Zhang Zhang couldn't remember how long he had been running wildly.

He obviously followed He Xiyun's instructions and stayed in a small courtyard peacefully in case of emergency, while Chang Ming and the others went to Wanlian Buddha Land through the array. Before leaving, Xu Jingxian also sent him a **** with disabled legs. The **** didn't talk to him, and he didn't do anything all day long. , I don't know what I'm tinkering with.

The chapters are extremely boring, I have to calm down and think about what I have learned in the past, and I have gained something by meditating all day long.

But he never thought that the change did not originate from Changming and the ghost king, but from Youdu.

Overnight, the situation changed suddenly, monsters raged, and gods and ghosts mourned.

Lonely souls and wild ghosts come out in droves, whistling and hovering over Youdu, forming a huge black flame, and scatter everywhere with grinning grinning, killing wantonly and doing whatever they want. On the body, use human skin to swagger through the market, and then hunt the next victim.

Crying can be heard all over the city, chapters are in a trance, and there is an illusion that he came from the world to purgatory.

The small courtyard was protected by a formation barrier at first, and it was considered safe. Later, those evil spirits somehow tore through the barrier and broke in. The monk's breath made them smell delicious, and rushed in one after another, trying to tear the two into pieces.

Fang Suihan, the cripple, was injured when he met the blood sect, and his fighting strength was halved, basically equal to ordinary people, leaving Zhang Zhang alone to fight alone.

His cultivation level is still enough on weekdays, but when faced with one enemy with a hundred or few enemies, especially when the black flame-like evil spirits are still coming in a steady stream, the chapter will be a little weak, and he has to delay. Follow the lame step back step by step.

After trying their best to escape from the house, the two rushed out of the city in a hurry, but before they left the city, they were surrounded by more evil spirits, attacking back and forth, unable to escape even if they wanted to.

The only chance of survival is to resist desperately and fight a **** path.

He complained countless times that the **** was useless, swearing endlessly, and the **** asked him to drop him, but in the end Zhang Zhang didn't leave him behind. He convinced himself that it was because he was afraid that Xu Jingxian and others would come back and see the **** died, so they wanted to find him Settle the score, he doesn't want to offend those people.

"I can't run anymore!" Fang Suihan said.

His foot injury has not healed, and he couldn't even walk a few days ago, but he got better recently. Xu Jingxian took him for the sake of those life-saving pills, and wanted to squeeze some more benefits from Fang Suihan. He never thought that Tangtang would be so addicted to alchemy to the point of ruining his cultivation after seeing the Blood Sect Master Guanhai Peak. No wonder he almost died the day he saw the blood sect's surprise change.

"I can't carry you on my back! I have to run if I can't run!" Zhang Zhang swung his sword to kill an evil spirit, and when he looked back, he was a little bit broken.

"If you die, you will die. There is a scar as big as a bowl, and he will be a good man in eighteen years!" Fang Suihan smashed the jar, his face was pale, he was half paralyzed on the ground, he breathed more air than he breathed in, and there was no need for evil spirits to pounce on him. Come up, he's dying too.

From far away, violent fluctuations of spiritual power came to them, and the ground trembled slightly, as if someone was fighting.

If you have fighting skills, it means that there is a difference between the enemy and the enemy, and you may still be an ally you can rely on!

Zhang Zhang's eyes lit up, and his desire to survive rose sharply. Looking back at Fang Suihan, he gritted his teeth and looked dead.

"I'll carry you, come up quickly!"

When Fang Suihan lingered on his back, the two of them slayed demons and demons all the way, half running and half desperately running to the open space in front of the imperial city, and saw black flames covering the sky and covering the sky of the imperial city , there was blood in the dark, almost like crushing the imperial city.

Under the black clouds, Xu Jingxian, He Qingmo, Ghost King and others were all there, as well as scattered cultivators with strange faces, and some ordinary people who had escaped by chance and rushed to seek refuge after hearing the news, surrounded by thousands of evil spirits. They are eager to tear a rift.

Zhang Zhang and Fang Suihan were dumbfounded.

They feel that they didn't come here to be saved, but they came and threw themselves into the trap.

