The calm of the hunting grounds of Yehuai Village was broken. At this moment, a ghostly and bloodthirsty teenager was constantly being slashed and killed by dozens of people around him.

As the battle progressed, the funeral night was covered in blood, with obvious blood marks on his left thigh and right arm.

In the shouting and smashing sound of the thieves, there was a loud roar in the funeral night, and the soul power exploded, as if the monstrous soul power gathered around him. In an instant, spread out the thieves around him.

"What's the situation with this little ghost!"

"It's not like an ordinary person, he's not that simple. ”

"Isn't Yehuai Village a small village? how can there be such a person, it can't be a demon. ”

"Whoever he is, just because he killed a dozen of our brothers just now, he doesn't want to get out alive today. ”

When the little minions whispered, the eyes of the three leaders exuded anger, they were all outlaws who refused to admit defeat, although they thought that the funeral night in front of them was like a monster, but when they fought it, they found that he was not particularly powerful, and he fought completely by soul power and brute force.

After bounce away everyone with his soul power for a moment in the Funeral Night, a strong man in the Spirit Transformation Realm finally made a move, he held a big axe in his hand, and the golden soul power assisted his body, and a huge vortex of sharp energy rushed towards the Funeral Night.

Funeral Night turned into an emotionless demon at this moment, he jumped backwards to the left, and a stream of soul power condensed into a sharp spear to fight back.

"Hehe, you've been tricked. The Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse sneered. Then there was a stinging chill from the ankle of the burial night, and the blood flowed, and it turned out that when the funeral night retreated, another spiritual realm powerhouse secretly released a fine needle of spiritual power, bypassing the perception of the funeral night and crawling beside him.

In half a breath, the minions swarmed over, their steps were fast, and their blades were swordsmanlike.

But there was a sudden riot on the night of the funeral, and the ghost hand blocked with one skill, and the red eyes shocked the thieves in front of him, and the dagger blade in his right hand stretched back and cut the chests of the two thieves.

The funeral night immediately kicked away the corpse at his feet, and the body of the thief was kicked and smashed into the rest of the thief, flowing in the clouds. The soul power of the burial night was concentrated, and the monstrous soul power under the ghost hand was released, and the ghost hand was like a red white-bladed hand knife, attacking a team leader of the spirit realm with an astonishing bounce.

The ghostly speed made it impossible to dodge, and the ghost hand of the Burial Night had pierced through its heart.

"Don't panic, this demon doesn't have much physical strength anymore, you see that he is already scarred at this time, he wants to fight quickly!"

"I can see that he is the lodger of the ghost god, and that is a ghost hand. I didn't expect the rumors to be true. ”

As soon as these words came out, they instantly blew up the thieves.

"It's also the first time I've seen a ghost hand, so it seems that this little ghost is quite pitiful, and it is rumored that the ghost hand is ugly every night when it's ugly, and the body is like a thousand ghosts..."

"So, he's in a ghost state now!"

"There is only one possibility, and it is rumored that the Prison Ghost Mansion in Zhongzhou is offering a sky-high reward for collecting ghost hands, maybe we will get rich this time. ”

At the same time, several leaders of the Spirit Transformation Realm also realized the special nature of the Burial Night, and at the same time, they also vaguely noticed that the soul power on the Burial Night was slowly weakening, and there were more than twenty people left of them.

One of the leaders sneered, the corners of his mouth twitching towards the funeral night. Narrowing his eyes as he looked at the burial night that was pulled in from a distance, the blue-white soul power under his feet surged all over his body, and he kicked the "Hurricane Step" so deeply that it flew into the funeral night, and the latter fell to the stone wall and caused cracks.

"Big Brother Belly Dragon is really powerful, and he deserves to be a powerhouse in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm. ”

"That is, our big brother belly dragon cultivates wind attribute soul power, and his speed and burst are generally not his opponents even in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. ”

At this time, on the night of the funeral, a mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth, he gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly, although his consciousness was blurred, he seemed to know what the situation was now. But he still couldn't help it.

