As the number of dark corpses around him became more and more. Zhang Zhongjun gradually slowed down and his heart was terrified. There were so many dark corpses here. If all of them were released from the canyon, I was afraid that more cultivators would die tragically in this world.

Ding Xiong and others couldn't help but follow Zhang Zhongjun closely, fearing that these dark corpse ghosts would suddenly rush over. After all, with the number of dark corpse ghosts here and the ability of dark corpse ghosts, once they rushed in, everyone present would die here.

So they all showed off their magic weapons and began to be prepared. But have there been no cultivators who have seen dark corpse ghosts disagreed. When they saw those dark corpse ghosts retreating one after another, they didn't feel that there was any danger.

Among them, the woman in leopard print clothes in Xinzhou had never seen a dark corpse ghost. When she found that Zhang Zhongjun slowed down because of the dark corpse ghost, she suddenly seemed a little unhappy and said, "I thought this place was so terrifying. It turned out that it was just that. These evil ghosts were extremely ferocious, but now we don't dare to connect to each other now. What else can we fear? Slowing down so slowly is a waste of everyone's time. Why don't you rush in directly?"

As he said this, the woman moved forward quickly several feet without any fear.

Seeing this woman's actions, Zhang Zhongjun sneered in his heart and ignored it. After all, he didn't know this woman at all. If the other party followed him, Zhang Zhongjun would not care, but if the other party wanted to seek death, Zhang Zhongjun would never stop him.

However, Yinba kindly reminded him after seeing him, saying, "Hong Lulu, this monster is not as simple as you see him. Everyone should be careful of the subtlety. If it weren't for Zhang Zhongjun's magic weapon protection, those dark corpses would have rushed up long ago."

"Haha, Yinba, you were one of the top ten masters in Xinzhou. When did you become so timid? Could it be that your Yin family was destroyed, and you lost your confidence and turned into a turtle with your head?"

This woman is named Hong Lulu. She has the ninth level of the Heavenly King, she has super strength, outstanding clothes, and extremely hot personality. Even for people like Yinba, she does not have any awe of her. She also directly touches Yinba's pain in her words, and she does not give her face at all.

After hearing the words, Yin Ba frowned, but still said in a low voice: "Hong Lulu, I see that you are also from Xinzhou, so I kindly remind you, if you are not afraid of death, then you can leave here, and we will never stop you."

The atmosphere between the two became colder. When the rest of the people saw that Hong Lulu had left several feet apart, they were not attacked. They immediately relaxed a little and retreated one after another. Only like Ding Xiongyi and others who had seen dark corpse ghosts were still following Zhang Zhongjun.

A middle-aged man in the crowd looked at Hong Lulu and showed his love. He immediately came to Hong Lulu, and while trying to please Hong Lulu, he also said to Yinba: "Brother Yinba, you are indeed a little fussy. Such evil ghosts are not worth fearing at all, but you are just scaring yourself. Let's see me killing an evil ghost alone to open your eyes."

The middle-aged man had the eighth level of cultivation, and he was also a middle-aged man from Xinzhou. As he said that, he released his cultivation, showed off his magic weapon, pulled away, and attacked the dark corpse ghost.

"Don't be impulsive, the dark ghoul is not something you can deal with." Seeing this person attacking, Yinba still kindly reminded him, but the other party refused to listen at all and rushed forward without hesitation.

This person was pulled out and his cultivation level of the eighth level was released to the extreme. The runes of the magic weapon in his hand skyrocketed, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his energy also fluctuated everywhere. It can be seen that although he was only at the eighth level of the eighth level, he was also considered a capable person. With his strength, he might be able to fight against a powerful man at the ninth level of the king for a while.

He rushed out with great confidence, but just after leaving Zhang Zhongjun's distance thirty feet away, the dark corpse ghost, who was already timid, suddenly rose with a fierce look and black air burst out. He stretched out his arms and rushed towards the middle-aged man frantically.

The middle-aged man shouted lightly, waved the magic weapon in his hand, and countless rune powers flew out, smashing them wildly at the dark corpse ghoul ahead, as dense as a rainstorm.

Hearing a series of muffled sounds burst out from it, the dark corpse ghosts did not stop, and the attacks of the middle-aged man's magic weapon seemed to have no effect on them, and there was no scar left behind. It was obviously not the same level as the two sides.

After discovering this, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he was secretly yelling that he was not good enough. He wanted to withdraw from Zhang Zhongjun's protection circle, but how could the dark corpse ghost give him such a chance? He was faster for a moment, and he came to the middle-aged man in a blink of an eye and patted the middle-aged man with his palm. The palm wind was extremely explosive.

The middle-aged man desperately released his energy to form a protective shield, trying to withstand the attack of the dark corpse ghosts, but his protective shields were as fragile as tofu in front of the dark corpse ghosts, and were shattered in an instant, and even his timely transformation armor was useless.

Hearing a long scream, the middle-aged man's body was split in four or five, and he was swallowed up by the dark corpse ghost little by little, not even a bit of slag left.

"roar!"

After devouring the middle-aged man, several dark corpse ghosts became even more cruel. They opened their bloody mouths and roared at Zhang Zhongjun and others. However, because of the stones in Zhang Zhongjun's hand, they dared not approach them and could only stand thirty feet away.

This scene scared everyone in the circle with a blue face. The cultivators who had originally scattered out moved closer to Zhang Zhongjun again. After all, the middle-aged man just now had the eighth level of cultivation. With such strength, he was torn apart after just one encounter, which was enough to show how terrifying the dark corpse ghost was.

Until now, they understood why Yinba dared not take any other actions to say the previous words.

As for Hong Lulu's face turned red, she didn't hesitate. She flashed her body and came back here. At the same time, she squeezed in and squeezed out a position from Zhang Zhongjun and Pang Liu, and stuck to Zhang Zhongjun. Although she had the ninth level of the Heavenly King's cultivation, in terms of the situation where the middle-aged man was killed before, this dark corpse ghost was definitely not something she could deal with.

Now she dares to be arrogant? She dares to be arrogant? She sticks over with her face, her face flushed and embarrassed, but she still has a strong face, as if nothing had happened before.

"Damn, it's really realistic. These guys are extremely cherishing their lives, they are all old fry." Zhang Zhongjun was at the center and couldn't help but curse. After all, the change of the front and back was too fast.
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