“Don’t go forward! Back up! Back up everyone! Go to the bottom of the mountain!”

Unexpectedly, there was a loud shout, and everyone looked back, seeing Mo Ran coming in black clothes, and behind him, a female corpse was chasing after him, and there was a terrible howl in his mouth.

Xue Zhengyi said in shock: “Ran’er? What… what’s going on?!”

“Back! Go back!” Under Mo Ran’s dark eyebrows, his eyes were like bayonets, and he shouted at Nangong, “Nangong! Drop the soul-repelling stone in front!”

Nan Gongsi immediately rushed to the top – above the tomb of the loyal soul, there was the tomb of the high-level disciples of the Confucianism School. In order to prevent future generations from suffering, a long wall was set up between the two tombs as a barrier for.

He ran quickly, followed by Ye Wangxi, but before he reached the soul-repelling wall, Nan Gongsi stopped abruptly:

I saw a group of people slowly coming down from the top of the mountain road, each wearing blue clothes and black sash, with silk belts fluttering around. At first glance, it seemed that the Confucian style school had not yet been destroyed, and a group of heroic Confucian style disciples came from Haohao Tangtang, The end is grand and impressive.

But Nangong Si knew something was wrong.

Ye Wangxi is also clear.

There is one difference between these Confucian disciples and the ones they used to get along day and night, that is, everyone is covered with a blue ribbon embroidered with crane shadows.

It seems to be an extremely small difference, but everyone in the Nangong family understands what it means – a living person will never tie this blinding ribbon.These are the funeral objects worn by the Confucian school before the disciples are buried. It means that the eyes are covered with auspicious clouds, and the crane is heading west to grow and be happy…

Those who descended the mountain were all dead people from the Confucianism School! !

Nangong Si took a step back, raised his hand, and subconsciously stopped Ye Wangxi.

He didn’t look back, just whispered: “Go down.”

“…”

“Go down! Go tell Master Mo, it’s too late.” Nangong Si took a deep breath, and said a trembling sentence, “All the high-ranking disciples of the Confucianism School have been exhumed and are being driven down the mountain.”

“how about you?!”

“I’ll hold back for a while, hurry up.” Nangong Si turned his face slightly, and said to Ye Wangxi, “Let them retreat as far as possible to the foot of the mountain first, and when they get there, set off the fireworks, and I’ll come down immediately.”

Ye Wangxi bit her lips tightly, she knew very well that there was no end to this matter, the last thing she could do was to untie her quiver, throw it to Nangong Si, and said in a deep voice: “Go on. You never remember to take more.”

When she rushed to the mountainside, a fierce battle had already started there. The corpses of the Confucianism Sect servants who had been lurking before were rushing out from the bushes, behind the rocks, and all places that could hide, rushing towards the fighting monks. .These corpses were all dressed in shrouds, pale all over, mingled among the monks in different costumes, like snow waves surging, it looked spectacular from a distance, but the price of this grandeur was too high, Jiaoshan suddenly burst into mourning, killing shouts one slice.

Ye Wangxi caught a glimpse of several coffins that had been blasted open by spiritual power during the fierce battle. There were only clothes in them, and they were roughly shaped like human beings. Her adoptive father was like a cunning rabbit, leaving them a peaceful “Tomb of Loyalty” , In fact, the corpses in the mound have already been summoned and hidden in the dark, just to wait for them to reach the highest point, mobilize the “high-level disciple mound” in front, kill from the front, and attack from the rear.

He casts a net, and they are the fish in the net.

Ye Wangxi found Mo Ran in the melee: “Master Mo!”

Mo Ran was wrestling with five corpses, when he heard Ye Wangxi’s voice, he raised his head suddenly and said anxiously: “Why—”

“Yang” has not been said yet, but when he saw Ye Wangxi’s face, he knew the answer.

Mo Ran cursed secretly, it just so happened that a zombie bit his arm at this time, he couldn’t shake it off, and in extreme anger, he simply put his hand into the mouth of the zombie, his eyes were ruthless, his hands were hard, and the zombie’s The slippery tongue was torn out!

“Ow!”

