As soon as he finished speaking, the broken arm swayed, and the broken fingers on the ground moved together, and rushed towards Hua Xiaomi and the others.

It was rotten meat, hanging loosely on her finger bones, and she could clearly see that there were still tiny maggots squirming.

With the unique stench of death, it poured into her nose.

Hua Xiaomi bent her waist, her arms were empty, and her fingers rubbed against her face.

It felt cool, and the scratches were very light, so light that the fluff on her face felt a little itchy.

"I'll go, Hua Luo, you're done, he's following you!"

Chaofeng's facial expression was a little exaggerated, and his saliva was sprayed out.

Hua Xiaomi ignored it and just kept spinning around the Red Rainbow Spear in her hand, jumping in the air, and stabbed her rotting arm with the gun.

"Puchi!"

The gun was rotten, and blood bubbles appeared. A trace of black blood tendon was swept out with the tip of the gun. Her arm fell to the ground. She seemed to hear a scream.

Hua Xiaomi's feet had not yet stood firm, and the space was shaking. When they looked at each other again, the graves around suddenly swelled up.

"This... don't tell me, there will be countless arms coming out of it next."

In her spiritual consciousness, there were all these bulging tombs in dozens of miles. They were covered in circles, and they were surrounded in the center. This scene, hiss...

"Then you are too imaginative." Chaofeng did not forget to say something to her while paying attention to the surrounding scenes.

As soon as I finished speaking, the graves suddenly changed and moved in circles.

Hua Xiaomi was a little dazzled and looked quite regular, "Is this... formation? trapping the formation?"

"Not stop," Chaofeng shook his head and said lightly: "There are also killing formations."

On a desolate night, Hua Xiaomi and the others seemed to have gone to the wrong cemetery and buried their burial. Once they entered, they could not find their way out.

A gust of wind made her feel chills from her body, and she rubbed her arms and got goosebumps.

Be alert and be alert, the strings in your mind are tight, but the more nervous you are, the more likely you will have problems.

"Woo..." The wind sounded shrill, like a sad female ghost crying and laughing.

The fog rises and the moon is dim.

The ethereal song rang, light and shallow, but it hits people's hearts.

Hua Xiaomi couldn't understand this song, maybe she used the old saying, but the grief in the song made people feel sad.

"I think, maybe I still have some illusion array."

The two of them looked at each other and gave each other something.

What Hua Xiaomi gave her was a piece of pure heart candy, and what she gave her was something like a solidified blood clot.

Some things are self-evident.

Hua Xiaomi did not eat his blood clot, but instead stuffed a heart-clearing candy into her mouth, um...durian smell.

Then it seemed as if it was still. They stared at the surroundings quietly.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

"Do it!"

Chaofeng took out a dark red bone tower, held it in his hand and had enlarged it, and bloody light burst out.

Under its illumination, the Guangmang cemetery space began to deform, and many graves were evaporated into gas.

All of them are fake, only the few uneven graves nearby are real.

"Hey, it's your turn!" Chaofeng closed the bone tower, his face looked a little bad. It should be because the demonic energy in his body consumed a lot.

Hearing this, Hua Xiaomi threw a trick from the storage bag and flew towards the graves with her wings.

In fact, these tricks are fantasy feather butterflies. During the three months of recuperation, she could not make any big moves, so she used ancient paintings to open the feather blue hairpin.

Unexpectedly, Yu Lan was very treacherous, and everything inside was written in various different words.

Fortunately, she spent a lot of time in the ignorant tower and learned several ancient languages.

He also asked Fan Ruoyin that he had asked several ancient books, and he understood a piece of martial arts of the sacred feather butterfly accordingly.

But for some reason, the other person's feather blue can hatch out golden and dazzling butterflies.

But what she raised was a mess, and she was as beautiful as her.

It must be that the insect eggs Cheng Baiyi found for her were bad!

Hua Xiaomi threw the blame on Cheng Baiyi without hesitation, without any thought of self-reflection.

The moths flew to the tomb and turned into crushed powder. A gray light flashed by, and the tomb became transparent, but soon became physical again.

But in this moment, she had already seen something unusual inside, all of which were split corpses!

Of course, it is normal to have corpses in the grave, but it is not normal to have a whole body buried in five or six graves separately.

He took out the Red Rainbow Spear, held the barrel, shortened it a bit, jumped to the nearest grave bag, and poked it in with a "swish".

"You're looking for death!"

The wind suddenly became stronger, rolled up sand, and a shrill scream sounded from all directions.

Hua Xiaomi paused and couldn't help but tremble.

In front of her, she saw a human-shaped object wrapped in ghost energy. The other party waved his hand and several ghost energy hit her side.

Large pits were directly corroded on the land beside him.

Hua Xiaomi almost got hit when she jumped and she floated backwards and immediately walked dozens of steps away from the grave. She was placing clothes while shouting:

"Is the last thing Chao? Is it okay? Hurry up and block it for me!"

After saying that, she stopped caring about it, and shoveled it hard at the grave bag like a red rainbow gun.

"Ah--" The human figure wrapped in ghost energy roared wildly, trying to fight Hua Xiaomi,

But a flash of eyes, Chaofeng threw out a soul-catching rope and thrust at her hard.

A shrill scream sounded, and the ghost energy was dispersed a little, showing a concave and convex body.

The woman wrapped her arms around her arms, fell to the ground with a look of pain, and leaned over to pick up the arm that was picked up by Hua Xiaomi, and picked up her broken finger.

She is a ghost, a ghost cultivator.

Seeing this, Chaofeng asked her sideways: "Who is surnamed Hua, hurry up and burn the corpse of this female ghost. If she destroys her soul, we can break the formation and return to the village.

And if my surname is not Chao, my name is Chaofeng.”

Originally, Hua Xiaomi also thought that the corpse of a female ghost was buried in the grave, but after she dug up the grave, she found that the corpse was actually a man's.

Now that the matter is going on, ghost cultivators usually attach great importance to their corpses because they are closely related to their cultivation and life.

But this one in front of me is a male corpse, how could a female ghost appear?

Just when Hua Xiaomi was confused, the female ghost was looking at her with a resentful face, "Give me back my senior brother's corpse!"

Senior brother?

The female ghost rushed away Chaofeng's soul-catching rope, and the resentment in her body surged, and she almost rushed towards her with her life.

When Hua Xiaomi saw it, she quickly threw away the bones and latched oil on the soles of her feet to hide.

She is a tough guy, but that female ghost is typically desperate.

Chaofeng's soul-catching rope was washed away, and he took several steps back in inertia. When he stabilized his steps, Hua Xiaomi was running to him.
Chapter completed!