An hour later, the black-robed man and the green-shirted man came to the front of the mountain town, only to see that the wind was gusting here, the buildings were dilapidated, and there was an indescribable desolation.

Stepping into it, there were countless corpses lying on the ground, stumps and severed arms everywhere, blood staining the ground red, exuding a strong bloody aura.

"What the hell is this place, how did those five people come here?" said the black-robed man with a frown.

"Be careful, I have a premonition of a big risk. The man in the green shirt pulled out the long sword in his hand and spoke.

The deserted street, the cold world, and the howling wind made both of them highly nervous.

A black shadow suddenly passed behind them, and the two of them turned around, only to find that there was nothing behind them.

Before they could turn around, several fierce attacks had already arrived behind them, and at the same time, dozens of bronze corpses broke through the doors of the surrounding houses and rushed towards the two of them from all directions.

The black-robed man and the green-shirted man were shocked, and hurriedly flew into the air, wanting to avoid these attacks for the time being. But the moment they got up, several weapons landed in mid-air, and together they knocked them down.

Because of this delay, the two of them were deeply trapped in the mud of the bronze corpse and the silver armor corpse, and it became extremely difficult to take off again.

"Master, let the fog out, and I can guide you in the fog. The sound of Devil Cry sounded in Ning Caichen's ears.

Ning Caichen didn't hesitate at all, the magic bead was summoned by him, and a thick white mist flew out of the magic bead, enveloping the entire street in an instant, separating the two brothers who were still fighting side by side before.

Under the guidance of Devil May Cry, five silver armored corpses, dozens of bronze corpses, and Ning Caichen, all came to the side of the man in green shirt and launched the most ferocious attack on him.

The cultivation of the man in the green shirt has just stepped into qi refining, and in terms of pure combat power, his strength is not as good as that of Xiahou Swordsman. In the storm-like attack, he was severely injured in an instant, and he kept coughing up blood.

During their battle, Devil May Cry also shot from time to time to freeze the figure of the man in green shirts. Even a few seconds of immobilization will add several deep scars to its body, or bloody holes through its chest......

The black robe was anxious to run in the white mist, he heard the fierce battle, heard the constant screams of his junior disciples, but in this mist, no matter how he walked, he couldn't go in the direction where the sound came from.

The body rose into the air and looked down from mid-air, but did not see the imaginary situation of the white mist surging. And the sounds of battle and screams echoed throughout the streets.

After pausing for a long time, seeing that he could not find a trace, the black robe gritted his teeth and entered the white mist again, running rapidly, trying to rely on speed and luck to find the two sides of the battle.

It's just that there is Devil May Cry, how can he get his wish? Although he is extremely fast, he only circles around the outer circle of the long street, and no matter what direction he turns and runs, he does not change the line.

Half an hour later, the white mist gradually dissipated, and the black-robed Huo suddenly stopped, only to find that he had been surrounded by a group of people, and his junior brother was now lying motionless in the distance.

"Damn, you're all going to die. The black robe roared wildly, and a long sword appeared in his hand, frantically slamming towards the five people in the academy.

A group of bronze corpses pounced on him, pretending to attack from behind with their chests and legs crossed, and various moves took turns to bombard. The silver armor corpse did not lag behind, and all kinds of attacks hit him one after another, even if his strength was strong, he was constantly coughing up blood from the blow of this crazy beating.

The lion pounced on the rabbit with all his strength, and Ning Caichen and the five did not hesitate to kill the past again. The spear, sword, and knife struck him in an instant.

The black-robed man propped up the qi shield and barely blocked the attack of the five people in the academy. The long sword in his hand shot out in all directions with billowing sword qi, shattering all the bronze corpses into pieces, bringing huge trauma to the silver armored corpse.

"Bang!" The gas shield was broken by the five people in the academy, and Ning Caichen's spear that stabbed him in the heart pierced into his chest, and the tip of the spear of the white frost was held in his hand, and blood continued to flow from his hand. Wang Shi's knife cut a long blood mark on his chest, and blood continued to flow out of it. The Three Treasure Glass Sword shot through his body, and when he returned, he brought out three more blood holes.

The black-robed man has come to an end.

"Evil is dead!" As a loud roar sounded, the development of things once again exceeded the expectations of Ning Caichen and the others.

More than 30 warrior monks armed with golden sticks, led by an old monk wearing robes, came here, and attacked the bronze corpse and the silver armor corpse at the first time, breaking the combined formation of Ning Caichen and others in an instant, and destroying the good situation they had worked so hard to create.

More than a dozen warrior monks beat the bronze corpse and the silver armor corpse, six or seven warrior monks attacked Ning Caichen's five people, and even three warrior monks came to the black robe, instilling true qi into his body and healing him.

This situation made the five people in the school almost crazy, and Ning Caichen shouted: "Who are you, why do you want to help the abuse?"

"These five people are all evil cultivators, and the person who spoke is a corpse refiner, and this town was slaughtered by them. Masters, you must kill the demons!" the black robe grabbed the hands of the two monks and said bitterly.

The monks saw the battle clearly when they came, and five youths and a group of demon corpses joined forces to attack this person. Under the influence of preconceived impressions, they quickly verified the words of the black robe, and roared angrily and launched a crazy attack on Ning Caichen and the others.

The five silver-armored corpses were violently beaten by more than a dozen warrior monks, and the five people in the academy were also violently beaten by more than a dozen warrior monks. Wang Shi, Bai Shuang, and Mu Bai knew that this was a misunderstanding, so they didn't dare to kill them, but they were crumbling under the attack of the other party.

"Don't listen to that man's nonsense, these demon corpses are not refined by us. Wang Shi said loudly.

"Demon, the truth does not allow you to quibble, suffer death!" The warrior monks did not stay at all, and each stick carried extreme anger and murderous aura, bringing strong pressure to the five people.

Ning Caichen was completely angered by them, even if he knew that this was a misunderstanding, he also had the ultimate killing intent towards them in his heart, and said loudly: "Don't keep your hands any longer, kill these indiscriminate guys." ”

Mu Bai and the three were helpless, in this case, if they didn't kill each other, the other party would kill them.

The long sword burst out with ten thousand rays of light, and the spear began to pierce into the chest of the warrior monk, and Wang Shi's big knife was no longer merciful, and the knife was bloody, and it instantly cut down several warrior monks. (To be continued.) )