The huge gap in cultivation has made Nan Chen feel cold.

Not to mention, Qiu Sheng Wencai, who must have a low cultivation level.

The two of them seemed even more frightened.

"What's the situation? What's the point of doing this guy now?"

"Yes, I feel like he's getting stronger again."

Qiu Sheng and Wencai looked at each other in surprise.

The three corpse demon paths that are constantly approaching.

Nanchen said without hesitation:

"The sixth level of Xuan level!"

"What? He has promoted another level?"

"It's over, now I'm dead."

"Junior brother, do you have any way? Otherwise, we will die in the third place."

Qiu Sheng Wencai is already unable to make up his mind.

In this situation, it is probably difficult to escape.

Because the gap in cultivation is really too huge.

Nanchen, however, had a calm face:

"Hold on for a while, we won't have any trouble!"

Nanchen was worried, but he didn't want the two to give up.

He is waiting for someone.

A person who can help them out of danger.

According to the plan, Xiaoyu will "accidentally encounter" them in this forest.

Then, we will go to the town church together to deal with the blood-sucking zombie.

When it was dark, Xiaoyu left the charity village.

Logically speaking, Xiaoyu is in this forest.

Now, Xiaoyu should have noticed such a big disturbance here.

As long as she can arrive in time, the three of them still have the chance and possibility of survival.

Because Xiaoyu's strength soared after sucking the red-clothed female ghost's essence pill and the Yin-gathering Pill.

She should be able to deal with the fifth and sixth levels of the Xuan level.

Nan Chen was thinking like this in his mind.

And this is his last hope.

But Qiu Sheng’s literary talent was vaguely uneasy.

They really can't think of how to save their lives.

The gap in this cultivation level is so big that there is no power to fight back at all.

Moreover, there are so many evil spirits in white who surround them.

In their opinion.

Unless Uncle Jiu returns, there is no chance of winning at all...

At the same time, several evil ghosts in white rushed over again.

"Aoao" screamed, and the yin evil spirits in the body fluctuated.

The sharp claws and fangs kept coming.

The three of them leaned together and kept fighting, killing and fighting.

And on the other side.

The Three Corpse Demonic Dao that was walking step by step.

But he sneered:

"Lin Jiu is not here, let's see who can save you.

Let’s see who can protect you from death tonight!”

After saying that, the three corpse demons rushed to a skeleton stick.

There was only a dull "bang".

A sensation of evil spirits was like ripples, storming in all directions.

Nanchen only felt a cold wind blowing, the coldness was biting, and the hairs stood up.

Qiu Sheng Wencai felt extremely depressed and his breathing was a little difficult.

But this is not over yet. After the three corpse demons shook out the yin evil spirit.

The body rushed forward with a "bang".

It was like a shell, pointing straight at the three of them.

This time, the speed is extremely fast.

Soon enough, you can see a black mist.

Nanchen thought it was not good, the other party was going to kill him with one blow.

Nanchen immediately shouted:

"Be careful, everyone!"

After saying that, the mysterious energy was activated.

He raised the Tianxuan Bagua Mirror and shone it in the direction where the Three Corpse Demons were rushing.

The golden light burst out, and bursts of strong yang aura fluctuated.

However, the gap in the level makes Nanchen's attack very pale.

The three corpse demon snorted coldly, and their bodies suddenly changed direction.

The golden light shining from the Tianxuan Bagua Mirror directly hit the sky.

When he wanted to take action again, it was too late.

Because of the Three Corpse Demonic Dao, he had already arrived in front of Nan Chen.

Even Nan Chen could see the other party's hideous white face clearly.

The three corpse demon Taoist's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Suddenly roared:

"Go to die!"

Before he finished speaking, the skeleton black staff in the other party's hand had been raised.

He hit Nanchen's forehead violently.

All this happened too quickly.

Almost in the midst of lightning, let alone dodging and resisting.

There is no chance to raise your hand.

Aki Sheng Wencai, who was standing by, wouldn’t say help.

I even just turned my eyes and saw such a scene.

In an instant, the three of them felt a chill.

If you are hit by the other party's stick, your head will inevitably be smashed to pieces.

So there is still a possibility of survival?

The faces of the three showed despair and horror.

There was no time to make a sound in my mouth.

Nan Chen, who was involved, felt even more numb and cold all over.

"It's over, am I going to finish like this?"

At that moment, Nanchen felt a lot of unwillingness.

But the gap in strength is too big.

I could only watch the other party's weapon hitting his head.

In my heart, there is a kind of indifference and despair.
To be continued...