"Well, let's speed up! Try to arrive at Baishamen before midnight!"

Nanchen Wencai spoke.

Uncle Jiu said "yes" and pointed his head.

Then, everyone rushed to Baishamen.

But the closer they get to Baishamen, the worse their faces become.

From a distance, the location of Baishamen is located is filled with fire and thick smoke.

It seemed like a fire broke out.

This is not a good sign, and it makes everyone's hearts rise up.

Continue to approach, and wait until everyone arrives at the foot of Baishamen Mountain.

The scene in front of everyone gasped.

There were raging fires nearby, and they continued to rise from the mountainside, and now they all burned halfway up the mountainside.

A forest fire has formed, and the flame height can reach dozens of meters.

The surroundings are full of dark brown ashes and a rich burnt smell.

From time to time, you can also see burned corpses, etc.

And on the hillside, there were sounds of fighting.

Obviously, fierce fighting is taking place on the mountain.

Nanchen glanced around and saw a slightly intact corpse not far away.

Looking a few steps forward, it was a corpse of a Fusang man who had been dead for a long time. Its special haircut hairstyle is easy to identify.

He also has the Onmyoji robe.

At the same time, Nanchen also found that a corpse was still moving not far away.

Nanchen hurried forward to check, what kind of charred corpse is this?

But a Taoist clerk who was burned beyond recognition.

The monk was burned all over his body, and there was no intact skin.

He could no longer recognize his appearance, but he trembled his body, his burnt fingers still covered a long sword tightly.

The two words "White Sand" are engraved on the sword.

Obviously, this is a fellow Taoist ally of the White Salmon.

"Fellow Taoist!"

Nanchen was surprised and hurriedly squatted down to see if he could help him.

But that fellow Taoist said a few words hoarsely:

"Nine, Jiuju, Jiuju, Jiuju's faction, attacked, attacked the mountain..."

After saying that, the charred white monk Taoist snorted directly.

Nanchen looked at him dying with his eyes closed and said heavily:

"Fellow fellow Taoist!"

Immediately, Nanchen stood up and said to Uncle Jiu behind him:

"Master, it is Fusang's Onmyoji, and the Jiuju faction is attacking the mountain!"

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and drew out his sword:
Chapter completed!