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In an instant, the formation of the courtyard opened, and three figures flew out of it, it was Wu Ming, Wei Shang, and Ling'er who was dressed as a woman.

"That's ......"

"Oni ......"

"How could the ghost clan come to such a remote Weihuang Mountain, you and I might as well leave......"

“......“

No blame stepped into the air, looking down on the surrounding situation. When the three of them arrived at his side, they couldn't care about the previous festival, and they all looked at each other, all stunned.

I saw a group of black shadows, there were hundreds, all of them looked sluggish, their feet did not touch the ground, and their bodies were erratic, like evil ghosts walking in the day. And most of them hold flying swords, which seem to have cultivation in their bodies, which is even more weird and inexplicable.

"The ghost clan kills the monks, leaves the skin, and refines it, and it becomes a corpse that can be manipulated at will, also known as refining the corpse, similar to the doppelganger, and is not afraid of death, it is extremely difficult to deal with; And the ghost clan refining corpses, mostly choose remote and hidden places, and now they suddenly appear, or unexpectedly, it is not unexpected......"

It was Ling'er who spoke, and she said eagerly-

"The refining corpse of the ghost clan, although it is a walking corpse, and the foundation comes from a monk, it can also be cultivated. And the easiest way to cultivate is to devour the living soul. Hundreds of lives of dozens of families in Weihuang Mountain are in danger......"

"In the refining corpse, there must be a ghost master of the ghost clan......"

"Ling'er, for the sake of your safety, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly......"

As he spoke, hundreds of black shadows had reached hundreds of feet away, but he saw the yin wind howling and the ghost qi raging. Sure enough, there were two old men in black, exuding the power of earth immortals, who were clearly ghost and witch masters of the ghost clan.

At this time, Weihuang Village was still silent, and even the dogs did not dare to make a sound.

Wu Ming and Wei Shang just want to leave. It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. What's more, the ghost clan came suddenly, unpredictable, but there were accidents, and the consequences were unpredictable.

"And Weihuang Village ......"

Ling'er lived here for a while and got along well with the old and young in the village. And when she suddenly encountered a disaster, she walked away, she couldn't bear it, and she was a little relieved.

Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, someone rushed out.

"Wu Ming, Wei Shang, if you want to get out, get out, if you don't get out, let me kill this group of wild ghosts-"

Blameless dropped a snort and dodged forward.

Ling'er hurriedly said: "With him to help, he can solve the danger of Weihuang Village." Two senior brothers, help him—"

Wu Ming looked at Wei Shang and hesitated: "There are many corpses refined, menacing, and there are two masters of the ghost clan among them, you and I are outnumbered, it is not easy to deal with it, how can we save the old and young in the village?"

Wei Shang also shook his head and echoed: "Even if his magical powers are vast, he can't even save the entire Weihuang Village, not to mention that once he uses his magical powers, he will definitely harm the old and young in the village." Ling'er, for your sake, and wait and see how it ......changes."

These two old brothers are not chaotic when encountering problems, and they know what is at stake, and if they are not very sure, they will never act recklessly and have a head-on conflict with the ghost clan.

As said, it is not difficult to kill and refine corpses. The hordes of refining corpses, driven by the masters of the ghost clan, want to win the battle and save the mortals in the village, it is not easy to say.

Ling'er couldn't persuade her, and hurriedly said: "Oh, he ...... alone."

And Wu Zhi knew that Wu Ming and Wei Shang would not obey his orders, how could the situation be critical, and there was no need to think about it, so he went straight to the village under the stone hill alone.

Weihuang Village, although there are only dozens of households, is scattered in all directions, occupying a large hillside of thousands of zhang from east to west and hundreds of zhang from north to south.

Groups of refining corpses, wrapped in wind and snow, stepping on the black mist, forced to the entrance of the village with great momentum. Two of the old men in black are the masters of ghosts and witches, and they are going to drive the corpse refining to start a killing. Suddenly, a figure flew away, and three other people hid in the distance to watch. The two old men were ferocious, and suddenly rose into the air and pinched the magic trick.

You must know that the ghost clan has always been secretive, and once it is broken, either you die or I die. The ghost clan not only holds grudges, but is also fierce and aggressive!

And the figure that escaped was getting closer and closer, and it was a young man, who seemed to be no stranger.

The two old men were slightly stunned, and said in unison: "No blame......"

Although the young man is no longer clothed with hair, and his facial features and fierce posture are not the great enemies of the ghost clan, who else can he be?

The two old men were startled,

But when I saw the wind and snow rolling angrily, the sound of breaking and drinking sounded-

"Take, take—"

Blameless crossed the crowd of refining corpses and rushed straight towards the two old men. And before he got close, his sleeves waved, and more than a hundred sword lights roared away, and he casually offered two "word-grabbing tricks".

The two old men didn't dare to parry, and retreated. Unexpectedly, the strange mana came as a hood, instantly enveloping the two of them, and they couldn't move for a moment, and they couldn't get rid of it.

And the moment the "word snatching" shot, the blameless figure was divided into two, one brandished a purple sword light and slashed down on the head, and the other raised a fiery red sword and slashed angrily in the air.

"Kara, Kara—"

"Bang, bang—"

An old man had no way to dodge, so he could only watch the sword light fall with his eyes. And the purple sword light had just shredded his body-protecting spiritual power, and four sword lights came one after another, smashing his viscera and crushing the Yin God he had escaped again and again. He knew that the catastrophe was inevitable, and he tried his best to use the last power of the Yin God. A transmission note exploded in chaos, turning into a faint light, struggling through the collapsing prohibition, and the flying flesh and blood disappeared into the snow. His sad sigh also went away-

"Alas, Wu Lao, the disciple has lived up to his mission, and finally found that person......"

