Chapter Fifty-Five: A Crowd of Corpses in the Depths of the Night

Lian Duru was like a drenched in ice water, staring directly at the strange old man, and whispered, "What curse?"

The old man realized that he had lost his words, and said, "Oops, curse... It's just a curse, and it's not a big deal. ”

After a duel, the battle of the canyon was completely wiped out, is it related to the curse? What is the origin of the whip of Mother Tianxiao'er? Lian Du couldn't help but feel full of sorrow, and even felt that the surrounding wind was slaughtering, and the gloomy atmosphere was grim.

In the wilderness, the ghost's crying whimper, getting closer and louder.

Lian Duan looked around, and suddenly found that there was a figure standing not far away, the man was wearing a cloak and raising his arms and walking quickly. At this time, the strange old man beside him was gone.

Lian Duel shouted at the figure from afar: "Strange old man, it's boring for you to pretend to be a ghost again!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind Lianduan, and the strange old man jumped on the dead tree again at some point, lowered his hand to cover Lianduan's mouth, and whispered a warning: "Little hairy head! You want to kill us! That's a real human corpse!"

Lianduel was stuffed by the old man, and when the old man let go, Lianduel looked into the distance, in the deep night, rows of black shadows appeared in the dark, and on everyone's head, a pair of green and shining pupils flashed, and there were thousands of black shadows, which were coming in the voice!

The soles of Lian Duel's feet were empty, and he had been lifted up by the strange old man on a dead tree, and a brittle and thin dry branch could bear the weight of the two of them, which was incredible.

Lian Du stepped on it with his foot, and I don't know what tricks the old man used, so that the dead branches were like walking on the ground. The strange old man shouted: "It's over, it's over, so many corpses!"

Even the duel saw the human corpses and black crows rushing in, like the tide under the night sky, worshipping terror. Thinking about it, this strange old man seems to have two brushes, how could he be afraid of being like this?

The strange old man was so anxious that his face was full of sorrow, and he circled around the branches, and said to himself: "There are so many corpses, if you don't say anything, you have to kill them for half a night, so it will be delayed for too long!"

Lian Jue heard the meaning of the strange old man's words, as if he was in a hurry because of something important, and hurriedly asked, "Are you in a hurry? Let's run away!"

The strange old man snorted: "Run? You haven't learned how to resist the soul, and you can outrun a human corpse on two legs?

Seeing that the old man looked like he was out of his mind, he even doubted: "Someone is chasing and killing you?

"I'm not afraid of him!" the strange old man was full of panic, and he still yelled stiffly: "If I don't fight him, I won't lose to that old thing!"

Lian Du was surrounded by the old man: "You have beaten, are you afraid that he will catch up?"

The strange old man was like an ant in a hot pot, and said anxiously: "Why do you have so many problems! Why is that old thing still not dead in Shenjiu, it's really sad for me!"

"Shen Jiu!" Lian Duel was like being struck by lightning, but he never thought that the person who this strange old man was hiding was the old man of Shen Jiuge.

"What's so shocking about the name?" the strange old man stared at the duel in confusion.

"Oh, it's rare, what are you doing hiding from Shen Jiu?" asked Lian Duel tentatively. Lian Du had promised the elder of the Nine Pavilions not to mention him to anyone, but the nine gods had already entered the tomb, and the only one attached to the Nine Monuments was the Yuan Shen, so how could he hunt down and kill this strange old man? Perhaps what the strange old man said was just a duplicate name.

The strange old man danced with his hands and shouted impatiently: "Oh, my little ancestor! Why do you have so many problems? Now get out of here quickly, if you are chased by that old thing of Shenjiu, I won't be able to control you!"

Lian Duel looked at the human corpse like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the siege on all sides was getting closer and closer, once there was a conflict with the human corpse, even if there was a strange old man with high attainments to help, he couldn't bargain for anything. Lian Duel had an idea and said, "I have an idea, I can avoid them!"

The strange old man was skeptical: "Do you have any good ideas?

After thinking about it, "Strange Tales of the Hanging River" once recorded - "The Hanging River leads to the inland to the west, the red land is thousands of miles, the grass is cold and smoky, there are many hairy monsters and strange beasts, accompanied by terrifying sounds." Human corpses, Ru Mao drinks blood, smashes bones and sucks marrow, but it is afraid of light and fire, so it is out of the day and night. The human corpse is the corpse poison Gu worm applied by Bai Qiuhuan, the elder of the Yan Demon Clan, and the people of Hangchuan were changed, and the corpse changed after the human corpse killed the person, and the human corpse was spread to hundreds, hundreds and thousands, and the human corpses were flooded. ”

Lian Du said: "Human corpses are afraid of light and fire, and they come out at night, so we will take advantage of this to drive them away!"

The strange old man didn't care: "What other good idea should I have, so many corpses, how much fire do you have to use?

Lian Du smiled: "It's just to deceive them, although they have a terrifying appearance, they are just a group of monsters that don't distinguish between grains." ”

As he spoke, Lian Du jumped off the dead tree, ran to the pile of rubble, picked a bunch of grass velvet and placed it on the side of the stone, picked up a piece of gravel, and smashed it into the boulder. The stones collided, and sparks burst out, and clusters of flames burst from the grass velvet.

The strange old man also jumped down and sneered: "It turns out that you have made this famous hall, and you are not troublesome!"

The strange old man's palm condensed, and he waved it at the pile of dry grass, and a flame soared a foot high. The strange old man looked at Lian Duan proudly: "How is it?"

Lian Du has practiced the Xuanbing Technique since he was a child, and he can only control the ice attribute, and he was immediately impressed by this old man, and said with a smile: "Strange old man, you are not bad!"

The strange old man was overjoyed: "Of course I'm amazing, what's next?"

Lian Jue smiled: "It's up to me next!"

Lian Duel held the long whip in his hand, and with a vigorous swing, the whip formed a weak wall of ice in the fire. Since waking up in the Dementor Cave, Lian Duel has felt that his cultivation is close to the Four Realms of Xuanbing, but fortunately, he has reviewed the exercises of the Six Realms earlier, so he can also condense the ice with vapor with all his might!

At this time, thousands of corpses were already approaching, and the terrifying wails were heartbreaking, seeing the corpses hugging under the ice wall, they cheered themselves up and said: "Without the soul silver sword, success or failure depends on this!"

Lian Duel was only separated by a wall from many human corpses, and the corpses covered in rotten flesh were even more terrifying when they were reflected by the ice wall.

The palm of the duel slammed into the ice wall with a single blow, freeing up a powerful wave of impulse, and the solid ice wall that was one person high was shattered by a palm!

The raging flames at the top of the ice wall were pulled by the impulsive air waves, like sparks burning at the black corpses. The tattered strips of cloth on the human corpse burned when it caught fire, the stench of burnt flesh permeated the wilderness, and the human corpse let out a hideous wail, and retreated like a headless fly!

Lian Du clapped his hands with satisfaction and said to the strange old man: "Strange old man, how is it?

The strange old man had a rare solemnity on his face, and muttered, "Little ghost, you, something is wrong with you!"