Chapter 120 Corpse Demon
The deep mountains at night are exceptionally quiet.

The bonfires around the camp have been extinguished, and the spirit picking workers have already slept in tents.

According to the habit, people like Yang Di usually go to the mountains to work and set up camp at night, and there are always people standing guard just in case.

But with Ye Liushang here, they don't need them to watch the night, and any disturbance will not escape the eyes of classmate Ye.

Before the proprietress closed her eyes, she read the medical books with the flashlight for a while, then sat up cross-legged, trying to adjust the inner breath according to the exercises taught by Ye Liushang, and adopt the ethereal charm of the mountain.

After nightfall, Luo Qingning always felt that there was something sneaky around the camp, and in the darkness, it seemed that there were a pair of cold and gloomy eyes staring at it.

But Her Majesty didn't express anything, so she didn't want to make a fuss.

When it was almost one o'clock in the morning, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken, and there were waves of panic calls for help from the distant mountains and forests.

"Help, come quickly, there are monsters coming out to harm people...the Taoist exorcist from the south Maobeima...Chongyang Palace Mo Shaoxia...where are you...my lord...my lord, help me... "

The cry for help was intermittent, and under the quiet night, with the help of the empty echo effect in the mountains and forests, it spread far away.

"Isn't that Xue Manzi's voice?"

"This Feng Shui master doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, howling in the mountains."

Yang Di and the others were awakened in their sleep, and they recognized the source of the sound.

Luo Qingning got out of the tent anxiously. She was already uneasy, but was made even more uneasy by the old magic stick's voice.

"Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

A faint voice came from Ye Liushang's tent.

"Ok."

The proprietress pursed her red lips, and went back to the tent resentfully. This guy is really calm.

shhhhhhh~
Ye Liushang did not move, but in another camp in the forest, after hearing the sound, Ma Lingjiao and the others all took action, skimmed up the treetops, heard the direction of the sound, and hurried away.

They knew that it was Xue Manzi who was shouting, and as fellow-men, no matter what happened, it was difficult for them to stand idly by.

At this time, in the dense forest a few kilometers away, the scene is indeed a bit hairy.

The ground was in a mess, blood was flowing, stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere, and they had all turned blue and dark.

roar~~
On the open space, a woman wearing a robe from the old period, her long hair was messy like a waterfall, her skin was as white as snow and frost, her face was covered with bloodstains, her eyeballs turned into fish belly white, she was going mad, and the sound of roaring, Creepy.

A burly young man was wrestling with it.

This person has a cold face, his eyebrows are sharp like a knife, and his moves are fierce and swift, soft but firm. Many nearby trees and rocks were broken and shattered by him.

Even that terrifying woman was thrown away by his heavy punches time and time again, and her body was dented several times.

However, it seemed that the woman couldn't be beaten to death at all, and no matter what kind of heavy blow her body suffered, she could recover quickly.

Or to be precise, it was not a person at all, but more like a moving female corpse.

"What are you doing, barbarian, think of a way soon."

Although the ruthless man has powerful skills, he can't stand the immortal body of the female corpse. Following the female corpse's madness, dangers have begun to appear everywhere, so he can only urge the middle-aged fat man in the white coat angrily again and again.

"Mr. Lu, man, my voice is hoarse. Rescuers must be coming. Please hold on for a while."

Xue Manzi stood beside him, with a mournful face, his face was uglier than a pig's liver, and his legs were trembling, eager to run.

In fact, if he hadn't been afraid of this person's identity, the barbarian would have run away long ago.

Three days ago, he, the feng shui master, followed this group of people into the mountain according to the agreement he had made at the beginning.

The background of the employer is frighteningly large, and it is the Tang family that is currently on the cusp of the storm, and the ruthless master in front of him is one of Miss Tang's five tigers, the Dark Tiger——Lu Feng!
Lu Feng's trip was also to help Miss Tang find the legendary fountain of youth, and he, Xue Manzi, acted as a consultant of the Mysterious Sect, and it would be very lucrative after the event was completed.

