Chapter 2245 No one survives

After discovering the body of the disciple of the master, Lin Ye and others accelerated their pace.

The more you go to the top of the mountain, the more demonic and ghostly aura around you becomes, but the smell of blood becomes much weaker.

"Brother Lin, it's not very good in front." Han Chuan's sense of breath was stronger than Lin Ye. Before he reached the top of the mountain, he suddenly leaned into Lin Ye's ear and said.

Lin Ye looked up and saw eight graves crossing on the road ahead.

Although there are many lonely tombs on Wuguan Mountain, the tombs that are directly crossed on the mountain road are unusual at a glance.

The eight graves were arranged neatly. Although they were all simple small earth buns, the aura emitted from them turned black. Moreover, the tombs of each grave were covered with yellow talisman paper, and the runes written in cinnabar looked extremely strange under such light.

Everyone stopped, while Lin Ye stared at the front with a blank expression and said coldly: "Come out and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight graves exploded, and the dust was flying and the ghost spirit was full of great spirit!

A black dead energy rushed straight into the face. Even though several people were monks, if such a rich dead energy was absorbed into the body, it would still rush into the sea of ​​qi in an instant. While blocking the Ren and Du meridians, it would also spread corpse poison in the body.

The dead air came too quickly, and the others could not even react. Lin Ye stomped his feet, and in an instant the dust under his feet flew up, forming a thin wall of earth in front of him. At the same time, Lin Ye stretched out his hand and the wall flew directly towards the dead air coming towards him.

As the "earth wall" crashed into the black air and neutralized the dead air, a white light flashed in front of Lin Ye's eyes, and a sword energy had already flew out towards him.

The sword energy spreads everywhere, and the black dead aura spreads out!

At this time, the others also reacted, and their weapons were unsheathed one after another, and they used barriers to protect themselves to ensure that they were not invaded by the dead aura.

Just now, if Lin Ye only mobilized his protective barrier, he would be afraid that everyone present would be more or less infected with death energy, and that would be troublesome.

Qiu Lanxin was unsheathed with a long sword and pointed it across the sword blade. At the same time, her fingers were accompanied by her sword body, and runes lit up. These complex runes were filled with green light, and green lights surrounded the body of the sword, flowing out a series of coldness.

Lin Ye glanced at the sword in her hand with only the light, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What a good sword!

Although he did not know this sword, he had now tempered the sword soul and had a different sense of the sword. He could feel that Qiu Lanxin's sword was made by a famous master and had also tempered a very precious iron into his sword.

However, now is not the time to watch the sword. The dust that was raised just now has fallen to the ground. After the black air dissipates, eight figures also appear on the eight graves.

In fact, to be precise, there should be sixteen "people".

"Junior brother!!"

A fury shout came from Chu Yang beside him, his whole body trembled, his hand holding the long sword veins burst out, and his eyes staring at the front were covered with blood. If Han Chuan hadn't been holding him quickly, he would have rushed out.

Because there were indeed eight figures floating above the eight graves, but they were divided into front and back.

In the front row, there are eight people and eight dead people.

Each of them was wearing the robe of Xiaoyaomen. The slightly tender faces were gone with blood, replaced by protruding blue veins and gray skin. The corpses of several disciples were fine, but they looked just exhausted and angry. However, the corpses of two disciples looked broken. One of them had a big hole in his stomach, and his internal organs were hung dry and shriveled outside. Even one of them fell out, leaving only a few veins and eye sockets connected together.

Seeing this, Lin Ye and others looked cold: Among these eight people, the disciple with the most serious body damage was the smallest. From his remaining face, he could see that he might not be eighteen years old. Including Xiaoyao Sect’s disciples and Zhai Lu, there were twelve people going up the mountain. Now it is known that ten people have died tragically.

It seems that the disciple I saw on the fork road before should have run to the downhill road with his last breath. Unfortunately, he failed to run out of Wuguan Mountain and died on the road, even his soul was sucked dry. This is why Lin Ye and others did not notice any death aura when they were downhill road.

Ziyu and Zhai Lu survived, and no other disciples survived!

Originally they stayed to save the remaining disciples, but now all the remaining eight disciples were sacrificed. Chu Yang, who was standing beside him, seemed unable to accept the news, and his whole body trembled, his eyes stared at the eight corpses intently. The immortal power on his body began to surge wildly, and the qi sea made a roar, and the rushing immortal power rushed through his tendons and veins, and the tendons and veins exposed on his skin turned black.

Seeing this, Hanchuan's eyes narrowed and he quickly pressed his palm on the top of his head. A red light suddenly appeared, and a talisman appeared in Hanchuan's palm. He pressed the talisman on the top of Chu Yang's skull, and at the same time he recited obscure spells: "Demon Suppression Order - Retreat!"

With Hanchuan's loud noise, Chu Yang's body shook, and then he collapsed and knelt on the ground weakly. However, although his eyes lost their spirit, he still stared at the eight corpses in front of him.

"He just entered his inner demon." Han Chuan said concisely and temporarily sealed the inner demon and immortal power in Chu Yang's body with his own magic.

Qiu Lanxin, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this: "This friend-in-law!"

Hanchuan glanced at her: "Exceeded."

Lin Ye didn't care about Qiu Lanxin, and lowered his eyes and glanced at Chu Yang who was crying in an empty and tearful manner, with a face called Sen Ruohan Prison: "I said I would help him bring these disciples back."

After saying that, the ordinary long sword in his hand had already landed in front of him. The surging sword energy suddenly surged in an instant, and the air began to vibrate slightly.

Sensing this unparalleled sword pressure, Qiu Lanxin, who was standing beside him, instantly showed a stunning look: I didn’t expect that the sword energy on this outside monk was so pure. It seemed that the outside world was indeed as extraordinary as my father said!

Lin Ye didn't care about the others at all. He moved his feet and ran towards the eight graves in an instant.

The moment his figure swept, the eight disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect also "moved".

They were holding the long sword from their lives in their hands, and even using the moves from their lives, with their eyes empty and attacking Lin Ye.

Lin Ye avoided their attack expressionlessly, and the sword energy swept across his eyes.

However, he did not destroy the corpses of these disciples, but instead used pure sword energy to force out the ghost energy that controlled their bodies in their bodies!
Chapter completed!