The younger the goblin gets, the more confused they become, and the same goes for the ghouls, and it's even more severe. It takes about a dozen years for a ghost to become conscious, and a corpse for more than 100 years. Of course, there are always some talented people who can break this law and are sober enough when they are just born. But in this way, almost all of them went to the Bone City, instead of staying in the Bone Burial Place.

In the pile of ruins, a large group of newborn corpses smelled the smell of people, stiffened up, picked up the weapons around them, and staggered towards that side.

In the jingle bell, a ghost, a person, and a horse appeared in their eyes.

In an instant, the difference in talent between them was vividly expressed.

At this moment, some of them rushed out more than ten meters, and their eyes disappeared in the blink of an eye, far faster than the reaction speed of mortals. Then, head-on into the sharp blade, it was split in two.

Some of them couldn't run at all, staggered like drunks, and then escaped because they couldn't catch up with the food in their eyes.

Devil Cry dodges a flying brick and kicks a mad dog-like corpse into the air, then chops off its head. On the other side, the big black horse kicked a corpse demon away and snorted impatiently.

The bell is mixed with evil thoughts. But these corpse demons are not clear-headed, they don't know what fear is, and because they are too numb, it is difficult to feel pain, so evil thoughts are not easy to use.

Seeing more and more corpse demons appear, the two sword eyebrows of the ghost cry were raised.

"It's not the way to go, let's speed it up. ”

Qin Meiren nodded indifferently, these corpse demons would not attack her, she naturally didn't care.

The big black horse also nodded busily, it was the largest and attacked the most, which made it feel impatient.

The ghost cried and got on the horse's back, and the big black horse galloped wildly. And Qin Meiren, turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated in front to lead the way.

The autumn wind is like a knife, and a few lonely trees are shaking. In the dense bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves are still verdant, rubbing against each other and rustling. The dead leaves are blown by the autumn wind like a knife and fly all over the sky.

What used to be a bustling street is now in ruins. The bluestone floor was covered in yellow mud, and the towering houses had collapsed into bulging piles of rubble. The broken pillar stood diagonally, and the broken wall was like a broken old man, letting out a lament.

Drops of dew condensed on the crumbling walls, like tears sliding down and soaking the moss.

This morning, it was really cold. The thin hoarfrost condensed, like the pale hair.

Gradually, a mist rose.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves and melodious bells, from far and near, broke through the morning fog and galloped in.

A corpse demon screamed and pounced, crashing head-on into a flying knife that slashed across the sky like a meteor, and the blood had already dried up inside him, becoming dark red and sticky. Pieces of sticky blood flew out and slammed against the broken walls.

As soon as the horse galloped past, the corpse demon was pierced into the forehead by a flying knife, and its heavy body spun in the air, only to fall to the ground in the dust raised by the horse's hooves.

The big black horse ran up, stepped on the dead leaves, and then took its body into the air. The sound of horses' hooves disappeared suddenly, Qin Meiren turned her head in confusion, and then opened her mouth involuntarily, the ice and snow on her originally calm face melted, and the two big words "surprised" were clearly written.

The ghost cried and fell on the horse's back, and his heart was equally shocked.

I saw the big black horse stepping on the fluttering dead leaves in the air, and occasionally stepping on a leaning standing dead tree.

It was originally a pillar, but it was riddled with holes due to insect damage and wind and rain, and now it has rotted and become a dead wood. This dead wood is now kicked on by a big black horse weighing a thousand pounds, but it is not half broken, only a few bits of dust falling.

A corpse demon chased after him from behind, more than 100 pounds of weight smashed on it, the dead wood stopped and exploded, the corpse demon lost its balance, rolled and slammed into a broken wall, the wall tilted, turned into a piece of rubble and buried it.

The bloody arm pulled through the rubble, and the corpse crawled out of it, looking at the ride that was speeding away, and then at the dead wood that had broken off its waist, scratching its head, and roaring, I don't know why.

Galloping, is not an exaggeration, but a real galloping, and the current big dark horse is galloping.

Feeling what the big black horse under him was doing, Ghost Cry's originally narrow eyes widened. Speaking of which, you may not believe it, the light work of a big dark horse weighing a thousand pounds is ten times better than that of him who is less than 200 pounds.

The strong wind rushed in his face, and the ghost cried down the brim of his hat, took out a piece of peanut crisp and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it "click", and suppressed the shock.

Originally, a quarter of an hour's journey, because those corpse demons blocked the way, I thought it would take an hour, but in less than half a cup of tea, it had already arrived.

This is an ancient temple, and from the outside, the yellow mud rushed from afar, slamming heavily against the outer wall.

For some reason, the wall was held up, making the entire ancient temple look like a deep pit.

Qin Meiren fell in front of her and landed in the courtyard of the ancient temple. The big black horse also fell, and fell lightly into the courtyard, bringing a fresh breeze that blew away the dead leaves all over the ground, revealing the bluestone slabs below.

"Here it is. Qin Meiren said, floating towards the bell tower of the ancient temple.

The ghost cried and turned over and dismounted, and one after another the corpse demons chased after him jumped down from above and rushed straight to him.

With a flick of the ghost's crying hand, a black shadow flew by, and a corpse demon in mid-air flew directly upside down as if it had been hit by a car, hitting the wall and hanging on it.

He had an extra hilt on his chest. It was the short knife that Devil Cry threw out and nailed him to the wall.

The rest of the corpses either landed on the ground or jumped onto the rooftops, let out a roar, and then some of them attacked.

The big black horse's hooves kicked out in a row, kicking the corpse demon that pounced on him.

The ghost cried and stood with a knife, and the knife was light.

In the flickering sword light, the corpse demons that rushed forward were either cut off their heads, or their hands and feet, or their waists and broken off.

Blood splattered, patches of dark red blood spilled on the ground, and the strong smell of blood spread.

Knock knock knock!!

The loud sound of the bell came from the side of the bell tower.

In the midst of the bell, panic flashed in the eyes of the green corpse demon who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and then fled in a hurry.

The corpse demon who was nailed to the wall even used a knife to cut all the way from the chest to the crotch because of the struggle, and then jumped onto the wall, left the ancient temple, ran five or six steps, leaving behind the internal organs of the ground, and finally fell to the ground and turned into a stiff corpse again.

After a few bells, all the corpse demons were able to escape, and the two did not escape because they broke their hands and feet after being kicked away by the big black horse.

Seeing them struggling, the ghost cried compassion in his heart, said Amitabha, stepped forward, and raised his sword in his hand.

The two heads gurgled on the ground and rolled into the corner, and the blood-spewing headless corpse struggled twice, then stood still as if it were a sculpture, remaining in a distorted posture, and quite beautiful.