314, stealing corpses late at night 1

Twilight, front line, dust flying.

The Ghost Cultivation Alliance and the Jephen Army are stationed on both sides respectively, and in the middle of the confrontation is a wide vacuum belt. At this time, the vacuum belt has undoubtedly become a bloody battlefield, a real Shura land.

Since the monks of Gui Xiuyu formed an alliance, their strength has soared, and they are extremely resentful of the army of the desperate dynasty that constantly offends, so they rush to kill one by one.

And the monks of the dynasty will naturally not stop easily. Compared with the environment of this ghost cultivation field, the long-term depression in the desperate world naturally makes them reluctant to give up this land that has already stepped on.

Therefore, from early morning to dusk, the battle situation was also particularly tragic. Although monks are more powerful than mortals, they are so fragile on this battlefield.

At this time, the casualties on the battlefield were extremely heavy, and countless bodies were lying on the ground, not to mention the broken limbs and arms.

Su Yang came to the front line early in the morning, but he was behind the army of the Ghost Xiuyu Alliance. During the day, the two armies were against each other, and the defense was extremely strict. Naturally, Su Yang could not easily avoid the guard. So he chose a secluded peak, stood at the top of the peak and looked at the war from afar. He was ready to stop the war at night, and he was quietly sneaking back to Luohun Mountain.

At this time, when Su Yang saw such a miserable situation on the battlefield, he couldn't help frowning slightly. Obviously, he was extremely unhappy with such a fight. However, with his current strength, he knows that he can't control a war, and even a mortal war, let alone a shocking battle between monks. In this case, Su Yang will naturally not show off. As long as he tries his best to protect the people he cares about, it is enough.

Looking at the increasing number of corpses on the battlefield, Su Yang's heart moved and secretly thought to himself that he didn't expect that there would be so many people in the two places of Jueyu and Gui Xiuyu. Not to mention all the monks, these corpses alone, the huge number is probably comparable to a super faction.

As time goes by, the dusk is about to pass, and then the night is coming. In this underworld without sun, moon and stars, the night seems a little depressing, and on this battlefield full of corpses, the night may be more uncomfortable.

Su Yang thought that he would carefully cross this battlefield alone at night. Even though he had always been fearless, he couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Mingjin withdrew his troops, and the monks of both sides finally stopped the war at the end of dusk and retreated to their own camps. No one paid attention to the corpses on the battlefield, which made Su Yang sigh. Compared with mortals, these monks seemed to be more indifferent to life, but they had an almost morbid care for their own lives.

Su Yang withdrew his eyes and no longer looked at the battlefield, but sat quietly on the top of the mountain cross-legged and slowly adjusted his breath. Time passed little by little, and when Su Yang opened his eyes again, it was already late at night.

In the night of the ghost cultivation, everything is silent, and there is not even a worm song or a bird call. Su Yang stood up and restrained his breath, and then ran down the mountain quickly.

Su Yang was extremely careful all the way and tried his best to hide his breath. In addition, with the illusion of Xiaoyu, he was so shocked that he passed through the defense line of the Ghost Cultivation Alliance and came to this battlefield.

In fact, Su Yang just wants to leave this line of defense, so it is extremely easy. If he wants to enter this line of defense, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

At this moment, Su Yang stood on the edge of the battlefield, looking at the tired front of the corpse, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. Although he is a ghost practitioner, Su Yang is still unwilling to cross such a battlefield at night. It's just that there is no other way, and he can only do so.

I saw Su Yang running the vitality in his body, and then his body turned into a virtual shadow and swept forward quickly. He can't fly at this time, so as not to be discovered. He can only cross the battlefield and leave here as soon as possible.

Oh! Oh! Well! Oh! Well!

Who knew that when Su Yang was running for nearly half of the road, there was a sudden noise in front of him, which suddenly changed Su Yang's face and his whole body suddenly stopped. With vitality running and blessing above his eyes, Su Yang looked in the direction of the voice.

His vision is already good. At this time, with the blessing of vitality, he can naturally see more clearly. Dozens of large bags slowly bulge on the ground not far ahead, and those strange sounds came from the big bags.

Seeing this, Su Yang suddenly became short. With the cover of the night, the whole heat crawled on the ground and looked forward.

The abnormal noise continued, and the big bags cracked one by one with the sound, and gray figures rushed out of it. These people are all wearing gray robes, which seem to be the Taoist clothes of a certain sect.

Su Yang peeked at them and saw that these people did not speak, but picked up the bodies on the battlefield one after another and threw them into the soil bags they rushed out. As the body was thrown in, I saw a trace of gray light slowly gushing out of the earthen bag. These lights were extremely faint. If you don't look carefully, it is absolutely difficult to find. With the flash of these lights, the corpses that entered the earth bag disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Su Yang's face suddenly changed. These people were actually stealing the body. And Su Yang is no longer familiar with those gray airflow and light, which is clearly dead. In this way, these people in gray should be disciples of the corpse god.

I'm afraid they have been ambushed on the battlefield early in the morning, secretly arranging the teleportation array under the ground, and then waiting for the end of the battle to collect the body from it.

After understanding this, Su Yang suddenly remembered that when he talked about the sudden start of the war of the Jeok Dynasty, he did not elaborate on the reasons, but said that he did not know it. At that time, Su Yang felt a little strange. At this time, it seemed that the virtualization was the most knowledgeable, and it was obvious that the war between the two sides again was picked up by the corpse god. And the purpose of doing this is to get more corpses.

After all, it is not only the ancient sect of the corpse god. If you want to return to the human world and not be targeted by other ancient sects, you naturally need a certain strength.

And if the corpse god wants to improve its strength, it naturally needs a large number of corpses, and the way to make a large number of corpses is war!

To figure out all this, there was a sense of anger in Su Yang's heart, although the monks looked very lightly on life, let alone just some corpses. However, Su Yang was very angry about this extremely injurious cultivation method.

Not only that, but also that the power of the corpse gate is not a good thing for Su Yang. After all, the withered pine is also the corpse god. The more powerful the corpse god is, the more difficult it is to avenge yourself.

With this in mind, Su Yang suddenly stood up, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and then suddenly mobilized his vitality and shouted, "What are you doing? Didn't you come to attack so late at night?"