaving only a huge crater, looking from afar, the night glows with a black light that swallows everything, so terrifying.

After the sound of "whoop" and "whoop" came.

Namu Ten had climbed up the hill and looked at the edge of the crater toward the center of the crater.

It's just that this big pit of the black hole really can't see anything useful.

"The sky is clear, give me the gods, and my eyes are open!"

The next moment, he took out two willow leaves and brushed them over his eyes. Mu Shi believes that as long as he opens his yin and yang eyes, no matter what kind of demons and monsters, it will be difficult to hide under his yin and yang eyes.

At a glance, no, and at a glance, there is still nothing.

"Could it be that the monster has already destroyed the form and spirit of the heavenly thunder?

However, it's impossible, even if the monster is destroyed, there should be a remnant of demonic energy......"

While Mu Shi was talking to himself, he suddenly heard a voice suddenly coming from under the huge pit.

"Click".

It was as if the sound of the earth and stones being removed came out, although it was not loud, but under the silence of the night, it was still enough for anyone to hear it clearly.

"This is, could it be that monster who is actually proficient in the art of earth walking?

Suffered, this monster is so powerful, even the thunder can't beat him to death, I'm afraid it has become the climate, and it is definitely not something I can resist.

No, taking advantage of the fact that the other party has just been hit by thunder, his strength will definitely be greatly damaged. Even if I, Mu Shi, fight for this life, I must get rid of the other party, so as not to harm the living beings after it goes out. ”

Thinking of this, Namu Shi suddenly took out seven bright copper butter lamps from the wooden box behind him. Under the spontaneous combustion of a talisman in his hand without wind, the seven bright lights arranged according to the Tiangang Beidou were lit.

"Seven stars borrow the law, the ancestor manifests, kills the demons, and guards the peace!"

As Na Mu stepped on the seven star steps, dancing the peach wood sword in his hand, and between the waves of inexplicable mana breath, the peach wood sword had been infused with countless surging mana.

When Mu Shi heard the sound of breaking the ground, he suddenly felt a figure coming out of it. Dengshi bit his middle finger and smeared blood on the peachwood sword, which stimulated the essence and mana contained in the peachwood sword.

Like an arrow from a string, it flew towards the depths of the huge pit.

Mu Shi debuted for 20 years, subdued demons and subdued demons, and experienced dozens of battles large and small. But this seven-star lantern borrowing method, the pure yang blood sacrificial sword, is still the first time to use it.

This is Mu Shi's unique job at the bottom of the box, and the power is so strong that even Mu Shi himself has no bottom.

However, just as Kishi looked at the peachwood sword with confidence, he shot towards the pit. Suddenly, a hand, as white as jade, without light, but a hand that could be clearly seen by Mu Shi. Just right to pinch the tip of the peachwood sword, the peachwood sword seemed to solidify, motionless.

"Peachwood Sword...... Which family's disciple is it?"