When the devil

In the cave of Zhenluguan, the breath like a white silk thread is faintly rippling in a slow and winding arc.

First, a trace of foam burst out, breaking through the thin layer of ice, and then the water submerged in the cave began to fluctuate, filling the surroundings bit by bit.

Wei Ling could feel the vibration of the barrier, peeling away countless fine lines, and he got up and looked into the depths of the cave.

There is an invisible force emanating from it, like a pot of cold water gradually boiling on a big fire, and a powerful and strange aura is thrown out, which is almost crazy and turbulent outward.

There is a demon outside the barrier. Although it cannot enter, it can echo with the things hidden in the cave.

"elder brother……"

The inexplicable oppression was so strong that even Anu noticed it was abnormal, she hid behind Wei Ling, and Wei Ling protected her.Under the feet is the ups and downs of water, and the thin ice is broken bit by bit, making a crisp sound like jade hitting.

"A Ling, it seems that the corpses that can't be found in the Taoist temple are hidden in this cave. Right now, they are like little tadpoles looking for their mother, crawling out desperately!"

Xia Zhou sighed, he didn't think about it so much just now, until now the strong corpse smell gushed out from the depths of the cave, making his whole body sick.

Wei Ling supported Anu: "It's a walking corpse..."

Xia Zhou said: "Go out first, this place is too disgusting..."

Wei Ling agreed, and took another look at Anu's feet: "Can I go?"

"Yes." Anu pinched his nose with one hand, and grabbed Wei Ling's sleeve with the other, for fear that he would abandon him.

The strange noises from the depths of the cave became more and more dense and closer, and there was a creepy hollow in the ears, like the snoring from hell, gushing up with a churning stench.

"Walk."

Wei Ling hugged Anu, stood up and looked out, Anu was not tall, and when Wei Ling hugged her, she naturally stuck to her.

Xia Zhou glanced at him and muttered, "You're so kind."

Wei Ling didn't have time to talk to him about his small thoughts, and just talked about business: "The depth of the water is unfathomable, and the mana is deliberately suppressed. I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of corpses. If monsters from outside really come in, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xia Zhou said: "Put a curse on the girl and throw it into the hole. The walking corpses will definitely eat it. Then activate the curse on him and kill the walking corpses. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

He said sarcastic remarks, which scared Anu into a fright: "You! You!" "You" didn't make a name for himself for a long time.

Wei Ling: "It's too late, they're almost catching up."

Anu was about to cry: "Brother, you really want to treat me like this."

"Forget it, I'll come." Xia Zhou stopped suddenly: "You go."

Wei Ling happened to pass by him, and when he saw that handsome figure stop behind him, for some reason, he was a little worried.

"Let's go, Ah Ling." Xia Zhou turned his head sideways: "I'm going to be bitten to death by a walking corpse, so you have to cry for me for half a month."

Wei Ling looked at his back, skipping over his lines that pretended to be heroic: "Don't make too much noise, just follow after you're done." After speaking, he took Anu and left without looking back.

The cave lost its light and turned into darkness.

The sound of "gurgling" water in the depths did not stop for a moment, and there were many, many, hideous monsters coming out of the water step by step.

"A heartless man! A heartless man~! A heartless man with a heart of stone~!"

Xia Zhou was humming a ditty song, the lyrics were made up just now, presumably he and Wei Ling had known each other for so long, but Wei Ling had never offered to hug him. It's Lu, and you still say that you abstain from lust, so go ahead and lie to ghosts.

Change another girl's skin another day.

Xia Zhou looked at the surging corpse aura, all he could think about was Wei Ling.

No, wouldn't he have to be on the head if he changed the girl, so why not just change to a girl with handles and trick him into bed.

His pupils glowed scarlet, and he walked back slowly.He stepped on the icy water surface and would not sink into the water. His body was slowly covered with thin black smoke and dust like a mist, slowly eroding the water surface and wrapping it in endless darkness.

