The Western Qin World continuously absorbed two worlds, one was broken, and the other was almost completely empty, but it was still overwhelmed.

The three thousand great ways that support the heaven and earth overlap and swallow and merge with each other, making Chen Huixian easily touch the way of the sun.

There are dozens of great ways contained in the Da Sun Way, one of which is strong and the two are weak, and the others can only be regarded as branch paths.

The strong are the way to brighten the sun, the weak are the way to vitality the sun, and the dark sun.

At this time, Chen Huixian felt the sound of Xin Hao running away, and knew that the other party believed his words, so he began to sense the way of the sun.

His mind and spirit incarnation was transformed by Yang, contaminated with the original supernatural powers of the Great Sun Golden Flame. Under the sun, he could continuously absorb the pure peaceful energy and restore his mind power.

After descending to the hillside, Xin Hao did not choose to run away, but ran to the back mountain, found the exploring cavalry, and shouted: "Old Chen, I will use your horse to send me a messenger, and I will lead these ghouls away."

"you……"

The sling was a man in his thirties named Chen Qifa. Seeing Xin Hao holding a baby, he was about to borrow a horse, he immediately scolded:

"Old Mr. Xin, you are crazy about gains and losses, are you? You took your grandson to pull away the zombies? You can think of it. I tell you, don't make trouble for me, get out of here quickly."

"Kao, you don't understand the inside story, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you."

Xin Hao tied Chen Huixian in his arms, pushed the other party away, and stepped onto the war horse.

The war horse was very familiar with him and did not reject him.

Seeing Xin Hao really left, Chen Qifa was stunned and cursed: "Crazy, this old man is really crazy today..."

Although he kept scolding, Chen Qifa knew that the other party would not be so abnormal for no reason, which was also the reason why he did not disturb him.

To them, war horses are both weapons and brothers.

Chen Qifa stomped his feet, picked up the longbow that was squinted around his body, pulled out a cluster of arrows and put them on it, and quickly chased after him.

At this time, the group of corpses and ghosts had entered the village. As soon as they came in, they scattered and sniffed around, trying to capture the smell of strangers.

The houses in Xintian Village are extremely scattered, fragmented, and paths are crisscrossing. By this generation, most of them have been abandoned.

drive……!

Although Xin Hao is old and his movements are not as straightforward as before, he is experienced and experienced. After getting the war horse, he directly circles around the road and avoids head-on collisions with the corpse ghosts.

Xin Hao knew that even though he could not find anyone, he was afraid that one or two would stay there at that time.

So, after he confirmed that the road ahead was safe, he sang a mountain song loudly.

The mountain song was loud and the Chen Huixian in his arms frowned.

The leader of the corpse ghou who was originally heading to Xinhao's thatched hut stopped, sniffed hard in the air, and let out a sharp and hoarse roar.

The group of corpses and ghosts moved when they heard the sound, changing their slow speed, like a shark smelling blood, rushing towards where Xin Hao was.

Yes, rush.

Wherever they passed, a big hole was directly knocked out by the house, and no matter how high the slope was, they would climb up directly.

"There are ghouls among them for a hundred years, and they have become climate and are not something you can deal with."

Chen Huixian opened his eyes as soon as he heard the scream. The roar of the corpse ghost was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, but they could not hide it from him.

"Hundred Years? Are you talking about the zombie ghoul of Chief of Tun?"

Xin Hao didn't know what a hundred-year-old corpse ghoul is, but it doesn't mean he didn't know that there would be a leader in the corpse ghoul tribe.

The war horse ran quickly and led the two of them across the path, hillside, and houses, jumped up, and the next moment it appeared beside the rice fields outside the village.

Boom...!

A hundred-year-old corpse ghost was like a bulldozer, rushing around from far to near, Xin Hao's face changed drastically and said, "This is not a corpse ghost of the chief."

The war horse was frightened and ran out of the village.

Chen Huixian rolled his eyes silently. How could I know what you are talking about? A hundred-year-old corpse ghost is comparable to a Yin god and ghost immortal.

Even the weakest level of Yin Gods and Ghosts are not something that ordinary people can fight against.

War horses live in a small world, nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth, reproduce and optimize over time, with excellent physical fitness, and soon reached 60 kilometers per hour.

The corpse of a hundred-year-old corpse ghost has been polished by Yin Qi, and Yunyang has already surpassed it and has caught up with it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it."

Xin Hao leaned down on his war horse, looked back and cursed inwardly, then looked forward again, and at the same time he started to grop on the horse's back.

He knew that these stalkers had the habit of bringing messy things to deal with various accidents and improve their survival rate.

Chen Huixian wanted to tell the other party that you should be glad to be facing a corpse ghost. If it were a ghost or a zombie, this level was not sprinting like the wind, but flying in the sky and escaping the earth.

