The dark corpse qi raged from the depths of the ancient tomb, intertwined with the yin wind, ghost fire, blood rain, and red moon, making the whole scene even more weird.

The corpse qi was so thick that it was no longer an unpleasant putrid smell in the mouth and nose, but a sweet fragrance mixed with earth and blood, as if it was the most gorgeous temptation from the extreme of death.

In the black whirlpool, a feminine and bewitching woman's voice came: "Ji Dongling, you can't trap me...... People are now free~~"

The voice, like a flute carved from white bones, plays the most soft and bewitching music with the most terrible and miserable instruments.

In the corpse aura, a bewitching black figure stepped out.

She was wearing a black gauze wide-sleeved dress with wide sleeves and flying streamers, matching her weak willow-like posture, as if she was dancing in the wind at any time.

Her complexion is a peculiar pale blue, and with her delicate facial features, under the reflection of the ghost fire and the red moon, it constitutes the most wicked and enchanting.

This is a corpse demon, a corpse demon who conveys deadly temptation at all times.

Her appearance and sneak attack turned the tide of the battle again.

Originally, the Yunzong Mountain Guarding Spirit Dog used the "Water Moon Tianluo", and hundreds of string moon flying knives were overwhelming, and the momentum was magnificent, and he was almost able to kill the old evil cultivator on the spot.

But at the last moment, the corpse demon struck from under the tomb and hit the white dog hard.

The white dog's chest was almost torn, and it was sprinkled with blood red, and it flew out with heavy blows. There was only a flying knife of the String Moon, which passed through the right chest of the old evil cultivator, but it could not be fatal.

And the white dog itself was mortally wounded.

The blow of the corpse demon not only severely damaged the white dog's ribs and ribs, cracked its heart and lungs, but also poured a pure and vicious corpse qi into the demon dog's body, making it unable to heal.

At this moment, the corpse demon dominated the battle.

And on the periphery of the ancient tomb, Yu Qingyue, who was fighting with the young evil cultivator, roared angrily when he saw this, and the innate true qi of nearly a hundred years of penance exploded to the limit, and he was forced to retreat from the evil cultivator.

"Demon!—" Yu Qingyue took the opportunity to shout, picked up two chapters of rune paper in his hand, and pointed at the young evil cultivator from afar.

The rune paper has not yet been activated, and it is already shining with billowing electric sparks, which is the nemesis of all evil spells.

The young cultivator was taken aback and hurriedly flew away to dodge.

Yu Qingyue made a false move, turned around and pointed the talisman at the corpse demon.

Boom –

A thunderclap rang out, and the talisman turned into a wrist-thick lightning bolt and broke through the air.

The corpse demon was charming, raised his slender hand, and the clouds formed a handprint lightly, and the corpse qi around his body turned into a strange black mandala flower, and the shield generally blocked the lightning strike.

Unscathed.

"Hehehe...... Do you dare to bring this kind of child's trick in front of me?" the corpse demon smiled and said, "Who am I? This is not the little scholar Yu Qingyue...... Even you're so old!Where is Ji Dongling, why didn't you come out to see me?"

The tone of the corpse demon was not hurried, as if reminiscing, as if tempting, as if mocking, as if charming...... Countless meanings, inexplicable, unclear.

Just when Yu Qingyue was surprised that the thunder magic talisman was useless, and he was even distracted by the corpse demon's implied evil words, the young evil cultivator behind him sent out a full blow.

"Old Dao, die-" The young evil cultivator screamed wildly, and the Yin Wind Ghost Hand exerted it to the extreme, and even spit out a few words of incantation from his mouth, which doubled the power of the Ghost Hand, and almost had the ability to take the soul.

The green ghost hand, with the wail of ten thousand ghosts, hit Yu Qingyue's heart at a speed that does not lose lightning at all!

The old congenital figure was slapped and flew off the ground, vomiting vermilion in the air, and dyed all over the white clothes.

Puff –

Yu Qingyue fell to the ground, and his robe was covered with dust, only with a sense of resentment, he turned over and jumped up, standing with the seriously injured and dying white dog.

Ahead, the corpse demon was charming, smiling and moaning to block the way. Behind it, there was even a wounded old evil cultivator eyeing it, ready to make up for the blow at any time.

In the rear, the unscathed young evil cultivator smiled and cut off the retreat, leaving no life.

Yu Qingyue vomited a mouthful of blood again, stained the silver hair under his chin red, and surrounded his ears with the coquettish smile of the corpse demon.

Yu Qingyue ...... Hehehe...... What a cute little doll you were back then!" The corpse demon laughed softly, "I have wanted to eat you for a long time, and today I finally got my long-cherished wish......"