The heads of the walking corpses appeared in the water not far away, and it was dark as far as the eye could see, like rotten and blackened lotus pods. They stumbled and walked out, revealing their entire twisted heads.

But soon, they were entangled in black silk-like smoke, their bodies were twisted off, and their heads, limbs, and crackling fell into the water, sinking and floating, and were swallowed by the black smoke, twisting into puddles of plasma.

Where Xia Zhou passed by, there was only filthy blood blooming all over the place.

Killing the walking dead is boring, stinking corpses, pointless puppets.

To make him willing to stay and do this kind of rough and tiring work, he must get enough benefits from Wei Ling after the matter is over.

Xia Zhou walked into the cave, thinking about how to "quickly kill all the living corpses" with "little movement", but the next moment, he suddenly noticed something and stopped.

The water under my feet is rushing down rapidly.

In front of him, one step away, there is an extremely huge pit, the bottom is bottomless, and the falling water can't splash the slightest sound.

He looked up, his eyes accustomed to the darkness quickly caught the strangeness.Directly above, there are circles of bright red light, they surround layer by layer, forming a formation, and that formation is exuding an incomparably fragrant breath.

Xia Zhou suddenly felt that he was in a completely different place, this place was no longer a cave, no longer a Taoist temple where corpses crawled around.This is a space formed by a separate barrier. He strayed into someone else's granary, and all kinds of tempting auras lingered in it, each one screaming hysterically, almost madly falling into grief.Xia Zhou was a little nostalgic, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, many years ago, even in a dream, he was summoned by someone, and that summon was just like today, throwing him into a There is a huge void, and all the pain, regret, despair, and desolation in that void are independent and helpless lives, rolling and moving with his gaze.

"This is not just the dead souls of thousands of people—"

Xia Zhou cast his eyes into the bottomless pit, his scarlet eyes were full of joy that could not be concealed.

It is a desire that can never be extinguished from the essence of evil monsters.

"Look at the shallow depth of the harm~ How can false colors be the same as real colors~"

He hummed the poem and took a step forward in a good mood. In a flash, the figure jumped into the cave.

On the other hand, because Xia Zhou stayed to deal with the walking corpse alone, Wei Ling and Anu also escaped from the cave smoothly.

When we came, the weather was fine, and when we returned to the Taoist temple, the evil wind was strong, and the trees in the forest were shaken crazily, accompanied by the cold and mournful sounds of walking corpses, which could not go away for a long time.

Wei Ling stood in front of the corridor and looked back. The cave was quiet, and no walking corpses came out.

Xia Zhou is a 梼杌, walking dead is as simple as trampling an ant to death for him, so Wei Ling doesn't have to worry about his comfort.What's more, there were too many walking corpses, and it would be troublesome if they all ran out. At present, I can't think of a better way than relying on Xia Zhou for the time being.

"Brother, won't the monster come after you?" Anu asked timidly.

"will not."

Wei Ling saw tears in the corners of her eyes, trembling, her palm-sized face was bloodless, like a frightened little white rabbit that kept sniffing.

In the end, he is still the Tianyu Immortal Venerable who is dedicated to goodness, and it is impossible for him not to save people in front of him.

"Master!!!" Mochi jumped down from the eaves of the corridor with a golden hook hanging upside down: "Master, something happened at the entrance of the Taoist temple, come with me quickly."

Wei Ling quickly caught Anu who was startled again, looked up at Mochi and asked calmly, "Is there a demon?"

"Walking corpse!" Mo Chi said, shivering with chills, swallowing his saliva before continuing: "Murong said there are monsters, he is afraid he won't be able to resist, let me come to you and Pavilion Master Xia first."

Wei Ling nodded silently, and said to Anu, "You wait here."

Anu trembled all over, with unwillingness written all over his face.

Wei Ling said again: "It's safe here."

