"What is this!?"/p>

When the sky was completely occupied by black clouds, it was as slender as a snake, and the human facial features appeared faintly on its head, it fell like rain. I don’t know whether it was their howling when they flew or the real ghosts cried. The unstoppable whimpering sound made Zhan Jianfeng feel his scalp numb, "Don’t let them get close!" he shouted.

There are many ghost cultivators hiding in Fengshui. After ten years of war, everyone is prepared to restrain things. For a moment, everything is righteous and Buddha light and Brahma singing. Fire and light are even more common. They are really said to show their magical powers. But unexpectedly, those black soul silks are huge in the sky. After falling down, they fight. Everyone realizes that they are very fragile. They can burn large pieces and turn into bits of ashes by using ignition techniques. And they are so thin like an umbrella cover. They use their milk to hit the empty space. Not only is they wasted spiritual power, but they are worth it. Many people grit their teeth and feel very painful.

‘Sher…’

Zhan Jianfeng's birth is related to thunder and lightning. He is born to restrain such negative things. He picks up the second-level thunder net talisman and protects his body several feet tightly. Most of the soul threads fall into the water and disappear. When they fall into the ground, they quickly pierce the tail into the soil, raise their heads, swaying lightly in the wind like a small grass, and some float in the air sparsely, which seems not to be very threatening.

"What should I do?" Bao Er and others all rose up in the air, not daring to hit the ground or enter the water, and tightly tied around Zhan Jianfeng with their swords. "Look!" Xue Xiaozhao pointed to the few corpses floating on the river and exclaimed. Looking over, it was the monks who were safer when they were about to start the war. They wanted to find the cheap ones to die under such a weak attack. The title of rookie is worthy of their name.

"Stop worrying, go!"

Zhan Jianfeng, thunderbolt, chased the wind and stabbed the soul silks on the way, and saw scattered corpses falling from time to time on the way. Bao Er suggested collecting the things that could be used in the storage bags of these people in case of emergency. In this situation of distress, this behavior is subject to military law, as long as the other party's inheritance and personal belongings are not moved.

"Um?"

Zhan Jianfeng was thinking about it, but suddenly stopped escaping light and turned his head to look back, "I just seemed to see a corpse moving..."

"Isn't dead? Or is it a corpse?" Xue Xiaozhao leaned tighter behind him.

Zhan Jianfeng did not answer, and flew backwards and brought the group to the near the dark corpse, "Don't come over." He stepped forward alone, a tall male cultivator lay on his back, with many dark green patches spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye. After he slowly circled around, he stretched out his flying sword in his hand, held his breath and calmed down, and used the tip of the sword to lift the collar of the corpse on the ground. Sure enough, a small tuft of green fluff was found between his neck, and then green hair was also found on the back of the corpse's hands, which was also spreading rapidly.

"It's a corpse transformation, like a green-haired zombie, but the transformation process is too fast..."

Zhan Jianfeng landed the tip of the sword on the edge of the corpse and slowly stabbed it half an inch. "Woooo". The corpse's throat immediately made an inhuman sob, and his eyelids trembled continuously, as if he would wake up at any time. He hesitated for a moment, and finally took back the flying sword, "It seems that we underestimated the soul thread. From now on, be careful no matter what dead objects are encountered on the road." After giving in, he had to continue rushing.

"Why don't you take his life?" Xue Xiaozhao asked.

"He has no life..." Zhan Jianfeng shook his head and sighed: "He is a foreigner in a foreign land, and things hurt his kind."

"Storage bag..." Bao Er reminded.

Zhan Jianfeng did not act like a flying sword, and took the storage bag on the body of the corpse, picked out the spirit stones and elixirs and talismans he knew and handed them to Bao Er. He also recorded the name, home, and hometown engraved on the other party's token, and threw it back to the half-transformed green-haired zombie, "Hurry up! At the speed of the corpse transformation, the people who fell dead in front may have been converted!"

The group of people accelerated to leave, and did not let go of any supplies they could use, but they did not collect much. There were many people who fled along the river, and some people must have thought of this before.

The staggering zombies began to catch their eyes in groups of three or three, most of them climbed ashore from the river, and their clothes were wet and dripping water downwards.

