Jiang Chen smiled happily: "That's right, a bunch of abnormal dead ghosts, how can we laugh?"
"If it's an abnormal death, there should be an abnormal state of death. This way it looks much more natural."
"Hang on! Keep going."
He waved his hand without any explanation, and led the stunned crowd forward.
Jiang Chen did this not entirely on a whim. He felt an inexplicable meaning from these ghost corpses.
So some means were left behind.
…
After passing through a small piece of wasteland, everyone finally saw the Qishui River.
The width is about sixty to seventy meters.
It was pitch black and the water was bottomless. A strong wind blew, and the waves hit the shore with a loud sound.
However, they only took a quick glance before their attention was drawn to something else.
Not far from the Qi River, a fierce battle was breaking out in front of a wooden house.
Four Wu Zong disciples were joining forces to besiege a woman covered in blood. She looked to be in her forties or fifties, with her entire body scarlet except for her eyeballs which were completely black.
The woman was half-lying on the ground, like a wild beast, roaring continuously, extremely violently.
Sometimes he would suddenly laugh sinisterly, which made people feel creepy.
What was even more terrifying was this woman's fighting ability. The four C+ Wuzong disciples unleashed their trump cards and fought with all their might, yet they were completely at a disadvantage.
The tallest and strongest man had several pieces of flesh torn off his neck. Judging from the wounds, they were not bite marks. He might have been held down by the blood corpse's neck and bitten hard.
The strong man was in agony, his face twisting constantly as bloody resentment madly drilled into his body from the wound.
While he was attacking, he also had to resist this terrible erosion.
"Looking for death! Senior Brother Sun, retreat!" At this time, the middle-aged female Wuzong disciple shouted and attacked. She swept out with a palm, her whole hand turned red, and the high temperature made the air distorted.
She blocked the blood corpse's attack.
Otherwise, the strong man would probably be in trouble.
However, she herself was also in trouble. The blood corpse's body was burned by the high temperature of her palm, making a "hissing" sound, but it didn't care at all. Instead, it reached out and hugged the female Wuzong disciple's head, and moved towards her face with its bloody mouth.
One bite would probably tear off half of your face!
At this time, a fist attacked with a fierce power like a dragon or a tiger. With a loud bang, the blood corpse was shaken away and fell to the ground with all four limbs. It then let out a series of strange laughs at the few people.
The attack of several people has very limited effect on it.
And every time it attacks, it almost takes several lives!
"Senior Brother Zhao, you..." The female disciple looked sad.
Zhao Daniu, who had just attacked, clearly only had one arm left. He was the strongest of the four and had also borne the greatest pressure previously.
After his arm was torn off by the blood corpse.
He had already retreated a distance and was taking medicine to stop the bleeding.
But when he saw his junior sister in danger, he forced himself to take action. At this moment, blood was flowing out of the broken left arm like free money.
"Qin Tiancheng! How long are you going to hold back?!" The female Wuzong disciple roared.
Qin Tiancheng also faced the blood corpse at this moment.
His steps were agile and he dodged, occasionally punching out with considerable power.
But among those present, his strength was not much different from Zhao Daniu, and he was one of the strongest besides Jiang Hongyu.
The power they exerted was only equivalent to that of a female disciple and a tall and strong man.
This undoubtedly shows that he is far from trying his best.
Qin Tiancheng pretended not to hear what his fellow sister said. He didn't want to harm anyone, he just had his own choice.
Zhao Daniu is simple and honest.
He wanted to be an old man, but ended up having his martial arts career almost ruined for the rest of his life. He didn't want to follow in his footsteps.
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