Yu Qingyue didn't answer. He knew that whatever he said at this time could only be humiliated by the other party.

Back then, back then......

He was just a teenager, and his whole family died in the beast tide in Wandering Yanguan, and he was the only one who was adopted by the prince.

The prince taught him martial arts and taught him to read. He ran around behind the prince every day......

It was the happiest day of my life......

And what about the present?

This battle was lost.

The prince's bureau is ruined.

When Yan Li reminded him, why didn't he take more precautions? Knowing that the ancient tomb was ten miles away, why didn't he let the villagers relocate? Why didn't he raise his vigilance when someone came to the depths of Daze to investigate?

The most important thing is that the evil cultivators placed the blood sacrifice array, it is by no means a one-time thing, why didn't they find it?

The fault is in oneself.

Yu Qingyue, Yu Qingyue, you have the trust of the prince!

Now, even more of a heavy blow to His Holiness, under the Nine Springs, what face do you have to see the prince?

It's just death—

In the laughter of the corpse demon, Yu Qing hated the evil cultivator, hated the corpse demon, and hated himself even more.

His anger grew stronger, eventually turning into a roar that looked up to the sky.

"Ahh

Yu Qingyue's whole body was boiling with true qi, and it came out through his body, like a cyan flame illuminating the night sky.

This flame has no temperature, and there is indeed a vast fluctuation that stirs Zhou Tian's aura!

Suddenly, the aura was like a whirlpool that collapsed, swirling and pouring into Yu Qingyue's body, making the true qi flame even more dazzling.

In the flames, there was a faint high-pitched crane, a snow-white crane, flapping its wings and flying out from the light flame.

Yu Qingyue stretched his arms like crane wings, his feet touched the ground, and he rose in the air, making the strongest move in his life:

"A crane shadow in the dust and mud—"

Once, he was just a speck of ashes in the wandering goose, once, he was a floating cloud behind the prince, once, he swore to avenge the prince, put down everything to chase the immortal road, but the destiny did not allow it, after all, he was a handful of dust and mud in the immortal sea.

He wants to soar into the sky, but he is afraid that he will fly away, and he will never see the prince again, and he will no longer be able to protect his descendants.

At this moment, he was gray-haired and covered in blood, and finally let go of everything and spread his wings!

Today, it's just death—

Yu Qingyue's figure coincided with the white crane in the flame of true qi, a person is a crane, a crane is a human, and the mind and martial arts refining are one, as if he had broken free from the shackles of heaven and earth and rushed into the sky.

In the next moment, the white crane vibrated and cried in the sky, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, and rushed straight to the corpse demon!

At the same time, the seriously injured and languishing demon dog also struggled to stand up, hissing long, bleeding on the one hand, and condensing the last String Moon blade on the other.

The corpse demon also stopped coquettishly, staring at Yu Qingyue who swooped down from a high altitude, a trace of surprise flashed in his dark demon pupils, and muttered: "Enter the Tao with martial arts...... It's a pity that it's too late...... If you use this trick, you won't have your last name......"

She turned her eyes to look at the white dog who was fighting for her life, and let out a coquettish laugh again: "Even so, what can you do with Qin Niang?"

This coquettish laugh stirred up the atmosphere of the four wild demons.

The corpse demon Qin Niang raised her slender feet, shook her willow waist slowly, and spread her arms, showing a graceful dance for a moment.

The surrounding corpse qi danced with it, surging, and with the power of the blood rain and red moon, it turned into a demon in the sky.

"When the heavenly demons dance, all illusions return to reality. ”

In the corpse qi demon, countless heavenly demonic illusions emerged, either angry or angry, happy or sad, as if all living beings were demonic, all in one move!

Boom –

The secret of the Demon Gate is extinct, the ethereal true transmission of the Cloud Sect, the martial artist enters the Dao supernatural power, and the three parties hedge, making a loud noise.

The exploding air currents actually lifted the blood rain condensed by grievances, swept away the blood moon dyed red by resentment, and reproduced the silver-gray moonlight of the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival in the night sky.

Fighting for his life, he is still invincible to the corpse demon cultivation to be profound, and he takes advantage of the favorable time and place.

The old figure flew upside down in the air, and the white robe was even more bloody.

A feeble giant dog, rolling on the ground, covered in blood.

The disillusioned moon blade, the disintegrating crane shadow, symbolizes—

The end of the road has come.

