Su Dongli and others subconsciously covered their mouths and noses, and frowned.

Why do these things smell so bad?

Can the corpse not smell bad?

Shan Qingshan opened his mouth.

Corpse?

Su Dongguo and Chu Chaoyang both widened their eyes, looking surprised.

Is this still moving?

There are many ways to control the corpse lineage, but these guys obviously have not yet practiced it. These corpses are just ordinary corpses and have little power.

It can only be disgusting people, and then it is just to scare ordinary people.

If you are really capable, you can directly sacrifice the corpse of the cultivator and exert nearly 70% of the strength in front of the cultivator.

Su Dongli curled his lips and spoke with some disdain.

She has seen many practitioners like this who refine corpses or make puppets.

It can be said that the guys in front of me have the lowest level.

Even she herself knew a method of refining puppets. When Zhan Xingyun's remnant soul dissipated, wouldn't she say that Su Dongli had refined his body into a puppet and became her guardian of Taoism?

She didn't make it at the beginning, because Zhan Xingyun was her friend, and she had the will, but she couldn't mess with the corpse of her friend.

Secondly, I am not very interested in this kind of refining.

Just as the few people were communicating in a low voice, the situation in the courtyard changed.

The poisonous insects and evil spirits and dead corpses practiced with three parties, and then cooperated with the secret moves of the few people above.

Old Zhai was a little busy, although it was a poisonous insect or a fierce soul, even the dead body could not break his protective air cover.

However, this air shield can only defend against physical attacks, and its effect on the attack of evil souls is not very large.

In addition, there are several masters around who are constantly using insidious methods, and Old Zhai feels a little dangerous in his heart.

I don't dare to continue to be arrogant.

What are we still doing? Why don’t we do it quickly and kill all these guys directly.

With his greeting, Fan Jianjun's subordinates and the experts of Huajin who came with Mr. Zhai to support them all rushed into the courtyard.

Su Dongguo and Chu Chaoyang were about to follow him, but Su Dongli reached out to stop him.

Don't worry, there must be some secret tricks. Be careful, let's stare at the side to prevent any changes.

The two of them were stunned at the same time, as if they had thought of something, and they both withdrew their steps, staring at the battle situation in the courtyard.

In fact, this is not that Su Dongli is too careful, but that just by thinking about it, you can see something is wrong here.

First of all, there are so many people coming here this time, and there are so many experts on the surface.

In terms of combat power alone, you can definitely easily crush everyone on the other side.

However, since they appeared, the other party had not panic at all. They even said that they had not taken action yet, but the other party took the initiative to attack.

She didn't think that these guys could just rely on these bugs, murderous souls and dead bodies to get rid of them.

There are probably secret tricks.

Seeing Fan Jianjun and others joining, a vicious smile appeared on the corners of the mouths of several people in Nanyang.

At the same time, the eyes of the few people subconsciously glanced at the seats where the four of them were, and a trace of disappointment flashed in their eyes.

Although their expressions were not easy to detect, they still could not escape Su Dongli's soul.

Seeing this scene, Su Dongli frowned. Just as he was about to make a sound reminder, he heard a gloomy and light shout from the main hall of the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the yard was filled with strong winds, and the cold smell was even worse than before.

Formation!

Su Dongli had just spit out two words, and Chu Chaoyang and Su Dongguo on the side were both secretly complaining in their hearts.

Old Fans are about to retreat.

Retreat, I only think about retreating now? It's too late, let's all die here.

A gloomy voice continued to come from the main hall.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of ghost crying in the yard, and countless shadows like shadows emerged from somewhere.

Flying around in the small courtyard where the yard is not big.

At the same time, the six Nanyang cultivators who were originally fighting against Mr. Zhai and others also stopped and retreated. The poisonous insects, evil souls, and dead bodies were all called directly in front of them and made a defensive posture.

ah!

What the hell is this?

Everyone retreat quickly.

Quit the courtyard soon.

Although these black shadows are all empty and like air, their attacks are not empty at all.

Every time it falls on a person, a wound will appear, as if it is scratched by sharp claws.

Many people including Fan Jianjun were awarded the lottery, and only those experts of Huajin were not hit by the defense of the Qimao.

But the sudden occurrence of such a change still made these people a little confused.

I heard someone say retreating again, and more than ten people began to retreat one after another.

Unfortunately, the other party was obviously prepared and was not anxious at all when they saw them retreating.

This time, a man holding a skeleton crutch suddenly appeared at the door of the main hall. He raised his arm slightly and stomped his skeleton crutch slightly on the ground.

A ripples appeared out of thin air outside the courtyard. When you look closely, it turned out to be an invisible air cover like a large upside down bowl, covering the entire courtyard below.

Bang bang!

The few people who retreated first came to the gate of the courtyard and saw that they were about to escape, but they didn't expect that as soon as they arrived at the gate, they were bounced back by an invisible energy.

I happened to run into those who rushed over and wanted to get out of the yard, and for a moment, it was even more chaotic.

Enjoy my Hundred Ghost Formation.

As I spoke, I heard the skeleton crutches stomping on the king's ground again. In an instant, the black shadows that were flying around seemed to have received some order.

Roaring, with a cunning sound of ghost crying, he slaughtered at Fan Jianjun and others who were already in chaos.

Xiao Fan, let everyone gather together, and the other Huajin is on the outermost side with me.

Old Zhai shouted loudly and saw a master of spiritual transformation with an air shield in the crowd jumping on the spot and jumping to the outermost part of the crowd.

Fan Jianjun immediately asked his team members to gather together.

A hundred ghosts attacked, and Old Zhai and his men worked hard to expand the protective light shield, trying to protect Fan Jianjun and others.

It’s a pity that there are too many shadows and there are scattered whereabouts. They care about their heads and can’t care about their tails.

ah!

With the impact of the hundreds of ghosts, a truly stinging scream sounded in the courtyard. In less than thirty seconds, the smell of blood spread.

When Su Dongguo and Chu Chaoyang, who were standing outside the courtyard, saw this scene, their faces also showed anxious expressions.

But they had no choice now. The moment when there was a problem in the yard just now, the two of them wanted to go in and help, but unfortunately there was a formation barrier blocking the two of them and tried several times, but they couldn't rush in.
Chapter completed!