At noon, Xia Qing and his entourage came to a high mountain on the edge of the desert, shaped like a copper drum, known as the copper drum mountain, which is the mountain gate of the flying corpse gate.

Almost without warning, five or six zombies suddenly jumped out of the bushes to block the group's path. In an instant, the yin aura struck, and each zombie had a body of white hair, and its nails were seven or eight inches long, and it was extremely hideous, and it made a strange sound from its throat while slowly approaching.

"Be careful!"

"Protect the Young Alliance Lord. ”

Many masters of the Heaven and Earth Alliance hurriedly rushed up and blocked in front of Xia Qing, and Tuoba Qi quickly took off the longbow on his back. His legs hadn't fully recovered, but his archery was still there.

"Don't be nervous, this is the mountain guard of the Flying Corpse Gate, who is here to welcome us. Xia Qing comforted the nervous people, but several zombies got closer and closer, and there was an ugly ho ho sound in their throats and their eyes were fierce, obviously not what Xia Qing said.

Everyone became nervous, and Shi Xuanxuan quickly pulled out her sword, what she was most afraid of was this white-haired zombie, and her scalp was numb at a glance.

"Calm down, no one is allowed to do anything without my orders. Xia Qing instructed and said: "These white hairs are here to welcome us, don't scare them, this is the treasure of our Flying Corpse Gate, if you die, there will be one less, and the head of Chen will be distressed." ”

A few murderous white-haired zombies suddenly stopped.

Behind a bush nearby, there were faintly figures of several black-clothed people, this was the disciple of the Flying Corpse Gate who was in charge of guarding the mountain, and a shadowy voice came, "What kind of person?

"Tell Chen Jishan to come out to see me. Xia Qing replied.

"Bold, you even call our head by name, who the hell are you?"

"Hehe, you don't know who the deity is?"

Xia Qing asked rhetorically and shook his head, "Chen Jishan is too disagreeable, sending such a fool to guard the mountain gate." Young people are young people after all, although they have been promoted to the head of the house, they are still too young to understand the old rules of our Flying Corpse Gate!"

"Boy, who the hell are you, what are you doing here?" The disciple of the Flying Corpse Sect who was hiding behind the bushes was a little apprehensive, and he couldn't figure out Xia Qing's identity and origin.

"Alas, it's hard to go back to the sect once, and you have to make my old man so troublesome. With the new leader, has even the Great Elder of the Flying Corpse forgotten?" Xia Qing shook his head again, looking helpless.

Flying Corpse Great Elder?

Is there such a person inside the Flying Corpse Gate?

Behind the bushes, several disciples of the Flying Corpse Gate were also confused, and they couldn't remember that there was such a person in the Flying Corpse Gate. Looking at Xia Qing's appearance, he is still a teenager, is he really an old monster who has been reborn, or is he talking nonsense?

After muttering secretly for a while, a small commander of the Flying Corpse Gate stood up, took out a small drum from his arms and shook it, "Boy, the Flying Corpse Gate is not a place for you to go wild, leave quickly, otherwise, it will be death!"

The drums were beating rapidly, and more white-haired zombies came out of the dense forest, and some even pushed open the coffins and crawled out of the tombs, more and more of them, forming a semicircle around Xia Qing and his party. These are just low-level zombies from the Flying Corpse Gate, they can't fly through the air, and they can't even walk fast and staggering, but their bodies exude a compelling yin aura, and their nails are sharper than knives, and they still look very scary.

After some discussion, several disciples guarding the mountain obviously thought that Xia Qing was talking nonsense, and wanted to forcibly expel Xia Qing and his party, or even kill them all.

Shi Xuanxuan and the others became even more nervous, and the war horse under the crotch became restless, feeling the threat of the white-haired zombie.

"Childe, let's do it, it's troublesome to be surrounded. Shi Xuanxuan's face tightened, and she looked around frequently, and found that more white-haired zombies were pouring over, adding up to two or three hundred, and it seemed that this was not a mountain gate, but a huge mass grave, and they crawled out of the grave after hearing the sound of drums.

"Hades is easy to deal with, but the little ghost is difficult!"

Xia Qing shook his head, and also took out a small drum from his arms, and with a slight shake, many white-haired zombies all stopped.

There was an exclamation from behind the bushes, and the little leader shook the drum in his hand desperately, but the many white-haired zombies did not listen to the call. Then, an even more terrifying scene appeared, these white-haired zombies who were responsible for guarding the mountain not only did not obey the order to stop, but also turned around one after another, walked towards several Flying Corpse Sect disciples standing behind the bushes, and surrounded several of them, the white hairs on their bodies stood up one by one, and their nails grew an inch, which was a sign that they were going to go all out.

"What's the matter, how come that man also has a copper drum in his hand?"

"No, that's not an ordinary copper drum, but the supreme only flying corpse drum!

