Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

As Tang Zichen was speaking indignantly, some noisy sounds suddenly came from outside the house.

Both the brother and sister were a little surprised. How could someone be so noisy outside at such a late hour?

"Sister, wait here, I'll go out and take a look."

Tang Zichen walked to the door with a little caution. Before he could open the door, the door was pushed open from outside. The person outside the house shouted hurriedly and panted.

"There is a monster!"

Seeing that it was Tang Zichen who opened the door, the other party was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have seen a savior and said quickly.

"Brother Zichen, there is a monster in the spiritual vein, killing many people, please save us!"

"Tang Chuan, please explain clearly, what is going on."

Tang Zichen held the other party's shoulder and said.

However, Tang Chuan was obviously still in shock. He pointed to the darkness in the distance and spoke incoherently.

"Over there, a man in black suddenly appeared over there, and killed our people without any explanation. We are no match for them. Moreover, all the dead people crawled up and turned into zombie-like monsters to attack us."

"Let's run quickly. The man in black is too strong. We are no match for him."

Behind Tang Chuan, a girl also echoed, and as she spoke, she was about to pull Tang Chuan away.

Tang Zichen frowned deeply, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"How many people are there in your camp over there?"

He asked.

"About 20 people, we are all together. At that time, everyone was resting or practicing. No one expected this to happen."

"Tang Chuan, Tang Lan, are you the only two who escaped?"

Inside the house, Tang Ziqi also came out and asked.

"Yes, the others have all turned into monsters! Let's run too."

The girl named Tang Lan's voice was a little anxious, but she didn't run away rashly, waiting for Tang Zichen and Tang Ziqi to speak.

Just like Ling Yu Changge's position in the hearts of the younger generation of the Ling Yu family, Tang Zichen and Tang Ziqi are also leaders in the hearts of the younger generation of the Tang family.

Tang Ziqi looked at his brother and asked.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"There are more than 20 tribesmen in the camp over there, and Tang Lingyang and Tang Xiafeng are also there, but they were all wiped out. We are definitely not opponents."

Tang Ziqi's eyes also sank. Tang Lingyang and Tang Xiafeng are also the best among the young disciples of the Tang family. The strength of the two combined is no less than her brother, but they died without suspense, which shows that the enemy is indeed strong.

"It's about three hours away from here to the family. Is it too late to escape now?"

Tang Zichen thought for a moment and said firmly.

"It's still in time. The spirits of our Tang family are mainly wind spirits, which are good at speed. The rest of us will go at full speed in three different directions, and we will definitely escape."

After that, he instructed Tang Chuan and Tang Lan.

"Go quickly, call everyone up, let's divide into several groups and escape separately."

"A few cowards have already run away, and the rest of us are here. Zi Chen, you decide what to do, we will listen to you."

Not far away, more than a dozen people came, led by another direct disciple of the head of the Tang family, and also Tang Zi Chen's junior brother, Tang Yunshang.

"Okay."

Tang Zi Chen said after a little thought.

"Except for Yun Shang's Wind Blade Spirit, the rest of the natal spirits should all be Wind Spirits."

"It takes about three hours to run out of the spiritual vein from here. For such a long distance, it is too much for anyone to keep urging the Wind Spirit to increase the speed."

"So we are divided into several groups, taking turns to urge the Wind Spirit to lead people to run faster, so that we can always travel long distances at the fastest speed."

"We, the two of us don't have the spiritual power to activate the Wind Spirit."

Tang Chuan raised his hand and said.

"On the way here, the two of us tried our best to activate the Wind Spirit, and the spiritual power in our bodies has long been exhausted."

"Let others take you two."

Tang Zichen made a decisive decision.

After listening to his instructions, everyone quickly formed several teams. After all, their lives were at stake, and no one dared to be vague.

Just as they were ready and about to set off, a strong smell of blood suddenly came from the air.

"Oh no, those monsters are chasing us! Everyone, run!"

Tang Chuan exclaimed.

Everyone looked back and saw, in the light of the campfire, one after another, terrifying blood corpses were running towards them.

With his exclamation, some people began to flee frantically.

Tang Zichen also took Tang Ziqi and ran to the front of the team.

His Yuling was the innate Yuling Shenfeng Ling, a variant of Yufeng Ling, which was effective.Stronger than the Wind Controlling Spirit, naturally faster.

Just when they saw that they had slowly shaken off the blood corpses behind them, they breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps chasing them from behind.

Although these blood corpses stumbled and their limbs were very uncoordinated, their speed was not slow at all.

More importantly, they were completely tireless. Unless the blood in their bodies was exhausted and turned into a dry corpse, they would never stop.

Although the people of the Tang family were faster, their spiritual power was limited. The full speed of the Wind Controlling Spirit caused their spiritual power to be consumed quickly. After a while, some people's speed slowed down significantly, and they were getting closer and closer to the blood corpses behind them.

"Ah! Help! Help!"

The two people running at the end stumbled and fell to the ground. The blood corpses chasing them not far behind them pounced on them in an instant.

The two struggled hard, but they were silent immediately.

"Brother, we can't go on like this."

Hearing the voice behind him, Tang Ziqi said urgently.

Tang Zichen was also confused. His spiritual power was still sufficient. If he gave up the people behind him, he could even run faster and leave the chasing monsters far behind.

He hesitated and didn't know what to choose.

He gritted his teeth, stopped and shouted.

"Everyone, the other party is too fast. It's not a good idea to run like this! Come with me and kill these monsters!"

After saying that, he used all his strength to activate the Yuling, and a solid wind drill appeared in his hand, rushing towards the chasing blood corpse.

"Everyone, come together!"

Seeing this, Tang Yunshang also stopped immediately, activated the Yuling, and a wind blade flew out, slashing at the chasing blood corpse.

More than a dozen people who fled together also stopped and supported the two together.

Only the two of them had no intention of stopping at all, as if they were scared and ran wildly without caring about their lives.

"Tang Chuan! Tang Lan! Come back! You two cowards!"

Tang Ziqi saw this and cursed, but she didn't have the extra energy to care about these two people at the moment, so she could only let them go.

"Haha, do you know why I look up to your brother?"

Dan Ji's voice came in his mind.

"See, this is the true level of most mediocre people of this age. If he could make the right judgment earlier, he would not be so embarrassed now."

"It doesn't matter. I deliberately let Mo Tong beat them half-crippled when he took action. These blood corpses with missing arms and legs are easy to deal with. They won't die. After all, they still need to cover our departure."

Dan Ji sighed.

"You are really patient. If it were me back then, I would have taken this opportunity to deal with the Tang brothers and sisters."

"Tang Chuan" smiled and said indifferently.

"Just two ants. They are still useful now. They are trapped in the spirit vein. The family will send people to rescue them as soon as possible, and will naturally ignore us."