My wife is a sword god

Light and shadow intertwined, a powerful breath was stirring, and the red gun shadow pierced the night sky, advancing with the momentum of breaking the army, but was swallowed up by a bloody mouth halfway.

Speeding in the sky, Jin Yun, who was wearing a ghost mask, complained with his hands on his stomach: "It's not delicious."

As soon as the voice fell, a huge black stele condensed by shadows fell from the sky.

Seeing this, Bai Chong, who had the number nine tattooed on his chest, made a crackling sound under his black and white robe, and then a huge scorpion tail grew under his robe, swung upwards, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed the black coffin to pieces.

Bai Chong was holding a three-headed and six-armed ghost Buddha statue in his hand. The statue's belly was squirming, and it vomited a pile of residue in a moment.

"This dragon-suppressing stele is really fake." The ghost Buddha statue spoke, and the tone seemed to be expected.

"Where is it really?" Bai Chong asked.

"I can't figure it out. It must be that old man who blocked the secrets. But what is certain is that the Dragon-Suppressing Stele is not in Qiyuan City." Guifo chuckled.

Bai Chong said indifferently: "They knew that the Dragon-Suppressing Stele was fake, but they still chased us relentlessly. It seems that they wanted someone to escort the real Dragon-Suppressing Stele back to Qiyuan City."

"After all, the dragon spirit cannot leave the dragon vein for too long." Guifo had expected it, and asked again: "Baichong, did your spy get anything?"

"Wait a minute." Under the black and white robe, there were rustling sounds one after another. After a while, Bai Chong spoke again: "I think I found it."

Swish!

The powerful sword energy was like a raging wave, layer upon layer, slashing towards the two Bai Chong flying in the air.

Jin Yun'e's bulging belly moved, and the big mouth of the void appeared again, swallowing all the sword energy.

"Not delicious, not fun." Jin Yun'e complained while stroking his belly.

The ghost Buddha chuckled: "Since we have found them, let's play with them again."

While speaking, the pair of arms in the middle of the statue put their palms together, and in the void, a dark line cut through the space, opening up a dark and boundless gate.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are ignorant."

Deep in the pyrrhic gate, a strange roar sounded, deafening.

Countless monsters that looked like humans but not humans, like beasts but not beasts, swept out of the pyrrhic gate and attacked the group of people chasing behind them.

This is the magical power of the ghost Buddha, the six reincarnations - the animal path.

At the same time, the two of Bai Chong stopped their actions, turned around, and the battle started again.

On the other side, Qin Feng and his group were still on their way.

In the mountains and forests at night, the vision is always dim, especially in the deep mountains and old forests, the moonlight is blocked by the branches and leaves of the towering trees, and only a few lights pass through the gaps, leaving mottled light and shadows.

Fortunately, Yang He used the means of the Hundred Ghosts Daotong to continuously light up the green ghost fire on the road, so that everyone could distinguish the direction and move forward.

Perhaps because of the cover of night, Yang He led the team much faster, but he would still stop and inspect every distance, and only set off again after confirming that there was no problem.

And along the way, Zhang Tiannan always stayed at the back of the team and never moved.

Of course, Qin Feng never took off his mask of pain.

At night, it was unusually quiet, with only the breeze blowing and the rustling sound of the leaves.

Suddenly, the horse neighed, and someone tightened the reins and stopped the horse forcibly, but it was not Yang He who was leading, but Zhang Tiannan who was at the end of the team.

The rest of the people heard the movement and pulled the reins.

"What's wrong?" Yang He frowned and asked.

"The sound is wrong." Zhang Tiannan stepped off the horse and carefully observed the surroundings. This was the first time he spoke.

He was a martial artist at the peak of the sixth-grade concentration level. His eyesight and hearing were incomparable to ordinary people. Even in winter, even at night, the entire forest could not be so quiet, and the rustling sound of the leaves in the wind was too frequent.

After hearing this, the others listened carefully and soon discovered the abnormality. They got off their horses and looked alert.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement around, but the rustling sound became more and more frequent, as if it was ringing in the ears, making people feel annoyed and nervous for no reason.

Qin Feng swallowed his saliva and carefully hid beside Shi Ziming. For the sake of safety, he used the pupil technique to look around. It would have been better if he didn't look. When he looked, his heart was in his throat.

In the field of vision, there was a green yin aura, and in addition to the yin aura, there were dense red dots, gathering more and more, getting closer and closer.

That was

"Insects!" Qin Feng roared to remind.

As soon as the voice fell, a wasp-like insect, but the size of a palm, attacked from the right. The sharp mouthparts and the sharp needle on the tail glowed with a faint green light under the reflection of the ghost fire, which made people's scalps numb.

This insect was extremely fast. As soon as the buzzing sound sounded, it came in front of the five people, but it was a pity that it picked the wrong opponent.

Cang Feilan took out a dagger from her waist, and a silver light flashed. The wasp-like insect instantly split into two halves and fell to the ground.

However, everyone did not relax their vigilance, because in this moment, the insects around them had already surrounded them in piles. They were of different sizes, strange shapes, and ferocious and terrifying.

Qin Feng instantly thought of the words of the sturdy man in the center of the moon, and said with an ugly face: "We were discovered by the guys attacking Qiyuan City."

Crack!

Squeak!

Various insect sounds came one after another, just like a venomous snake would raise its body and hiss before spraying venom, they were also warning before attacking.

Yang He took out eight white banners and threw them into the air. With a whoosh, the eight white banners instantly fell to eight directions.

He did not stop, and quickly bit his finger again, blood dripped into the formation, and the white flag emitted a red light. Whenever an insect stepped into the formation, it would be crushed into powder by an unknown force.

This is the Eight-Sided Forbidden Wall Formation, which seals the ghost into the white flag and connects it with blood essence to prevent everything from entering the formation.

But this formation is not invincible. The insects outside the formation are of different strengths. The Eight-Sided Forbidden Wall Formation can only block insects below the second-turn calamity power at best, but cannot instantly kill more powerful existences.

As expected, after countless insects were killed and injured, the insects with less than the third-turn calamity power gave way, and larger and stronger insects appeared in front of everyone.

There are scorpions the size of adults, with purple light all over their bodies.

There are insects that are like meatballs with spikes all over their bodies.

There are huge bees with eight pairs of wings.

What made Qin Feng's hair stand on end the most was a giant centipede surrounded by many insects. Even if it didn't open its body, its erect body made Qin Feng look up!

The giant centipede's hooked legs swung and swayed, its sharp teeth collided, and with a sharp hissing sound.

Those powerful and aggressive insects suddenly attacked the five people!