The corpse demon slowly took a step forward, took a deep breath, as if enjoying the bloody breath in the air, and said coquettishly: "You old dog, your cultivation is extraordinary. If it weren't for the sneak attack that hit you hard, people would really have to struggle...... Hehehe...... It's over......"

Just as she was enjoying the victory and being distracted, another dog barked suddenly sounded in the clouds and mist in the distance.

Immediately after, there was a loud "boom", and a bolt of lightning broke through the air, catching the corpse demon off guard.

The previous Demon Gate was extremely extinct, and there was also considerable loss to the corpse demon, and the impact of the white dog and Yu Qingyue's life caused her to be slightly injured. When she was weak, she was directly hit by Lei Fa again, and suddenly let out a miserable howl!

The old and young evil cultivators who were watching from the side had already been frightened by the earth-shattering move just now, and if there was any change at this time, they also had no time to react.

I saw that in the mist, a second white demon dog jumped out, only slightly smaller than the previous white dog.

It flew to Yu Qingyue and the white dog, and turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, who was Guiyun.

Guiyun grabbed a fallen figure with one hand, bit a talisman with his mouth, and rose up to cultivate to activate the spell, and in an instant, a spiritual light broke out, wrapping the three of them and flying backwards.

The corpse demon Qin Niang breathed a sigh of relief from the lightning strike at this time, and couldn't help but be furious when she saw this, and shouted: "Where to go-"

With a wave of her hands, she turned into two ghost hand phantoms, like a lightning bolt, breaking through the air and grabbing the light of Guiyun.

At the critical moment, another majestic sword light flew from the mist, like a white tiger roaring, fierce in all directions, blocking the hand of the corpse demon in the air.

When the corpse demon was weak, it was hit by the sword light, and it was powerless to make a move, so it could only watch the light disappear into the depths of the clouds.

The old and young evil cultivators who caused all the incidents were already dumbfounded.

They never imagined that the formation of the Martial King was not only guarded by the legendary Yun Sect spirit beast, but also had enough strength to clean them up. And in the formation, there is still such a fierce corpse demon imprisoned!

If the person who tried to break through the formation encountered this corpse demon, wouldn't he be ten dead?

The Mid-Autumn Tomb Trial is a trap and a killing game!

Before the two evil cultivators could figure out the trick, they heard that the corpse demon in front of them had already spoken coquettishly:

"You two let me out, and I'll repay you well. ”

The young evil cultivator couldn't help but be overjoyed after hearing this, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, senior!"

"How can I repay you...... the corpse demon said softly, "Naturally, I ate your ......"

Before the young evil cultivator could react, the old evil cultivator knew that something was wrong the moment the corpse demon spoke, and hurriedly urged the remaining ghost power in his body, and shouted angrily: "Ghost Flame Soul Eater ......"

The ghost shadow borrowed from the head of the ghost of the White Bone Giant Gate turned into a cloud of turquoise fireworks, which erupted from the mouth of the old evil cultivator, and swooped down on the corpse demon. And the old evil cultivator himself touched the blood shadow escape talisman, turned into a blood light and flew away, grabbed the young evil cultivator, and fled in panic.

The corpse demon snorted, twisted the magic seal in his hand, and sucked it in the air, and actually sucked the green ghost fire into his stomach, and muttered in his mouth: "I can't make any jokes, it's really boring." This ghost fire is a nourishing ......"

She walked slowly, enchanting out of the ancient tomb, intending to fly away and open the sky from now on.

How did she know, as soon as she took three steps away, a thunder talisman lit up on her forehead, and the sharp sword intent pierced her soul.

"Ahh......h Even if you knew, what if I just broke out of the formation, killed your scholar, and killed the old dog of the Yun Sect...... How can you and how can you ...... Hahahaha......"

——......——

Jianchuan Castle.

The drizzle had been falling, and the clouds had obscured the rising light.

Heaven and earth were gloomy and dark.

Yan Li was already standing under the eaves, looking to the northwest.

He knew that news would come soon.

And this news, I'm afraid, will not be good news.

He only hopes that this news is not despair, and that he can find a turning point in it.

In the blink of an eye, a figure crossed the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard, standing quietly three feet in front of him.

It's Guiyun.

His immature face was tighter than usual, and his body seemed to be stiff and motionless, allowing the rain to wet his hair and clothes.

At first glance, it is ...... News.

Yan Li stepped forward slowly, gently hugged the young man who had been by his side since he was reborn, and never said much, and stroked his back.

Guiyun's body was straight, stiff and cold, and in an equally stiff voice, he whispered, "Senior Yu wants to see you...... Last ......"

"Hmm. Yan Li replied softly.

He already understood that this was not all bad news for Guiyun.