The black flame behind him came fiercely, and merged with the evil spirit in front again, and the two merged together, treating the two of them as dessert before the meal, opening their mouths to devour them!

"The purple energy comes from the east, and the sword will kill evil!"

Zhang Zhang let out a loud shout, and the sword light suddenly flourished, blocking in front of the two of them, in danger, and maintaining in front of them.

This is the high-level swordsmanship of our school. He hasn't practiced it yet. He has memorized a lot on weekdays, and he dare not try it. Now that his life is threatened, he really doesn't care so much. What a success.

Before he could be happy for a moment, the sword light flickered, as if swinging between Heiyan and the master's order. After a while, the sword turned around and shot towards them!

Zhang Zhang's complexion changed drastically, he picked up Fang Suihan and ran towards Xu Jingxian and the others.

"Help!!"

Although Linghuyou is the king of ghosts, but this title is only because he is the best ghost cultivator and can control ghosts for thousands of miles. Ordinary ghosts will bow their heads and submit to him when they see him. above the spirit.

Right now, Heiyan is powerful and aggressive, and he is going to devour all of them here, completely turning Youdu into a ghost domain. Under such coercion, it is difficult for Linghuyou to play the advantage of the ghost king. Even the ghosts that were subdued in the past showed faint signs of devouring the Lord. In other words, less than one-tenth of the huge power that could be achieved by controlling ghosts in the past is now less than one-tenth, and even began to appear at a disadvantage.

The Ghost Banner in the Ghost King's hand fluttered, and the evil spirits inside echoed the outside, ready to move, and leaped out from the banner with a whimper, but instead of rushing towards Linghuyou, they came to bite Linghuyou!

He waved his sleeves and chopped it off. Under the vigor, the evil spirits wailed and shattered, but more rushed forward. They suddenly discovered that ghost cultivators like Linghuyou were the fattest prey for evil spirits. Even the chances of living are inferior.

Linghu suddenly became the target of public criticism.

There were people and monks constantly staying away from him subconsciously, so as not to be affected. Linghuyou's face was pale and stern, as if he didn't realize it. Falling, regards killing as a habit.

For many years, he has been living in the dark, never had the luxury of light, and did not need light.

One road, one person walking, is enough.

The sleeve of the robe was bitten by sporadic black flames, and it made an inch of it, trying to wrap up his clothes, and then lick the body under the clothes!

The next moment, Hei Yan was chopped off by Jian Guang, and one person slammed into his back hard, pushing Linghu You forward.

"Don't be distracted, you kill the front and I'm behind!"

He Qingmo's voice came, exasperated and hoarse.

The whole night of fighting has already exhausted his strength, and everyone including him is supported by a single strength.

But Linghuyou didn't expect that He Qingmo would come to save him at this time.

"you…"

"What are you, we won't live long if you die, so concentrate!"

While speaking, He Qingmo swung his sword and cut down several evil spirits.

After Linghuyou became a ghost cultivator, he hadn't experienced the feeling of temperature for a long time. Everything he touched was cold, even food from the human world, no matter how hot it was, was still ice-cold in his mouth.

Only at this moment, he could feel a faint heat on his back.

It is a long-lost, nostalgic temperature.

…

Yun Weisi suddenly remembered something.

Before Shengjue was killed by him, before he died, he fell off the cliff and was pierced by ice to death, but his face showed no panic, and he even cast a meaningful look at him.

Yun Weisi also thought about what the other party's eyes meant.

But now he knew the answer.

Shengjue risked his life as a bet and planted a restriction on him.

Normally, he would not notice this restriction, and it would not have any effect on his cultivation, but when his devilish heart was touched, the restriction would deepen the devilish heart and lure him into becoming a devil completely.

Perhaps from the moment he entered Jiuzhongyuan, wrestled with demons day and night, and was absorbed by demon energy, this ending was already doomed.

This is exactly the result the enemy wants to see. One move has come to this day, and he finally started to play his due role.

But now Yun Weisi doesn't care anymore.

Whether it is becoming a demon or cultivating the Tao, if you can't do what you want, what good is it?

His heart was calm, he crushed the still beating heart in his palm, and then stretched out his hand towards Jiufang Changming.

"Give me Zhou Ke's soul."