Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

In the mist.

The Qingyun Sect's group moved very quickly, and with the protection of the sect's most precious treasure, they were able to keep any weirdness out, and for the time being they were not attacked.

However, Wei Hong and the other monks who were following behind let out screams one after another. They encountered something strange as soon as they entered the strange fog.

"Ah! Save me, save me!"

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, please don't leave. I know you have the evil-killing talisman in your hand. Use it quickly to save me."

"Fuck your weirdness, die!"

Waves of crazy shouting continued to ring out in the strange fog, and many monks were directly besieged by the strange siege.

Wei Hong strode behind the Qingyun Sect group, while Ding Xue followed closely, not daring to lag behind.

The spiritual shield protected them from behind, and there was golden armor inside to protect them, which made Ding Xue feel a lot more at ease. Only then did she realize how wise it was to follow Wei Hong.

brush!

At this moment, Wei Hong raised his left hand, and a talisman for killing evil shot out instantly.

laugh! ! !

A strong and dazzling light appeared on Wei Hong's left side, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations were continuously released, instantly killing the two invisible monsters that were about to approach.

Boom!

However, it seemed that the monsters in the strange fog were endless. Before the evil-killing talisman could burn out, another monster attacked from behind and hit the spiritual shield, making a dull sound.

Ding Xue's face changed, she drew out her flying sword and slashed backwards.

At this time, Ding Xue had also reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training, so she was not a burden to Wei Hong. Instead, she was a powerful assistant who could give Wei Hong considerable help at critical moments and could also kill the monsters herself.

puff!

The flying sword in her hand seemed to have cut through something. There was a "puff" sound, and then two invisible, shrill screams sounded in Ding Xue's mind, making her little face turn slightly pale.

This silent eerie cry is actually a unique means of weirdness, and can be said to be a simplified version of the soul-stirring sound. On the surface, no sound is heard, but it can directly affect the target's mind, making it impossible to guard against.

"Bah!"

Wei Hong shouted loudly, which instantly brought Ding Xue back to her senses. Then, without even turning his head, he warned: "Ding Daoyou, don't fight with the weirdos. This is a unique method of the weirdos. You just need to keep your mind focused at all times and you won't be affected. Remember!"

Ding Xue nodded solemnly: "Thank you for your advice, Brother Wei. I understand!"

With Wei Hong's guidance, she naturally would not be affected by this silent spirit anymore.

At this time, Wei Hong continued to use the Fire Dragon Technique, because the Fire Dragon Technique could not only illuminate the road ahead, but also the fire spells could pose a threat to the monsters, making them dare not approach.

With the protection of the golden armor talisman and the spiritual shield, he and Ding Xue were not in any danger for the time being.

However, not everyone has the means and strength like Wei Hong. Although the eight or nine hundred surviving cultivators have at least the sixth level of Qi training, many cultivators have consumed all their consumable supplies after being trapped for more than two years. At this time, they are relying on their own cultivation to withstand the strange invasion.

But if ordinary monks don't have fire spells or exorcism talismans, or special instruments to deal with weirdness, how can they resist the weirdness that is besieging them all the time? In fact, their blood and spiritual power attract weirdness even more.

"what!!!"

A young monk who fell behind suddenly let out a shrill scream, then suddenly fell straight down and lost all his breath in an instant. It was obvious that he had been killed by a strange and vicious enemy.

The next moment, the young monk suddenly stood up again.

However, this person's face had turned pale, his eyes were lifeless, and his entire body was tinged with a hint of blue. It was obvious that he was possessed by a ghost.

brush!

The corpse that was possessed by a strange thing immediately rushed towards a monk not far away.

"Get out of my way!"

The female cultivator was so frightened that she immediately screamed.

She subconsciously threw two ice cone talismans at the corpse that was strangely possessed.

Whizzing!

Two ice cones as thick as arms instantly shot towards the corpse, but were easily avoided by the strangely possessed corpse.

The next moment, it pounced in front of the female cultivator.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The female cultivator was so frightened that she screamed wildly and kept waving the flying sword in her hand.

puff!

The tip of the sword pierced through the back of the corpse directly. The female cultivator did not expect it to be so smooth.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but the next moment her face was full of horror.

It was because the corpse that was strangely possessed did not stop at all. Even though it was pierced by a flying sword, its hands instantly grew sharp claws and then fiercely stabbed at the female cultivator in front of it.

laugh!

This time, what pierced the body was a pale fingertip, and the target was also a female cultivator with a look of confusion and unwillingness on her face.

The female cultivator was killed with one strike, and the corpse that was strangely possessed continued to stagger towards another cultivator.

On the other side, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray robe, holding a sword in one hand and a black bell in the other, was shaking the bell frantically with sweat all over his forehead.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Waves of crisp sounds continued to emanate from the bell, making it impossible for the invisible monsters around to get close.

The middle-aged cultivator was also able to stride forward and follow closely behind the Qingyun Sect's group.

Judging from the situation, this middle-aged monk does not seem to be in danger.

But at this moment, he was sweating profusely, and his face began to slowly turn pale. He looked overwhelmed and it seemed that he could not hold on for too long.

Obviously, the bell in his hand can indeed effectively resist the weirdness, but the consumption of spiritual power is also very large, so that after a while, the middle-aged monk feels that he can no longer hold on.

"not good!"

After a few minutes, the middle-aged monk's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed.

It was because the spiritual power in his body had been completely exhausted and he could no longer use the bell magic weapon in his hand.

Regardless of the fact that this middle-aged man was a cultivator in the late seventh stage of Qi training, his reaction was also extremely quick.

He just flipped his hand to put the bell away, then touched the storage bag, took out a Fiery Sun Talisman and activated it without hesitation.

hum!

A scorching light like the scorching sun appeared beside him, directly repelling the monster that wanted to pounce on him.

But before the middle-aged monk could show joy on his face and before the flying sword in his hand could chop down, a strange mist condensed into a devil-like face behind him and pounced fiercely on his back.

"Uh!!!"

The middle-aged man was completely defenseless, or rather, his defense was completely useless in front of the ghost face formed by the strange fog.

The middle-aged man's whole body stiffened instantly as the ghost face pounced into his body.