Tonight, a group of people spent the night in this deep mountain. They thought they could only eat and sleep in the open, but before dark, they were lucky enough to meet a family in the mountain.

The hostess was hospitable and allowed them to enter the yard to rest and prepared a lot of food, but they never expected that after most of them fell asleep, the hostess would run into the men's room and put her arms around the heads of Lu Feng's subordinates play kiss.

That picture seems very evocative, but Xue Manzi, who is a member of the Taoist sect, can't help but look at it, this, this, this is clearly a demon sucking human spirits!
In the blink of an eye, the house of the rich family disappeared, and there were only deserted graves in sight. It turned out that the hospitable hostess turned out to be a corpse demon!
After the corpse demon's true form was revealed, it started to kill. Lu Feng's subordinates were killed one after another, and now even the tiger under Miss Tang's command seemed to be unable to stand up.

Xue Manzi is struggling to death now. In Xunxian Town, he was injured by the wraith, and he failed to see through the illusion of the corpse demon in time with his eyes. Now he is not the opponent of this female corpse demon. He has cast many spells, but there is nothing he can do. In desperation, he had no choice but to lick his old face and shout for help desperately into the mountains.

Just as Ye Liushang said, people from all walks of life are now looking for clues by "looking at the mountain to find the pulse", so Xue Manzi is sure that the people of the same way must be nearby.

"Bold and monstrous, don't hesitate to catch him!"

Not long after, Mao Ziling and his party came rushing over. Seeing that there was a corpse demon doing harm here, they were astonished, and they all put up their positions.

"Hahaha! The savior is here!"

Xue Manzi was so excited that he almost shed tears.

As far as the background is concerned, he, a Feng Shui master, also comes from Sutu's lineage, while his usual competitor, Wang Tielin, comes from Mai's lineage.

It's just that the two of them have been obsessed with interests since they were young, and they feel that killing evil and eliminating spirits is no longer profitable in this era, so in order to cater to the preferences of those nobles in today's upper-class circles, they specialize in Fengshui of Sutu and Mai. Physiognomy of veins, so that the ability to subdue demons and demons is seriously neglected.

On the other hand, these people are either not biased, or they just focus on Qimen Dunjia and Taoist supernatural powers. Among them, Mao Ziling is not as good as the barbarian Fayan, but fortunately, Ma Lingjiao, the proud daughter of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan, Mo Qingyang, the leader of the Qing Dynasty in Chongyang Palace, is here.

The only thing that makes Xue Manzi a little regretful is that the mysterious lord has never appeared, and Manzi always feels that the feng shui charm of this area seems a little weird.

He was hurt by the wraith, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only secretly pray that there would be no more trouble.

After the masters of the Tao made their moves, Lu Feng, the master under the eldest lady's command, finally got rid of the corpse demon's entanglement.

Lu Feng secretly hated that the old wand was useless, and immediately asked with a calm face: "You friends, you shouldn't lose the chain again, right?"

"Ahem... Ling Jiao and the others are professionals..." Xue Manzi was embarrassed and could only find a step for himself.

But it never occurred to him that as soon as he finished speaking, Mao Ziling and his party, who were fighting the corpse demon, performed abnormally one by one, and failed to kill the corpse demon in time.

"It doesn't seem right!"

"Master Dao, why do I feel a little dizzy, and I can't bring myself up."

"My Maoshan Evil Breaking Sword Finger doesn't work anymore, how could it be?"

Each of them can stand alone, but the tricks they are playing now seem to be malfunctioning, and their bodies are getting weaker and weaker.

"Someone used Nether Weak Water to moisten this cemetery, the breath of Weak Water sticking to you now, even the Immortal Da Luo, is about to lose all his mana, so die to me!"

Suddenly, the corpse monster raised its head to the sky and roared, its pale face was ferocious, showing a wicked smile, and its voice was hoarse.

"what?"

Hearing this, the faces of Ma Lingjiao, Mo Qingyang and others changed greatly, as if they had heard the bad news suddenly.

(End of this chapter)

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