The yellow leaves were falling, and the sight was desolate. The closer we got to Tianlang City, the more desolate it became. Even the air seemed to be cast a layer of gray, which made people quite uncomfortable. Looking at the lifeless world in front of him, Chu Jun couldn't help but be secretly frightened. The spiritual energy in the air was so thin that he could hardly feel it.
"Damn it, those ghosts made such a good place like this!" Xiaoxiao clenched his fists and said angrily.
Fan Jian held a withered dog's tail grass in his mouth and said lazily: "The ghost tribe relies on attracting the filthy air between heaven and earth. They don't need spiritual energy at all. Every time they capture a city, they will inevitably take the big spirit." The veins are destroyed, there is no nourishment of spiritual energy, everything dies, and the filth grows. This is just suitable for their survival, and it is a problem for human cultivators to maintain their own realm, let alone practice in this environment! "
"What a desperate plan to kill the enemy. In this situation, human cultivators can only run away. No wonder the Tianchen Army has been defeated in a row!" Chu Jun took a breath of air.
Fan Jian nodded in agreement: "No, in this world without spiritual energy, cultivators can only rely on spiritual crystals to maintain their practice. Therefore, for the cultivators here, spiritual crystals are so precious that they kill each other for a piece of spiritual crystal. It’s not uncommon. Under such circumstances, how can the human race be the opponent of the ghost race?”
"Nowadays, the ghost tribe is like a swarm of locusts. Wherever they fly, they turn into a dead land without vegetation!" Chu Jun sighed.
Xiaoxiao asked worriedly: "Brother Jun, what should we do? Even if we can fight those hateful ghosts back to the ghost world, the places they destroyed will never be restored to their original state!"
"Don't worry, as long as the ghost clan can be driven away, the spiritual veins will be regenerated here, and then everything will be full of life again!" Luo Heng comforted.
Fan Jian struck hard and said, "It won't take more than tens of thousands of years to recover!"
"There's a situation!" Chu Jun suddenly shouted and threw himself downwards.
Zhizhi! Three groups of dark ghost mist quickly jumped up and fled. Chu Jun pressed the magic formula with his hand, and three flying shadow moon blades shot out, hitting the three groups of ghost mist without missing a beat. As three screams rang out, the ghostly mist condensed into an entity and fell to the ground. Three red-haired ghosts showed their ugly prototypes.
"They are three ghost soldiers, they should be the scouts of the ghost army!" Fan Jian said.
Chu Jun spat out his spiritual power, volleyed the three ghosts over and threw them on the open ground in front of him, and asked coldly: "Can you speak human language?"
The three ghosts' hair was red, their faces were covered with ugly tumors, and their blood-red eyes stared fiercely at Chu Jun and the others, without even the slightest hint of fear.
"It's so ugly!" Xiaoxiao frowned in disgust.
"Despicable human woman, so easy to fuck, our brothers have been fucked to death for so many times!" A ghost officer stared at the pink and delicious Xiaoxiao with evil eyes. The remaining two ghost officers opened their thick, dark lips, revealing two rows of pitted teeth in a strange smile.
The little pretty face suddenly darkened. She raised her hand and pointed out. Instantly, a cold light shot through the ghost's head. The wound was quickly corroded and expanded, and finally half of the head was rotten open.
The ghost's screams echoed through the mountains, and finally turned into a ghost teeth stone. When the other two ghosts saw the death of their companions, their eyes finally showed fear.
Xiaoxiao had an angry look on his face, holding the magic formula with murderous intent, and cursed fiercely: "Smile, why don't you laugh?" Then he clapped his hands with two palms, smashed the heads of the two ghosts, and then smashed the three A piece of ghost teeth was trampled into powder.
Fan Jian couldn't help but shrink his neck and looked at Luo Heng. This aunt is not easy to mess with!
Xiaoxiao crushed three ghost tooth stones, then stomped Xiaoman's boots in relief, raised his little face and smiled sweetly at everyone, revealing a cute little dimple, blinked his dark eyes, and doubtfully Question: "Why are you looking at me? Shouldn't these three ghosts be killed?"
Chu Junqu flicked his finger on Xiao Nizi's eyebrows: "It's okay, just kill him!"
Only then did Xiaoxiao realize that Chu Jun was going to interrogate them. In a fit of rage, he actually killed them all. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue apologetically.
At this moment, a strange sound came from the valley not far away.
"There are still ghosts over there, Brother Jun. I'll catch them and have them interrogated!" The little figure flashed and rushed over.
It was too late for Chu Jun to stop him. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. He really shouldn't have brought this girl here!
"Ah!" A small scream suddenly came from the valley.
Chu Jun, Luo Heng and Fan Jian secretly screamed that something was wrong and rushed toward the valley at high speed. As soon as they reached the entrance of the valley, they smelled a disgusting rotten stench. Xiaoxiao was seen running out of the valley in a panic, followed by more than a dozen rotting corpses. The stench was emanating from these rotting corpses.
Chu Jun couldn't help being startled. He saw the rotten flesh all over these rotten corpses, and some even had their intestines flowing out. The insects on the rotten flesh plopped down. It was indescribably disgusting and terrifying. No wonder Xiaoxiao was frightened. On fire.
