Ye Lingfeng's heart sank: "The dignified [Netherworld Sect] Impermanent Elder, do you have to take it by force?" ”

Netherworld Sect - ranked third among the six holy lands of martial immortals, only below the Fire God Palace and the Tongtian Sword Sect!

The Netherworld Sect is divided into two sects: corpse refining and bone refining, corpse refining black robes and black hats, and bone refining white robes and white hats. Like this black-robed woman, Fan Wuwu's dress, it is the impermanent elder of the Netherworld Sect's Corpse Refining Sect, a martial venerable-level boss!

After the mysterious disappearance of the previous head Ye Yuntian, the Dragon Raising Dao has already declined, and the only martial saint An Tianxia was also killed by Bai Jianfei, and the Dragon Raising Dao was completely weakened. Fortunately, there is also Bai Jianfei, a martial saint, to support him, otherwise the Dragon Raising Dao has become a big fat meat on the board for others to slaughter. But now Bai Jianfei has also been taken away by the Divine Sword Dao Jun, and the Dragon Raising Dao is like 36D, and everyone wants to take it.

Now that the beacon city has played itself to death, the Fire God Palace is too busy to take care of itself; Ye Feihong took Bai Jianfei and didn't make any moves after that. The Netherworld, which was in third place, felt it was time to perform the real technique.

So Fan Wuwu came, and with a mouth, she wanted the corpse of the Golden Armor Divine Dragon, and she wanted to take it back to refine the corpse.

Anyway, the strongest in Yanglong Dao now is Wu Zun, and she sneered unscrupulously: "What about taking it by force!" ”

Torn dough? Ye Lingfeng hurriedly turned around to look at Han Zhien and the other elders: Who can take this fight with me?

Some of the elders observed the floating clouds, some studied the earth, some rubbed their eyes, some picked their noses, in short, no one responded to Ye Lingfeng's call, only Han Zhien gritted his teeth and glared: "Fan Wuwu!" Don't be too desperate! ”

Fan Wuwu sneered again: "It's a must, so what?" ”

Han Zhien's Ao Zhou in his hand is still a child, and if he is released, he will only be hanged and beaten, so Han Zhien released the divine beast [Kui Niu] that he has raised for three hundred years, and with Han Zhien's whistle, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded from the mountain, which shocked Ye Lingfeng's ears buzzing, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but be happy, Elder Han's Kui Niu is also a dragon species, and he will definitely be able to put Fan Wuwu down!

"Boom ......"

A big monster rushed out, its body was like a cow, but its head looked like a dragon, but it had no horns on its head, and it only had one foot, and it jumped out with only this one foot, and every time it rose and fell, it made the earthquake tremble! It was covered with a moonlight-like halo, and with its appearance, dark clouds suddenly rolled up and the wind was blowing, as if a rainstorm was coming, it was Han Zhien's Kui Niu!

Fan Wuwu sneered, untied a string of copper bells with a simple and weird style from his waist and shook them: "Jingle ......"

The bell was very gloomy and infiltrating, and Ye Lingfeng's heart suddenly burst out, and suddenly a big hand as pale as a dead corpse pierced out from under the earth, the nails were black and long like an awl, this big hand appeared just right, just grabbed the ankle of the Kui Niu who jumped over, and suddenly the Kui Niu, who was rushing forward, couldn't help but burst out with a thunderous roar:

"Boom Rumble......

The big hand trembled in the thunderous roar, and let go of Kui Niu's hooves, but Kui Niu "buzzed" and fell forward with the wind, and the big hand pressed the ground, and the body "boomed" out of the ground, and it was a ragged and gray-faced thousand-year-old zombie!

A pair of bloody eyes flashed in front of his forehead, and he pounced on Kui Niu's body with a "swish", a pair of ghost claws pressed Kui Niu's head, opened his bloody mouth and bit it fiercely on its neck!

The cow that was bitten was in pain, and instinctively broke out with a thunderous roar: "Boom, boom, boom......"

The thousand-year-old zombie was trembling again, as if he was afraid of thunder, but he saw that Fan Wuwu had already pulled out a white Sensen snake bone whip in his hand at some point, and rounded it and "snapped" at Kui Niu.

Every whip on Kui Niu's body, all of them made Kui Niu tremble, and the position of the draw was instantly torn open to suck away the flesh and blood, revealing the white bones of Sen Sen, a few whips down Kui Niu couldn't roar, the millennium zombie suddenly returned to arrogance, hugging Kui Niu's neck and biting it......

Han Zhien couldn't help but be shocked and angry, but he was helpless, on the baby raising dragon Dao is not inferior to the Netherworld Sect, the problem is that without the baby Netherworld Sect is also very capable of fighting, the Dragon Raising Dao will become tofu scum without a baby......

Fan Wuwuzhi smirked smugly: "Still-there is-who!" ”

The elders of the Dragon Raising Dao are all silent, as the so-called people are poor and short-minded, over the years, they have been accustomed to "taking a step back and opening the sky and enduring the calm for a while" when they encounter the six great saints of the Martial Immortals, not to mention that Han Zhien, a rising bird, has just been killed, where do they dare to come out and compete with Fan Wuwu?

Ye Lingfeng didn't want to ask Qi Zhengying and Jiang Yongqing to make a move, after all, Fan Wuwu was just a martial venerable, and there were still a few martial venerables among the elders of his Dragon Raising Dao, he didn't want to be looked down upon by outsiders, and wanted to settle the matter by relying on the strength of the Dragon Raising Dao himself. But at this moment, it seems that it is not possible to be invited, and in desperation, Ye Lingfeng just wanted to send someone to invite Qi Zhengying and Jiang Yongqing, but suddenly saw Fan Wuwu shaking the copper bell with a cruel smile, and shook out a strange rhythm: "Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong ......"

At the same time, there was a series of muffled sounds of "poof, puff, puff", and one by one the big pale hands grabbed out from under the earth!

And bells also rang in all directions, as if they were echoing Fan Wuwu, and then I don't know where ghosts floated in one by one the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect in black robes and black hats, all holding copper bells in their hands, controlling thousands of zombies that seemed to have been ambushed around the Dragon Dao [Xinglong Ridge] for a long time rushed towards Ye Lingfeng and them, although these zombies were stiff and could only jump, they were a hundred feet when they jumped, their bodies exuded a strong stench, poisonous mist continued to erupt from their mouths and noses, and their arms were stiffly stretched to pinch the necks of the disciples of the Dragon Dao, Ye Lingfeng and his friends were stunned:

Zombie siege? It turned out that Fan Wuwu was just a temptation before, and the Netherworld Sect was going to invade the Dragon Raising Dao on a large scale!

Unlike the last time the Burning Sea Elder of the Fire God Palace was in the Fire God Palace, the Burning Sea Elder was only temporary, and the Netherworld Sect had clearly had a plan for a long time!

Unable to care about his face anymore, Ye Lingfeng looked up to the sky and shouted: "Qi Wusheng Jiang Wusheng is coming, the strong enemy is invading!" ”

Oh, bluff!

Fan Wuwu sneered and shook the bell even more happily: I have already figured out your depth, one of your Great Elders of the Dragon Raising Dao left and the other was captured by the Divine Sword Dao Monarch himself, where is there still a Martial Saint?

And still two?

The disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect also shook the bell until it flew up, and the zombies pounced on it like crazy and bit it when they saw someone!