Black blood flowed and splashed, and the zombie couldn’t bite him anymore, he elbowed him in the chest and fell to the ground.

Mo Ran’s black eyes were terribly bright, and his expression was fierce. When he looked at Ye Wangxi again, she couldn’t help shivering.But she immediately stabilized herself, and said, “A Si told you to retreat as soon as possible, retreat to the foot of the mountain and wait for him!”

Mo Ran nodded, and the sound amplification technique instantly spread his voice throughout the melee field.

“Don’t love to fight, all go to the foot of the mountain, all retreat to the foot of the mountain.”

Huang Xiaoyue became anxious immediately: “We were already prepared to fight Xu Shuanglin to the death, and this scene before us was anticipated, how can we retreat now?”

Mo Ran doesn’t care about him at all, people die for money, birds die for food, Huang Xiaoyue wants to rush to the top of the mountain with all his strength, so as to touch the rare treasures hidden in the Confucianism Ancestral Temple Tiangong, that is the old man’s own business, he still He repeated sharply: “Everyone who doesn’t want to die, go down the mountain! Immediately! Go down!”

Although the corpses of these servants are not strong in combat, they are not the corpses of civilians who have no strength to restrain chickens on Huangshan Mountain. Moreover, their number is astonishing, and they are not afraid of pain. More than ten monks were killed in battle.

Of course Huang Xiaoyue also retreated, and he also knew that with his own ability, it was absolutely impossible to reach the summit alone.

But he blew his beard and sneered and said: “Master Mo, it’s good now, you are the one who said to come to Jiaoshan, and you are the one who asked us to retreat halfway through the fight. You are really capable, what should we do now? How about you take the lead, and we follow you out of the barrier in despair?”

This poor grandson was not enough to lift the shoes of Emperor Taxian in his previous life, and his hands would be dirty even if he killed him. Slap his ears.

But Mo Ran can choose to ignore him at all.

Huang Xiaoyue was about to speak again, when suddenly there was a cloud of smoke billowing in front of him, it was Nangong Si riding the demon wolf Nao Baijin, who had re-transformed into his real body, galloping like a gust of wind, behind him were hundreds of high-ranking disciples of Confucianism, Huang Xiaoyue saw it at first glance Go, surprised: “Ah, it’s terrible! It’s a trap!”

Mo Ran squinted his eyes and said in his heart, this old thing finally came to his senses, knowing that this was an ambush laid by Xu Shuanglin, it is not too stupid.

However, the second half of Huang Xiaoyue’s sentence is: “Nangongsi! You are so brave! You actually gathered the remnants of Confucianism in Jiaoshan, do you want to fight against other sects?”

Ink burning: “…”

Nangong Si crouched low on top of the demon wolf, and rushed across the road. Naubaijin was as fast as an arrow from a bowstring, throwing the chasing corpses farther and farther behind him.At this time, Huang Xiaoyue realized that he had misunderstood him, but he didn’t feel guilty at all. Instead, he stared at the zombies approaching them like the tide line with wide eyes, his throat throbbing.

Nangong Si rushed into the crowd, jumped off the demon wolf, stuffed the quiver into Ye Wangxi’s arms, panted and said: “There are still arrows left, return it to you first, you take everyone and evacuate later .”

Ye Wangxi was relieved when she heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made her suddenly raise her head and stare at Nan Gongsi’s face: “What are you going to do?”

“A little thing.”

Huang Xiaoyue watched the high-ranking disciples of the Confucianism Sect getting closer and closer. Seeing that he was about to fight these heroes of the Confucianism Sect who died a hundred years ago, his palms were sweating, and he turned his head and cursed: “Nan Gongsi! You are a very harmful thing! Just like your father! Why do you want to lure all these monsters to our side? Do you want us to kill the enemy for you?”

Seeing that Nangong Si didn’t look at him and didn’t make a sound, Huang Xiaoyue was even more furious, and said in a trembling voice: “Okay, I finally know what your plan is – you are afraid that you won’t be able to go to the top of the mountain alone, and you won’t be able to get it.” Because of the treasures and wealth left to you by your father, that’s why we led our group to this ruined mountain of yours, let’s open the way for you! Nangong Si! You have such a vicious mind!”

