What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

It took a lot of time [editing words, no need to look back]

"I don't know what's going on with you now. If the relationship is not good, you can pretend that I didn't say this." Rong Xuanji said again through sound transmission, and after he finished speaking, he walked into the cave. Rong Yan and others have already entered the cave.

"What's the matter? What did Third Young Master Rong say to you?" Ling Talang noticed that Rong Xuanji Tongyue Zhezhi was avoiding him, so what did the sound transmission say.

Yue Zhezhi put away his things: "He asked me how I was doing recently."

"Is that so?" Ling Talang narrowed his eyes, "I just heard him say that he offended you in Guixinzong."

"It's not an offense, caring will cause chaos, it's just an unintentional mistake." Yue Zhezhi held out the red line, "I remembered the way when I came out, and I know how to get to the inside of the cave. Let's enter the cave too."

Ling Talang: "Okay."

Yue Zhezhi and the others quickly entered the cave and caught up with Rong Yan and the others.

Yue Zhezhi and others entered the cave not long ago.

The blood of the monsters killed on the ground flowed back to their bodies, and they sat up suddenly from the ground, their slack eyes began to focus until they were completely clear.

"what happened?!"

The monster Yingtian came back from the dead, touched the chest pierced by Rong Yan's sword in disbelief, the wound on the chest had completely healed, without using the demon power, he couldn't even feel that the chest had been pierced by someone.

The monster didn't know what happened. He guessed that their physique had mutated, so they narrowly escaped death.

The monster Yingtian fell into deep thought when he heard the words. "No, it can't be that the physique has changed, it should be"

"What is it?" The monster frowned and asked.

He waited for a while, but before the monster Yingtian could reply, he activated the demon energy in his body and looked gloomyly at the cave.

"The old man can't leave the cave, and while the partnership is here, let's go and meet this group of brats who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth for a while! If you dare to kill me, you're really tired of work!"

As the monster said, its figure flashed and it went straight into the cave.

The monster Yingtian kept recalling the scene of fighting with Rong Yan in his mind, and finally fixed on the scene where Rong Yan killed them.

When Rong Yan killed them, he looked at them with cold eyes.

Yaowu Yingtian felt that this look was very familiar, and he carefully recalled where he had touched this look.

Finally, Yaowu Yingtian finally remembered where he touched this gaze.

He sucked in a breath of cold air.

Should His Holiness? !

"Stop! Don't seek death!" the monster Yingtian said in horror, flapping his eagle wings on his back, and quickly chased after him.

The ancestral hall was dark, and the sound of ticking was particularly loud.

Several people were hung on the wall as before, and the blood on their wrists kept dripping into the jade dish under the wall.

There were a few dead people standing in front of them, all of them were holding embroidered knives that were not as long as their forearms and were stained with evil spirits.

The body of a monk is different from that of ordinary mortals. Even if his cultivation is sealed, the wound speed is faster, and new wounds need to be drawn from the side continuously.

Seeing that the wound began to solidify again, the blood ticking slowed down.

The dull eyes of the dead people stared straight at the hanged people in front of them. They raised the embroidered knives in their hands and stabbed at the wrists of the few people expressionlessly. Cut off the entire wrist.

Han Dan, a disciple of Xingtang, had no strength to resist. He looked at the embroidery knife that was stabbed, and then looked at the others with difficulty.

The others, like him, had no strength, just half-knocked their eyes, watching the embroidery knife fall to their wrists in a dead breath.

I don't know if they are used to it, but they don't feel pain.

At this moment, an accident happened.

Countless sword lights struck from outside the ancestral hall, knocking away the embroidered knife pierced into the wrist with a speed that their naked eyes could not catch.

"Bang Dang!" With a sound, the embroidery knife flew into the bluestone slab of the ancestral hall and disappeared.

The heads of dead people do not have the ability to think. Their reaction is a step slower than ordinary people. When the embroidery knife fell to the ground and turned into nothing, they were startled by someone and turned their heads to look outside the ancestral hall.

There were more than a dozen monks standing outside the ancestral hall, and one of them was the furnace beauty who was taken away by the demon just now.

Several corpses recognized Yue Zhezhi, and they moved their black and purple lips. As the lips squirmed, there was wind under their feet, and their hands reversed. A bright sword light cut down.

After that, dozens of sword lights took one step at a time, and directly cut their heads.

Red ones and white ones popped out of their heads all at once, and the smell of decay permeated the entire pond.

Yue Zhezhi closed his sense of smell, he quickly bypassed these filthy things, and came to the wall where people were hanging to rescue Han Dan and the others.

"Cough, cough—" The rotten smell choked into the lungs, Han Dan and the others fell to the ground and coughed violently. With the cough, a large amount of blood was lost from the wrist.

They looked up at Yue Zhezhi, as if they wanted to say something, but before they could say anything, they saw Yue Zhezhi pull out the painkiller from the Qiankun bag.

The words were stuck in their throats, and several people consciously took painkillers, and cooperated with Yue Zhezhi to stop the bleeding with spiritual power.

