Hua Chenglu was about to take action when she suddenly felt a colic in her abdomen. The true energy that had just been mobilized immediately dissipated. She widened her eyes: "There is poisonous in the tea!"

The old man in front of him, who was full of evil spirits, rushed up with incredible speed.

In an instant, the crisis of death was shrouded in Hua Chenglu, and no matter how many powerful talismans there were, it seemed that they were too late to use them.

A white light shone through the clinic. Yu Zijian's eyes condensed and he flew up. The Nine Yang Sword was like a white rainbow that penetrated the sun, piercing the old man through several patients blocking the road.

A stream of black smoke spurted out from the wound and rushed towards Hua Chengru.

Hua Cheng exposed the jade pendant on his waist, emitting a round of green light. The black smoke hit the green light and could not penetrate it. He turned his head and turned toward the wall.

Although he was saved by the body-protecting spirit jade, Hua Chenglu still fell down softly and was held in his arms by Yu Zijian. At this time, only shrill screams and moans suddenly sounded from behind, and Yu Zijian looked back.

Wherever the Nine Yang Sword passed, blood sprinkled all over the ground, bright red and dazzling. The patient who was cut through seemed to wake up from a nightmare and lie on the ground screaming. Widths of black smoke spewed out of their mouths and merged into the large ball of black smoke on the wall.

They are not zombies or puppets, but living people. Yu Zijian was stunned. It was me who killed them with my own hands!

"Purple Sword, I feel so uncomfortable, there is poison in the tea!"

Before Yu Zijian could accept this fact, Hua Chenglu was already in pain. Her whole body was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes hot and sometimes hot, sometimes as cold as a corpse.

"Chenglu, express your power to drive away poison!"

"It's not poison. It's my children." The black smoke made a strange voice from Weng Ming.

Yu Zijian moved his true energy into his eyes and saw an amazing scene. The black smoke was not real smoke, but countless extremely small black insects died. Looking down at Hua Chenglu, she was already covered in cold sweat, and hurriedly stuffed a healing pill into her mouth.

"It's useless. It won't take long to die, and now it's your turn!" The black smoke buzzed. People controlled by the black worms, their eyes were round, and they rushed out of the clinic, making inhuman roars.

Yu Zijian didn't dare to strike out his sword easily anymore. He picked up Hua Chenglu, flew towards the wall, and let out a long roar toward the black smoke.

The black smoke rolled and spread out, and gathered in the distance. Yu Zijian's expression changed drastically when he saw him standing on the wall. When she arrived, the whole city was silent and there were no people on the streets. At this time, countless men and women filled the streets and alleys, as if they were attending a grand ceremony, all of whom were tilted and looking at her with white eyes. It was like a doll of clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

"I have let my child swim into every well. I originally wanted to slowly enjoy the blood food in the city. If you dare to disturb me, you will die!"

The sea of ​​people suddenly turned around, roaring in unison, and a terrifying wave rushed into the sky. The buzzing of black insects was hidden. A huge tide surged in the sea of ​​people and rushed towards Yu Zijian.

With a rumbling sound, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the wall was directly crushed.

Yu Zijian hugged Hua Chenglu and jumped up, looking down at the dark sea of ​​people from the sky. I don’t know if it was a few thousand or tens of thousands, but her body and heart fell down together. With those countless empty eyes, her expression was also a little dazed.

Hua Chenglu said in her ear with difficulty: "Zi Jian, go quickly!"

Yu Zijian woke up instantly. Before he could land on the ground, the Nine Yang Sword roared and crossed the sky more than one meter high, flying out of the city.

Countless hands stretched out, like the scene of Avici Hell.

A middle-aged woman suddenly jumped up. Even if she was controlled by the demon, it was far beyond her ability to move. Her legs cracked and her hands broke, but her hands touched the hem of Yu Zijian's clothes. Other controlled humans also jumped up one after another and rushed forward.

Yu Zijian pursed his lips and looked ahead, exerting the sword-control method learned in Taoism to the extreme. The Nine Yang Sword drew a tortuous white light and swept through the sea of ​​people. The demonic energy rushed straight from behind. Looking back, the black smoke composed of countless small insects rolled up from behind.

However, the Nine Yang Sword is worthy of being the best spiritual weapon given by the Taoist head. Although Yu Zi Sword cannot exert all its power, its speed is still amazingly fast. It gradually throws away the black smoke and sweeps past the city wall.

The black smoke circled the top of the city for a few times, making unwilling noises, but he did not dare to chase them. However, it knew its power and was not good at fighting head-on. Humans had some powerful spells, and it would be bad if they were severely damaged. It would be better to borrow tens of thousands of food first and cultivate themselves more powerfully. Two and kill one is enough.

The demonic energy gradually faded away, and Yu Zi Jian stopped his movements, and the Nine Yang Sword under his feet suddenly moved more than ten feet away, stopping. Looking back, seeing that the monster was not chasing him, a deep fear immediately surged into his heart, and a layer of cold sweat broke out from his vest.

