Xiangjiang, the center of the ruins of Kowloon City.

There is a huge altar here, which is already broken. There are traces of battles around it, and there are countless corpses around it.

Even though it is winter now, the corpses still emit a foul smell.

Many of these people are ordinary people, wearing normal clothes, but their bodies are all stiff.

In the pile of dead bodies, a hand suddenly stretched out, and then a man in a leather jacket crawled out from inside, it was Kuang Tianyou.

Kuang Tianyou's face was pale, his clothes were tattered, and there were many knife wounds on his body, but there was no way to heal.

At this moment, he was extremely weak, and the knife wounds on his body had a great impact on him. After crawling out, he gasped for breath.

After recovering some strength, he looked around carefully and looked into the void again.

The void was still a blood moon, and the blood moon had not yet succeeded.

In the battle, although the last blow hit Luohou, the opponent did not die, but escaped.

On his side, there were heavy casualties.

"Xiaoling, come back to life!"

Kuang Tianyou shouted.

He had to find Ma Xiaoling quickly. It had been three days since the battle. During these three days, although Ma Xiaoling was protected by the dragon battle suit and did not die, she was also seriously injured.

For a mortal body, serious injuries would be life-threatening.

"Stinky... stinky police, don't make a sound, be careful not to attract evil spirits."

Ma Xiaoling's voice was weak in the pile of corpses not far away.

Beside her was her apprentice Jin Zhengzhong, with a dead green snake coiled around Jin Zhengzhong's chest.

Jin Zhengzhong held the Buddha's palm in his hand, but the Buddha's palm had been broken.

Ma Xiaoling was also in a very bad state, with messy hair, damaged dragon battle suit on her body, and even the Demon-Subduing Sword had been broken. The makeup box beside her was opened, and there was little left inside.

Kuang Tianyou supported his body and crawled over. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Witch Ling, you can still bicker. It seems that nothing happened. Have you seen Fusheng?"

Hearing Fusheng, Ma Xiaoling's face changed and she gritted her teeth and said, "No, maybe Fusheng escaped."

Kuang Tianyou lay beside Ma Xiaoling, looking at the blood moon in the void, sighed, and said, "We all failed. Luohou is too strong. We are not opponents. Even if Yamamoto Kazuo finally wakes up, he can't beat Luohou together.

If only Brother Fang Yu was here, it would be great, but it's a pity."

Cough cough...

Ma Xiaoling suddenly coughed lightly, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Xiaoling!"

Kuang Tianyou's face suddenly changed. He wanted to help Ma Xiaoling up, but was stopped.

"I have broken bones in my body and can't get up. Don't make any more noise. Wait until dawn. After dawn, the evil spirits nearby will retreat."

Ma Xiaoling frowned.

Luohou drove a lot of people to deal with him, and turned them into zombies. Fortunately, their levels were not high, so he could kill them.

But when the Yincha appeared, Luohou dared to kill the Yincha.

Now his magic power was exhausted, and Zhengzhong and Qing girl also died in the battle. Although Qing girl was a demon body, not her real body, she had been with him for a long time and had feelings for him.

"No, your breath is very weak, and you need timely treatment, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Kuang Tianyou wanted to get up, carry Ma Xiaoling on his back, and send her to the hospital.

"You were injured by the God-killing Sword, and your wounds cannot heal. Luohou planted a black lotus to suppress the zombie blood. At this moment, you are not even as good as an ordinary person. If we encounter a powerful evil spirit, we will all die.

And we will hold on until dawn among these corpses, and you...you still have a chance to survive."

Ma Xiaoling shook her head.

Now that she and Kuang Tianyou have walked out of this mountain of corpses, they are very likely to encounter Luohou's men, and they will definitely die at that time.

When the sun rises, Kuang Tianyou will be able to survive.

"Zhenzhen is dead, I won't let you die again."

Kuang Tianyou gritted his teeth, insisted in front of Ma Xiaoling, squatted down, and motioned her to come up.

Ma Xiaoling smiled bitterly and said, "Tianyou, why are you doing this?"

"You call me Tianyou? Witch Ling, it's a bit unlike you today."

Kuang Tianyou carried Ma Xiaoling on his back and walked slowly.

Ma Xiaoling put her head on his shoulder, pursed her lips, and said, "You shouldn't be called Kuang Tianyou. I heard from Fusheng that your name is Kuang Guohua. You are over 60 years old this year and can be my grandfather."

"No, I should be over 80 years old. Can you save some energy? There are too many people walking around me. I don't want you to die."

Kuang Tianyou took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

Ma Xiaoling's lips turned pale, she sighed and said, "Don't worry, I won't let myself die. The Ma family has a responsibility. Jiang Chen has not surrendered yet, so he won't die easily."

Kuang Tianyou said helplessly, "Witch Ling, Jiang Chen is very strong, not weaker than Luo Hou. We have to deal with Jiang Chen unless there is a miracle."

Ma Xiaoling's face turned pale again, and her eyelids wereHe couldn't help sinking down and said, "Damn policeman, I... I'm so sleepy, I'll take a rest, wait... wake me up when we get to the hospital."

"You can't sleep, you won't wake up if you sleep, Luo Hou hasn't been dealt with yet, you can't die, isn't it your Ma family's responsibility to exorcise demons?

Think about it, Madonna has passed all her skills to you, and your apprentice died in battle, are you willing?

Ma Xiaoling, you will definitely be able to hold on until you get married, have children, and retire."

Kuang Tianyou put Ma Xiaoling down, shook Ma Xiaoling's shoulders, and his voice choked.

Blood oozed out of Ma Xiao's abdomen, staining it red.

At this time, fog spread all around, and a figure vaguely emerged in the fog.

"Tianyou, you...you go. You can't go far with me in your way. You will be captured by them like Fusheng."

Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth and tried to stay awake. She stretched out her hand with difficulty, dipped the blood oozing from her abdomen, and drew a talisman on the palm of her left hand.

Although her mana was almost consumed, she could use her own blood to draw a talisman to drive away evil spirits.

It's just that this secret method consumes her own blood. The more times she uses it, the faster her death will be.

But Fusheng has been captured, and she can't let Kuang Tianyou be captured as well.

Before he fell into a coma, Luohou was also seriously injured, but he still captured Fusheng.

When she met Kuang Tianyou, she didn't dare to say it easily. After all, Fusheng was just like his son. With Kuang Tianyou's character, he would go for revenge before his injuries healed.

"Fu... Fu Sheng was captured? Xiaoling, don't move, I will deal with them. Even if my zombie blood is sealed and I have injuries, I am still a green-eyed zombie."

Kuang Tianyou gritted his teeth and placed Ma Xiaoling under a big tree, facing the figure in the mist.

"I didn't expect it to be just as the master said. You are still alive and have been hiding for three days. Do you really think we are gone?"

In the mist, a hunched old man spoke.

The old man held a Zen stick in his hand, had a bald head, and wore a white monk's robe. His face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were glowing with a strange orange-yellow light. When he spoke, his sharp teeth were exposed.

"Are you the magic monk of Rikono? Master Peacock has died in battle to deal with Luohou, but you helped the tyrants, recognized him as your master, and came to my Hong Kong to make trouble!"

Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth and accelerated the drawing of the talisman.

This is a yellow-eyed zombie, which is one level lower than the green-eyed zombie, but it has sucked a lot of blood and essence from living people. Considering Kuang Tianyou’s current condition, I’m afraid he is no match for it.