Sun Wuxia gasped for breath, and the panic of escaping after the disaster made him speechless.

Half a day ago, he didn't pay attention to Jiufang Changming and the two of them at all, thinking that the other party was just relying on luck to pull out the sword. Life is a dream, but that's all.

The will-o'-the-wisp persevered, scattered and reunited, and quickly formed a heavy pressure, approaching the sword screen.

On the other end, several pairs of eyes flickered in the dark jungle, surrounding and approaching them from all directions.

Those are fox spirits, and it is impossible to count how many there are.

It's not that Sun Wuxia has never seen mountain spirits, but he has never seen such a large-scale haunt of spirits.

How can it be explained if there is no one supporting the organization?

But in such a small town of Hongluo, how could it be worth spending so much effort to deal with it?

Sun Wuxia's mind was in a mess, and the pain from the broken arm was almost numb, which made him unresponsive. Even the fox spirit broke through the sword screen and grabbed him, but he couldn't avoid it on the spot. He could only watch the fox spirit's sharp claws grabbing his forehead , mixed with fierce and murderous wind, as if foreseeing his own death.

A white shadow rushed over and threw the fox spirit down!

The fox spirit let out a sharp and short cry, and tore Bai Ying into pieces with his backhand.

Sun Wuxia took a closer look and found that it was not a person who was torn apart, but a puppet. It looked like paper, but it was alive. I was taken aback.

The puppet blocked a blow for him, and Jiufang Changming immediately landed in front of him, fighting the fox spirit.

Sun Wuxia discovered that his weapon was the nameless sword, and that the nameless sword, which he couldn't pull out by himself, was in Chang Ming's hands. Those fox spirits and dream demons danced wildly, unable to break through the impenetrable sword curtain for a while, and were even scratched by the sword energy, so they had to retreat quickly.

Jiufang Changming's figure, in Sun Wuxia's eyes, suddenly looked like a high mountain that could not be surpassed.

Why?

Even an unknown casual cultivator who was born out of nowhere can casually surpass me, so what is the point of my practice for so many years?

Clutching his empty arms, Sun Wuxia was at a loss.

But the current situation did not allow him to be distracted, Sun Wuxia was quickly picked up by Jiang Li and dragged back forcibly.

"Go back to the town first!" Chi Bijiang said anxiously.

Hongluo Town is protected by a formation, and the boundary between the inside and outside of the formation cannot be seen with the naked eye, so ordinary people don't know it, but monks can perceive it.

Be it Chi Bijiang or Jiufang Changming, after they came to Hongluo Town, they could faintly feel that there was a formation guarding the town.

"I set up the formation, but for some reason recently, the formation has been torn apart everywhere, and the reason has not been found yet!"

Jiang Li panted slightly. He had expended too much energy to kill the will-o'-the-wisp just now, and now his face turned pale.

Chi Bijiang walked up to him without making a sound, and quietly handed out a handkerchief, Jiang Li was not polite, took it as a thank you, and used it to wipe his sweaty, sticky and snowy forehead.

In the dark, the sound of the wind was slightly quieter, but the snow was still blowing, and everyone was covered in frost. Yun Weisi helped Chang Ming brush off the snow from his shoulders, but no one paid attention to the small gap between Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li. interactive.

Jiang Li's face was ugly, not because he was too exhausted just now, but because he had a flash of inspiration when he was speaking, and he discovered the problem by the way.

Everyone has their own origins in how to set up formations, and it is inevitable that they are influenced by the sect they belong to. Jiang Li mainly focuses on sword cultivation, and Master Luomei did not teach him how to set up formations on weekdays. Self-taught from the classics of formations, such as the Nine Spirits He Formation he set up in Hongluo Town.

According to the records in that book, this formation was created by Yu Jinqian, the second generation suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong. The nine spirits were taken from nine natural or man-made objects, namely stone, water, tree, soil, tile, snow, Jade, gold, and lanterns are different from the general five elements that restrain each other. Few people use snow and tiles to enter the battle, because snow will melt, and roof tiles are very common things for ordinary people. Seeing this formation, one has the feeling of breaking through the usual limitations, like entering a new world.

But such an unpopular formation has now been opened up. The people who broke the formation seem to know this formation well, and they have expected it. This is exactly the problem.

If it wasn't a disciple of the Wanjian Xianzong, and happened to go to the Tibetan scripture building to see the Jiulinghe formation, how could it be possible to find the formation eyes in such a short period of time and break them one by one?

Could it really be Yao Wangnian?