"Huh——" Mo Chi approached, staring at Anu for a long time: "Little girl...? Hmm... Could it be that you are the little thief Shen Feihuan is looking for?"

Anu's guts were about the size of a pea, and she was startled when the ink pool moved.

Wei Ling heard an unfamiliar name, and asked Mo Chi, "Who is Shen Feihuan?"

"Ah! Master! He is so powerful! He claims to be a mortal! But his weapons... are so thin and long that they can shred everything they touch."

Wei Ling felt chills in his heart: "Steel wire?"

Mochi nodded heavily: "Yes, it's the steel wire!"

Could it be the person Cheng Yingjie said was killing people at the post station today?Why is he in the Taoist temple...?

"You matched up with him?"

"That's right, but he ran away all of a sudden... He, uh, he said the thief took something from him."

Anu pursed her mouth, Mochi, you yelled at each thief, making her feel aggrieved. She admitted that she had done something dirty, but for some reason, she didn't want to hear this matter being brought up repeatedly in front of Wei Ling.

At this moment, the enchantment above the Taoist temple shook violently.

"Master, let's go." Mochi saw that the barrier was about to shatter.

"Well, let's go."

"Brother! Me, me too..." Anu was anxious.

"Anu, be obedient, don't move around here." Wei Ling patted Anu's shoulder, and then stepped on the long corridor along the wall, heading up the mountain with all his strength.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the evil wind blew back and forth above the Taoist temple, and the stench of the corpse flew away, like poison stuck in the throat, which could not be swallowed no matter what.

On the way back, Mo Chi asked Wei Ling two questions, first asking who Anu was, and then asking where Xia Zhou had gone. Wei Ling only answered the last one, saying that Xia Zhou stayed in the cave to block thousands of walking dead.

There were several layers of shadows on Mochi's bright face. After holding back for a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Cheng, thousands of walking corpses...?"

"It's okay, he can handle it."

Wei Ling climbed over the roof and finally reached the front of the Taoist temple, but the scene in front of his eyes was as hideous as a nightmare falling into reality.

Outside the barrier, countless walking corpses are struggling and screaming. Most of them are severely corrupted, covered in rags and clothes, and they gather from nowhere. From a distance, they look like swarms of ants .

Right in front of the enchantment, a black thing stood tall, his body was extremely tall, shaped like a mummy, his black and rotting body was wrapped in a broken cassock, and he let out low hums.Holding a Zen stick in his left hand, he put it lightly on the ground, and with a sound of "Boom--", the powerful monster power spread out along the arc of the barrier like an explosion, and those crooked walking corpses were blown to pieces, but He quickly got up again and continued to blindly scratch at the barrier.

Murong Chenhao stood alone in front of the barrier, blood oozing from the corners of his lips, sweating profusely, every vibration rushed to his whole body along his dharma veins like crushing bones.

The distance between him and the evil spirit was getting closer and closer, and each impact pushed back the barrier by more than ten feet!Once again, the barrier will be shattered, Murong Chenhao gritted his teeth and used all his strength, in the dark night, he could only watch helplessly as the bluish withered wrist slammed down the Zen stick again.

"It's the soul monk! Hold your breath! Don't be disturbed by miasma!"

Wei Ling's right hand was behind her back, while her left hand gathered mana and pushed towards Murong Chenhao's back.

Presumably, the sound that Guo Jianchao heard underground that day was enough to cause a corpse change, it must have come from him!

Could it be that he is a monster summoned by the blood array of the Yang family? !

There was a howling wind in my ears, dust was flying all around, and there was a sharp and piercing sound piercing the tranquility, turning into a tearing feeling of pouring out.Murong Chenhao only felt that his internal organs were being stirred up, and his blood was boiling, as if every inch of his body was filled with [-]% of his energy!When he opened his eyes again, his face froze, the barrier had completely collapsed, and only the one in front of him barely supported the impact of the soul-crossing monk.