The corpse ghost is strong, but his essence is the soul, not the corpse. However, because his corpse is heavily yin, his soul cannot escape, so he can only control the movement of the corpse.

At this time, Xin Hao really touched what he wanted, a chain hammer.

Without hesitation, he swung the chain and hammered it back to his side and smashed it at the hundred-year-old corpse ghost.

The chain hammer came out of his hand and swirled the foot of the hundred-year-old corpse ghoul. The hundred-year-old corpse ghoul was completely overturned and rolled on the ground.

"drive!"

Instead of stopping, Xin Hao urged the war horse to distance himself from the century-old corpse ghost.

Under powerful inertia, the corpse ghoul rolled for almost tens of meters, leaving a deep mark on the ground, smashing on a huge rock before stopping.

He shook his head and grabbed the chain. His sharp corpse claws broke the chain, and stood up and roared silently at Xin Hao, who was left with only his back.

"I tell you, I was also a stalker back then, and I was chased by tens of thousands of corpse ghosts without any injuries. Don't look at me now, no matter how powerful this corpse ghost is, it can only follow me and eat ashes."

Xin Hao was panting and bragging with Chen Huixian, calming down the stimulation of being chased.

You should be chased by a dog, it is exciting.

Chen Huixian rolled his eyes and passed on his words with his eyes: "The hundred-year-old corpse ghost is chasing him."

Hearing this, Xin Hao couldn't help but turn around, and was so scared that his soul was so fierce that he was full of souls.

The hundred-year-old corpse ghost lay on the ground and chased after it at a speed of more than a hundred yards. In a blink of an eye, it came to his eyes.

Xin Hao threw the rope, lime, talismans, etc. without thinking.

A hundred-year-old corpse ghost is bloodthirsty and has a good intelligence that is no less than that of humans. After suffering a loss, facing Xin Hao's attack, he avoided it one by one, jumped up from the right and pounced on it.

Xin Hao could almost smell the rotten smell of a hundred-year-old corpse ghost. He felt desperate and thought, "No matter whether you are a demon or a fairy, we will die here if we don't take action."

A little flame was flying in the abdomen of the Hundred Years Ghost that exploded. The Hundred Years Ghost suddenly blew away, screaming and falling and rolling.

His abdomen was communicated with the way of the great sun by Shen Huixian, and some positive heaven and earth energy burned a hole.

The hundred-year-old corpse ghost screamed and lay down for almost two minutes, leaning on the yin energy in the body, eroding the sword intent in the flames of Chen Huixian.

As the sword intent disappeared, the wounds on the Hundred-year-old corpse ghosts were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Xin Hao had already run away and didn't know how far.

"What was that you just now?"

Xin Hao saw a little fire, and the hundred-year-old corpse ghost rolled to the ground. Now that he finally got out of the hundred-year-old corpse ghost's sight, he couldn't help asking.

At this moment, Xin Hao had already believed in his heart that Chen Huixian was really the reincarnation of a certain immortal, not a demon.

"A little spell, but unfortunately I don't have much psychic power, otherwise it would be useless no matter how many such people come."

Chen Huixian felt that the mental power he could use was reduced by half, and he was helpless.

Compared with the Yin God Realm Ghost Immortal of the Red Moon Wolf Demon or the Heart Demon Sect, the strength of this century-old corpse ghost can only be regarded as a miscellaneous army among the miscellaneous army.

No wonder the disciples of the Tianjian Sword Sect once said that I can fight a hundred people who have not experienced the cycle of reincarnation at the same level.

Xin Hao didn't dare to speak anymore. His heart was surging, and his face was full of shock that could not be concealed.

More than ten minutes later, Xin Hao was not in the mood to think about it. Chen Huixian brought him bad news - a hundred-year-old corpse ghost is chasing him.

Xin Hao is also a sensible person. He knows that if he doesn't kill the other person, he will be caught up even if he escapes.

"Can you still use your spell... I'll give you a chance. Which spell you use to explode his head, he won't be alive."

At this time, the horse was panting and ran for about twenty minutes and his speed decreased significantly.

"I can use such a spell once more, what can you do?"

Chen Huixian praised the other party's courage and wisdom quite much, but did not think Xin Hao could succeed. Therefore, he decided to give up the three souls and seven spirits at the critical moment.

A huge lack of strength can smooth out all strategies.

"You don't have to worry about this, just don't mess with me."

Xin Hao glanced at the hundred-year-old corpse ghoul who was chasing closer and closer, his heart pounding, and he was alive.

This is because I never felt like I had left the army again.

"roar!"

The hundred-year-old corpse ghost pounced on him again, as fast as lightning. At that moment, Chenhuixian wanted to connect with the way of the sun and stimulate the vitality of heaven and earth.

A false move.

The next moment, the century-old ghoul with fangs and claws turned over, fell to the ground, and rolled into a ball.
To be continued...