After so many years, if he really didn't die, and attracted demons and spirits, turning Hongluo Town into a Shura hell, why? Is it to kill yourself?

Jiang Li couldn't figure it out.

He was both disappointed and nostalgic for this senior brother. Deep down in his heart, he never believed that the other party would become a devil living in the dark. That should not have been the fate of this genius.

Chi Bijiang saw that he was stunned and remained silent, just thinking that he was annoyed that his formation was broken, so he couldn't help but said: "I have some experience in formation, fellow daoist's arrangement is really exquisite, maybe the opponent just happened to hit by mistake It was broken."

Jiang Li shook his head, not knowing how to explain.

Yun Weisi guessed what he was thinking.

"You suspect Yao Wangnian did it?"

"Yes, for the current plan, we can only find out if he is found and confronted face to face."

If there is a defect in the formation, you have to make up for it. Chang Ming has lost his memory now, so he can't help. Jiang Li is not specialized in breaking formations, so he is also a little worried about it. It just so happens that Chi Bijiang claims to be from Vientiane Palace, and he is in the formation formation There was some experience in the meeting, Jiang and Chi discussed it, and the few words made it seem like they met each other later. Chi Bijiang offered to help repair the formation. After a group of people discussed, they decided to part ways.

Right now, these spirits are still afraid and cannot invade on a large scale. A few spirits will kill people in the town and they will be caught soon. Jiang Li and Chi Bijiang are here to repair the gaps in the formation; Looking for the fish that slipped through the net in the town - Catcher Xing said earlier that Lao He suddenly accused Yun Weisi and the others of killing the members of He's caravan. The mind, or do not have the inside story.

As for Sun Wuxia, Chi Bijiang was worried about Princess Changning in the inn, so he asked Sun Wuxia to go back to the inn to rest first, and protect her by Princess Changning by the way.

In the past, Sun Wuxia saw that Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li hit it off, and wished they could be separated, but now he has no arm, and his uncle He Bai died because of saving him. Chi Bijiang didn't hear what he said, he responded indiscriminately and walked towards the inn.

The streets are empty, ghosts are raging recently, **** cases are frequent, everyone hides in the house and dare not come out, dare not even light candles, at a glance, except for a few scattered lanterns under the eaves still shaking and trembling in the cold wind, The doors and windows of many houses are closed, and at first glance they appear to be uninhabited.

Sun Wuxia grabbed the other empty sleeve of his own, and with sloppy steps, he came to the door of the inn instinctively, and vaguely recognized the name under the light of the lantern, he knocked on the door blankly, and there was a commotion inside.

"Who?!" It sounded familiar, like the voice of an inn boy.

"It's me, the resident!" Sun Wuxia said harshly.

It sounds like there are a lot of people inside.

That's right, these days the inn has killed the He's caravan, and the residents can't leave, can't sleep, they just gather in the lobby in twos and threes, chatting about gossip, and there are people around, so they're not too scared anymore .

Everything inside seemed to be hesitating, but Sun Wuxia was very impatient. After knocking on the door a few times, someone finally opened it.

When Sun Wuxia saw the person coming, he was stunned.

"Uncle?"

He Bo's eyes fell on Sun Wuxia's arm, and he was also taken aback.

"What's the matter with you, you haven't heard from me for a day, your arm?!"

He pulled Sun Wuxia in, pinching his sleeves in grief.

"Who did it!"

"It's a fox spirit. I went out with Fellow Daoist Chi. We met a fox spirit in the mountains..." Sun Wuxia was still in a daze.

The uncle is not dead, so who is the uncle they met in the mountains?

Could it be that they were tricked by the fox spirit's illusion?

He Bo said sadly: "You are like this, how can I explain to your master when I go back, and how can you go to the Qianlin Association?"

"I..." Sun Wuxia opened his mouth and found that his voice was extremely dry, "I don't know..."

Before he came out, he was ambitious and wanted to become famous in one fell swoop at the Qianlin Conference, but after entering the Jianghu, he found that he was very narrow-minded before. Not only the unknown people like Jiufang Changming could give him power, but he was helpless in the face of foxes and monsters.

"Uncle, how about we go back tomorrow!" He smiled bitterly, with a sad corner of his mouth.

He Bo frowned and said: "How can a man retreat because of a small setback? Even if you lose an arm, you are still the most valued disciple of senior brother. Let's go, go back and rest first, and let's talk about your name if you have anything to do!"

Sun Wuxia let him drag her in, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how many thoughts passed through.

Until a few dog barks brought his mind back suddenly.

