My life of martial arts training

But the other party seemed to have discovered something and actually lit another soul candle in advance, which forced them to act in advance.

The smile on Hei Shou's face froze, because he found that his lower-grade earth-level dagger could only penetrate one inch. When he wanted to stab it down, he found that it was stuck in the muscle.

Shen Yuan's hand grabbed Hei Shou's wrist in an extremely weird posture, and his head turned nearly 180 degrees, staring at the other party expressionlessly.

Hei Shou was half a head shorter than Shen Yuan, and he felt the other party's gaze as if he was looking at a dead person, which made him tremble in his heart.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the strength in his body hit Shen Yuan's back like a steel knife.

Clang clang! !

The crisp sound of metal collision made Hei Shou's eyes dazed; "I'm so stupid, I can't even do anything to the other party with my weapons, and I actually tried to repel the other party with my strength."

The next moment, the sky was spinning.

Shen Yuan's right arm burst into a crisp bone explosion sound. He lifted Hei Shou's body and slammed it hard on the huge word "death".

Ah...

It was not until this time that Shu Chengzi let out a shrill scream. The soul candle in his hand had gone out when it fell in the air.

As for Shen Yuan's soul candle, it had burned to a point and could only illuminate a distance of one foot around.

The word "death" on the mourning cloth no longer twisted and returned to its original state.

An invisible fear suddenly rose in everyone's heart, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Shen Yuan pressed Hei Shou against the word "death". A terrifying curse appeared in his body, as if there was an invisible hand in his body, wrinkling the flesh and blood on his face, chest, and limbs into a ball, and quickly forming tiny "death" characters.

His distorted face made him look extremely hideous, like a demon, and the endless pain was like waves of tides, trying to drown him.

But his eyes were cold, and he didn't care even if the curse appeared in his body.

He almost died. His heart could feel the sharp and cold breath of the dagger. He was just a little bit away.

"Ah..."

Hei Shou screamed. He was treated worse than Shen Yuan. After all, among all the people present, he and the White Walkers were in perfect contact.

He stared with his eyes wide open, looking unbelievable. The Blood Demon Orb was useless?

"Brother!"

Bai Shou pulled out the bloodless dagger from Shu Chengzi's body. Seeing Hei Shou's appearance, his pupils shrank sharply.

He had the same thought in his mind; could it be that the Blood Demon Orb given by Zhang Hanbo was fake?

But the next moment, he rejected this thought.

He was standing among the ghost slaves and was indeed not attacked by the White Walkers.

Could it be.....

He looked at Hei Shou clinging to the huge word "death" and immediately understood.

The Blood Demon Orb did make them contaminated with the breath of the White Walkers and would not attack them actively, but this did not mean that the White Walkers would not attack.

Under the attack of the White Walkers, the effect of the Blood Demon Orb was rapidly weakening. The blood that could originally cover the palm of his hand was now only a small amount. When the last bit of blood disappeared.

The curse appeared on him, and he, like everyone else, collapsed to the ground with a distorted face, bearing the attack of the White Walkers.

The word "death" on everyone's body was taking shape at a strange speed. After the last stroke fell, the curse in the body suddenly broke out.

Shen Yuan could feel that a large part of the source blood in his body was consumed in an instant, and new curses were still being generated.

After reaching a certain critical point, the three fires on the heads and shoulders of the five people suddenly burst into hot and dazzling golden light.

Buzz....

The golden light penetrated the entire mourning hall, and even the people fighting outside noticed the changes in the mourning hall.

The curse in their bodies was temporarily suppressed, and Shen Yuan resumed his action. His two fingers were like hooks, directly blinding Heishou's eyes. He turned around and wanted to light the soul candle, but many ghost slaves had already entered the mourning hall.

Shen Yuan kicked out with a terrifying white air wave, which directly blasted the ghost slaves rushing over into pieces. The remaining power was not reduced, and the ghost slaves behind flew out.

The ghost slaves were temporarily repelled, and he quickly stepped forward to light the soul candle.

But someone was one step faster than him. Leng Mu directly tore a huge wound on his arm and sprinkled the hot blood on the soul candle.

The red flames burst out again, making it impossible for the aliens to attack them again, and the ghost slaves who came in were squeezed out again.

Shen Yuan stepped forward and came to the white-clothed assassin. The red palm brought a burning force and slapped it hard.

Pah! !

The white-clothed assassin's head exploded like a watermelon, and red and white things splashed all over the ground.

"Damn thing."

Shu Chengzi stood up from the ground with a crazy look on his face. A strange scarecrow was hung on his inner clothes. Unlike the shabby scarecrow last time, this scarecrow was well preserved.

But now there was a huge gap in the heart of the scarecrow, and then the scarecrow turned into a pool of ashes and disappeared on Shu Chengzi's body.

He looked at the corpse on the ground with a ferocious face, stepped forward and kicked it twice.

"Hurry up and seal the aliens." Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

He came to the aliens with a soul candle in his hand, grabbed the mourning cloth and stuffed it into the body bag.

The moment he touched the aliens, the source of chaos rushed into his body, but before it was completely absorbed, he directly sealed the bag.

Shen Yuan's body was slightly startled, because even through the body bag, he could still absorb the source of chaos, but the speed was very slow.

Originally, it only took ten breaths to absorb it, but now it takes at least four or five hours.

"Is it because of the improvement of spiritual attributes?" He thought to himself, and then his eyes twisted, and the mourning hall gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared from his sight.

The ghost slaves outside also stopped moving at this moment, and the mourning cloth on their bodies turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated in the world.

There was still a small piece of soul candle left in his hand. Shen Yuan put it away, came to Hei Shou, and showed a cold look in his eyes. He raised his leg and stepped hard on the opponent's knee.

With a burst of bone cracking, Hei Shou's two knees were stepped into two pools of meat.

"Ah..."

The hideous face and the blood marks left in his eyes made Hei Shou look like a tortured evil ghost.

"Shen Yuan, are you okay?" Manshan asked.

The incident happened too suddenly. They had just touched the aliens, and Shen Yuan and Shu Chengzi were attacked, and the soul candle was extinguished in the next moment.

At the same time, the curse appeared, making it impossible for them to seal the aliens.

"I almost died." Shen Yuan shook his head. The opponent's dagger was not only extremely sharp, but also extremely poisonous.

The healing wound was constantly corroded by the poison, turning into a stream of foul-smelling, sticky black blood that flowed down his skin.

However, with his strong physique, the speed of erosion was obviously not as fast as the speed of healing, and it would not take long for him to heal.