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It was only when he was close in front of his eyes that Bei Fu realized how disgusting that figure was.

Not only did the pupils of the eyes dilate, white worms continued to wriggle out of the eyes, entering and exiting the eye sockets.

The figure's head was tilted to the side, and the bones of the cervical spine had been pierced from the side of the neck. Under the shaking, a big hole had been worn out at the place where the flesh was connected.

In the mouth of that figure, pitch-black fangs were exposed, salivating, extremely disgusting.

What about Chu He, Mu Yingjin, and others?

Bei Fu's eyes widened suddenly, and in panic, the bow and arrow he aimed at shot empty.

And that figure was already close at hand, and it was about to bite down with its mouth open.

Bei Fu had practiced a lot on Liangjie Mountain, and he didn't stand still because of the fear in his heart. With a cold drink, he drew out the long sword at his waist, poured his energy, and stabbed with it.

In a daze, that figure suddenly pulled out a long sword to block Bei Fu's stabbing attack.

Corpses also use swords?

Bei Fu was stunned.

With such a dazed effort, the figure in front of him suddenly raised his palm and slapped Bei Fu on the head.

It's over, I'm going to die.

Bei Fu closed his eyes tightly, and suddenly relaxed in his heart.

The slap did not have the huge power as imagined, but a warm breath poured in, making Bei Fu completely awake.

This is Wenqi!

Bei Fu opened his eyes suddenly, and the scene in front of him changed completely.

It was not the corpse that was slapped, but Mu Yingjin.

While Chu He and the others were still staring at that figure closely, Chu He was ready to make a move.

Bei Fu stared blankly at the bow that had been thrown on the ground, while the arrow flew to nowhere.

Chu He seemed to look back, and said in a cold voice.

"Yao Hong, fight for me, Zi Muyang, keep an eye on him, and if there is a problem, do it immediately."

The two responded in a low voice.

The next moment, Chu He rushed out with a cold drink, and slashed towards the figure with a sword.

The figure seemed to be aware of the danger, and the whole body twisted and bent at an incredible angle. There was a sound of broken bones, and the corpse bounced up again, slapping it with a palm.

Chu He looked at the palms covered with green water on the corpse, and did not move at all. He gently swung the long sword in his hand, and cut off his arm.

Afterwards, Chu He's long sword continued, and his speed suddenly increased, cutting off the head of the corpse with one sword.

When the head fell to the ground, the headless corpse shook and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yao Hongzi and Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

When several people stepped forward, Bei Fu asked in confusion.

"What happened to me just now?"

Mu Yingjin said coldly.

"After you bent your bow, a trace of literary spirit suddenly appeared on your body, and then you suddenly shot an arrow forward. If I hadn't reacted, Zi Muyang would have been pierced by your arrow."

"I thought you missed it, but then you suddenly pulled out your long sword and stabbed at me. Only then did I realize that you had entered an illusion, and then I poured my energy into it and pulled you back."

Bei Fu felt lingering in his heart, and thanked Mu Yingjin with his hands clasped together.

If it wasn't for Mu Yingjin, he would obviously have been possessed by a ghost, and gradually fell into ghost cultivation.

While speaking, Bei Fu clasped his fists at Zi Muyang again and said.

"Sorry."

Zi Muyang waved his hand and said.

"It's nothing, it's not your intention."

Bei Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Zi Muyang in front of him laughed.

The mouth was split open all the way to the ears, revealing bright red gums and filthy fangs. "Hey, since you almost hurt me, then you should be eaten by me."

Bei Fu was still in a state of mind, he started up again and again, and suddenly screamed out.

Suddenly, Mu Yingjin's voice came.

Bei Fu turned his head suddenly, but saw that Mu Yingjin was completely normal.

Turning his head again, Zi Muyang did not change, and looked puzzled.

Bei Fu was astonished, and just about to speak out, he heard Chu He's voice.

"Come and see, this person also has a token on him."

Hearing Chu He's voice, several people turned their heads quickly, Bei Fu also forgot what he wanted to say, and hurried over.

Mu Yingjin stood behind Bei Fu, her eyes were cold.

Chu He picked up the token, motioned to everyone, and said.

"Obviously, two people died in the first batch of ghosts, and the remaining three people are likely to encounter accidents."

Mu Yingjin greeted her from behind, and said in a cold voice.

"You mean, if it's just because of ghost cultivators, even if someone dies, they should take back the token instead of letting it fall to the ground."

Chu He nodded, then frowned.

"However, the current situation is uncertain. They may also have encountered large-scale ghosts. After they were discovered, they were powerless to fight. They had no choice but to cut off the rear, and the rest escaped."

"The second situation is that they met a powerful ghost cultivator, a third-rank ghost general or a second-rank ghost commander, and they fought and retreated, but were killed by the powerful ghost cultivator."

Mu Yingjin pointed to the corpse on the ground and asked in a cold voice.

"How do you explain this? It's understandable for a corpse to become a ghost cultivator, but why does the token around his waist shine brightly? There is absolutely no way he will have any literary spirit."

Chu He shook his head and said.

"It's not clear, unless..."

Unless the waist is bright, it is not the cause of the corpse.

Chu He squinted his eyes and looked at the token carefully. He didn't notice anything unusual from it. He could still inject literary energy normally, and then it would emit ghost energy.

Could it be because of the corpse?

How many of us were confused by the illusion just now?

Chu He couldn't think clearly, so he spoke.

"Let's leave here as soon as possible, and then find a place to contact the academy."

When I just entered the ghost world, I encountered such a thing, and it was a bad start.

The only task of Chu He and the others is to find the first batch of ghosts that entered the ghost world.

But now that two people died in the ghost world, and there were such unusual circumstances, it was not clear whether the remaining three were dead or alive, so Chu He didn't dare to go to them rashly.

What if the remaining three people also died and were just traps made by powerful ghost cultivators?

The only way now is to contact Mu Tong, let Mu Tong give a plan, and then give the task goal.

Chu He already had an idea in his mind.

That is to exclude the first batch of ghosts, and they perform tasks independently.

This is the ghost world. In this dangerous place, any possible attempt may lead to great danger.

When the first batch of ghosts had clearly been exposed to the eyes of powerful ghost cultivators in the ghost world, no matter whether the remaining three survived or not, they could not continue to contact them. This was tantamount to taking a huge risk.

It's just killing a corpse now, as long as Chu He and the others don't directly bump into the powerful ghost cultivator, their figures will not be exposed.

Completing tasks independently is obviously the most important thing at the moment.

While thinking about it, Chu He put out a token and poured his literary spirit into it.

After a long time, Chu He slowly raised his head and looked around.

Above the token, there is no response.