Chapter 170: Army of the Undead
Ye Ci opened the window.
The feeling of being stared at before is back.
She didn't care, but in her heart she was talking to Zhizhi: "This town is a little strange, do you feel anything wrong?"
It was only a long time before he spoke: "What's wrong? Why don't I feel it?"
Ye Ci heard what he said and didn't say much.
It was probably because she stepped into the spirit realm and her insight had also improved, so she noticed that this place was unusual.
She always felt that this town was not simple.
It's her sixth sense.
Ye Ci released his perception.
As her strength increases, her own perception can cover about half of the town.
After the perception was released, Ye Ci was even more sure that his sixth sense was not wrong.
Because this town is too quiet, and most importantly, there are still Soul Transformation Realm monks in it.
Of course, more of them are monks of the Awakening Realm.
If she hadn't sensed it wrong, the people who paid attention to herself were those Spiritual Transformation Realm cultivators.
In order to live a little safely in the second half of the night, Ye Ci suddenly increased his coercion, and while perceiving those people, the coercion was directly locked and released.
Suddenly, the perception that was still on her before was decisively retracted.
Xu was a little jealous of Ye Ci's strength, so he never dared to put his perception in her position after that.
After Ye Ci shocked those people, he didn't close the window, found a quiet corner and began to run the divine canon cultivation.
Dead.
The already quiet town is getting quieter.
It's quiet to the extreme, and it's a little weird.
Beyond the town, there is a mountain range.
When everything was silent, a breeze blew, and a stream of yin qi overflowed from it.
If Ye Ci was here, he would definitely be surprised.
Because these yin qi are unusual.
As time passed, the yin qi that seeped out of the mountain range turned into black mist.
In the black mist, a faint hideous grimace flashed.
The black mist gradually condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from a few to a majority, and as if it had received some kind of guidance, a cloud of grimace black mist swept towards the location of the town.
Grimace Black Mist approaches the town.
A bone-chilling chill permeated.
Ye Ci, who was in cultivation, was awakened by a cold aura.
When she opened her eyes, she was only shocked by the extremely cold aura.
"Can you see what's going on outside?" Ye Cichao only asked.
I was only surprised: "This town is really unusual, do you know what it is outside?"
"What?" Ye Ci wondered.
"The army of the undead, this is someone who is cultivating with a special spell, attracting the army of the undead. His tone was a little solemn.
"The army of the undead?" Ye Ci was slightly surprised when he heard this.
This undead is no ordinary undead.
After death, people do evil in life, and after death, their resentment does not disperse, and they cannot enter reincarnation.
After the passage of time, the resentment has become stronger and stronger, and the hundred-year-old Yin Soul can be called an undead.
The undead are more powerful than the average shade.
Some people do not hesitate to attract these undead spirits in order to cultivate, which is really a means of inferiority.
Once this undead spirit appears, it must be damaged.
Because this undead spirit is invulnerable, invulnerable, and cannot be killed by special means.
Without the slightest means, ordinary monks can only die when they encounter this undead spirit.
Not to mention, it's still an army of the undead.
Ye Ci frowned slightly, keenly sensing that many monks in the town had moved.
"Could it be that all the monks in this town are here for this army of the undead?" Ye Ci wondered.
"That's nature, every undead soul will condense a bead, that bead has a huge benefit to the monk's Dao soul, even if it is aimed at that bead, there will be people who are not afraid of life and death. Just explained.
"I see. Ye Ci nodded.
When the army of the undead arrived in the town, they already took on a human form, but compared to the real entity, there was still a bit of a gap.
There was a sound of fighting outside.
Ye Ci was very curious about the undead, and leaned to the position of the window to look down.
This is incredible.
The army of the undead was not afraid to attack.
The monks who originally came for the Dead Spirit Bead were all miserable.
The screams below were all in one place.
Ye Ci looked at the army of undead who were oppressive, licked his lips subconsciously, and said, "This undead bead is useful for Dao souls?"
"That's right. He only paused, and said in surprise: "You don't plan to snatch those undead beads, do you?"
"Why not?" Ye Ci squinted, and a faint smile crossed the depths of his eyes.
If she lets go of the benefits that were sent to the door, wouldn't it be stupid?
"But that undead spirit is invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, how can you rob it?" he asked subconsciously.
"You're a little stupid. Ye Ci said quietly: "I have six bows, which can kill all things in the world, how can this undead endure me?"
"You're stupid. "I was so angry that I scolded.
Ye Ci didn't bother to take care of it, just stood motionless at the window, she looked at the monks who were killed by those undead army, her eyebrows were light, and she couldn't see any mood fluctuations.
For a moment, I couldn't help it: "You still don't go?"
"I'll wait until they're done dead, or I'll be affected. Ye Ci said.
Half an hour later, the battle over there was already fierce.
The undead had the upper hand, and the monks who went there did not receive even the slightest benefit.
Dead dead, wounded wounded.
"Why do I think these guys aren't here for the Undead Bead?" Ye Ci frowned.
If it was really for the Orb of the Dead, how could he not be prepared at all?
"Are they coming for something else?"
"Who knows?" Ye Ci tilted his head, glanced at the black robe, and said, "Protect her, do you know?"
The black robe didn't speak, and took a step to Qingyang's side.
Ye Ci squinted, there was a little heroism between his eyebrows, and a little under his feet, the whole person swept out of the window.
She jumped a few times and landed in front of the army of the undead.
Six bows appeared in her hand, she rubbed the bow, glanced sideways at the monks who were surprised by her appearance and had no time to react, and said lightly: "You go first." ”
Glancing at her, the remaining Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators were all stunned.
Ye Ci turned his back to them and turned his head slightly, and everyone only saw her delicate side face.
"Little brother, these are an army of the undead, don't fight with them, go together. One of the young men couldn't help but say.
Where can the rest of the monks still control Ye Ci?
They wished that Ye Ci would entangle Ye Ci so that they could take the opportunity to leave.
Hearing the young man speak, they hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and gestured with their eyes.
The army of the undead has taken over almost the entire street.
Aside from them, there were poor monks trapped by the undead.
"But...."The young man who spoke still wanted to speak, but Ye Ci said coldly: "Why don't you get out of here?"
The young man choked suddenly, only to feel that the young man in front of him did not know the hearts of good people.
He snorted coldly, looked at the army of undead who had rushed in, his face turned pale, and finally he had to follow his companion.
However, they did not go far, but found a safe corner to stop.
In the end, I still can't bear those undead beads.
Ye Ci turned his head and looked at the army of the undead who were pressing down, and a cold smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
Spiritual power turns into strings and condenses arrows, and an arrow shoots out!
The few undead who were closest to each other were directly pierced by an arrow, erupted into a terrible scream, and then quickly collapsed into a mist and disappeared into the air.
Three undead beads burst out, and Ye Ci was about to move.
But a person suddenly appeared on the side and grabbed three undead beads.