Seeing that his words were getting more and more excessive, Xue Zhengyi, who was standing next to him, couldn’t bear it anymore, and frowned and said: “Okay, Daoist Huang, please stop saying a few words.”

“Speak less? Why should I say less?” Huang Xiaoyue doesn’t pay attention to the lower cultivation world at all, and he would probably be calmer on weekdays, taking into account Xue Zhengyi’s face, but at this critical juncture, how could he put on a show? Xin Xin pointed at Nangong Si and cursed, “Sure enough, you are the son of an evil animal, with the heart of a tiger and a wolf! You actually use such a celebrity to clear roadblocks for you! Where do you have the face?”

Nangong Si: “…”

Huang Xiaoyue didn’t give up, and howled angrily: “A person like you should die to thank the world, but you still escaped from the corpses, and you lured these beasts to us, you—”

“Snapped!”

An extremely loud slap hit Huang Xiaoyue’s face firmly.

The wind of a gentleman, Ye Wangxi, still maintained her posture of slapping Huang Xiaoyue across the face, trembling slightly, panting, staring fiercely at the person who fell in front of her.

“brute.”

She spoke hoarsely.

“In front of the tomb of my Confucian hero, how can I allow you to utter foul language?!”

The crowd in the Jiangdong hall drew their swords and pointed at Ye Wangxi one after another. A middle-aged female cultivator under Huang Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows and shouted at her: “You are not a man and a woman! How dare you do something to the elders? You are the only one who dares to attack the elders!” It’s a beast! Confucian lackey!”

She yelled, and she was about to rush up to clean up Ye Wangxi.Mo Ran was about to help each other, when he suddenly heard the strong sound of the rattan whip, and pulled the air away.

In a dazzling golden glow, Chu Wanning came out from the crowd, holding the sky question in his hand, and narrowed his eyes.

He turned his back to Ye Wangxi and faced Jiang Dongtang.

“I said it.” He said every word, “Nangong Si is my apprentice. If you don’t want to pass the Tianyin Pavilion trial, then if you want to give me advice, please come to me first. Let’s talk about justice, or A fist.”

In the dead silence, he dropped the last half sentence——

“Accompany you to the end.”

The atmosphere froze to the extreme for a while.

Jiang Dongtang is not entering, nor is it retreating, retreating, his face is dull, and entering… Can they really shake Chu Wanning, the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable?What’s more, should they really form a beam with Chu Wanning, and be a deadly enemy from now on?

The corpses over there are still approaching, getting closer…

Someone couldn’t bear it anymore and shouted: “Stop arguing! Let’s talk about what you have to say! Think of a way first! What should we do!”

“Fight?”

“Just fight like this? Then why do you have to retreat to the foot of the mountain? What’s the difference between this and fighting on the mountain?”

Yes, Mo Ran couldn’t help but think, what’s the difference?

Although he understood that what Nangong Si did was not aimless, as the last heir of the Nangong family, since Nangong Si let them retreat to the foot of the mountain, he must have a plan.

He couldn’t help looking at Nangong Si who had been silent since just now, but suddenly found an inexplicable light shining in the man’s eyes.

A light that made him shudder.

“Nangong!”

He yelled, but it was useless. Nangong Si had been reciting a forbidden mantra silently before, and had been chanting this forbidden mantra since Huang Xiaoyue was pointing at his nose and spitting.

It was too late to realize at this time.

Countless vines burst out of the ground and rose from the ground. Mo Ran, Ye Wangxi, Xue Meng…all of them were entangled by this willow vine almost at the same time, and then they were thrown out of the enchantment and out of Jiaoshan in an instant. mountain range.

Ye Wangxi’s expression changed in horror: “Si! What are you going to do?!”

She wanted to break in again, but Nangong Si raised her hand and waved it suddenly—the two tomb gods on the left and right stood up heavily, covered in stone dust, they raised their left and right hands respectively, facing each other In an instant, a brand new translucent barrier enveloped the entire Jiaoshan Pass, blocking the way for everyone to enter the mountain.

