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Traveling for a hundred miles, I have come to the edge of the forbidden land of reincarnation, but this is already the limit of a supernatural monk!

Helplessly, the Bright Camp withdrew most of its strength again, and the monks who came and those who lacked strength also began to retreat.

Endless pitch-black peaks, connected together, turned into mountains and seas, boundless.

The strong silence and death aura obscured the sight, even if it was a demigod powerhouse, he couldn't see through this forbidden place.

"Come in with this seat!"

The light demigod's expression froze, and the rich light power emanated, tearing through the dead qi, opening a bright avenue, and stepping towards the first mountain peak.

"Little driver, let's go in too, are you okay?" Yu Qingyue looked at the silent death qi in front of her, and said with a heavy expression.

"You're underestimating what this seat can do." Jiang Daoli pouted and said, what kind of silence and death gas, this is no different from ordinary gas, okay, how can it hurt?

Seeing this, Yu Qingyue didn't say anything more, and stepped out, the silver light bloomed, and a round of silver moon emanated, enveloping her.

Jiang Daoli followed closely, stretched out his hand and touched the silent death qi, and his palm ran through, as if passing through ordinary gas, and there was nothing at all.

This scene, Yu Qingyue was in a daze, this is a dead breath, even a demigod doesn't want to provoke, the little driver actually touched it with his hand?

What's even more surprising is that the palm of the hand runs through, and the silent death qi actually does not invade the little driver!

"The little driver who can connect the heavens and all the worlds and travel to and from the three thousand worlds is really mysterious." Yu Qingyue was amazed in her heart.

"Let's go, what a dead air, it's like a joke." Jiang Daoli pouted and continued to go deeper.

Yu Qingyue opened her mouth, well, it's useless to you.

The dark mountain peaks, the light opens the way, illuminates the space, and breaks the dead air.

The scene on the mountain peak, which appeared in everyone's sight, was a bare peak, with only two or three trees on it, the same bare, without leaves, branches, only the main trunk.

"Huh?" As soon as the light demigod descended on the mountain peak, his brows furrowed instantly, and his expression became solemn.

The rest of the Light Monks descended one after another, their faces also changed drastically, and they looked at the mountain peak in horror.

Yu Qingyue came, but her complexion changed greatly.

"What, what's so strange?" Jiang Daoli also came to the mountain peak and found that there was nothing abnormal.

Yu Qingyue's face turned slightly pale, she looked down at her feet, her fingers trembling slightly: "This mountain peak is soft, like stepping on a ...... The same on the human body. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Jiang Daoli's face turned bad instantly, and he stomped his feet hard, and the ground was very hard: "Are you sure you're not telling me ghost stories with them?" ”

"Little driver, ...... you" Yu Qingyue really didn't know how to open her mouth at the moment, why were they all soft when they stepped on it, and the little driver was hard when they stepped on it?

Could it be that the little driver is lucky and the place where he is standing is just hard?

"Woo ......"

A desolate howl sounded, like a ghost's cry, and the whole mountain began to shake violently.

"Retreat!" The light demigod let out a deep cry, and the behemoth divine power erupted, suppressing the mountain peak.

"Wow~" Like a baby's cry, the poignant sound pierced the space, and the dark mountain peaks actually oozing a trace of blood-red liquid.

Blood!

Blood!

Yu Qingyue hurriedly broke through the air and flew up, only to see that where she was standing before, a human face slowly emerged, and an old and hoarse voice pierced out of the mouth: "You stepped on me." ”

"You stepped on me."

This voice, not only in this place, but also in other places, is constantly sounding, but Jiangdao is away from here, without the slightest change!

Now, even if Jiang Dao is away from his nerves, he knows that he is special.

Why?

Why are they all in a situation where they don't feel anything?

Could it be that he is invisible, and this mountain peak can't find him? But I stomped my feet just now.

roar

At this moment, a beast roar sounded, and I saw that on the top of the mountain peak, a blood-colored western dragon slowly manifested, the dragon roared, and ten thousand beasts crawled, even the dragon of the dragon knight was terrified!