Blameless is also doing his best, killing the six Yin Gods one after another. There was no old man in mid-air, only flesh and blood swirling with the wind and snow. And the other party still desperately sacrificed the transmission note, which made him unexpected, but he had no time to care, and turned around and rushed to the mountain village.

The moment the other old man's protective spiritual power collapsed, he raised a piece of white bone and angrily counterattacked. Mori Bai's bone staff tugged and whined, followed by ghostly shadows. And the fiery red sword light burst down, splitting his flesh in an instant, followed by a ball of flames, engulfing his Yin God. He was terrified, and he roared in despair—

"Kill ......"

The fire sword devoured the flesh and blood Yin God, and then devoured the faintly flickering ghost. And the old man's bone staff, still with the anger before death, launched the final blow. And the familiar and hateful figure suddenly disappeared......

At the same time, more than 100 refining corpses had rushed to the mountain village and scattered in all directions, and were about to be slaughtered. It just so happened that one after another sword light fell from the sky, as fast as lightning, as fast as a flying arrow, and none of them missed. Who would have expected that in the mountain village shrouded in wind and snow, there were still ghosts and shadows colliding and in danger.

No blame has put away his doppelganger, and rushed down, lest he be too late, and the voice shouted angrily-

"How dare you two stand by and watch, refining corpses is only to build a foundation and cultivate, and you are afraid of the fire of the primordial gods......"

The others were in mid-air, their hands came out together, and at the same time, they urged the flying sword to block it, and turned his fire sword into a flaming dragon, constantly chasing and killing one ghost after another. The refining corpse was pierced by a flying sword, and it was only staggered, even if the head and arm were cut off, the remaining stumps were still frantically rambling, and only the flames were devoured and burned......

Wu Ming, Wei Shang, and Ling'er are still watching from a distance.

The menacing ghost clan masters and many refining corpses were defeated in an instant. That is, in the blink of an eye, two ghost clan masters comparable to the sixth layer of the earth immortal were killed by him. In particular, he drove a hundred flying swords at the same time and controlled them freely. The strength of the divine sense is beyond imagination. Outnumbered, winning or losing reversed. Nothing more than that. The killing is decisive and breathtaking. And he was so desperate to save a group of mortals?

Wu Ming and Wei Shang are still surprised.

Ling'er couldn't bear it anymore, and said hurriedly: "Oh, refining corpses is not an ordinary person, it has its own cultivation as its foundation, and now it is imprisoned by the Yin God and there is no doubt about the dead, how can it be easily killed, what is said without blame is reasonable, and deal with it with the fire of the primordial god!" She didn't wait for the two senior brothers to respond, and rushed down with the sword light.

Wu Ming and Wei Shang changed their eyes, and they didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so they dodged past Ling'er and pounced on the ghosts that collided one after another.

In the blink of an eye, fires erupted. One by one, the corpses could not dodge, and fell in the flames one after another. And with the help of the three masters, Wu Blame showed his might, killing and burning all the remaining refining corpses......

Suddenly, there were no more ghouls in the village, only the scorching stains left by the snow, which were then covered with snowflakes and disappeared.

At this point, it's getting late.

And the snow is as old as ever, and there is a lot of space in all directions. It seems that there is no difference between day and night, and the heavens and the earth are chaotic together.

Standing in the air without blame, looking down. Seeing that the village was safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he frowned slightly, with a little melancholy on his face.

Sure enough, Wu Ming and Wei Shang urged loudly-

"Ling'er, this place should not stay for a long time......"

"The master of the ghost clan, before he died, sent out a transmission note, and more masters of the ghost clan will come at any time. And the ghost clan has recognized him, and he will definitely not be relentless, and it is inconvenient for you and me to accompany him around, otherwise he will get into trouble......"

Ling'er ignored the persuasion of the two senior brothers, stepped on the sword light, flew in front of someone, and asked curiously, "No blame, why are you worried?"

Looking at it without blame, I couldn't help but light up my eyes.

In the snow, the petite people have a little more hazy charm. And the pretty appearance, the flickering eyes, and the concerned look are just like the former Yu Gongzi, or Bing Ling'er.

"Your two senior brothers, what you said is true, a large number of masters of the ghost clan will arrive in an instant. And if you and I leave, Weihuang Village will still be unable to escape the catastrophe!"

"No blame, I didn't misread you!"

“......”

"And the ghost clan wants to kill you quickly, you can't stay and wait for death? What's more, you can save Weihuang Village for a while, but you can't save a lifetime. Oh, you're going to ......"

"Well, I want to lure the ghost clan away, but I'm afraid that it will be difficult to get rid of, so I hesitate!"

"In that case, I have a place to go, and I will definitely be able to get rid of the pursuit of the ghost clan!"

"Miss......"

"Senior Sister Ling'er, think twice......"

Wu Ming and Wei Shang, unwilling to go with someone, hurriedly spoke out to stop them, and even the titles of "Miss" and "Senior Sister" also shouted out.

But Ling'er turned a deaf ear and just asked, "How did you lure away the ghost clan, and how did you get out of the way?" Let me guess, I remember that you are good at the art of fake bodies......

"Hmmm......"

"In that case, let's go—"

"Ling'er, you know me best!"

"Hmph, the old accounts are still unsettled, you have to wait......"

"Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to see Xian'er......"

"Ah......h

The wind and snow were getting thicker, and there was no one in the air.

And in the silent village, suddenly a few dog barks sounded......