Si Yutian always knew that the Shadow Building, represented by Nightmare, was a branch of the Ghost Moon Sect.

Si Yutian has always known that Wei and Si Yitian are inextricably linked.

This time, it was a great opportunity.

Let the nightmare misunderstand, this Ding Sword Clan demon corpse was sent by the high-level of the Ghost Moon Sect to rescue the Shadow Tower. And then let this demon corpse of the Ding Sword Clan become a springboard for contacting the Nightmare, so that it is convenient to get more information from the Nightmare in the future.

Si Yutian has had enough, and he is passive in the face of the forces of the Ghost Moon Sect.

This time, he's going to take the initiative!

Bang bang bang –

The demon corpse of the Ding Sword Clan collided with the Killing Elder in mid-air and fought fiercely, and the fight was in full swing, and it was difficult to separate. Although the Killing Elder did not have the Killing Axe, he still had a slightly inferior spiritual weapon, and he could barely resist the Demon Corpse of the Ding Sword Clan, which was cultivated to be equivalent to himself.

On the other side, another withered vine demon corpse descended to Wen Ning's side from mid-air, stretching out a dark tentacle like raising claws, tightly restraining the bodies of the two disciples of Wen Ning's killing hall, withered vines, and demonic qi poured in. Without much effort, the two disciples of the Killing Hall were dead.

Wen Ning, who had gained freedom, stared at the demon corpse of the Fan Kuteng clan with a wary face, and fear faintly crossed her eyes.

It's too powerful.

And it's interracial.

The withered vine demon corpse seemed to sense Wen Ning's fear, and quietly used the withered vine tentacles to roll up the Heavenly Phoenix knife that fell to the ground, and handed it to Wen Ning.

Wen Ning was surprised and delighted, knowing that the withered vine demon corpse was not an enemy, it was courting itself.

"Thank you for saving your life!"

Wen Ning bowed ninety degrees to the withered vine demon corpse and grabbed the Heavenly Phoenix Knife.

After hearing Wen Ning's thanks, the withered vine demon corpse didn't react and didn't move, it stood around Wen Ning like a dead wood stake. When Wen Ning made a move, it didn't move, but if a disciple of the Killing Hall dared to approach, it would immediately attack and directly kill the disciple of the Killing Hall to prevent them from making a move against Wen Ning.

A few people who should be saved were saved. As for some of the other Blood Guards and Blood Shadow Kings in the Shadow Building, Si Yutian and Ye Luo didn't go out of their way to save them, after all, Ye Luo was still burdened with the assassination order of the Shadow Building.

The heavier the casualties of these Blood Guards and Blood Shadow Kings, the less trouble Ye Luo will have in the future.

The two of them controlled thirty god corpses and seventy demon corpses, and within five minutes, they completely turned the tide of battle on the entire battlefield.

"Damn!"

The killing elder was defeated and retreated again and again, and under the persecution of the demon corpse of the Ding Sword Clan, he retreated one after another. The Dark Demon Sword, which wiped the flesh and skin of the Elder several times, was dodged by him using the method of changing shapes and shadows.

Soon, two more demon corpses came to reinforce and besiege the Killing Elder.

Killing the elder with two fists is difficult to defeat six hands.

In the sixth minute, the Elder was repulsed and staggered, and finally let a dark and dazzling circle of demons restrain him, his face was terrified, but his body could not move, he could not even dodge, he could only watch and wait to be slaughtered.

"Boom-"

The magic sword of the demon corpse of the Ding Sword Clan, from the front, pierced into the body of the killing elder.

The Killing Elder's eyes suddenly widened, his face turned pale, and blood was faintly spilling from the corners of his lips.

The place where the magic sword pierced was from the position of the heart, piercing through it, nailing the killing elder to a halve.

To kill an elder is certain death.