After repeated struggles, the spiritual power of the Qi training cultivator was not enough to maintain a long flight, and it was not a long-term solution to replenish the Qi return pills. It was almost overwhelmed when dawn was approaching. The dark clouds reappeared, and the drizzling rain flowers fell again. With the threat of the terrifying soul silk covered by the rain curtain, the threatening doubled the formation and camped for rest, which became a last resort.

"If it's normal, I should choose a secret place to set up a illusion array, but the threat now mainly comes from corpses and ghosts. If I can't get out, I will mainly rely on the rescue of the Dazhou Academy. So I decided to find a high peak and then use the main defense formation. How about it?" He first solicited opinions from everyone.

"Then you have to stay away from the river..." a man reminded him.

"The situation by the river will only be worse, you see..."

Zhan Jianfeng pointed to the river surface, and a strange fish, several feet long, was parading on the river surface. Almost half of the scales fell, and the wound was wrapped in thick black gas. The fish's eyes were deep and there was a green light flashing inside, which was obviously transformed.

"hiss……"

The water has undoubtedly become a world of ghosts. Everyone thought that they had just swam through it, so they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

No one had any objections anymore. He left the Fengshui River and went to a mountain far away in the rain. When he got closer, he was surprised to find that someone had set up a formation there. In this dangerous and bleak dark world with lewd rain, the defensive cover emitting a faint yellow light was like a warm little sun, which shocked the spirit.

"Very good!"

Everyone, including Zhan Jianfeng, was happy. "Fellow Taoists inside, we are all guards in the West Guards. We ask for a rest for a while, and then we will leave..." Bao Er stepped forward and reported loudly, and then called a letter to go in.

Before the people set up a formation to welcome the guests, they heard a "bang" sound from the other end of the defensive cover. Bao Er lay on it and looked in and met a group of indigo gray zombies. It turned out that all the people inside had been transformed, and it should have happened after the formation. They were not smart enough to use the formation token and were locked up by themselves during their lifetime. They smelled the smell of flesh outside and were struggling to hit the defensive cover from the inside, and were still bruising all over their bodies. One of the zombies and Bao Er faced each other through the thin defensive cover, but they were just a few feet away. He stretched out his dark red tongue and licked his lower lips unconsciously, looking like he was waiting to have a feast.

"Disgusting!" Bao Er spat on the ground, about to curse, "Tong!" The zombie stepped forward and hit her, and it turned out to be a mutant with infinite strength. The nearby ground shook, and the defense cover at the impact suddenly had a spider-web-like crack.

"Run! Quick!"

Zhan Jianfeng pulled Bao Er back to his side and led everyone to escape quickly.

Soon, the formation shattered and more than ten zombies rushed out. They could not find the tracks of people who had already escaped, so they had to stagger around in groups.

"No..."

Although they ran away in time, everyone had already squeezed out their potential. Many old subordinates looked pale and some shouted: "I can't do it anymore. If I fly down, I will start to consume the origin!"

Zhan Jianfeng held him up with one arm, closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and felt safe, so he pressed the escape light. This time he had no choice. He found a small mound with a high point of terrain, carefully cleaned the ground in the air with a thunder net talisman, and then set up a temporary small illusion array, and then allowed everyone to set up a defensive formation outside the illusion array.

"Damn it! Be careful in heaven!"

After one wave was settled, the formation was halfway through, and the subordinates in charge of the sentry suddenly shouted loudly. A black shadow broke through the sky with his fingers. It was hard to see what it was, but the two yin fire and green lights on the head showed that the visitor was definitely not a good person.

"call……"

The opponent's speed was extremely fast and his height was constantly decreasing. He was obviously rushing here. He couldn't escape. Zhan Jianfeng's legs were not enough to stand jail. Behind him, he appeared the phantom of his natal [Pili Chasing Lightsword], and he used [Pili Chasing Wind Thorn], raised his hand and pinched the sword technique to point at the black shadow, slowly adjusted his breathing, and tried to eliminate all distracting thoughts, forgetting both the things.

As we get closer and closer, it turns out to be a second-level [Broad-horned eagle], or [Broad-horned ghost eagle]. This head has wide bone horns, which is extremely ferocious. The birds that are usually used by monks as companions are almost boneless. Now there are almost only bones left. The green yin fire burned in the skull and the black air clouds wrapped around it, allowing it to still soar in the sky.