The petite dog jumped onto the table at some point, jumped from table to table, knocked over many plates of peanuts, and barked at Sun Wuxia desperately. Although the barking was not deterrent, the chaos it created Enough to catch everyone off guard.

"Where is the dog!"

"Catch him!"

Sun Wuxia looked at the black dog jumping around in the range of sight. Not only could others not catch it, but they were also tripped by the chaos it caused, and the ping-bell-pong rang a large area. His dazed mind was beaten like this Break, seems to be awake a little bit.

Why is the hand holding his wrist so cold and thin?

Thin as if, some kind of animal's paw, not a human hand.

This realization made Sun Wuxia shudder, his head seemed to be heavily pressed by something.

Gouzi jumped directly on top of his head to show off his power while he was in a trance!

It's okay for the little casual cultivator to look down on him, even his dog looks down on him!

Sun Wuxia was furious, and directly broke away from He Bo's hand, and hit the top of the head, Gouzi dodged nimbly, and rushed to He Bo again.

Then Sun Wuxia saw a terrifying scene.

His uncle unexpectedly rushed towards the dog, subconsciously revealing a ferocious face, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like a fox.

…fox? !

Sun Wuxia seemed to wake up suddenly. He took a closer look and saw that He Bo had turned into a fox face, but his body was still human. There were screams all around. Many people shouted monsters and ran away. , Can't cast a shadow in the candlelight.

The fox spirit grabbed Sun Wuxia's face, but Sun Wuxia couldn't dodge it in time, his body without arms was out of balance, and he was about to fall backwards. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black dog squatting on the table next to him, looking like he was watching the excitement What a big deal.

But Sun Wuxia did not fall.

Someone stopped him and pulled him back, and the sword light flashed in his sight, like a meteor from the sky, and immediately landed on the fox's neck. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he wanted to run, but his retreat was blocked by another person.

It's Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi!

For some reason, Sun Wuxia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and sat heavily on the ground panting.

The hall was in chaos, all the candles were extinguished, and the screams of the fox spirit and dream demon rang out from time to time, mixed with the shouts of many people. It was impossible to tell who was in it and who was wearing it. A monster with human skin.

Jiufang Changming simply closed the door and beat the dog. He and Yun Weisi blocked all escape routes one after the other, even though humans, demons, spirits and monsters couldn't get out, they could only be trapped in the hall where they couldn't see their fingers.

People were panicking, and ghosts were no exception. Soon there were a few pairs of red eyes flashing in the darkness. It was the fox spirit who wanted to repeat the old trick and confuse them with illusions.

Almost at the same time, Chang Ming waved his sword finger, and Yun Weisi shot directly!

There were shrill screams in the darkness, two or three ups and downs in succession, and everyone could only smell the smell of blood quickly passing through their noses and spreading around.

After the chaos, there was an eerie calm. No one dared to make a sound, but heavy breathing could be heard everywhere.

"Quick! Light the candle!"

I don't know who screamed first, someone tremblingly fumbled for the fire scythe, sparked out, and then lit all the candles one after another.

Many people helped pass the candle light, and after an unknown amount of time, the first floor of the inn was finally brightened.

Two foxes were lying on the ground, already dead, and one was half leaning against a corner, it couldn't move anymore, it was dying, and it was the last breath left.

After fear, people became angry. Someone wanted to go forward and kill the last fox, but was stopped by Chang Ming. He purposely kept alive just to get other information from this fox spirit.

"Who in Hongluo Town is cooperating with you to make you wantonly attack and kill?" Yun Weisi pressed.

The fox didn't speak, and there was a mocking look in his eyes.

Chang Ming said: "If you are willing to confess, we will spare your life."

"You let me go, just to use me as a bait to catch us all. Do you think I will say it?"

The fox spit out human words, its tone was very weird, and even that face looked weird and gloomy.

"If you don't kill me, I can kill myself."

While it was talking, it even laughed strangely twice, and quickly stabbed its own abdomen with its claws, before even Yun Weisi had time to stop, the blood had already splashed on their faces.

Chang Ming bowed his head, the back of his hand spattered by the fox blood was in a burning pain, and even the suppressed fox poison seemed to be active again, he didn't care about the pain of the wound, instead he had a subtle feeling, and a Fantastic idea.

"I have an idea." Chang Ming said suddenly.

"No." Before he could say it, Yun Weisi categorically rejected it.

Chang Ming couldn't help laughing: "Brother, do you know what I want to say?"

Gou Zi leaped onto his shoulder, grinning at Yun Wei Si.

Master, your big-headed ghost brother, if you are called a senior brother again, your life will be shortened by one year!