"Uncle Li, let's retreat like this? What a great opportunity to make money. ”

The middle-aged man with a broken arm took a teenager and staggered along, the young man muttered behind him, turning back step by step, with a reluctant face.

"If you are so greedy at a young age, you are not afraid that you will have money to take and die to spend it? Boy, remember that money is inexhaustible, and you must be in awe of the strong. ”

The middle-aged man with a broken arm scolded, his face showed a trace of fear, he looked into the distance, and said in a low voice: "That kind of momentum is too strong, full of evil, it is by no means owned by ordinary martial arts sects, and it may even be a strong martial monarch, our strength.... If you can't earn anything, you will move forward rashly, and the blessings and disasters are unpredictable, so it is better to retreat. When I'm my age, you'll know, people, you have to spare your life! ”

"Martial Monarch?"

There was a hint of longing in the young man's eyes, "When I can cultivate to Wujun, I will be able to avenge you, Uncle Li." ”

"You don't need to avenge my revenge, you take care of yourself, even if you are worthy of me."

The man with the broken arm frowned, feeling the terrifying momentum getting closer and closer behind him, and urged: "Hurry up!" ”

"Look, those two fools, this will actually go out, but someone outside has come out with a high price of three hundred crystals of ghost core, it seems that they are destined to not make this kind of money."

"A handicapped, what else can you expect him to catch the Black Blood Ghost? I can't be eaten by a ghost. Hurry up, maybe we can catch a few that slip through the net, and we will have money to spend in this little half a year. ”

Someone laughed and quickly walked away.

The young man's face turned red, and he clenched his fists, making a gesture to go up to theorize.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm pressed his shoulder and patted him gently, "Let's go!" ”

When there was no one, the young man said angrily: "Uncle Li, what are they talking about you, how can you let them go?" When I get stronger, I'm going to beat them up. ”

This place has reached the outside of the Black Corpse Mountain Range, Li Xingliang looked at his hanging half sleeve, and said slowly: "Uncle Li was so brave and ruthless when he was young, and this arm was broken by life. Xiaolu, your talent is good, maybe one day you can cultivate to the martial spirit, but it will be difficult to go up. The strong man of the Martial Sect is a big man like us who can't reach the people below, not to mention the Martial Monarch realm above the Martial Sect, which is unthinkable. When you encounter this kind of strong person, you have to run ...... as soon as possible."

Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips, "I don't believe it!" ....”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the distance.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xiaofeng stood on tiptoe and looked.

In the distance, there was a rush of people.

"Run, run!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! If you don't get out of the way, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

"Oh my God, it's terrible, it's terrible, Mom, save me, save me!"

The terrible and tragic sound came and went, and the entire Black Corpse Mountain Range was like purgatory, and a blood shadow roared through, and anyone who was passed through was instantly sucked dry, and the blood and flesh were completely dried up, and the appearance was unimaginably miserable.

Poof!

Poof!

The corpse-like figure fell like a rice harvest, its pupils bulging, and its face was still frightened, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

Fear is contagious, and those who come after it rush to run for their lives, flee for their roads, and trample countless times.

The blood shadow chased and killed, and the comer did not refuse, and chased it all the way to the outside of the Black Corpse Mountain Range.

As if he was worried about something, the blood shadow slowly receded.

The people who were lucky enough to escape fell to their knees, wailing and crying one by one, their relatives, companions, and teachers

Lu Xiaofeng watched as the blood shadow harvested life on the periphery of the Black Corpse Mountain Range, and one by one the living bodies fell to the ground and died in the blink of an eye, and there were even passers-by who were laughing at them just now, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into a pile of dry bones.

"That's... What is that? ”

He trembled and trembled, for the first time in his life he knew what awe meant, it was simply terrible, killing people was as simple as mowing the grass, is this the strength of the strong?

Li Xingliang's eyes showed fear, his eyes were blank, he remembered the night he experienced, the terrifying scene he saw in the cave, countless pictures flashed through his head, dragging him back to the abyss of despair, "That monster.... He was born! ”

Cough.... Ahem!

As if his throat was choked by thick phlegm, Li Xingliang's face was pale, and the fire of life was dying.

"Uncle Li, what's wrong with you, Uncle Li?"

Lu Xiaofeng noticed the strangeness of the person beside him, looked up, and was startled.

Li Xingliang's body trembled, rolled his eyes, and fell back.

He hugged it, picked it up and ran, "Uncle Li, you hold on, you must resist, I'll go to the doctor to save you." ”

The middle-aged man with the broken arm on his shoulders fled all the way back to the nearest town, tears streaming non-stop.

When he found the doctor, he immediately knelt down and begged, "Doctor, please, you must save him, save him!" ....”

The doctor rolled the middle-aged man's eyelids, shook his head, and sighed, "It's late, he's already ..... He's dead. ”

Gently covering Li Xingliang's eyes, the doctor said: "He was frightened, angry and angry, and he couldn't get a mouthful of phlegm, so he died." You can take it back and bury it. ”

"How so? How so? Not ......"

Lu Xiaofeng withered to the ground, hugged his head and cried.

Feeling despair for the first time when he was so big, he stumbled and hugged the body of the middle-aged man with a broken arm, felt the cold temperature, and walked towards the outside of the town with a numb face.

He was just an orphan, fortunately Uncle Li took him in to grow so big, and now Uncle Li actually died and left him....

"Senior Brother Yang He, it's bad, the blood demons are raging in the Black Corpse Mountain Range, and I heard that tens of thousands of people have died."

A disciple of the South China Sea Sword Sect came over with an ugly face to report the news.

"What? How so? ”

"Oops, there are still so many junior brothers and sisters here, and there are quite a few people in my family who have gone, hurry up!"

In the restaurant, the faces of several young men dressed in white and carrying long swords changed greatly, Huo Ran got up, hurriedly went downstairs, and swept towards the entrance of the village.

When Yang He passed by him, he felt the faint corpse aura on Li Xingliang's body, and asked, "Little brother, are you from the Black Corpse Mountain Range?" Any idea what's going on over there? ”

"Dead, dead, all dead....."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were blank and he muttered.

"Dead of everything?"

Yang He continued to ask.

"Dead, dead, all dead....."

The boy was so depressed that he seemed to say only that.

Yang He was anxious about the safety of his disciples and family members, so he turned around and said, "Senior Brother Li Qi, if you look at this person, I always think that he may know something, I will go with Senior Brother Huayun to take a look." ”

Li Qi nodded, with an unbearable look on his face, "Okay, I'll deal with this matter first, and then bring this kid back." It's also strange to look at pitiful. ”

"I'll see you at home in an hour!"

Yang He let go of Li Qi and accelerated towards the periphery of the Black Corpse Mountain Range with Hua Yun.

There were countless voices of crying and grabbing the ground, and he shouted anxiously, "Is there anyone from the Yang family alive?" Are there any disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect alive? ”

"Senior brother! I'm alive. ”

"Young master, they, they're all dead!"

Someone stumbled up to the place, with a sad and frightened expression on his face.