Supreme Martial God Technique

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

The sound became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, they could also feel that there were several strange and powerful auras coming from the front.

Soon, the scene in the backyard appeared in their eyes.

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

Next to her, stood seven or eight ferocious men.

They all held broadswords, with hideous faces, and pointed the blades at the little girl, not moving or speaking.

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

She just lay on the ground, like a machine, making intermittent cries for help.

Wu Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

But Xiao Jin didn't think so much.

He roared, "Beast, stop!"

At the same time, he stepped forward directly, holding the Tongtian stick in his hand, ready to save the little girl.

He was very fast, Wu Yun wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yun didn't care about so much anymore. The Angel Blood Blade appeared in his hand, and he started to chase Xiao Jin.

But after taking a few steps, Wu Yun's face suddenly changed.

He shouted: "Xiao Jin, be careful, come back soon!"

Just now, Wu Yun suddenly figured out something.

But his shouting was too late after all, Xiao Jin had already rushed over.

Bang!

He smashed the Tongtian stick in his hand towards the ferocious men in front.

And a strange scene happened at this moment.

Whether it was the men or the little girl curled up on the ground, they seemed to have seen or heard nothing.

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

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

No damage was caused!

Even when I looked again, there was no trace of Xiao Jin in front of me.

It was as if he disappeared out of thin air, Xiao Jin, disappeared!

Along with Xiao Jin, the knife-wielding men in front and the little girl curled up on the ground asking for help also disappeared.

They all disappeared so abruptly!

"Damn it, illusion, yes, this is an illusion, damn it, I was actually bewitched just now!"

"But what on earth has bewitched my consciousness?"

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

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin!"

But his shouting did not receive any response.

Xiao Jin seemed to have left this space!

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

He regretted his actions just now. He should not have been bewitched. He should have seen through this illusion trap long ago.

But even he was bewitched.

Damn it, I was careless!

What on earth has bewitched me?

Smell?

But at this moment, there is no other smell except the smell of blood, it is impossible to bewitch me.

Is it a psychedelic picture?

It is impossible. I have the eye-penetrating technique. If it is just a simple picture, it can't confuse me.

What is that?

What has invaded my sea of ​​consciousness?

While Wu Yun was thinking, a rumbling sound of footsteps suddenly came from the surroundings.

It sounded like many people were coming. Although their cultivation aura could not be sensed, judging from the sound, there were probably many people coming.

"Give me back my life, give me back my life!"

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

The atmosphere of the entire space suddenly became gloomy.

At this moment, Wu Yun seemed to be in hell, and the surroundings were full of the voices of hell ghosts asking for their lives!

"Damn it, what kind of illusion is this, it's too weird!"

Wu Yun muttered to himself, looking back, and his face turned pale instantly.

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

He should not have been stunned by such a scene.

But at this moment, he was really scared.

There were at least thousands, or even tens of thousands of evil ghosts with terrible faces rushing towards him with their fangs and claws.

Moreover, these evil ghosts were dressed as ordinary civilians.

Some had horrible looks, and some even had broken limbs.

Some even had maggots crawling on their bodies.

They looked like they had just crawled out of a grave, with a disgusting stench and smell of yellow earth.

They were waving their claws and teeth, and making low and sinister calls for their lives.

They seemed to have only one goal, and that was Wu Yun.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing them rushing towards him, Wu Yun roared.

Xiao Jin's sudden disappearance had already made him uneasy.

Being frightened at this moment, he was even more furious.

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

Moreover, it seemed that these people had already died, not alive.

In that case, it didn't matter if he killed them again!

Bang, bang, bang...

He slapped more than a dozen palms in a row, and the angel blood blade in his hand danced like a dragon.

In an instant, at least hundreds of them were knocked over.

They had no blood on them.

Because Wu Yun had many of them ripped off their limbs and even chopped off their heads, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

All that fell were maggots!

Moreover, they had no fear, and continued to rush towards Wu Yun endlessly.

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

Because he found that these people were not only not afraid of death, but also invincible.

Even those whose heads he cut off could quickly reconnect and rush towards him again.

"No, these guys are endless. If this goes on, I will be dragged to death by them!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and said to himself. The reason why he didn't want to leave here was because Xiao Jin disappeared from here.

If he wanted to find Xiao Jin, he had to start from here.

But judging from the current situation, he might have to leave.

If he continued to stay here, he would be exhausted to death by these invincible guys sooner or later.

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

Wu Yun said to himself, then unfolded his body skills and prepared to leave.

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

He found that he couldn't 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 weird that it can also block the space?"

The angel blood blade slashed in the air, cutting off the heads of several evil ghosts rushing towards him, and stared at himself and said to himself.

But these headless evil ghosts quickly reattached their heads and stood up again.

The evil ghosts' encirclement was getting closer and closer.

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

The situation was already very urgent.

Once Wu Yun was surrounded by these indestructible guys and couldn't get away, even the most powerful person would probably be exhausted to death!

Supreme Martial God Technique