But in the blink of an eye, the blood-stained Zen stick was raised again, Wei Ling pushed Murong Chenhao back, the blood red interpreted as stars in his eyes, while pressing down the Zen stick, Wei Ling took it with his palm——

What a powerful collision this is!

The huge air current shook the mountains, and the exhausted Murong Chenhao staggered and was supported by Mochi. He couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of him for a long time. Dirty light.

"The barrier is broken... the walking corpses at the foot of the mountain..." Murong Chenhao swallowed a mouthful of blood, and stuffed his sword into Mochi's hand: "Hurry up, kill, kill..."

"How many walking corpses are there!" Mochi drew his sword and chopped off the heads of the walking corpses that rushed forward, but the suffocating sense of depression behind him did not diminish at all.

Murong Chenhao was so tired that he closed his eyes.

"Hey! You! Can you sleep?"

Mochi groaned in dissatisfaction, and the walking corpses followed behind him. Some of them had already been smashed to pieces by the demon power of the soul-crossing monk, but they still stubbornly crawled to the foot of Mochi, wanting to bite him with bared teeth. .

"The corpse change caused by the soul-crossing monk, be careful that the dead souls will turn into miasma, and burn the walking dead with pure fire!" Wei Ling reminded, just a little distracted, but unexpectedly the soul-crossing monk retracted the Zen stick and poked it straight at Wei Ling's body.

The speed was too fast, it was too late to hide, Wei Ling hurriedly took the sword, pierced through the gap in the middle of the Zen staff, and hit the ground heavily following his downward movement.

It's now!

In his hand, he quietly drew the spell, all the mana in his body gathered at his fingertips, and the clear and pure breath was like countless delicate silver threads, coiling around his side one by one, and the moment the spell emerged, it was released in the form of light, and it flew across the sky like lightning. The soul monk lowered his forehead and crossed——

The strong wind swirled around him rapidly, blowing his indigo robe flying, and the soul-crossing monk let out a thick roar, and pressed down against Wei Ling's purified breath.

It's almost...

Wei Ling suppressed the severe pain pouring into the meridians all over his body, and was stalemate in the powerful demon power of the soul-crossing monk.

All his strength was tossing crazily, like a raging flood being drawn into a long and narrow canal, about to tear his flesh and skin apart and splash out.Finally, one second before he was about to be unable to hold on, the soul-crossing monk took a step back. Wei Ling grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and quickly released the hand that was holding the soul-crossing monk, and only used his fingers to move forward. The sword blade slashed across, and the blood flowed down with the blade, and the incantation was written down along the way, and the dazzling light was rolled up and appeared on the blade. Wei Ling raised his hand and stabbed the soul monk's forehead.

--But.

The evil spirits are close in front of them, but they cannot overcome the invisible wind pressure.

There was a slit in the forehead of the soul-crossing monk, and bloody eyes opened inside!The strange demonic force slammed against him, like countless dense thorns piercing his skin along the fingertips, Wei Ling only felt that the whole hand lost consciousness, as if it had been twisted off, followed by a long sword "clang" Dropped on the floor.

It was the stabbing pain that was still spreading, attacking his meridians, turning into an indescribable pain.

Taking advantage of this moment, the soul-crossing monk suddenly distanced himself and hid in the dense forest. Wei Ling knew that he would not be able to catch up, so he turned his palms to calm down the runaway dharma veins all over his body, but at this moment, walking corpses swarmed from all directions, and the corpse's aura was overwhelming. Strong winds and huge waves hit the sky and cover the earth.

"The kindness you do is to lose your nature. Since the donor has left the dignity and simplicity, why don't you give up the loss and take what you can."

【＊Xia Dayao’s Demonic Notes: Your so-called kindness is to erase all your nature. Since you have been born without dignity and simplicity, why don’t you give up what you have lost and keep what you can do. 】

Soul Ferry Monk's low and deep words came from far to near, from near to far, like the endless echoes in the bottomless abyss, swaying in the ears, never dissipating.