The blood-colored dragon, staring at the demigod of light with his eyes.

"That's Fiplos, a demigod of the Dragons hundreds of years ago!" There is a dragon who speaks and shocks people's hearts.

roar

As the blood-colored dragon appeared, the entire mountain peak shook, and the faces rose from the ground, turning into blood-colored figures and crawling out of the mountain peaks.

"That was hundreds of years ago, the Terran powerhouse!" Yu Qingyue's complexion changed greatly, these strong people who had been killed by reincarnation had actually been resurrected!

Jiang Dao moved sideways from his body, and instantly came to Yu Qingyue's side, and at this moment, there were two young powerhouses standing beside Yu Qingyue.

"They weren't resurrected, they were just made into puppets." One of the young powerhouses said.

"Lu Chenfeng is right, these people and beasts have no life, they are all puppets and corpse slaves." The other person was carrying a long sword and said coldly.

These two people are Lu Chenfeng and Little Sword God, who are as famous as Yu Qingyue, and they are extremely arrogant.

"The spirits of the dead who have long since died should not exist in the world!"

The light demigod roared angrily, and a terrifying palm power blasted towards the blood-colored dragon.

With the palm of the light demigod, the men and beasts on the mountain peak roared and roared at the same time, and rushed into the monk in the air, and the battle was opened in an instant.

Jiang Daoli was hidden in it, well, no one came to trouble him.

I don't know if these corpse slaves can't find him, or if it's for other reasons, they ignore him, even if he is standing next to the corpse slaves.

"Little driver, you ask for a lot of blessings." Yu Qingyue dropped a sentence, and the silver moon shook, and a cold air emanated out, freezing the corpse slave.

Lu Chenfeng's single-handedly creative power swept through the sky, instantly drowning a corpse slave.

The little sword god sword came out of the body, and the sword light flashed, and a corpse slave was decapitated in an instant.

It's just that the decapitated corpse slave grew another head in the next moment and continued to kill.

Yu Qingyue, like Lu Chenfeng, cut off the head of the corpse slave, but the corpse slave could grow out in an instant without any injury.

This kind of scene is not only happening here, but also in other places, this is completely a monster that cannot be killed.

However, Yu Qingyue's cold air can freeze the corpse slaves, delay their movements, and buy themselves a chance to breathe.

But the monks of the Bright Sect, the rest of the monks were not so lucky, they thought that they had killed the corpse slave, who knew that the other party would be fine at all.

The fight that is not afraid of death, the head can grow even if it falls off, and the sudden change has caused many monks to suffer heavy casualties.

"Formation!" The light demigod forced the blood-colored dragon back with a palm, and shouted with a solemn expression.

Just now, he smashed the dragon claw with one palm, but the dragon claw grew in an instant, and if it weren't for his rich combat experience, he would have been hit hard this time.

The Bright Monk hurriedly formed a formation, gathered the strength of many fellow practitioners, and the strong sword light swept out, killing many corpse slaves.

However, no matter how they kill, even if they beat the corpse slave to slag, they can still be resurrected, and they can't be killed or destroyed at all.

"There must be an arrangement here, otherwise, the corpse slave would have died a long time ago." Lu Chenfeng said coldly.

"You need to say this?" The little sword god glanced at Lu Chenfeng, blasted a corpse slave away with a sword, and said in a deep voice: "Now, the main thing is to find out the prohibition. ”

"It should be within the mountain, after all, we set foot on the mountain peak to alarm the corpse slave, and the most likely place here is also a mountain, but we can't get close to the corpse slave now." Lu Chenfeng said again.

"I can't solve the first easy-to-answer question, Yu Qingyue, is this your amazing performance?" Jiang Daoli stood beside Yu Qingyue, very leisurely.

Yu Qingyue felt very bad in her heart, why didn't the corpse slave attack you? It's really standing and talking without back pain!

However, when he thought of the martial arts conference, his expression froze, and he said firmly: "Little driver, I won't let you down!" ”