Nangong Si stood alone in front of the barrier, facing the tide of more than a thousand corpses, and turned his back to everyone behind the barrier.

He said: “There are vines in Jiaoshan, which are transformed by dragon tendons, which can pull everything into the ground. But you can’t be inside. ——As long as you don’t have the blood of the Nangong family on your body, once I use this formation, the dragon tendons The vines will drag everyone into the soil, bury them alive and die.”

Ye Wangxi was very sad and angry, and yelled angrily: “Nangong Si! Do you know that you are alone!” She smashed the hammer, but could only call him outside the barrier: “Nangong Si!”

“Why are you alone?” Nangong Si turned half of his face, “Isn’t there still you?”

“…”

Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he actually grinned.

That bright smile was the brilliance that had never appeared on his face after the Confucianism sect was wiped out. It was unrestrained and arrogant, and it seemed that the high spirits of many years had returned to his face.

Nangong Sihe smiled at her like he and Ye Wangxi did when he and Ye Wangxi entered the illusion for the first time many years ago, with a sideways face and a sword in hand:

“But you girls are really useless. In the end, you still need me to protect you.”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode towards the rolling corpses.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

stop.

Nangong Si plunged his sword into the ground, untied the gauze on his hand, and slashed down along the sharp edge of the sword.

The blood rolled down, along the blood groove of the sword body, and flowed into the moist soil of Jiaoshan.

Nangong Si’s eyes were cool, looking straight ahead without fear.

He didn’t know that at this moment, in Mo Ran’s eyes standing outside the barrier, his figure was overlapping with Ye Wangxi, who had never surrendered in the previous life, overlapped, and finally became the same person, and it was difficult to separate.

“Sacrificing blood to the Canglong, you can get the muscles and bones.” Nangong Si said, “The array is open——!”

Countless trees and vines broke out from the cracked ground, and sand and mud fell down in an instant.The vines were completely different from the ones that bound and threw everyone out. They were scarlet vines without any leaves or branches.It can even be said that they are thick and thick blood vessels, rising from the depths of Jiaoshan Mountain, and instantly attaching to every corpse controlled by Zhenlong Bureau.

Nangong Si drove more than a thousand dragon tendons out of the ground with the power of one person, and he consumed a lot of spiritual energy in an instant. There was fine sweat on his forehead, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Cracked, and the blood flowed even more…

“Shen Zhi!”

His face was pale, and tremblingly, he gave the final order.

The thousands of dragon tendons began to ferociously pull the corpse down to the ground, but those zombies obviously wouldn’t just sit still, they were all screaming, roaring, and struggling with all their might.

At this time, Nangong Si shared the spiritual power with the dragon tendons. Thousands of zombies were exerting force and twisting, so he had to squeeze out more power, sacrificed blood to the ground, and urged the dragon tendons to use stronger strength. , pulling the corpses down.

Ankles, calves… thighs…

The zombies all over the mountains and plains were howling, hissing and drooling.

Nangong Si panted, her thighs…still thighs…

He could feel that his spiritual power was almost exhausted, but he hadn’t sunk all the zombies to the bottom of the ground. They were still writhing angrily, supporting themselves with their hands, trying to break free.

A little more, to the waist…at least to the waist…

Only in this way can the barrier be released and people from outside can come in, so that these zombies will not break free all at once and reverse the situation in an instant.

At least……

a little more…

When the spiritual power is exhausted, go to consume the overdrawn spiritual core.

Nangong Si felt a dull pain in his heart, and his spirit core, which was prone to runaway and chapped, trembled slightly in his chest. He clenched his teeth, but blood still trickled down the corners of his lips.

a little more.

waist……

Very good, they are extremely difficult to move, but they are not the most stable. The strength of the zombies will be stronger than when they are alive. If they are buried here, they may break through violently.

A little more!

“Ahem——!” The power of the spiritual core was sacrificed again, and Nangong Si felt dizzy before his eyes. He couldn’t help kneeling on the ground, and vomited out a mouthful of blood, dripping and soaking the black soil.

