Her eyes were slightly dark, and she said, "These demon cultivators have spent so much effort to use this evil magic here, I'm afraid they have any plans." Seeing that the quicksand was calm and the demon cultivators had escaped, she walked up to the people rescued by Xiao Hei.

Those people were originally in shock, but when they saw Tang Ning, they knelt down: "Thank you for your help, thank you Master Tang!"

Although they had never seen Master Tang before, they had also heard of Master Tang's name. They knew that the person in front of them was Master Tang. They were grateful and were more grateful that they met Master Tang here, otherwise, they would be afraid that they would all die here.

"I'll ask you, there are only those twelve people buried underground in the demon cultivators, or are there others?" Tang Ning looked at the people and asked.

"More than the twelve people, there were already some of them before this. We saw that before us, some monks had dried up blood on their bodies and died. The demon cultivators had been using blood as their guide, and I don't know how many people died before us." When talking about this, everyone was still scared.

"ah……"

Just as they were talking, a shrill scream came from a distance. Tang Ning heard the sound and quickly went there. When he arrived, he saw a few more corpses on the ground.

"Look at this blood."

Seeing that the blood was still seeping into the ground, the blood was still accompanied by the demonic energy. It seemed that the matter was not over yet. He looked around and his spiritual sense was released, but he could not find the trace of the demon cultivator.

At this time, something seemed to be moving under the mud on the ground. They avoided and retreated. Suddenly, the demonic energy quickly condensed with blood and then flew around in a thin stream, and with a soothing sound, it penetrated into the hanging corpses on the tree.

"Be careful, everyone!" Tang Ning shouted, reminding those who followed him.

"Hiss! Why, why are all the dead bodies alive?"

A monk behind took a breath and saw that the corpses that were originally hanging came alive. As they came alive, they seemed to have endless strength. They pulled the rope off with one pull. For a moment, the dead bodies around them surrounded them one after another. The strange scene made them creepy.

"This is a living zombie, led by blood and power by demonic energy. It has no life or consciousness, and can only obey the orders behind the person who displays it." Tang Ning's voice paused: "The demon cultivator who controls these living zombies is nearby." His eyes swept around, and his spiritual sense was looking for the hidden demon cultivator.

"Then, can we find that demon cultivator? If, if we can't find it, what should we do? How could we beat so many zombies alone?" The monks looked pale, obviously scared.

I thought I could survive by being rescued, but who knew there would be such a thing?

Tang Ning glanced at them and said, "If you don't want to die, pick up your sword and fight!"

"Ah! Yes, something is pulling my feet!" A terrified voice came out. The monk struggled, but failed to shake off the hand that was holding his feet and was filled with cold and coldness.

"Swish! Bang!"

The long sword in Tang Ning's hand slashed towards that place, and the sword energy fell down. A pair of hands with corpse spots flew out and fell into the arms of another monk not far away, scaring him to scream.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!