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So dire a danger was thus resolved.

With lingering fear in his heart, Mingchu put his sword into the sheath behind Qin Yu and went to the front of the wall. The wall was peeled off, revealing the man in black who was hidden inside.

Wearing a mask.

"Only at the stage of transformation into a god?" Mingchu was surprised. The one who could be instantly killed by Qin Yu's sword was the stage of transformation into a god. Although he was at the peak, he couldn't hold back her sword.

It's just that how can a mere peak Huashen be able to control such a large number of headless ghosts, and these heads are still the heads of headless ghosts.

The ability is not enough, and the soul is not enough.

Unless he himself is a genius against the sky, Mingchu was about to investigate the corpse to find out what happened, but saw that Qin Yu had already pulled off the mask, revealing what was under the mask. ． ． Nothing face.

It is nothingness because there is no sense of reality—there is swimming black air inside.

"Xuanming puppet? Someone drove this puppet from a long distance to control the headless ghost." Mingchu recognized it and was surprised, but Qin Yu knelt down and put his hand on its face.

The secret flow in the palm of your hand wanders away.

After a while, its head shriveled and twisted, turning into dust.

Qin Yu turned his palm over, suspended the deprived black air in his palm, and sacrificed it into a delicate small bag that he took out with his other hand.

Hidden soul bag.

Moreover, it is a magic weapon bag at the level of a small spiritual weapon, which is specially used to hold souls. It can be used to protect souls or trap them.

It has dual functions, is very rare and expensive, and has no market value. In a sense, it may be equivalent to some ordinary top-grade spiritual weapons.

The black energy is the core of the puppet, and it also had a soul, but it was refined and put into the soul bag by Qin Yu. Qin Yu held the soul bag to drive the spell. ． ． quite a while.

"At Baozi Mountain."

Mingchu has become numb to her use of many kinds of magic methods, "If that person is in Baozi Mountain, no matter whether those people who disappeared before were killed or not, I will definitely go there, but you..."

Qin Yu: "Let's go."

This is the answer.

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Qin Yu and the others left the ancient well without taking care of the traces, because these traces just led the rescue team behind to find them. It would be better if they went to Baozi Mountain together.

In fact, it is also possible to directly inform Sanwangdie of these discoveries, but firstly, the two of them are unwilling to directly contact such a powerful organization, and secondly, the other party may not believe it, so they have to come and check for a while, then it is better to let them check it themselves , anyway, there is no obstacle now, and those people are about to find this village.

"The miasma has faded a lot, time is of the essence, let Yujian go directly."

Qin Yu and his two swords flew across the sky and headed directly to Baozi Mountain. Not long after they left, many people rushed to this village. ． ． ．

Baozi Mountain, the most famous and most terrifying dangerous place in the Three Kings Stack, I heard that in the depths of Baozi Mountain, even the great masters of the Mahayana period are somewhat taboo.

But the name is so down-to-earth, I don't know what kind of place it is.

Qin Yu and the two of them came out of the headless creek with their swords. They used the fastest speed, and they still flew for two and a half days before seeing the distant view on the bun.

It is a mountain, but it makes people shudder when viewed from a distance.

"Baozishan is a place where zombies run rampant." Mingchu summed up the horror of this place in one sentence.

Zombie? ． ． Among the evil things in the copy of the comprehension world, it is considered to be in the front row.

"Ordinary zombies are fine. If the level is higher and the number is more, it is estimated that they will not be able to come out after entering the fusion period."

Qin Yu's words were not a joke, she had keen insight, and could feel the ferocity of that mountain from a distance.

"I haven't been there yet, but I heard from my friends that there are a lot of zombies in there, and it's not a surprise to meet a group. If you talk about the level... the weakest zombie is also comparable to the gods."

Mingchu's friends had been in Sanwangdie in the early years, so they were quite familiar with each other.

Oh, it means that nine times out of ten Wuque's true disciples will die if they enter the mountain gate.

Leave no room for it.

Wuque is still not weak now, and there are very few disciples who are qualified to enter the Three Kings Stack, let alone Baozi Mountain.

Mingchu knew a lot about Baozi Mountain from her friends, and several Jiazhen told Qin Yu that because the corpses in the mountain were too heavy, it was extremely difficult to control the sword, and the two of them spent a lot of money, so they pressed the flying sword and set off on the mountain. He took some pills under his feet to restore his strength, and then entered.

But as soon as they entered the mountain gate, both of them noticed something strange.

like. ． ． There are few zombies.

Soon they knew why there were fewer zombies.

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In other words, in the dead of night and heavy rain, there is a temple on the mountain, and there is a Buddha statue in the temple, under the Buddha statue. ． ． There were quite a few people who were seriously injured and unconscious. Their faces were a little blue. Although someone was taking care of them, the people who took care of them were trembling. If they can get through it, if they can't, they will be the next wave of zombies.

The rest of the people are also discussing a question, to save or not to save?

"If we don't take them, we may not be able to rush out, but now it's hard to protect ourselves."

"The barriers set up can't last long."

"Beidou, do you mean you want us to leave these brothers here to die?"

If an issue cannot be discussed and no consensus can be reached, the result is a conflict.

When Beidou, the third master of the Northern Xinjiang Alliance, and Jin Banshan, the seventh master of the Mountain and Wilderness Alliance, were about to clash with hostility, the man sitting in the middle said: "You two, this is not the time for us to fight internally, but outside. There are hundreds of old zombies waiting to eat meat and drink blood, and a moment of enthusiasm can't solve the problem."

How can two masters listen to ordinary people, and those who can speak out to stop them are definitely not weaker than them, and even have a higher status.

The opponent is Feiyunjian Jing Butritium of Shiweilou.

Three such powerful fusion masters were trapped in one place? What is the old zombie outside?

Following a young monk looking out through the hole in the broken window of the temple door, he could see hundreds of ferocious zombies intercepted by the huge golden light barrier, each head was lingering into gray gas, the skin and flesh were not rotten, but skinny The head, at first glance, looks like a bloodless skeleton covered with human skin, wearing tattered clothes, jumping and crazily rushing towards the barrier.

The young monk trembled when he saw the zombie teeth protruding from their mouths. The teeth were as long as a little finger, and they were extremely sharp from the upper jaw to the lower jaw. He had seen one of the zombie teeth bite his senior brother with his own eyes. ． ．

Closing his eyes, the young monk felt a little painful, and turned around to ask several experts, "Seniors, how long can this barrier last?"

Beidou snorted softly, "It's time for two cups of tea, but instead of asking how long the outside can last, it's better to ask how long the people inside can last, and if they can't..."

The eyes of the crowd subconsciously fell on some of the wounded but not dead companions on the ground. Many of them had blood holes in their necks and bodies.

In fact, it is unwise to keep them, but after all, they are companions who have fought side by side for so many days. If they are abandoned, it would be too much. ． ．

"Actually, these corpse poisons can be dispelled, as long as you give us time." A female cultivator who was expelling the corpse poison from the wounded said softly, and a young young man beside him also said anxiously: "I will talk to my sister for some time." The secret method of expelling poison should be able to save it, but it only takes an hour."

an hour? It might be time to drink several cups of tea.

too late.

Beidou and the others looked at the two siblings, but they didn't make a sound, but Jin Banshan suddenly stood up and said with a sneer, "It's not too late, there are changes outside."

What changed?

After everyone felt it carefully, Qiqi's face changed drastically.

Because of the old stiff outside. ． It seems to have changed a lot.