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Twenty people disappeared without a trace, life and death were unpredictable, and they didn't even know what was coming.For a moment, there seemed to be a black cloud above the team's head, and everyone was so depressed that they couldn't breathe.

"Supervisor, it's not good, he..." A fan from Dongchang pointed at a wounded man, stepped back in horror, and stammered.

Walking forward quickly, I saw the wounded on the ground, his face was black with green, and there was green water flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"What poison? So powerful." Second Master Duan swallowed and looked at the people on the ground in horror.Fearing that the green water would contaminate them, everyone covered their noses and dared not move forward.

Worried that it was the same as last time, and there was something weird in it. House Yi signaled everyone to stay back, and stepped forward cautiously.Even if he is invulnerable to all poisons, he still uses his skills secretly to prevent accidents.

After checking, Fang Fangyi found that the wound on the man's body was just a scratch on his arm, and it was not fatal at all.However, the wound has already festered at this moment, and it looks extremely disgusting, making people sick.

House Yi shook his head, knowing that this person was hopeless.When he got up, a stone in his hand went straight to the man's eyebrow, leaving a bloody hole on the man's head, and the last faint breath disappeared without a trace.

"Set it on fire!"

Now the sun has risen, but the soldiers all bow their heads and look listless.Thinking about what happened last night, everyone was terrified.

"Young master, what should we do? Do you want to hurry today?"

Hurrying is no longer the top priority, how to deal with the current crisis is the top priority, and there is no point in going any further, House Yi immediately said: "Forget it, rest where you are. Let me discuss how to deal with the ugly things tonight?"

The soldiers were busy cleaning up the mess, while House Yi and others sat around, all relatively silent.You don't even know the enemy, let alone how to deal with it.

Seeing that no one opened his mouth, Fang Fangyi thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen what happened last night. The monster is not only extremely strong, but also has a hard body, making it difficult for swords and guns to penetrate. Cope with it. Let’s talk about what to do, shall we?”

Second Master Duan was the most impatient, and took the lead to say: "My lord, you don't think that thing is really a ghost?"

"Ghost? If it's true, I'm afraid I've become a dead soul on this mountain now. It's just pretending to be a ghost. No matter what it is, it must have its weakness. Think carefully, how should we deal with it?"

Everyone nodded to express their agreement with what Fang Fangyi said.

Meng Long has always acted calmly, and among the four brothers, he is also more assertive.After pondering for a while, he said: "In any case, we can't sit still and wait for death. We are wandering in the rivers and lakes, and we have already put life and death aside. Why should we be frightened by something we don't know? If it spreads out, it will lose our reputation. This monster is strange. I didn't see it clearly in the dark night, but after thinking about it carefully, I now have a way to take a risk."

After everyone listened to Meng Long's words, no one expressed their opinion, but a dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, and they acted in this way.Every day is like suffering. Every time the sun goes down, everyone will feel nervous.

The more this is the case, the faster the time passes, and the sun has already set on the mountain, and the darkness is coming again.At this moment, a large amount of firewood was piled up around, and after being lit, the light of the fire shone across the area, driving away the darkness.In the middle of the bonfire, the skin of the face was roasted and hurt, and some people's hair had already started to curl, but no one paid attention to these in the face of death.Everyone cheered up and looked around cautiously.

When the ugly time came, the surroundings became quieter, and even the rapid heartbeat could be clearly heard.In a trance, a rush of north wind blew up, and the flames drifted to one place, and everyone looked around in horror.

Suddenly, a group of black shadows seemed to descend from the sky, condensing into a solid body, and the north wind just stopped at this moment.Tang Chong raised his head slowly under the moonlit night, the corpse slave had a chain around his neck, and the long iron chain was pulled in Tang Chong's hand.

Everyone held the handle of the knife in their hands and slowly took a few steps back.House Yi took a step forward, his pupils narrowed, and said: "So it's you, why is my family worried about where to find you, I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself."

When the house was easy to talk, everyone began to separate slowly, and ten people gathered together and lit the torch in their hands at the same time.From Tang Chong's point of view, everyone in his eyes has become a dead body, he is too lazy to say anything, and with a flick of his body, he attacks the house easily.

The moment Tang Chong made his move, the huge body of the corpse slave rushed towards the crowd.Youying suffered a loss last time, not only did not have the slightest timidity at this moment, but rushed towards the corpse slave.

A small dot rushed towards him in front of him, the corpse slave roared, and slapped You Ying's snow-white body with a slap.At the moment when the corpse slave bent down, You Ying jumped up and bit the back of the corpse slave's neck while avoiding the blow.

Youying bit down without entering at all, his paws grabbed a white mark, and was suddenly thrown by the corpse slave, and his body was thrown to the ground.The corpse slave ignored the shadow, roaring and rushed towards the crowd.

After fighting once, Fang Ziyi knew that Tang Chong's speed was much faster than his own.But at present, Fang Fangyi's "Yixuan Jing" has achieved something, relying entirely on feeling.

There was a trace of horror in Tang Chong's eyes. He originally concluded that the house would attack backwards, so when he made a move, he first pretended to attack the house's back, and at the critical moment, he suddenly slapped the house on the chest.

However, Tang Chong was no ordinary mediocre hand. Tianzuo slashed down at the tip of his nose, and the knife glow was blocked by his poisonous hand.The house was easy to hit, and suddenly disappeared.

Tang Chong dodged the house and appeared behind a soldier. The soldier died under his cruel hands without realizing it. Tang Chong shrank his black robe and hid behind the dead man.

"It's dangerous. I didn't expect his saber skills to improve so quickly. Fortunately, I came prepared, otherwise I would return without success today." The corpse slave hid behind and waited for an opportunity.

On the other side, the corpse slave rushed into the crowd like a mad bull.Everyone was terrified, they had already forgotten the previous strategy, and when they realized it, ten people had already been dispersed.

A soldier holding a torch was knocked to the ground. Just as he was about to get up, his body had already been stepped on by the corpse slave, and his chest was sunken deeply.In an instant, ten people were already dead**, and the remaining people were also frightened and forgot to resist.

In the blink of an eye, a ten-man formation has been broken, meaningless.The corpse slave grabbed a soldier with both hands and bit the man's throat.

Although the formation of the other soldiers was complete, everyone's faces turned pale at this moment, their internal organs twitched, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, everyone knows that if this continues, there is absolutely no hope of survival.

Meng Long and the others looked at each other and understood each other's plans.If we don't join hands to stop this monster at this moment and let him go down, everyone will probably lose the confidence to resist.

"Fuck, I don't care what kind of bastard you are, let you taste the power of grandpa's axe." Duan Erye, who had been holding back for a long time, roared and rushed forward, even if he died, he would not endure this kind of mental torture.