Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 1322 Xiaojin's disappearance, crisis

Following the sound, Wu Yun and Xiao Jin quickly headed towards the backyard of the dilapidated house.

The voice became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, they could also feel that there were several unfamiliar and powerful breaths coming from the front.

Soon, the backyard picture appeared in their eyes.

I saw a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, covered in blood, curled up on the ground.

Beside her, stood seven or eight men with ferocious spirits.

All of them were holding broad swords, with hideous faces, the blade pointed at the little girl, and they didn't move or speak.

And the little girl who was curled up on the ground was also motionless.

Just lying on the ground like a machine, making intermittent calls for help.

Wu Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly realized that something was not right.

But Xiao Jin didn't think so much.

With a loud roar, "Beast, stop!"

At the same time, he walked away directly, holding the Tongtian Stick in his hand, ready to rescue the little girl.

His speed was fast, Wu Yun wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Wu Yun couldn't care less, the angel blood blade appeared in his hand, unfolded his movement, and chased Xiao Jin directly.

But just a few steps away, Wu Yun's expression suddenly changed.

He shouted: "Xiaojin, be careful, come back soon!"

Just now, Wu Yun suddenly figured out something.

However, his cry was too late after all, and Xiao Jin had already rushed over.

boom!

The Tongtian stick in his hand smashed towards the ferocious men in front of him.

And a strange scene happened at this moment.

Neither the men nor the little girl curled up on the ground seemed to have seen or heard it.

They still kept their original movements, motionless, and had no intention of paying attention to Xiao Jin at all.

What's even more weird is that after Xiao Jin smashed this stick, his attack seemed to be swallowed up by something.

No harm was done!

Even, looking at it again, in front of me, there is no trace of Xiao Jin at all.

It's as if it disappeared out of thin air, Xiao Jin, gone!

Along with Xiao Jin, there were also the men with knives in front and the little girl who was curling up and begging for help.

They all disappeared so suddenly!

"Bastard, illusion, yes, this is illusion, damn, I was fascinated just now!"

"But what is it that captivates my consciousness?"

Wu Yun immediately reacted, gritted his teeth, and then shouted loudly.

"Xiaojin, Xiaojin!"

But his cries went unanswered.

Xiao Jin seems to have left this space!

Wu Yun stabilized his mind, took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to calm himself down.

He regretted his actions just now, he shouldn't have been fascinated, he should have seen through this illusion trap long ago.

But even he was fascinated.

Asshole, careless!

What is it that fascinates me?

odor?

But at this moment, there is no other smell except this bloody smell, and it is impossible to charm me.

A psychedelic image?

It's impossible, I have the piercing pupil technique, if it's just a simple picture, it won't confuse me.

what is that?

What has invaded my sea of ​​consciousness?

While Wu Yun was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of rumbling footsteps around.

It sounds like a lot of people are coming. Although they can't perceive their cultivation base, but judging from the sound, there are probably many people who come.

"Give my life back, pay my life back!"

Along with the rumbling footsteps came a series of gloomy voices.

The atmosphere of the entire space suddenly became gloomy.

At this moment, Wu Yun seemed to be in hell, and there were all the sounds of hell ghosts screaming around!

"Bastard, what kind of fantasy is this, it's so weird!"

He muttered to himself and looked back, Wu Yun's face instantly turned pale.

On the way of cultivation, along the way, he has killed too many people.

Shouldn't have been stunned by this scene.

However, at this moment, he was truly frightened.

I saw at least thousands, even tens of thousands, of terrifying-looking evil spirits rushing towards him with their fangs and claws.

Moreover, these evil ghosts are all dressed up as ordinary civilians.

Some looked terrible, and some even had stumps and broken arms.

Some even have maggots crawling around.

It was as if they had just climbed out of the grave, with a disgusting stench and a smell of loess coming from their nostrils.

They opened their teeth and danced their claws one by one, and made a low and eerie sound of life in their mouths.

They seem to have only one purpose, and that is Wu Yun.

"Go away!"

Seeing them rushing towards him, Wu Yun roared loudly.

Xiao Jin's sudden disappearance made him uneasy.

Being so frightened at this moment, even more anger surged.

Although he didn't want to do anything to these guys dressed as civilians, it didn't prove that Wu Yun wouldn't kill them.

And, it seems, these people are long dead, not alive.

If that's the case, it's okay to kill again!

bang bang bang...

More than a dozen palms were shot in a row, and the angel blood blade in his hand was dancing like a dragon.

In an instant, at least hundreds of them were blasted.

There is no blood on them.

Because many of them had their limbs removed by Wu Yun, and even their heads were cut off, not a single drop of blood came out.

What fell, only maggots!

Moreover, they didn't know that they were afraid, and they kept rushing towards Wu Yun endlessly.

However, the more he fought, the more ugly Wu Yun's face became.

Because he found that these people were not only not afraid of death, but also could not be beaten to death.

Even those who had their heads cut off by him would soon be able to reconnect and rush towards him again.

"No, these guys can't be killed. If this goes on, I will be dragged to death by them!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth to himself, the reason why he didn't want to leave here is because Xiao Jin disappeared from here.

If he wants to find Xiao Jin, he must start from here.

But in the current situation, he may have to leave.

Continue to stay here, and sooner or later be consumed by these undead guys.

"Leave here first, lure these guys away, then come back and find a way to find Xiao Jin!"

Wu Yun muttered to himself, then unfolded his movements and prepared to leave.

However, just as he was about to unfold his body technique, his face sank again.

He found himself unable to fly.

The space above seemed to be locked by something, and he couldn't leave from the air.

"What's going on, what kind of power is this? It's so strange that it can block space?"

The angel's blood blade slashed into the air, slashing off the heads of several evil spirits charging towards him, staring at him and muttering to himself.

But these headless demons quickly put their heads on again and stood up again.

The encirclement of evil spirits is getting closer and closer.

Seeing that, Wu Yun's range of movement was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't fly away due to the limitation of the air.

The situation seems to be very urgent.

Once Wu Yun is surrounded by these guys who can't be beaten to death, and he can't get out, no matter how powerful he is, he will probably be consumed to death!

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