Seeing this, Rong Fan and the others also cast spells to stop the bleeding and bandage skillfully.

Rong Yan didn't go to stop the bleeding and bandage him. He lit the white candles in the ancestral hall and walked towards the two pitch-black tablets standing in the ancestral hall by stepping on the filthy ground.

The formation was spread out, every step Rong Yan took brought a chill, the chill spread along the formation, and the entire ancestral hall was condensed in just one breath.For a moment, the rotten smell and the red and white filth of the ground were sealed in the ice, and the only thing that choked the lungs was the frosty coldness.

Such a strong ice-type spiritual power.

No wonder the Great Elder wanted him to befriend Rong Yan.

Ling Talang recalled the scene of Rong Yan killing demons outside the cave, raised his eyelids, and looked at Rong Yan.

While he was looking at it, a cold chill swept from his heart to his limbs, and the tiredness of Han Dan and the others was swept away, and they barely cheered up.

Yue Zhezhi saw that Han Dan and the others cheered up and released their sense of smell, and glanced at Rong Yan from the corner of his eye.

Coincidentally, Rong Yan also took a look at him.

The two looked at each other and looked away.

They moved away so fast that no one noticed, not even Ling Talang, who had been secretly looking at Rong Yan, didn't notice.

He looked at it for a moment, then called Rong Fan to step aside.

There were dragging marks on the ground beside him, Ling Talang followed the dragging marks and Rong Fan to the back of the ancestral hall, where nine corpses were randomly pushed and placed.

The corpse was dressed in black with tiger stripes embroidered on it. It was obviously the Ling family who had been dead for a long time.

Ling Talang took a deep breath, his eyebrows darkened.

Rong Fan sympathized: "My condolences."

Ling Talang actually didn't care that these were people, but these people were all collateral members of the Ling family, and they were all dead, so it's hard to explain.

He killed his eldest brother and became the successor of the Ling family not long ago, yet he still needs collateral support to consolidate his position.

"I have already learned about their death from my brother, nothing happened." Ling Talang said, he turned and left behind the ancestral hall, and cast out the ghost lamp to look for the evil spirits.

The important thing now is not to collect the corpse, but to find the evil spirit. The evil spirit is dead, and the evil spirit must be killed to give an explanation to the offspring.

Seeing Ling Talang's calm expression, Rong Fan didn't say anything.

He walked out of the back of the ancestral hall, looked left and right, saw that there was no need for him, so he knelt down and said seriously: "It's late, you can go, and can't bear to look directly at the corpse."

The ghost-seeking lamp is shaped like a water chestnut, and the lamp body is modeled on the Sophora japonica flower, which is hollowed out around the lamp body.The phoenix flame overflows from the lamp body, and the flame is soft.

Ling Talang controlled the ghost-seeking lamp, and the light floated in the direction of the memorial tablet.where is itLing Talang looked up at the desk.

Rong Yan had already stood in front of the desk, staring at the two pitch-black tablets neatly arranged, neither of which had his name written on them, judging by the degree of dust, it should have been standing for decades.

Ling Talang said: "Young Master Rong, what do you see?"

"Limited ability, I didn't see anything." Rong Yan looked away, he looked outside the ancestral hall, and left the ancestral hall, "I'm going to look at other places, Mr. Ling, please."

Ling Talang put away the ghost-seeking lamp: "If Mr. Rong finds the evil spirit, please inform me next time. I am very grateful."

"It's natural." Rong Yan said.

Ling Talang smiled, and his eyes fell on the two pitch-black tablets enshrined on the desk.Just now, the lights of the ghost-seeking lanterns drifted here, indicating that the place is very cloudy.

If the yin energy is heavy, the evil spirits may be hiding here. Ling Talang's eyes became sharper. He sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the Wind Chasing Scimitar, from the Purple Mansion, and gripped the handle of the saber wrapped in black yarn. With a single stroke, the two tablets were split in half!

A puff of black air suddenly appeared from the two pitch-black plaques!

Ling Talang raised his hand and struck, the black air was split into two halves by him, like two dark clouds, separated to the left and right, roaring, wanting to leave the ancestral hall.

Ling Talang stopped one cloud of black air with quick eyes and hands, while the other black air was about to flee out of the ancestral hall in an instant.

"Wow--" A red thread came out of nowhere, tightly entangled in the black gas, and the black gas was overwhelmed and exploded directly.

In an instant, half of the human ribs rolled out.

Yue Zhezhi picked up the half of the rib, his eyes fell on the two split black plaques, he pondered for a moment, and said: "Li Daitao is stiff, the old man must have run away."

The old man pointed to the evil spirit.

Ling Talang crushed the black gas trapped in his hands, and as expected, the black gas fell out of the other half of his ribs as soon as he squeezed it away.

——Replace yourself with a rib and place it in a black tablet, so as to mislead them that you are still in the cave?

Ling Talang sneered, he threw away his ribs and looked around.

He couldn't figure out why this evil spirit had to break his own ribs and leave him in the cave when he ran away?Obviously they can use ghost energy to mislead them that they are still in the cave.