"Kill them!" There was a voice in my heart that kept repeating in my mind.

"Strength, I can give you strength! Promise me! Give me the initiative of the body completely, and I can help you kill them all. ”

The funeral night came to his spiritual world at this moment, it was red and dark, and in the spiritual world, there was a person on the other side of him who was similar to his figure and appearance, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly, talking to him.

And just as he was about to respond, suddenly his eyes went dark, and then he opened his eyes briefly and returned to reality.

I saw the belly dragon collapsed to the ground covered in blood at the moment, if a curly reptile covered in blood was about to die.

"What was that?"

"This demon, that blow just now. He... Him!"

The thieves were instantly frightened, they couldn't believe their eyes.

It turned out that just as the belly dragon was about to step forward to cut off the head of the belly night and give the mending knife, the belly night suddenly started with a blow, and the belly dragon was kicked out with an instantaneous kick at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, with an invisible and strong wind pressure. When everyone came back to their senses, the belly dragon at this moment was already bleeding from seven orifices, and the entire face was already bloody and blurred.

Some of them clearly felt the blow just now, and there was not much fluctuation in soul power, completely... It's a pure strange power!

Escape! In an instant, a group of people had distracting thoughts, they were just trying to eat with a mouth, although they ran away and lost their faces, but in the face of this ghostly monster in front of them, their lives might be lost. Besides, why did they work hard for Fengyun Village, it was a big deal to run away and change the grass to another place.

At this time, the three leaders were left with the last one, and he didn't dare to act rashly at the moment, he witnessed the whole process of this siege with his own eyes, and he thought to himself: Go back and report the whole process, please help. However, he looked around and found that the army was now unstable, and if he fled, he would be defeated, and his leader was also disgraced.

Even if he is possessed by ghosts and gods, he can't beat the middle stage of the Psychic Realm in this mid-stage of the Spiritual Realm, how can he be a person near Biluo City when he wears it out.

"You two, hurry back to the village and report to the commanders. Just say, "If the situation changes, come to support quickly, and to make a long story short as you have seen, I will lead the brothers here first." ”

"Yes, Lord Zenglan, the little ones will do it. ”

Funeral Night has turned on the killing mode at this moment, from the counterattack of passive defense to the slaughter of active attack. Although he has a faint consciousness, his body does not listen to the call and relies on the fighting instinct.

As more and more thieves were killed in the hunting grounds, he had a hint of joyful excitement. And at the moment there is only one left in the hunting grounds

The ringleader, Zeng Lan, and two other thieves.

At the moment of the funeral, his whole body was covered in blood, his right arm and ankle were fractured, dozens of knife wounds were wounded in his back, and the ghost hand was broken due to the blocking of a large number of meridians in the battle.

"This demon!" Zeng Lan's scream came out, and at this moment, the sole of his left foot slammed on the ground, and the soul power condensed and hit the ground backwards, increasing the impact and flying towards Zeng Lan. With the blessing of speed, the bright red ghost hand was raised like a sharp sword.

Zeng Lan was shocked, he wanted to dodge and found that he couldn't move, as if he was imprisoned by something invisible, the space was frozen, and the burial night used the slashing knife turned into a ghost hand to hack the latter, a powerhouse of the Spirit Transformation Realm, to death at that moment.

When Funeral Night turned to look at the two minions, who were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and fled desperately.

And Funeral Night didn't want to let them go, but he found that he no longer had the physical strength to chase and kill, and the blood on his body flowed, and he kept panting.

"I have to move to a safe place and can't stay here any longer!"

Funeral Night wanted to go back to the valley where he slept last night, but he understood that the uncertainty here was too great, and the smell of blood was strong, and the breath on his body had already been recorded by them, including information such as ghost hands...

His thoughts were gradually interrupted by pain: "It seems that there is only one way to gamble!"

Funeral Night dragged his scarred body deeper into the forest.