You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 211 Dead Ghost

Several days in a row.

There were always hurried footsteps coming from above, accompanied by the roars of zombies.

"Plop" something heavy fell into the water.

Chang Qing's spiritual sense immediately understood that there were two people who fell into the water.

One of them was like a nobleman, with a well-proportioned figure and amazing temperament.

The other person had shifty eyes and a thin body, and was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Luosu Sect.

The two were chased by many disciples who were infected and turned into zombies, and they had to hide in the lake.

The corpse ghosts were roaring on the shore. The two people underwater restrained their breathing and held their concentration. Half a quarter of an hour later, the corpse ghosts on the shore could no longer smell their scent, and then they quickly left.

The two people from Luo Su Sect did not go ashore. They seemed to have noticed something and ran towards the cave at the bottom of the lake where Chang Qing and the others were.

Seeing that the two men had no intention of going ashore, Changqing looked heavy, and the broken sword appeared in his hand.

"Sure enough, there are people hiding here!" The thin disciple of Luosu Sect looked at the place where everyone was hiding and smiled slightly, very confident.

Chang Qing had not expected that the fluctuations of the formation he had set up would be detected by others.

"Open the formation and let us in, otherwise we will destroy it directly!" The disciple of Luosu Sect dressed as a nobleman, his cultivation level revealed, has reached the second level of Kaidan Realm. It seems that this person is the leader among the disciples of Luosu Sect.

Yun Qinghan and Zhong Baixuan tightened their weapons and prepared for battle.

Changqing shook his head and stretched out his hand to stop the two men.

Soon, a loud rumbling sound was heard from the formation, and the noble young man had actually begun to attack the formation.

Chang Qing watched quietly. It was just an attack from the second level of Kaidan realm. What would it matter if ten more came?

The two people who were attacking from outside seemed to have discovered that this formation was particularly solid, and their brows were furrowed. An ordinary third-grade sect could not arrange such a solid formation.

"Fellow Daoist, we have no choice but to break into this place. Please let us in as we are all human beings." The young man changed his tone, sounding a bit pitiful.

However, before Changqing and others could answer, the commotion just now naturally attracted the corpses that had not yet left.

The sound of footsteps could be heard again on the shore, and even many zombies swam towards the bottom of the lake.

There was no response from Changqing and others for a long time.

The young master's face turned grim, and he immediately took out several broken mysterious weapons and let them self-destruct, trying to forcibly blast open the formation.

The nobleman said in a fierce voice: "Since you won't open the door, then let's die together!"

"It turns out that everyone in the Luosu Sect is of the same character!" Chang Qing snorted coldly, and the green wings behind him flashed, and he instantly left the formation.

The broken sword in his hand flew quickly, knocking away the shattered and glowing mysterious weapons. Then he looked at the two with cold eyes.

The two of them looked at a masked disciple of the Yuling Sect and smiled, as long as it was not a second-grade sect.

"He's quite sensible. He knows how to come out." The young master felt that Changqing came out to greet them.

Changqing didn't say anything. The green wings behind him flashed and he arrived in front of the thin disciple of Luosu Sect at an extremely fast speed.

"Be careful!" The young master's pupils shrank, but it was too late to warn.

A green sword light flashed, and before the thin man could react, his eyes saw his own back.

The head slowly floated down to the bottom of the lake.

"You... deserve to die!" The young master was furious, and a light flashed in his hand.

A small, exquisite purple tower emerged. After being injected with spiritual power, it became full of purple energy. It instantly grew larger and pressed towards Changqing.

The young master also knew that since Chang Qing killed a person at the first level of Kaidan in an instant, he must be extremely powerful, so he used his strongest means as soon as he came up.

Chang Qing swung out several sword energies, and when they touched the tower, they were all bounced back and could not be shaken at all.

Chang Qing knew that he should not confront him head-on, otherwise he would be the one to suffer, so he activated the Fuyao Jue to its maximum and dodged, trying to avoid the suppression of the Purple Tower.

Underwater, the Fuyao Jue cannot exert its true strength and can only continue to mediate and block.

The purple tower seemed to have locked onto Changqing and kept hanging behind Changqing.

"Humph, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Now you know the consequences of offending me, Luo Su Zong!"

Seeing Changqing constantly dodging, the young master thought that Changqing was nothing special and started to talk nonsense.

"So much nonsense! It's hard to tell who will win or lose until the end!" Chang Qing's voice came faintly.

"Since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish." The young master made a gesture with his hands, and the purple tower became faster.

Seeing the corpse ghost swimming closer and closer, Chang Qing knew that he could not delay any longer. He flapped his wings upwards and rushed out of the water in an instant, with Zi Ta following behind.

The young master was very proud of himself as he watched Chang Qing fleeing. He surfaced. Although there were many corpses around him, they would not be a problem for a short time.

While admiring the beautiful scene of Changqing's escape, Changqing felt delighted. He could not exert the full power of Fuyao Jue underwater just now, but who knows what might happen in the air.

Changqing's speed was getting faster and faster, and his figure was getting fainter and fainter, until finally he disappeared.

"Impossible, how could it be so fast!" the young master exclaimed and was about to look around.

"Thank you for the compliment~" a light voice sounded behind my ear.

The young master's hair stood on end. Changqing's sudden appearance made him want to use the purple tower to defend, but it was too late.

The next second, a broken sword appeared on the nobleman's chest, and he widened his eyes in disbelief.

"You can't kill me. You know I am..." Before the young master could finish his words, Changqing exerted force with the sword in his hand, and the broken sword crushed the young master's heart.

"No matter who you are, you are now a dead ghost."

"How dare you~" the young master said in disbelief, and then he died.

The purple tower was no longer under control. It swayed twice in the air, turned into a small purple tower, and fell to the ground.

They took the small tower and collected all the belongings from the young master.

Chang Qing looked at the figure swaying faintly in the red mist on the shore, and his expression became even more solemn.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind came from a distance.

"Come here~" the familiar voice sounded again.

"It's really haunting!"

Chang Qing's face changed, and he didn't care whether the nobleman's body would turn into a zombie or not. He turned around and dived into the water.

Before sinking into the water, he glanced at the figure. The figure really looked like a ghost, covered in a tattered cloak. The whole figure was hidden in the cloak, with only the pair of shiny blood-red eyes emitting greedy light.

Returning to the formation, Chang Qing frowned. Dozens of disciples were emitting violent auras again, and the corpse qi that had been suppressed showed signs of reviving again.

Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan were relieved to see Chang Qing return safely, but they felt helpless looking at these disciples.

"Even the pills made from the essence of life can't suppress the corpse qi?" Chang Qing frowned.

Changqing took out the medicinal herbs he had harvested, many of which were ten thousand years old. But no matter how he used the medicine, he could not suppress the corpse qi.

For a moment, everyone fell into anxiety amid the voices of “Come here~”

The morale of everyone in the cave was somewhat low.

"Heh~ So you can't solve all the problems!"

An untimely chuckle broke the silence.

Everyone turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. Their expressions changed. A woman wearing a purple veil appeared in the cave without them noticing.