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But now, a certain force in the Wild Pig region has actually started the idea of the mounds and graves, and is still killing in this place!

What a game-shattering change!

Enough to be in the news area for a month!

The mound tomb forest is inextricably linked with all the forces in the world, and in each country, there are masters of all kinds of large and small forces all the year round, daring to attack the mound and tomb forest, no matter how strong this force is, it is already the public enemy of the world, and it is not far from destruction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But at this moment, the battle in the grave forest is clearly quite anxious. And the burial forest seems to have fallen into disadvantage.

Wu Zhe faintly felt that the player was controlling this battle!

After being stunned for a moment, Wu Zhe suddenly reacted, took back Xiao Wang, and hurried towards Gaojiao Peak with nine steps.

"It must be fine!!"

Ye Guan must still be in Gaojiao Peak, and the senior brothers are also over there, most of them are not high-cultivation existences, although the head of the sect is likely to be in Gaojiao Peak to help, but who knows what the situation is now.

At lightning speed.

Wu Zhe quickly approached the high horn peak, and the scenery on both sides retreated, and the white light of his turbid eyes shot out. The situation within a radius of more than ten miles is clear at a glance.

The evil qi and evil qi that rushed to the sky gathered in the peaks of the Mound Tomb Forest, and those who were fighting with the disciples of the Mound Tomb Forest were also full of evil qi.

There was even a mummy!

What a group of demonic people! Turbidity cleared his eyes for a moment and knew that they were from an unknown sect called the "Corpse Refining Sect".

"Han Tingting!!"

In less than a moment, Wu Zhe roared angrily, knowing that all these means were in the hands of Han Tingting, and his anger came from the heart!

After Han Tingting actually held the elf clan of the magic bow gate and left, she urged the people of the Corpse Refining Sect to attack the physically and mentally exhausted disciples of the Tomb Forest, and it was still a sneak attack, and the isolation work was done very well, and even the departing Elf Clan did not know, so that the Tomb Forest fell into a great disaster!

Wu Zhe believes that all this is from Han Tingting's hands, and she has this ability.

A few miles away, a turquoise poisonous mist shrouded a radius of several hundred zhang. In that poisonous mist, all the trees and flowers withered and withered, and the corpses of many cultivators lay on the ground, their flesh and blood rotting, revealing their white bones.

In the sky, there were constantly masters of the Tomb Forest who were shot down or killed, and these people were all thrown into this place shrouded in poisonous mist.

Wu Zhe's face was gloomy, although he knew the reason for the matter, his footsteps did not stop at all.

Halfway through the race, a bloodied mummy suddenly jumped out of front of him, carrying a boning knife with a bloody piece of flesh stuck in it.

With an eerie laugh, the mummy stared at the oncoming Wu Zhe with a pair of wolf-like eyes, stuffed the flesh on the knife into his mouth, and chewed it in a big gulp, as if he had eaten the most delicious food in the world, and a satisfied look appeared on the mummy's face.

Wu Zhe swept his eyes, and through the spiritual power on the mummy's body, he could easily see and feel the position where the cultivator who controlled the mummy was hiding, and his cloudy eyes shot out white light, controlling it!

"Since you want to play like this, then we are more mummies than yours, and there are still more cultivators under my control."

Then, Wu Zhe didn't move, sat on the ground, and sacrificed the mummy that looked like Han Tingting to protect himself.

There were constantly mummies approaching Wu Zhe, with hideous faces, and a body of mental power that was furious and restless, exuding an evil aura.

Wu Zhe snorted lightly, his face was cold, and a mummy would control a mummy cultivator, slowly, Wu Zhe had accumulated a lot of ethereal cultivators around him, but the group of cultivators who were controlled could only be NPCs of the system, and he had no choice but to pull a group of mummies to control the player.

In the Blood Rui Continent, there are Nine Leaf Flowers helping, and until now, Wu Zhe has not met a cultivator who his cloudy eyes can't control.

Although they have the power of Duanmu cultivation, their spiritual power is only Mai Dong's cultivation, and they are all easily controlled by Turbidity Qingyan.

There were no Qing Alliance players around, Wu Zhe glanced around, and no NPCs rushed to his side to think about it. It's time to go to the High Horn Peak.

The footsteps did not stop, and after the nine marches, a large group of cultivators and mummies, as well as the disciples of the Mound Tomb Forest with excited expressions on their faces. Many people who didn't know Wu Zhe's appearance thought that it was a powerful rescuer from somewhere, and even Duanmu cultivators could be easily subdued, and they all followed behind the large army led by Wu Zhe.

A moment later, Wu Zhe rushed into the high horn peak!

Compared to the other peaks, the people who died on this side of Gaojiao Peak were the least, after all, this place has always been quiet, basically no one has come, and there are not many disciples.

But now, the fighting here is also the fiercest.