These carrion movements are agile, running at no slow speed, and emit low and creepy screams from their mouths. Poof, a guy with long intestines oozing out stepped on it, and immediately pulled out all the internal organs, and then threw it into a dog's excrement.
Fan Jian and Luo Hengfei's swords shot at the same time. Suddenly more than a dozen heads flew into the sky, the headless corpses and heads fell to the ground, and the world suddenly became quiet!
Xiaoxiao threw herself into Chu Jun's arms in fear, her face turned pale!
Chu Jun couldn't help but feel angry and funny. He patted her back and comforted her: "It's okay!"
Xiaoxiao looked back and squatted down, covering his mouth and retching!
"Looking at the costumes of these people, they should be from the Tianchen Army!" Fan Jian stared at a dozen rotting corpses.
At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the withered woods, and then hundreds of rotting corpses ran out and rushed towards them with their teeth and claws open, and a strong stench spread from a distance. Xiaoxiao, who was holding his chest and retching, suddenly bounced up with a whoosh sound and hung on Chu Jun's neck like a koala bear.
"Damn it, where are there so many rotting corpses!" Fan Jian shouted.
Chu Jun squeezed the magic formula, and a ball of scorching sun formed above the heads of the corpses, and then the scorching fire poured down like a waterfall, immediately burning the dozens of corpses rushing in front into flying ashes, and forming a trail of In the ten-meter-wide sea of fire, a steady stream of carrion monsters rushed out of the woods, screaming and falling into the sea of fire, and were instantly scorched.
"Let's go!" Chu Jun shouted, and the four of them flew into the air and fled quickly.
As soon as the dry trees and grass encountered an open fire, they immediately burst into flames, burning half the sky red, and a large number of carrion corpses were burned. Chu Jun and others quickly left the scene. It didn't take long for more than a dozen groups of ghost troops to attack the fire site aggressively.
"Where did so many rotten corpses come from?" Chu Jun frowned.
"The ghost tribe has massacred so many human cultivators. The place where the corpses were piled up is so filthy that it is not surprising that corpse monsters have formed!" Luo Hengdao.
Fan Jian shook his head and retorted: "Shit, it would make sense if there were only a few, but you saw it just now. Dozens or hundreds of rotting corpses rushed out to attack us. It was like an army!"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Chu Jun couldn't help but his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The ghost tribe likes to eat souls, and it's not surprising that they can drive corpses. I'm afraid it's just like what you said. They have already killed the human race." The cultivators have become an army of corpses!”
As soon as these words came out, Xiaoxiao and the others all changed their expressions. Doesn't that mean that every time a cultivator dies, it is equivalent to providing a rotten corpse to the ghost tribe!
"My lord, it's better now!" Fan Jian couldn't help but cursed.
The four of them continued to fly towards Tianlang City with heavy hearts. They encountered more and more ghost troops along the way. With their cultivation, it was not difficult to avoid these ghost soldiers.
The closer we get to Tianlang City, the more desolate we see. The vegetation is withered, the leaves have fallen off, leaving only bare branches, and the air is filled with a gloomy ghostly aura and the stench of corpses.
Chu Jun and his party were currently hiding on a mountain peak outside Tianlang City.
Looking through the dead trees, I could see that Tianlang City was full of smoke, just like a ghost town. In the sky above the city, clouds of ghostly mist were flying around like flies in a toilet.
It was already evening, and under the setting sun, Tianlang City looked even more eerie and terrifying.
"Brother Jun, should we go in now or at night?" Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.
"Of course, let's go in now!"
Chu Jun opened the small world and took Luo Heng, Fan Jian and Xiaoxiao in, and then put on the low-level sixth-grade hidden magic weapon Shenyin Cloak.
Disappearing his figure, Chu Jun quietly sneaked towards Tianlang City. With his current cultivation level and the sixth-grade low-level invisibility magic weapon, unless it was a ghost governor or ghost commander who was much stronger than him, , otherwise it would be impossible to discover him.
Chu Jun entered Tianlang City easily and walked along the street towards the center of the city. Ghost soldiers patrolling the streets can be seen everywhere, as well as corpses lying on the ground. Some have already rotted beyond recognition, emitting bursts of stench, while some have just died and are covered in blood. It is still fresh, among them there are many female nuns who have been stripped naked, their legs are widely spread, their lower bodies are in a mess, and their eyes are wide open unwillingly. You can imagine how much humiliation and torture they suffered during their lives.
Chu Jun clenched his fists tightly, and there seemed to be a raging fire roaring and burning in his chest. He couldn't help but want to crush the heads of all the ghost soldiers patrolling by.
Ghosts practice by absorbing the filthy air. The more corpses there are and the heavier the filthy air is, the more beneficial it is to them. Therefore, the ghost tribe never collects the corpses and allows the corpses to rot and stink in the street. They even throw the corpses deliberately. Everywhere.
Chu Jun hid in a courtyard with a livid face, and happened to see a ghost soldier lying on a female corpse, shaking with an intoxicated expression. The female corpse had begun to decay, but it was still apparent that she was a pretty beauty before she was born. This ghost soldier, together with several other ghost soldiers, raped her to death in this yard yesterday, and today they came here again to torture her body.
Chu Jun kicked out, and saw the ghost soldier flying up immediately, his body snapped into two pieces, fell to the ground and fell into pieces, and his ugly head exploded like a watermelon.