If something goes wrong, it is a monster. There is no reason for fog. The color of the fog is blood red. It is indeed very strange. At least it has been the first time Ge Yu has encountered this situation in more than 20 years.

The novice Zhong Jinliang was even more unheard of, and said in a panic: "Brother Yu, why is this fog so scary? What's going on?"

"Three living people worship the bridge, and they are very resentful after death. Three ghosts with extremely high Taoist practices condensed together to form boundless blood and energy. Therefore, this situation happened. Let's continue to move forward and each of them will increase their yang energy. Never be eroded by this blood and energy and affect their souls."

As Ge Yu said, he also took out the Xuanmen Seven Star Sword on his waist. At this moment, he had to be alert. Seeing that the evil aura condensed in the red fog was as real, they could resist it with their own pure yang energy. If they were ordinary people, or practitioners with lower cultivation, they would be likely to be contaminated by the Yin evil aura in the red fog, affecting their souls, and thus being controlled by the Yin energy, and doing some incredible things. This is not a joke.

What Ge Yu was most worried about was He Dazhuang, so he kept following him closely.

At the same time, according to the Yin Evil Aura condensed by the red fog, Ge Yu also made a general judgment. It is estimated that these ghosts have almost reached the level of ghost demons, or are close to the Taoist practice of ghost demons.

The other party died too tragically and was flooded into the cement pillars, especially the child who was less than three months old. He was just reincarnated and had just been reincarnated. Before he opened his eyes to take a good look at the world, he was killed again. In order to wait for this reincarnation, he didn't know how many years he had been waiting for, but he died a few months after he was born. It was strange that his resentment was not heavy.

As for the baby's mother, she watched her son be poured into the cement pillar with her own eyes and suffered great pain during her lifetime. This way of watching her son be killed is the most irritating way to stimulate the mother's resentment. It is extremely tragic and will inevitably turn into a demon after death to take revenge.

And these days, they have to kill at least two or three people every day. The more people they kill, the heavier the blood resentment on their bodies. If all the people in their village are killed, they will condense the resentment and fierceness of the people in the village. It is estimated that all three ghosts can reach the realm of a primary ghost in a very short time.

It's really crazy that he can't survive. Ge Yu vaguely felt that this matter was a bit unusual, but he couldn't quite understand where it was, and he could only take one step at the moment.

Several people walked through the red fog that filled the village and continued to move forward. The more they walked forward, the richer the blood-red fog became.

The blood-red mist is sweet, and when you breathe into your lungs, your breathing becomes heavy.

As I was about to leave the village, suddenly, a baby's cry sounded again, and the baby's cry was extremely loud, as if it was right beside me.

The crying sounded a little upset, and Hei Xiaose immediately started to curse: "Cry, have the ability to come out and fight Hei Master, and I guarantee that you will cry even worse."

However, as soon as Hei Xiaose finished speaking, a baby suddenly crawled out of the red mist in front. The baby was wet and stained with a lot of cement and sand. He crawled towards them while crying.

The little baby was only two or three months old and was naked. Although he was crying, his face and the corners of his mouth were raised, and there was a trace of evil smile, especially his eyes, which were as dark as ink and full of resentment, and he staggered towards them.

"Uncle... I'm so cold, can I play with me..." The little baby's voice was cold, and he also crawled towards them with an echo.

Soon, the little baby crawled to everyone's side and suddenly stood up from the ground. The crying stopped abruptly, and then laughed "crilled": "Uncle... let's play with me..."

While speaking, blood kept flowing out along the corner of the baby's mouth.

"Okay, uncle is having fun with you. I'll eat your uncle first, then talk about it!" As he spoke, the black little color raised his sword and fell, and slashed at the little baby.

When the sword passed, the baby was cut into two pieces and cut off in half.

The baby's body was separated, his feet were still moving, his hands were lying on the ground, and he burst into tears again: "Uncle... You are so cruel. I have been killed like this. You are still slashing me with a sword. You are the same as them. They are all bad people... I want you to die... you all want to die..."

The little baby supported half of his body with his hands and continued to crawl towards Hei Xiaose. A long string of blood was left behind, and his legs were still trembling. How strange it was.

Hei Xiaose was also shocked in this situation. His Qinghong Sword was also a magic weapon that had been passed down for hundreds of years in Wudang Mountain. If he slashed it with one sword, even the evil ghost would be scattered.

At this moment, Zhong Jinliang stepped forward, and the immortal-killing sword in his hand immediately fell on the baby's head again.

Then a scream was heard, and the baby's broken body suddenly turned into a black air and disappeared invisibly.

It is better to kill the immortal sword. It will destroy all evil and not invade hundreds of ghosts.

Seeing the little baby disappear, Hei Xiaose breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, although the baby was gone, the crying of the baby surrounded by the baby became even more violent.

Then, in the red mist, another baby crawled out, but this time it was not one or two, but a large area of ​​babies crawled towards them densely.

No one could tell how many babies were, all of them looked the same. The crying sounds of countless babies were connected together, forming a huge Qi field, which shocked several people's heads buzzed.

The howling babies were surrounded by all directions.

"Ah... it's over... we're going to die... we must die here..." He Dazhuang couldn't bear it when he saw these countless babies and shouted loudly.

Among these people, he had the lowest cultivation level and could not control it first.
Chapter completed!