Bai Ziyang and the rest of the peak masters are all in the High Horn Peak!

Before he reached the peak, Wu Zhe looked up and saw that in mid-air, the sea of tickets that had broken through to Mai Dong Yin Wei Fei was fighting frantically with a large group of Mai Dong cultivators, and there were many mummies besieging him around!

Ticket Hai is the peak master of Luoyang Peak, the power of the gods is unpredictable, and the means reach the sky, although only the Yin Dimension is not cultivated, but it can also kill people beyond the level.

He is already tired at the moment, there are six Mai Dongxiu masters who are fighting with him, two of them have also reached the realm of Mai Dongyang's confusion, and the remaining four are not weak, each of them has the strength of Mai Dongyang's cultivation or above.

The Seven Great Barley Dong Cultivators were in full swing fighting on the periphery of the High Horn Peak.

During the battle, one of them exclaimed: "Where is the old fellow, so powerful!" ”

If it was an ordinary Mai Dongyin Wei who was not a cultivator, he would have fallen under the attack of the six of them, but the sea of tickets did not fall behind, and the power of the martial arts he displayed made everyone's faces shocked.

This group of people came from Chaokong Peak, and their morale was high.

As soon as he appeared in the high horn peak, he ran into the drifting sea, and then they surrounded and killed together, but they still couldn't get any benefits, the six of them joined forces to attack, even if they were masters above Mai Dongyin's Shun cultivation, they had to avoid its edge, but the drifting sea was just a cultivator of Mai Dongyin's non-cultivation, but he could stop them all.

The lethality of the sea of tickets is huge, and they are all unheard of and unseen moves, and the more the six of them fight, the more frightened they become, knowing that this time they are kicked to the iron plate.

From which corner of the pimple did the old guy come from? The six of them were confused, didn't they say that there was only Ye Guan, a formation mage with a low cultivation level, on the High Horn Peak?

……

At the peak of Gaojiao Peak, Ye Guan stood there with a solemn expression, quietly watching the battle in the air in front of him. Mo Jing Qing Strip clenched in his hand, emitting an afterglow, obviously just used.

He is a formation mage, he is not proficient in combat, and the martial arts he has cultivated are not very proficient, so he can't help at all.

Array Master Jiang Chunxing rushed back from the place of detention, and stood behind Ye Guan with the mage Cen Zhuo one after another, followed by their proud disciples and players of the Three Peaks faction, and the expressions of a group of people were a little nervous, not as light as Bai Ziyang who was fighting the enemy in front.

With the two spiritual power phantoms of his uncle as his backhand, Bai Ziyang is really not afraid that the sect will encounter a crisis, but at this time, he has to protect the junior brothers and disciples of the three peaks of the formation, and he can't get out of his body.

The rest of the four peaks only came over by drifting to the sea, which means that the rest of the junior disciples can still persevere, and he still thinks about waiting for the drifting sea to retreat to his side, so that he can go to Yufeng for help.

?“ Xiao Zhe is out! Ye Guan put down the mark of accepting apprentices on Wu Zhe, and Wu Zhe's appearance made him faintly feel and feel happy in his heart.

"It is said that the junior brother now has Mai Dong Xiuwei, if he comes, he will definitely be able to help Gao Jiaofeng."

Lu Qing looked excited, and he admired this junior brother Wu Zhe in his heart.

Several players hiding behind Ye Guan heard the names of the players who had been told to pay attention by the Han League Master to be read out by Ye Guan, and quietly sent a private chat, reporting the new situation on the peak of Gaojiao Peak.

periphery of Gaojiao peak,

?“ Formation! An old man with black hair shouted angrily.

Hearing the news, the six people suddenly moved, laid out a mysterious mummy formation, and the six people made all their moves, and the ticket sea also snorted, and his face turned slightly pale.

Just as he was adjusting his breath, the six people glanced at each other, and one of the cultivators who was a cultivator of Mai Dong suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, and his body turned and flew towards the side that the sea had been protecting.

The remaining five men attacked fiercely in an attempt to disrupt the sea of tickets.

?“ Don't you dare! Ticket Hai roared angrily, and the huge handprints in the sky flew up, shaking the bodies of the five people unstable, and taking advantage of the situation, they slapped at the person who flew away.

The formless and qualitative palm wind struck in an instant, and this Corpse Refining Sect's Mai Dong cultivator sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly turned sideways.

The wind swept over one of his arms, and the arm was instantly paralyzed, and as far as the eye could see, the whole arm was like an old tree about to die, quickly drying up.

This person's face was shocked, and he hurriedly used his physical strength to resist.

Fortunately, he was only swept away by the aftermath of the palm wind, so he could still resist it, and seeing his shriveled arm slowly regain his blood, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

With a strange laugh, the person's speed increased sharply, like an eagle spreading its wings, and continued to pounce downward.

