The white candles scattered on the ground suddenly turned into green and black poisonous snakes, crawling towards Murong Chen.
"Bang bang bang."
All the closed doors on both sides of the street opened in an instant, and ghostly figures in gray rushed out, looking exactly like the hawker just now.
Murong Chen was instantly trapped in a tight siege. Countless ghost-faced people rushed toward her with their green-black hands and claws. For a moment, the yin energy billowed and could not be dispersed.
Murong Chen, who was surrounded, didn't look confused at all. He crossed his arms on his face, and poured his strong karma into his fists. "Whew." The rolling yellow sand suddenly rose into the sky, and some ghost-faced people who were approaching were instantly swept up into the sky.
Tear into pieces.
"Shahai Funeral!"
The four words are like needles, piercing people's hearts.
Murong Chen let out a low roar and suddenly waved his fists down, "Whoosh!" The flying yellow sand instantly turned into a hurricane sandstorm, burying the world thirty feet around.
"I'm going! This savage sister is crazy!"
Bai Yunsheng complained, and he and Xiang Wujian had already jumped onto the roof of a shop. The sand was now covering the sun, turning the originally peaceful Yunxia City upside down.
"call."
The violent Huangsha quickly calmed down his anger.
Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian regained their sight on the street. Murong Chen was still standing there motionless. The ghost-faced figures that had just poured out had been broken into gravel, and the street was paved with a thick layer of sand.
But Bai Yunsheng's face was not at all relieved except for the shock of the killing, because in the city not far away, more ghost-faced people were coming.
These people exuded wisps of black energy, which gathered into a blue-black cloud over the ancient city. Wherever the cloud passed, it covered the sky and blocked the sun, and the Yin energy washed away like a tide.
Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian, who were standing at a high place, saw all this clearly. One after another, ghost figures were breaking out of the houses one after another, passing through every street and joining the mighty ghost army, and their target was exactly
Murong Chen in the middle of the road!
"This place is too evil. Sister Savage, come up quickly and let's fly over!"
Bai Yunsheng shouted downwards, and Murong Chen turned around, with horror in his indifferent eyes. He immediately summoned the flying carpet from his waist and flew towards Yunxia City. The strange and powerful ghost-faced man immediately stopped and stood in unison.
He turned around and chased the three of them in the direction they left.
Blue-black clouds covered the footsteps of the ghost-faced man. Bai Yunsheng and the others flew to the city for two or three miles, but they still could not escape the wind.
Although these ghosts had no cultivation at all, such a powerful formation still shocked the three people standing high in the sky. Unknowingly, except for the flying objects, there was no place for them to stay in the city.
At this moment, the streets and alleys of Yunxia City were crowded with green-black ghost-faced people, whining and roaring, walking toward a five-story attic below Bai Yunsheng.
Amidst the low roars, many ghost-faced men had already climbed up to the attic, staring directly at the three people above with their dark eye sockets.
"Are we leaving?" Murong Chen frowned and said with disgust in his eyes.
"No!" Xiang Wujian made a decision immediately. He said firmly, "Yunxia is adjacent to Jiangzhou. There must be no mistakes. We have to find the cause of the change."
"Brother is right. Now almost all the people in Yunxia City have become ghosts. It's definitely not that simple behind this."
Bai Yunsheng kept staring at the sea of ghost-faced people below like a swarm of ants, thinking.
Murong Chen said nothing and acquiesced to the two people's decision, but what no one noticed was that a trace of black air was slowly creeping up her smooth neck.
"Follow me!"
Xiang Wujian turned behind him and flew towards Nancheng with Bai Yunsheng and the others.
Those ghost-faced men who had climbed to the top of the building jumped down one after another, regardless of who they hit, and chased Bai Yunsheng and the others amidst a strange roar.
The dark clouds in the sky have covered almost half of Yunxia City, leading the sea of ghosts to flow south.
Soon, a red light suddenly appeared in the mist-like gloom ahead. The light traversed the entire Yunxia City from east to west, as if a barrier separated the north and south of Yunxia.
"Where is this?"
Bai Yunsheng and the other three stood on the top of the red light, and they saw clearly that this was a river. There were masses of red things floating on the river, about thirty feet high, blocking the spread of Yin Qi.
"This is the Qingyun River, the river of life under the clouds."
Xiang Wujian's expression became serious. He had vaguely guessed the reason behind the vision. After thinking for a moment, he said loudly: "Let's cross the river to the other side!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Three figures crossed the top of the red light from high altitude and entered Yunxianan City. The Yin Qi here had become extremely thin, but Bai Yunsheng did not expect that as soon as they settled down, they would be surrounded by swords and swords that suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Who! Dare to break into the barrier!"
A rude shout came from a group of armored guards, and a burly man appeared at the head, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, and a red beard.
Murong Chen's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she clenched her fists and prepared to take action, but Xiang Wujian held her shoulders down, suppressing her throbbing murderous aura.
Bai Yunsheng was calm. He could see the frightened nervousness in the eyes of these ordinary guards. He walked forward and said with a simple smile:
"My three brothers and sisters rushed to Jiangzhou. They passed by Yunxia and were surrounded by ghost-faced people. They saw a red light here, so they entered rashly."
But the ferocious man's black iron face did not change at all, and he still said bluntly: "Huh! People from Beicheng, kill without mercy!"
"Wow."
As soon as the big man's voice fell, there was a sudden commotion around him. The guards roared and rushed towards Bai Yunsheng and the others with swords and guns.
"Puff puff puff..."
After three breaths, the world returned to peace.
Bai Yunsheng and the other three were gone, and the empty streets by the river were strewn with corpses.
The big man who had been so menacing just now was so frightened that his eyes were blinded, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his whole body was shaking with fear.
On the other side of the Qingyun River fifty feet away in front of him, "Hoho." The crowd of ghost-faced people chasing Bai Yunsheng and the others had surged in, but they were all blocked from the red light on the river.
At this moment, Bai Yunsheng was in the lead, Xiang Wujian and Murong Chen were cut off, and the three of them flew towards the center of Yunxianan City.
Along the way, they saw many normal people. Teams of guards patrolled every street. Except for the slightly crowded streets, there seemed to be nothing unusual here.
After half a cup of tea, the majestic Yunxia Palace appeared in front of the three of them. But now the palace city has become half a refugee camp, and many temporary houses are like pieces of rags branded on the white marble surface.
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The three of them fell into the air and saw a ray of red light emerging from the main hall and stopping in front of Bai Yunsheng. It was a young man wearing red brocade clothes and carrying a sword, with a rather upright appearance.
When the young man saw Bai Yunsheng and the others, he politely said:
"I am Sima Ruling, a disciple of Bajiao Cave. I wonder where the three of you are from?"
Bai Yunsheng, who had yellow hair and a fat face, felt disgust in his heart when he heard that it was Bajiaodong, the leader of the Jianghu community in Lihuobuzhou.
When Xiang Wujian saw something was wrong, he stepped forward and returned the greeting: "We are from Jingzhou. This time we went back to Jiangzhou to visit friends. We passed by Yunxia. What happened here?"
After listening to Xiang Wujian's words, Sima Ruling lowered his guard a little.
"As fellow Taoists, please come with me, three of you. Let's talk in the room."
Sima Ruling stepped aside and led Bai Yunsheng and the others towards the palace.