Nangong Si staggered and raised his eyelids. In the swaying phantom, he saw that the corpses were dragged to a deeper place by the ruthless dragon tendons, and almost buried their chests.

These monsters can’t move for the time being.

Nangong Si’s lips and teeth were blood red, and she laughed.

He heard Ye Wangxi shouting outside: “Si! That’s enough! Open the barrier! Open the barrier!”

Xue Zhengyi was also shouting: “Quickly open the enchantment, Nangong! We will help you!”

“Nangong, quickly open the enchantment! Open the enchantment!”

The number of people shouting gradually increased, and not all people in this world are completely heartless.

Nangong Si smiled and smiled, he who suffered so many grievances and didn’t cry after Confucianism destroyed his family suddenly burst into tears at this moment.

He choked with sobs, and murmured hoarsely: “…I know, I opened it… I opened it…”

He raised his trembling hand, ready to remove the Jiaoshan barrier that blocked everyone.However, the ground suddenly trembled, and then began to vibrate slightly——

Nangong Si obviously noticed it, he was startled suddenly, then raised his head, looking at the scene in front of him, showing an expression of disbelief.

The tendons that dragged the zombies to the depths of the earth just now were loosened one by one, and then wrapped around the chests and backs of the corpses, pulling them out of the soil one by one…

“Impossible…” Nangong Si said blankly, “This is impossible!”

How could Jiaoshan not obey the master’s order?

Even if Xu Shuanglin gave the opposite order, these dragon tendons would never obey, because for the evil dragon and evil spirit sleeping here, the descendants of the Nangong family are all the same.

If the two descendants of Nangong gave opposite orders to Jiaoshan, Jiaoshan would just stop his current actions and turn neutral without helping anyone.

unless……

Nangong Si suddenly got goosebumps, he thought of a person.

This thought made him tremble all over, and the pain in his heart seemed to be worse than before. Panting, he slowly raised his head, he walked along the endless white marble steps, along the dense tide of corpses, and looked to the top.

A man with a heroic face and a tall and straight figure was slowly walking down the long steps.

He was wearing a luxurious brocade robe, embroidered with dragons swallowing the sun and the moon, and the sea of ​​clouds churning. Every step he took, the gold and silver threads cast on the cloth would emit a water-like luster and float under the moonlight.

Above the bridge of his high nose, a silk ribbon that would only be worn by the dead of Confucianism is tied upright, covering his eyes, but the ribbon is not blue, but black.What is embroidered on it is not a crane either, but a black dragon with flames gushing out and strong fingers and claws.

Nangong Si’s face was as white as paper, he stared at the man who was stepping down the steps calmly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured: “How… how is it possible… the master…”

The moonlight protruded from the forest leaves, illuminating the man’s handsome, chiseled face.

It’s him.

The only person in this world who can make Jiaoshan disobey the orders of the descendants of the Nangong family, subdue the magic dragon, suppress the ancient evil beast “Gun” under the tower, and create the most magnificent sect of the first fairy sect in hundreds of years.

He was the number one master in the world hundreds of years ago. He was No.1 who gave up ascending to enter the gate of heaven when he was alive in order to overcome the sufferings of the world of mortals.

Nangong Changying!

The author has something to say:

“The Occ of the Headmaster”

Nangong Si: Xu Shuanglin! !You dig my ancestral grave!You move me too master! ! !You are shameless! ! !I fuck your ancestors! ! ! !

Xu Shuanglin: Don’t make trouble, big nephew, your ancestor is also my ancestor.

Nangong Changying: …If I knew you were making such a fuss, I should have chosen cremation instead of burial.

Nangong Si & Xu Shuanglin: So why did the grand master have to be buried in the first place?

Nangong Changying: I want to be Snow White, but I feel that if I sleep in a crystal coffin, I will be kissed awake in about 500 years.

Popular science little angel Mo Ran: Please don’t believe the above conversation, the custom in this world is to bury after death, and most descendants will hope to keep the ancestors’ corpses from decaying to the greatest extent, which is different from most of the Central Plains in reality. The ancient customs are the same~~