Several disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect screamed, looking at the white-haired zombies that were surrounded by them, they trembled with fright one by one, no one knew better than them how powerful these white-haired people were. It seems to be sluggish now, but once you taste the blood, your speed will increase dramatically. Not to mention two or three hundred together, even if there are only two or three, it is enough to kill them all!

The drumming of the Flying Corpse Drum suddenly stopped, and many white-haired zombies followed.

Xia Qing's voice sounded lazily, "Now, I finally know who the deity is, why don't you hurry up and report to Chen Jishan and let him go out to greet him?"

"Yes...... , yes, Great Elder, wait a minute!"

The little commander was shocked, glanced at the flying corpse drum in Xia Qing's hand, and ran back to the sect to report.

The way people look at Xia Qing is very different.

The disciples of the Flying Corpse Sect were so nervous that they no longer dared to shout, or even gasp hard, and the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance were also puzzled, not knowing when Xia Qing had become the Great Elder of the Flying Corpse Sect. The young alliance leader of the dignified Heaven and Earth Alliance turned out to be an elder of an evil sect, who would believe it when it was spread out? What kind of sensation would it cause?

Many disciples of the Heaven and Earth Alliance were shocked, only Shi Xuanxuan and Tuoba Qi vaguely understood what was going on, the battle of the Huangsha Inn, only the two of them followed Xia Qing's side, and witnessed the madness of Feng Thirteen Niang and Dongshan Leopard, the master of the Flying Corpse Gate.

In a majestic palace of the Flying Corpse Gate, Chen Jishan held two beauties on the left and right, and many masters of the Flying Corpse Gate stood respectfully below to report, and when they were enjoying the power and throne of the new master of the Flying Corpse Gate, the small commander of the mountain guard rushed in in a panic, "Report, Lord Sect, there is a person outside, and as soon as he makes a move, he has seized the control of our white-haired zombies guarding the mountain!"

"What?"

The flying corpse gate was shocked, and Chen Jishan almost dropped his jaw in shock. The Flying Corpse Gate is the ancestor of the zombie control, and it is a well-known corpse control sect in the entire Zhongzhou, how can the white-haired zombies who specialize in guarding the mountain gate be controlled by others?

No one dared to believe it, and their first reaction was impossible, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

"That man is very powerful, he seems to be the nemesis of our Flying Corpse Gate, and he is holding a small ancient bronze drum in his hand, which looks like a ......" The little commander is divided.

Chen Jishan shouted, "What is it like?"

"At first glance, it looks like the treasure of our Flying Corpse Gate...... "The Commander plucked up the courage to reply.

"What?"

"Impossible!"

People shook their heads, no one believed that the treasure of the Flying Corpse Gate would be in the hands of an outsider.

Chen Jishan seemed to remember something, suddenly pushed the two beauties away roughly, and stood up suddenly, "Who is that person?

"It was a young man, but he claimed to be the elder of our Flying Corpse Gate, and he said that he was the Great Elder of the Flying Corpse. The white-haired zombies guarding the mountain gate were all controlled by him!" The little commander replied, a line of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he was even more worried.

"Flying Corpse Great Elder, sure enough, it's him!"

Chen Jishan's heart became flustered, knowing that Xia Qing had really come.

After the battle of the Yellow Sand Inn, Dongshan Leopard, the owner of the Flying Corpse Gate, died violently on the spot, and the accompanying masters were all wiped out, and he was the only one who escaped back, lying that he had encountered an accident and encountered a terrible sandstorm in the desert. Then, with the identity and strength of the Flying Corpse Gate's senior disciple, he naturally ascended to the throne of the new master of the Flying Corpse Gate. All this can be said to be all due to Xia Qing. In the Huangsha Inn, it was only by relying on Xia Qing's net to pick up a small life, and the Flying Corpse Drum, the treasure of Zhenshan, was also taken away by Xia Qing, and all the zombies in the Flying Corpse Gate were under his control.

After sitting on the throne of the lord as he wished, Chen Jishan was most worried about Xia Qing, and he didn't know how to deal with it. I don't want to be checked and balanced by Xia Qing, and I am worried about Xia Qing's threat, if nothing else, as long as Xia Qing tells the truth about the death of the Dongshan leopard, his throne will be unstable. In addition, as long as the Flying Corpse Drum is still outside, he, the master of the door, is a little nominal and unrealistic, and his heart is always not steady enough.

"My lord, what's going on?"

"That's right, Senior Brother, we really have such a Flying Corpse Great Elder in the Flying Corpse Gate, why have we never heard of it?"

The Flying Corpse Gate was puzzled, and someone quickly raised questions.

Chen Jishan's heart became heavy, and the thing he was most worried about still appeared, and the more he worried about something, the more something appeared. As soon as Xia Qing came, all the worries in his heart appeared.