The corpse god slashed the immortal array.

Bai Yu wielded the Qingyang Sword, which could kill a zombie with a single sword, but the zombies were endless, and he was now almost exhausted.

But he didn't give up, he was still thinking about how to crack the Corpse God Slashing Immortal Array, which was the unremitting will of a strong man.

Suddenly, Bai Yu's face showed ruthlessness, and he raised the Qingyang Sword and unleashed his most powerful blow, the Flame Slash.

Once this blow is fruitless, then he can only hide in the Xuantian space, because this blow consumes all his strength.

Bai Yu raised the Qingyang Sword and stabbed it towards the earth, the light of the flames illuminated the sky, and the ground shattered like a mirror......

Bang!

Bai Yu's blow pierced the entire ground, and the countless zombies trembled, as if they were fixed in the void, and then turned into a little gray light and scattered in the void.

A whirlpool appeared on the ground, and Bai Yu showed joy, because he knew that this was the exit of the big array, and Bai Yu hurriedly jumped down.

In the altar space, cracks appeared on the surface of the mirror that had been suspended in the sky, especially in the middle, a black dot actually appeared.

The black dot is getting bigger and bigger, and a figure gradually emerges, it turns out to be Bai Yu, it turns out that he was in the world of mirrors just now, it seems that this mirror is the eye of the array!

Click!

The mirror shattered completely, and the lens fell to the ground, without a trace of aura.

The black-clothed sect master looked at Bai Yu in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "How is this possible, this is the corpse god slashing immortal array that can trap and kill the Dan martial artist with the Yin-Yang Mirror as the array, how could a yellow-mouthed child break the formation?"

In fact, he didn't know that this corpse god slaying immortal array, two thousand years ago, did have the power to kill the Dan warriors, but after two thousand years of time, the aura has been drying up, and this big array has certainly lost its former glory.

Therefore, Bai Yu can rely on the Qingyang Sword to shatter the mirror with all his strength, in fact, now Bai Yu's strength, after the "Taixu Fire Divine Technique", as well as the bonus of the Sun True Essence, his full force blow is no less than the blow of the Grandmaster (equivalent to the foundation building) martial artist.

Bai Yu looked at the sky above the altar, his face changed, the dried corpses in these three coffins had already begun to be resurrected.

The White Feather Qingyang Sword came out of his hand and slashed directly at the three Soul Devouring Beads in the sky above the coffin, and before the black-clothed sect master and the others could react, the Soul Devouring Beads had already been pierced by the Qingyang Sword and scattered on the ground.

The black-clothed sect master bared his teeth, this was his lifelong belief, and now it was destroyed by Bai Yu, his eyes were blood-red, revealing a monstrous killing intent.

However, at this moment, the coffin suddenly got into one hand and slowly pushed the coffin lid open.

The black-clothed sect master instantly showed joy, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, shouting respectfully, "Welcome back the ancestor!"

Bang!

The coffin lid was shaken away, and the zombies inside stood up.

Bai Yu was still late, and the soul in the Soul Devouring Bead had completely melted into the body of the zombie and was successfully resurrected.

The zombie's face is thin, like an old man about to decay, but his eyes are red, containing negative emotions such as indifference, cruelty, and murder.

The zombie scanned its surroundings, its head trying to remember something.

"Who am I, where am I?oh, by the way, my name is Sima Changkong, and I am one of the four founders of the Yin Corpse Sect, this is in the future, I am resurrected, hahaha!"

At this moment, the lids of the other two coffins were also shaken out, and two more dried corpses stood up, both of them looking extremely old.

Their eyes were cloudy, and they were trying to recall their memories.

"I'm Sima Changtian, I founded the Yin Corpse Sect, and I'm also resurrected, that's the second, the fourth, hahaha!"

"I'm Sima Changshan, eldest brother, fourth, the plan is successful, we are resurrected, hahaha......"

The three 2,000-year-old immortals burst out laughing because their plan had succeeded!

At this time, the black-clothed sect master knelt on the ground, pointed his finger at Bai Yu, and cried at the three ancestors: "Ancestor, I am the one hundred and twenty-third generation sect master of the Yin Corpse Sect, that young man, killed the lives of more than a thousand people in our Yin Corpse Sect, please let the ancestor be the master for us." ”

Sima Changtian twisted his neck and glanced around, it was like hell, there were only a few dozen people left, kneeling on the ground reverently.

