Chapter 38 A Cold Light in the Mountains

The moonlight gradually faded, and a faint blue light rose from the sky. The wild ghosts in the burial ground are huge and keep stepping on their feet like mountains moving.

It steps forward with its big feet, and the body of ordinary ghosts can't resist at all. A green fog exploded from ordinary ghosts, like flowers blooming and filled with blood fog.

The smell of stench floats throughout the burial site, and the fog in the air has gradually turned green, and it is undoubtedly the blood of ghosts that have already flowed into rivers that have created this phenomenon.

There is a steady stream of wild ghosts climbing up from the tombstone, each of which has a huge sense of deterrence, shocking the ground, staining countless ordinary ghosts with blood and turning them into mud under their feet.

The murderous Zili solved the ordinary ghosts around him and faced the barbarian ghosts. He couldn't wait for the barbarian ghosts to form a group. One of them was strong enough to be close to the reserve period, and his strength was almost close to him. If the barbarians are allowed to team up with each other again, it will inevitably be very unfavorable to his situation.

"Kill!!"

Zili shouted, and his eyes had already been demonized by blood. He showed all the murderous intent and cruelty in his heart, and he couldn't help but be demonic and black smoke. With his shouting, he couldn't help scaring away countless ordinary ghosts who were about to rush to fight, and a bloody road appeared from the ghosts.

Seeing that the bloody road had come out, Zili immediately raised his legs and rushed away, and his footsteps were almost to the extreme, like the wind and shadow.

Then, as he rushed forward, his right hand suddenly flashed, and a big knife quietly appeared. Looking at its appearance, this knife must have been given by Chang Gu Sheng of Cang Ming Sect.

After all, this big knife is too similar to him, but it is also cold and full of murderous intent. The knife light reflects the faded moonlight. With each wave of Zili, the ordinary ghosts blocking him in front of him will directly divide the body in half and decompose.

Wherever he has passed, there will be falling arms flying, ferocious heads rolling, green blood moon drops splashing, and one ordinary ghost after another will die from the big knife.

Such a spicy killing, no softness, no emotion at all.

This has become the worst environment in the world. The burial site is blurred, and the fog has completely turned green, with endless stench and blood.

Zili felt in a trance that he had returned to the unknown battlefield ten thousand years ago. The shouts of those ghosts were simulated into the sound of war drums, holding a big knife like cutting the moon in the sky, to kill all the ghosts in the world.

Is it just that there are tens of millions of ghosts in this burial ground?

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The knife fell, the cold light flashed, and another ghost's head flew down in half, still with a ferocious face, but his body became a trampled mud and green blood-stained tombstone.

Such a scene has appeared countless times under Zili's big knife. He can't remember how many ghosts he killed. He just feels that he has become a killing machine and kills endlessly. However, not far from him, the ten-meter-high wild ghost finally approached.

"Kill, kill all your dirty ghosts, and return the world to holiness!!" Zili looked at the wild ghost and roared at the sky.

In the world of practice, it must be difficult for practitioners to believe that such a righteous word will come from the mouth of a demon, but the truth is so strange. Zili raised his big knife high, with a sharp knife spirit on the tail blade. His flexible body suddenly jumped from the ordinary ghost pile, jumped directly to a height of ten meters, and jumped towards the huge ghost.

The wild ghost jumped up and opened his blood basin and roared, as if he was angry at the human with only half a leg length in front of him. He puffed up one arm and accumulated strength in his fist. As the other party gradually jumped closer to him, he punched a strong iron fist directly through the wind.

"One knife and five fingers, cut your one arm!!" Zili was not afraid of the oncoming big iron fist at all. He suddenly waved the big knife clenched with both hands forward and chopped into the center of the ghostly iron fist.

Puff!

The knife light flashed, and the five fingers of the wild ghost were broken, and each finger as thick as a human arm fell into the ghost pile. Zi Li cut off the five fingers of the barbarian ghost, and the blade still did not stop. He jumped up in mid-air and waved a knife again. The knife fell on the right shoulder of the barbarian ghost, and immediately cut off his whole right arm.

"Wow!!"

The scream of the ghost came from the big mouth of the blood basin, and the river-like green blood flowed from the cut blood vessels on his shoulder. The tall figure staggered back and couldn't help trampling dozens of ordinary ghosts in the burial site. As for the ghosts that were lucky enough not to be stepped on on the burial ground, they are now infected with ghost blood, as if they were drenched in the heavy rain.

They kept roaring, but at this moment, the barbarian ghost was kneeling on his knees in pain and his body trembled.

The loss of his right arm reduced the combat power of the barbarian ghost countless times, and it was impossible to pose a threat to Zili. Therefore, after occupying the upper hand, Zili did not stop. He did not want to miss such a good opportunity and immediately rushed up to the barbarian ghost with a big knife.

"Take your life!!" Zi Li shouted again.

The sound was like the final judgment from hell, making the ghosts in the whole burial ground suddenly shake. He waved the knife clenched with both hands again, and the sharp blade directly broke the huge head of the wild ghost, and the brain emerged from the head of the wild ghost. It fell to the ground with white flowers, which was very disgusting.

After killing a barbarian ghost, Zili already felt a little tired, but as long as there was a crisis around him, the murderous intention in his heart would ignite his fighting spirit, so he did not have the slightest truce to adjust, but continued to kill ordinary barbarian ghosts.

Every knife fell, Zili would take the life of a ghost. In the dense burial ground, he was no longer killed in ten steps, but ten kills in one step. Countless ghosts died at his feet. From a distance, the burial place had already become a mountain.

However, he did not know that because of his previous shout, dozens of barbarian ghosts in the burial ground were constantly gathering towards him, and on the other side of the swamp, someone also heard his shouts in confusion.

Lin Yi carried an ancient tree and vine on his shoulder. He could also feel the endless murderous intention on the opposite side, but the swamp in front of him made him dare not walk forward.

The swamp is dozens of meters apart, which is not the distance he can jump at this moment, and the most important thing is that the roar from the opposite side is too shocking, like the shouts of countless fierce ghosts, with chilly hoarseness, and I can't imagine anything in the dark fog.

The confused harsh environment was murderous. Lin Yi could only vaguely see some figures moving. Among them, he also saw several wild ghosts more than ten meters away, which made him very shocked and couldn't help saying that there was really everything in this ghost place.

Those barbarian ghosts hugged each other and seemed to be walking in a certain direction. Lin Yi walked down the edge of the swamp along their footprints. After chasing after a long time, he found that there were more and more barbarian ghosts, which seemed to reach dozens of them. The scene was quite shocking. However, when the wild ghosts gradually stopped and their hill-like figures clung to each other, they undoubtedly squeezed the land on the opposite side into a mountain.

But at this moment, in Lin Yi's extremely surprised eyes, he suddenly saw an extremely dazzling cold light suddenly appear in the opposite mountain, and the figure that created the cold light made him feel so familiar.

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