This kind of monster is extremely rare. It is composed of countless black insects and can have such high wisdom. If this continues, the people in the city will be slaughtered. Yu Zijian was originally a gentle and kind-hearted person. Looking at this tragic situation, he immediately felt sad and forgot his fear. He wished he could kill the monster with one sword now.

But gritted his teeth and lowered his head and said, "Chenglu, we have escaped. Let's go back now, you can hold on!"

Hua Chenglu forced a smile, and just opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she vomited blood, her face was no longer shy, and she said with anger: "Purple Sword, I can't hold on."

Her Qi refining cultivation is already good, but the internal organs in her body are the most vulnerable places. Countless black worms are making trouble. If her control of true qi is as delicate as Li Qingshan, she can kill the black worms, but this is impossible for her now.

With this sentence, Yu Zijian's heart was extremely sore, and tears fell: "Chenglu, don't talk nonsense, you won't..."

"I didn't expect that I would die in the first mission. It's so embarrassing. Tell my brother, I..."

"No, I won't listen!" Yu Zijian covered his ears.

The black fog buzzed sharply and said mockingly: "Children, I have eaten her heart and liver!"

Hua Chenglu said: "It hurts so much, it feels so uncomfortable!"

Yu Zijian was full of despair and instinctively raised his head, wanting to find someone to help her. No matter who it is, the majestic figure in his heart instinctively reflected, but there was only a desolate place in the four fields, and only his best friend moaned in pain in his arms, dying.

In this situation, some people will cry and some will be at a loss, but her eyes gradually become firm and decisive under this unbearable huge pressure.

"Chenglu, hold on, I won't let you die. I will definitely kill the monsters, save you, save everyone!" Yu Zijian put Hua Chenglu on the ground, took off her treasure bag, raised the Nine Yang Sword, and flew to the city resolutely.

Hua Chenglu stretched out her hand, but couldn't say a word. She just watched the purple shadow disappear into her sight, and then she completely fainted in pain.

After a while, it started to rain in the gloomy sky. The raindrops dripped from the high clouds and pulled into a thin raindrop, falling on Hua Chenglu's face. Her distorted expression in pain was at some point, but she calmed down.

Hua Chenglu felt the chill on her face, and slowly opened her eyes. The pain in her body had disappeared. Somehow, the black worms that were drinking were calm and no longer biting wildly, but lurking quietly, like ordinary insects, even the demonic aura became extremely faint and almost disappeared.

"Has the Purple Sword succeeded?"

Yu Zijian's joy in his heart, which had survived the disaster, immediately used his true energy to drive away the insects that had lost their wisdom and acted only by instinct. He looked towards the city gate, frowned again, supported himself, and walked towards the small city.

The rain became heavier, and a rain curtain was intertwined in front of the city gate. Hua Chenglu lifted the curtain and walked through the black gatehouse, and once again entered the city that almost cost her life.

The scene in the city surprised her. A large area of ​​buildings in front of her were razed to the ground, like traces of burning by flames. This was the power of the best talisman handed over to her for self-defense. There were countless gray and black figures on the ground, which were diluted by the rain.

Walking further forward, dead bodies were presented in front of her. They were either turned into a piece of burnt wood by the thunder talisman, or frozen into a ground of ice talisman, but the most were still pierced, cut off, and killed by the sword.

"Purple Sword, Purple Sword!" Hua Chenglu was anxious in her heart, shouting her name loudly, infusing her true energy, spreading the quiet small town, but there was no response.

The sky became dimmer and it was almost dusk. Finally, Hua Chenglu found her in front of an old unspoiled ancestral hall.

She held the Nine Yang Sword and sat on the bluestone steps with her head down. The rain pressed her messy hair against her cheeks, and then slid down her smooth cheeks, and suddenly turned blood red. Her body was covered in blood. Only the rain washed away, and the blood spread, and only the Nine Yang Sword was as bright as snow.

She stared at the bluestone slab in front of her. Suddenly there were a pair of feet on the bluestone slab, and a soft call came from her head: "Purple Sword, Zi Sword, are you okay!"

"Chenglu, I won...but I only saved you..." Yu Zijian seemed to wake up in shock, slowly raised his head, smiled hard, his face full of moistness, I don't know if it was rain or tears.

Hua Chenglu looked at her smiling face and felt a tingling pain in her heart. She was even sadder than being bitten by a black insect, and she couldn't say a word.

Several rays of light cut through the sky, and one of them was Hua Chengzan flashing by.

Later, Hua Chenglu heard the knowledgeable Hua Chengzan say that the monsters they encountered were very rare and called "Miscus Monster".

Among the Kun-like monsters, some are too simple and small, and there is no trace of spiritual wisdom. Even ants are far inferior to them. It is almost impossible to cultivate into spirit monsters. However, when they are gathered in the spiritual veins and spiritual land, over time, they have a very small chance to produce spirituality and become a miasma-like existence. It is also very simple to destroy them, just kill most of them.

If she would die in the middle of the night, fortunately, Yu Zijian found this solution in time to save her. However, at some point, Hua Chenglu would rather not be saved, such as now.

ps: Finally back, updates will start to resume tomorrow!^_^(To be continued)!~!
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