Nearly several feet, you can see the long and hard beak of the ghost eagle, "Qi!" He saw the opportunity and used his talent [one finger thunder]. The thunder chasing wind thorn instantly turned into lightning, penetrated through the ghost eagle's empty eye sockets. "Shih", the sword entered the skull, and the lightning was made. The ghost eagle struggled in the air for several times, fell down one end, and died, and happened to hit the defensive formation that had only half formed, and the wind around him ran around, unable to distinguish "life and death".

The nearby soul silk seemed to sense something, and slowly floated towards the place where the ghost sculpture fell.

"The array equipment was destroyed." Bao Er said slowly.

In fact, even if it was not destroyed, the ghost eagle could no longer set up its formation calmly. Its bones were wrapped in the wind, and everyone could only cut off some bone chips. The soul silks from all directions seemed to be a big supplement, and gradually showed a tendency to recover. Not only that, there seemed to be some special connection between these ghosts. Two ghost birds rushed over in the sky, and at least nearly a hundred zombies shook their feet and showed up, heading straight for this place, with speed getting faster and faster.

The vast earth and the vast rainy night have become a territory that ghosts are tired of, and creatures can only tremble for it.

It is definitely useless to hide in the small fantasy array. The experience of zombies in the array is a lesson from the past.

Now, no matter how many life and death experienced, no matter how strong the monks were, they could only be discouraged. The small team suddenly fell into silence, and no one responded to the dangers around them. "Jianfeng, go quickly!" Xue Xiaozhao cried and broke the silence, "You can't be dragged by us. If you walk alone, you will definitely escape!"

"Yes! Boss, go quickly! We are a bad life, and we will die if we die. We can help you to delay them for a while!" Bao Er and others also persuaded in unison.

"Stop talking about these things, I won't leave you behind!"

Zhan Jianfeng was also a little at a loss. He was moved by the way everyone was so moved that he cheered up. "Don't give up a slight opportunity!" He looked up and estimated the time when the ghost birds in the sky arrived, and then looked at the zombie group that was still a distance away. "Since there is no way to heaven and no way to the ground, then we will go into the water!"

"But..." Bao Er subconsciously wanted to say that the water was even more dangerous, but thinking about it on the other hand, now that he can only live in death.

Zhan Jianfeng took Xue Xiaozhao and took another hand, dragging his family back to the river.

The rest of the people were consuming their origins and stuffed their breath-returning pills that were no longer effective into their mouths, followed closely behind.

After the last person sank into the water, the two ghost birds circled on the water with the gloomy wind, their claws were slightly dipped in water, and they gave up flying away. The same was true for the zombies. They rushed to the river and took a few rounds and quickly became confused, so they returned to their aimless wandering state.

The crisis in front of us was resolved, and there was another world in the water. Countless zombie fishes of all kinds immediately surrounded everyone. Fortunately, they were all ordinary fish without grade before the transformation. After the transformation, they were a little fierce and had a large number, and there was no big threat.

Those soul silks that fell into the water, and the monks who had been on the same road before were all gone.

The group of people who survived the disaster breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhan Jianfeng fought against the overall situation alone. The thunder and lightning spells were greatly reduced in the water. He took out some talismans from Chu Qin's hometown to support him from his storage bag.

"If you work harder and dive deeper, you will need to rest after all, find a flat river bottom to set up a new formation."

He had to keep reminding his subordinates who were almost exhausted.

"Look!"

Another man shouted, pointing to the bottom of the river, "There is light there!"

‘Look’, ‘Look’, ‘Look’, ‘Look’, there will be no good things whenever someone shouts these words along the way. Zhan Jianfeng’s heart sank and looked along. There was a blood-red light flashing somewhere at the bottom of the river. At first glance, it was quite strange and unknown, but there was another smell of a leader who was good.

"Why are you a little familiar?"

After looking at it for a few more times, Zhan Jianfeng was surprised. After recalling it carefully, he finally suddenly said: "Isn't this the [Compassionate Pudu Sword] that the old man gave to the monk Fa Yin?"
Chapter completed!