Wu Zhe could see it clearly, it turned out that the person was a cultivator who wanted to catch a few iris.

"Frustration!"

A mummy hid for a long time, taking advantage of the distraction of the sea of tickets, suddenly rushed out, seeing that the sea of tickets was about to be attacked, rushed out of one person and blocked this sneak attack.

It's Feixia, the great disciple of Luoyang Peak! Iris Yang Wei is confused and cultivated!

"Natsu-chan!" Ticket Hai's eyes were red, he roared angrily, took Fei Xia who was hit by the mummy, and quickly ran away to save his remaining group of apprentices, he really loved the disciples!

"If you want to run, take your life, old thing!"

"Go." Wu Zhe shouted softly.

At this moment, he seems to understand a lot, everyone has their own people who they cherish, it was he who snatched the opportunity of Feixia, and the prejudice against himself is normal, and if he is himself, he is afraid that he will not be calm, after thinking clearly, Wu Zhe suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and immediately stepped forward to save people.

"Who is not afraid of death? Ah......h

Before the shouting of this group of NPCs ended, they were all controlled by Wu Zhe, and with the army of mummies, they caught up with the departing sea of tickets.

"Uncle Ticket, come to me."

"You! Wu Zhe...... Traitor? "I heard that Wu Zhe had reached Mai Dong's cultivation, and he was still displeased, and secretly felt that if he hadn't experienced a dream, how could he have achieved such an achievement so quickly.

Today, I saw Wu Zhe standing in front of this group of murderers, and he was extremely angry!

Ticket Hai's thoughts fell into Wu Zhe's head word for word, Wu Zhe shook his head with a wry smile, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Ticket Master, you misunderstood, these people are all controlled by me, they have no consciousness, and the rest of the things will be talked about when they reach the peak." I've got to save my master. ”

"Good!" Ticket Hai looked at the group of people carefully, his eyes were ethereal, and he seemed to be really unconscious, but he was still very vigilant in his heart, holding Fei Xia on his side, looking at the rest of the disciples who were already safe, and rushed to Fengding one step ahead of Wu Zhe.

The next moment, Wu Zhe and the ticket sea holding his disciple appeared at the top of Gaojiao Peak. Wu Zhe did not bring an army of mummies, but spread them out, surrounding the area, not wanting anyone to escape.

"Be careful!"

It seems that Wu Zhe will appear at this time, and several mummies flew directly towards him and the sea of tickets.

Wu Zhe took a step forward and squeezed the ticket sea and Fei Xia to a safe place behind him.

"Huzhi Luanxiang!" For the first five martial arts of the Dragon Capture Mystery, Wu Zhe is very handy, and in just a moment, the blue and white colors came out from his whole body, like a soft night, shining on one side of the earth.

A swan phantom protected his whole body, and after the blue bird phantom appeared, the aura that shot out shocked the surroundings, although it was not as gorgeous as the huzhi luan released by Qi Fanye, Wu Zhe also attracted the attention of a lot of people at this moment!

Because of this group of mummies that attacked him, after rushing into the swan phantom, all of them turned into black smoke and dissipated into mental power phantoms, and in the end, Wu Zhe inhaled all these mental power phantoms into the brain *** beetle to eat. No one dares to control the mummies anymore to sneak up on the water and soil!

Huzhi Luan Xiang is the Wuji who can fight against the dragon clan, and in the face of these low-level evil things, it is extremely simple.

Bai Ziyang glanced at this side lightly, happy in his heart, and didn't say anything.

Ye Guan hurriedly beckoned to Wu Zhe and asked him to come over quickly.

Wu Zhexian didn't go over, but looked at the cultivator who had just happened in the distance to remind him.

Sure enough, it was Du Yiping.

didn't break it, Wu Zhe took the ticket sea and Feixia, and hurried forward.

It was because of the arrival of Wu Zhe's unknown factor that the two sides of the field who were fighting endlessly stopped fighting.

?“ Master. Wu Zhe quickly came to Ye Guan's side and knelt down on one knee, a little missing. Maybe Ye Guan and Wu Zhe have not been separated for a long time, but Wu Zhe himself feels that the time of separation from these is not short.

Especially Lu Qing, Yun Liang and other senior brothers, he never met them again since he left Gao Jiaofeng for the first time.

"Good, good." After saying yes three times in a row, Ye Guan took back Mo Jingqing's strip, touched the green tendons in Wu Zhe's eyes in distress, and then closed his eyes with relief and wept, his apprentice was able to achieve such an achievement in a short period of time, it was really the tomb of God Blessed Hill.

Knowing what Ye Guan thought, Wu Zhe immediately explained: "Master, my eyes are not injured, this is a martial art. ”

After listening to the explanation, Ye Guan was even more happy, pulled Wu Zhe up and kept muttering: "That's good, that's good." ”