"Why is this all acquired cultivation? You are the only one who is congenital, I didn't expect our descendants to fall to this point, no wonder they are bullied! ”

Sima Changtian said with a nonchalant face, he used to be a strong man at the peak of Baodan, how could he care about a congenital?

Bai Yu had already swallowed a few Hui Yuan Dan, and there was a tough battle to fight next, and he had to stay at his peak.

Sima Changtian stared at Bai Yu with indifferent eyes, looked at him, showed a hint of surprise, and said: "I didn't expect you to cultivate to the innate sevenfold, this world should have just revived the aura, you can have such a cultivation, even in the old man's era, you can be regarded as the peak genius." ”

"How about it, Ancestor, I can be your way out, as long as you surrender to me, the old man can let you go!"

Bai Yu sneered, he didn't expect these old immortals to want to subdue themselves. But what kind of person is Bai Yu, the owner of the Xuantian Treasure Vase, how can he be afraid of a few Dan martial artists in the future for the existence of the Megatron God Realm.

"Hmph, old immortal, you don't look at how many catties you have, I don't believe that you can exert the strength of Bao Dan just after being resurrected, today I will take the opportunity to do the right thing for heaven and get rid of you three old immortals. ”

Sima Changtian seemed to have heard some funny joke, laughed, and said coldly: "No matter how bad the old man is, it is still simple to clean up a congenital, since you are not willing to surrender, then you should die!"

Just when Sima Changtian was about to make a move, Sima Changkong suddenly shouted: "Big brother, why hasn't the third brother been resurrected?"

Sima Changtian's face changed, and he looked around, the third child was indeed not resurrected, his face was gloomy, and he directly sucked the black-clothed sect master over in the air, and asked coldly: "What about the third child, why hasn't he been resurrected?"

The black-clothed sect master trembled, and at this moment he felt the breath of death, so he hurriedly said: "Back to the ancestor, the third ancestor was stolen by a thief named Bai Yu to steal the soul devouring bead, so he has not been resurrected so far. ”

"What?"

Bai Yu laughed at this time, took out Ling Feng's Soul Devouring Bead from the storage ring, and said, "Are you talking about this bead?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Bai Yu, and Sima Changtian was stunned: "You are Bai Yu, hurry up and give me the beads, I can spare your life!"

However, Bai Yu smiled evilly, and with a spit out of the aura in his right hand, he directly pinched the Soul Devouring Bead into powder, and fell to the ground with a flutter.

The three ancestors looked at it with their teeth cracked, their faces were angry, and they shot out angrily, and the three palms directly slammed into Bai Yu.

"I'm going to tear you alive!"

"Take your life to ......"

Bai Yu was not in a hurry, and threw down a vajra talisman, which was a first-order peak talisman with extremely strong protective ability.

Bang bang bang!

The three dry palms were imprinted on the light mask formed by the vajra talisman, and suddenly the light mask trembled violently, and actually blocked the blow, but the light mask also collapsed in trembling.

Bai Yu judged their strength from this blow they struck.

This boss Sima Changtian's current strength should be in the innate eightfold, and the strength of the other two old immortals is a little worse, it should be around the innate sevenfold.

Bai Yu's eyes showed battle intent, he had the "Taixu Fire Divine Technique", and his strength could not be understood according to ordinary innateness.

The three ancestors waved their palms and rushed over, Bai Yu didn't use the vajra talisman this time, this time he wanted to fight with the powerhouses of the same level in a dignified manner, and exercise his experience against the enemy.

Bai Yu turned to one side, dodging Sima Changtian's infinitely powerful blow, and at the same time, his palms were running aura, and the left and right palms were facing the second ancestor respectively, and the palms of the fourth ancestor met it.

Bang!

The white feather pattern did not move, the second ancestor, and the fourth ancestor took seven or eight steps back at the same time, and a fire attribute aura invaded their bodies like an appendage of bones.

They were originally zombies, resurrected as zombies, and their bodies accumulated a large amount of yin energy, and Bai Yu's sun essence was their nemesis.

"Ah, what is this?"

The second ancestor and the fourth ancestor found that they couldn't get rid of these fire attribute aura, and could only use the huge yin qi in their bodies to temporarily suppress the invasion of the white feather aura.