Feng Ruoxing clearly heard someone shouting: "Ring the bells to attract corpses!" After that, the sound of bells rose into the sky, and the entire Wang family seemed to tremble back and forth in the sound of bells. Even the space in front of Feng Ruoxing seemed to be shaking.

It keeps shaking with the ringtone.

The next moment, the wall of the Wang family collapsed, and hundreds of disciples of the Corpse Sect wearing Taoist robes stepped over the wall and surrounded Wang Xiaohuan and Feng Ruoxing.

Wang Xiaohuan slapped his palm on the table: "If you want to see the corpse, I will let you see it to your heart's content!"

Where Wang Xiaohuan's palm fell, eight rays of energy surged out from the ground with the house they were in as the center. The green bricks that were blown away by the energy jumped over a foot, and the earth dragon rolling on the ground also approached several people from the Corpse Gate.

Leading disciple.

"Taomu Sword Suppresses the Corpse!" the leader of the Corpse Control Sect gave an order, and the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect holding the Maomu Sword jumped out of the air, in groups of three, and stabbed the ground with their swords at the same time.

After the long sword pressed against the rolling force of the ground and penetrated half a foot into the soil, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted between the sword's edge and the ground, and eight earth pits with a diameter of more than one meter were suddenly opened on the ground.

The flying green bricks smashed into the disciples of the Corpse Sect, causing twenty-four figures to fly backwards several meters while screaming.

The disciples of the Corpse Control Sect were beaten to a bloody pulp. The Master of the Corpse Control Sect lowered his head and looked into the pit, but what he saw was not a zombie, but a huge rat.

"Monster, you've fallen into a trap!" As the master of the Corpse Control Sect stepped back in shock, hundreds of white lights silently floated into the air from outside the Wang family, surrounding the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect.

At the same time, a palace lantern with long golden spikes slowly rose into the sky from the roof of the Wang family's main residence. However, instead of being as festive as a palace lantern should be, the light contained a kind of bloody monster.

"White Lantern Sect!" The Master of the Corpse Control Sect exclaimed, "Excuse me, who of the Seven Evils of the White Lantern is here? We are here..."

"You are here to die!" Wang Xiaohuan's voice suddenly turned cold: "Who gave you the courage to attack the Wang family while the butcher and I are not around? Now that you are here, you can all become living corpses in the Wang family!"

"Listen to my explanation..." Before the Master of the Corpse Sect could finish his words, he heard the sound of cotton being torn from above his head. When he looked up, a pair of pale eyes had already been stretched out from the white lamp above his head.

Ghost Claw.

As if his fingers soaked in human blood hooked into the crack in the white cloth, he split it to the left and right, tearing the white lantern in half, and half of his head popped out of the cracked lantern.

The dancing light in the lamp had turned into a will-o'-the-wisp in the eyes of the evil spirits, shining with malevolence and murderous intent from the air towards the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect.

After a breath, the white lights in the sky exploded one after another, and the fierce ghosts who burst out of the lights jumped down from the air and rushed towards the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect. They had no moves but were not afraid of death and struggled with the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect.

The sound of ghost claws and teeth tearing human skin apart and the screams of the disciples of the Corpse Sect spread throughout the countryside at the same time, and the Wang Family Courtyard was filled with blood.

Wang Xiaohuan used a white light to connect to the ghost world of the human world, summoned evil ghosts from the ghost world, and tore half of the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect alive. Those disciples of the Corpse Control Sect who were not knocked down joined the battle group with magic weapons in hand, and attacked the hungry ghosts one after another.

Slashing away, the phosphorus fire exploded by the ghost also burst out in blood.

Although the two sides were indifferent for the moment, the palace lantern in the middle would not go out, and Wang Xiaohuan would continue to attract evil spirits. However, there are only a hundred or so people in the Corpse Sect, and sooner or later they will become the evil spirits' mouths.

Pile of minced meat.

The master of the Corpse Control Sect also drew his sword at this time, holding the sword in both hands, stomping on his feet, and rushed straight to the direction where Wang Xiaohuan's voice came from.

He knew that when fighting against the disciples of the White Lantern Sect, one must not get entangled with their white lanterns. The more entangled they were, the faster they would die. The only way to break the situation was to kill the lantern holder.

Although the Master of the Corpse Control Sect only had a mahogany sword in his hand, as he rushed in, Yang Qi gathered on the sword like fire. The opponent only rushed in a few steps, and the sword had already turned red.

light and shadow.

The other party's eyes were also fixed on Wang Xiaohuan who was facing the window!

When the Master of the Corpse Control Sect accelerated again, a ray of sword light had already collided with his peach wood sword. A moment ago, the long sword had a sudden red light, and in the blink of an eye, it broke into three sections.

The sword light that shattered his blade rushed in again, and the opponent's hand holding the sword suddenly became bloody and bloody.

However, the sword light hit Huanglong in the rain of blood and penetrated into the opponent's chest.

At this time, Feng Ruoxing, dressed in white, also appeared beside Wang Xiaohuan.

"White Shura! Hurry..." The moment the Master of the Corpse Sect saw Feng Ruoxing, he knew that the Corpse Sect was finished. Before he could shout "Run", Feng Ruoxing's second sword had already penetrated the opponent.

Between the eyebrows.

When the corpse of the master of the Corpse Sect fell to the ground with his eyes open, Feng Ruoxing coughed twice: "Well... I think there are no masters in the Corpse Sect anymore, so I'll leave first. There are still masters coming from the Two Realms Hall.

Come on, I'll go back and help."

Feng Ruoxing didn't care whether Wang Xiaohuan answered or not, and ran away without a trace.

In fact, Feng Ruoxing herself knew that Liangjietang might not need help, she just wanted to run faster.
Chapter completed!