By the time Mo Qingling and Mo Haiye rushed to Su Changan's side, there were already dozens of walking corpses with glowing eyes standing in front of Su Changan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Qingling's brows also furrowed at this time, she had lost the spirit of Dijiang and was seriously injured, she only felt the changes in these living dead people at such a close distance. They have strength—weak, but they have some kind of strength, and it's growing.

And the most terrifying thing is the glint in their eyes.

This is not just a simple change in appearance, Mo Qingling is very sure that these walking corpses have thoughts and souls, and they no longer seem to have begun to act according to instinct.

For example, now, although they have endless hatred for living beings who died in vain, they are also keenly aware that the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from Su Chang'an and the three of them are extremely strong, and they are not opponents at all. Therefore, they retreated together, and just kept shouting at them as if they were warnings, but they couldn't pounce on them without fear of death as before.

And more and more walking corpses were also attracted because of these roars, and when Mo Qingling and the others arrived at this short meeting, more than a dozen walking corpses joined their team.

But Su Changan still didn't mean to make a move.

Because she was facing away from the two, Mo Qingling couldn't see the look on his face clearly, but he was holding a knife, and the standing figure inexplicably made her feel at ease. She stopped, waiting for Su Changan, waiting for something to happen.

But Mohaya on the side did not have such a mind.

These walking corpses were not terrifying, even if it was ten times more with his cultivation of the Dao Realm, it was only a matter of one move, what he was afraid of was that such a noise would attract monsters with their heads lurking in the middle of nowhere.

"Hey, boy, what are you going to do, you want to find death, don't drag us along!" He saw that Mo Qingling didn't mean to stop him, and he naturally didn't dare to trespass, but he couldn't help but say in his mouth.

And his battle axe was also tightly held by him, looking around vigilantly, ready to deal with possible situations at any time and cover Mo Qingling's escape.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere in Laiyun City is too eerie, or maybe it's because the monster has left too much influence on him. The forehead of this Emperor Jiang Clan's Dao Realm powerhouse began to appear densely with sweat after a while.

At this time, the walking corpses in front of Su Changan had gathered nearly a hundred, and the roars in their mouths were getting louder and louder. It spread almost throughout the entire Lai Yun City, and the speed at which the walking corpses gathered also increased.

The worry in Mo Qingling's heart also became serious, although she had an inexplicable trust in Su Chang'an, but if it continued like this, soon the monster would come to the wind, and she really couldn't think of any way for Su Chang'an to fight against it.

Perhaps feeling the fear in the hearts of the two, the knife in Su Changan's hand suddenly lit up at that time.

It was a sword light that wasn't particularly bright, but it was so dazzling in the darkness of Laiyun City, which was almost impossible to see.

As the sword light lit up, Su Changan's body also moved.

But to Mo Qingling and Mo Haiya's expectations, he did not rush to the living dead.

He just raised his knife high, and then, as if he were spiritual, the sword light on the knife was so bright that people almost dared not look at it directly.

Mo Qingling instinctively covered her eyes, but Mo Haiye, who had always been dissatisfied with Su Changan, was shocked at this time.

His lantern-sized eyes looked straight at Su Changan, or at the long knife in Su Changan's hand. It's as if it's the most precious treasure in the world.

Mo Qingling gradually adjusted to this light, and she quickly realized the strangeness of the man beside her, "What's wrong?" she asked.

"That's... Is that... Knife Spirit..."Mo Haiye didn't seem to have come back to his senses yet, just out of instinctive obedience to Mo Qingling, he raised his hand, pointed at Su Changan's knife, and said intermittently, with undisguised shock in his tone.

"Knife Spirit?" Mo Qingling was stunned for a moment, but soon, her face also changed, she hurriedly looked at the knife that was raised by Su Changan, and her heart was also full of horror.

Man has a spirit, so man is a man.

There is a spirit, so the reason why the barbarian is barbaric.

All things have spirits, so all things can be demons.

And if the sword has a spirit, then... It's an artifact!

Mo Qingling was a little puzzled, as a barbarian princess, her vision was naturally not low, but she didn't feel where the spirit of this knife was.

Mo Haiya also seemed to feel Mo Qingling's doubts, and he hurriedly explained: "This knife used to live with a knife spirit, but for some reason, the knife spirit left again. But now, looking at the situation of this knife, I'm afraid that a new sword spirit will be born again!"

"New spirits?" The look on Mo Qingling's face became more and more shocked, there are few spiritual artifacts in the world, even if you look at the entire barbarian, it is only a hand, and now, there is an artifact born in front of her eyes, how can Mo Qingling not be surprised. The two finally stopped talking, just looked at the young man in front of them in a daze, waiting to witness the miracle in this world that is rarer than the death of the stars.

The light on Xiahou's blood became brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire Laiyun City as if it were daylight, and the walking corpses who were still moaning and wandering all stopped under this light, and the flames in their eyes jumped, looking at the light, it was like a traveler in the desert seeing an oasis, and the cliff faller on the edge of the cliff grabbed the straw.

They fell silent, and a clear voice rang out.

"I have a master, his name is Chu Xifeng, and he has an ancestor named Chu Xiaohan. ”

"His city was once slaughtered, and 230,000 unjust souls were gathered in his sword, and he and his clan carried this resentment for a whole hundred years, and finally hated these unjust souls!"

"My name is Su Changan. ”

"I'm the ninth-generation watchman of the Tenlan Academy. ”

"I don't have the high cultivation of them, nor do I have the compassion of my uncles and ancestors. ”

"But I used to be the defender of Laiyun City, and I have an obligation to protect you, but unfortunately, I didn't do it. ”

"So, I want to avenge you. ”

"But he's strong and I'm not an opponent. ”

"Therefore, I beg you, gather above my blade, and join me in cutting off the heads of those who have trampled on your lives!"

As soon as his words fell, the mouths of those walking corpses suddenly let out angry roars, and the flames in their eyes gradually extinguished, turning into points of light that frantically poured towards the blade in the young man's hand.

At that time, the boy stood on top of thousands of corpses, and they bowed down to him, and he proudly held his sword, his brow was cold, and his expression was majestic, like a king.

And in the sky, a dark purple star suddenly lit up, and he killed Laiyun City with an incomparably dazzling brilliance, shining on the young man's body.

"Senior Chu, is it you?" Su Changan's eyes moistened inexplicably at that time.