Other various forces have also been attacked by zombies to a greater or lesser extent, but the strange thing is that they seem to be on the verge of zombie disasters, except for the occasional attack by a small group of zombies, no one has ever seen the scene of zombie flooding, it seems, the appearance of zombies, is very regional.

These people say that they are lucky, but they are also unlucky, because where there are no zombies, they are all deserts, the violent temperature difference between day and night, endless desert monsters, endless black killing storms, only more powerful than the zombie group, a large number of low-strength disciples, all died in the repeated disasters, from the beginning of entering the Red Blood Demon Realm, the cruel survival and elimination, it was carried out regardless of sect cultivation.

......

[After 5 minutes]

"That's the truth. Silver Dust said, slowly opening the door to the bones behind him.

"Silver Dust is favored by the heavens, and since he was a child, he has met a master, and he has learned the secret art of temporarily communicating with the underworld, and he can grab some dead souls and skeletons as coolies at will, so he joined the Demon Pavilion. "Silver Dust's voice is ethereal, not real at all. He knew that he was talking nonsense with his eyes open, what did he have to meet a master, what kind of master was the preschool teacher who taught the lowest-level undead summoning spell in the kindergarten? It was just a young girl who had just graduated from a master's degree in teaching, not to mention that she was younger than Zhang Mengmeng, and her strength was even more unbearable, and she didn't even have the title of a first-class saint magic guide! Such a person, in Gabriel, who was full of strong people, was really not a master.

"Do you have to meet a master? I think it's almost like a god. Wan Jianxin looked at Yinchen and the hideous hell behind him, his face was very complicated, and his expression was also very embarrassed: "You joined the Demon Pavilion, just because you can obtain the revenant soul without limits?"

"yes, I can't go to the Puppet Sect, can I?" asked Silver Dust rhetorically, as he slowly closed the door to the bones.

Wan Jianxin was silent, he felt both happy and disappointed, happy that Yinchen had just explained to him in detail the source of those skeletons, a very "clean" source, not that Yinchen had personally killed many people, but that the souls that had been directly obtained from the deceased's hometown "Underworld", such a result would free Wan Jianxin and not have to go against Yinchen for the conscience that had already been fixed in his heart. Disappointingly, he didn't seem to have any reason to persuade Yinchen to "abandon the darkness and turn to the light" and "change the evil and return to the right", because the Demon Pavilion, which is the best ghost true yuan cultivation sect in the world that can allow normal people to join, and Yin Chen's secret technique that can obtain a large number of remnant souls without killing people will definitely give him an advantage in the process of cultivating the ghost true yuan and shine.

"Silver Dust, I won't say anything else, in short, I just hope that in a few years, you will still be like this with a pure mind like you, instead of really falling into the Demon Dao......" Wan Jianxin could only say such words in the end, sounding rather pale and weak. He himself knew that in the environment of the Demon Dao, it was impossible for people to remain very bad and evil.

Silver Dust opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. He was able to realize what Wan Jianxin was thinking, and he and the original Xuanzhi both had the same purpose for him, that is, they didn't want him to fall into the devil's path.

"Is the Demon Dao really that terrifying?" Wan Jianxin's request coincided with Xuanzhi's teachings at the beginning, causing Yinchen to faintly grow a sense of vigilance. He didn't realize that these two people were so selfish because of some selfishness to persuade him like this, because it was really unnecessary, Yinchen never felt that he could be a genius who cultivated the exercises of Hanshan Temple or the Divine Sword Sect, and he knew that his potential to cultivate any divine skill was almost zero.

Then there is only one other possibility, that is, the Demon Dao, or specifically the Demon Pavilion, which is really dangerous.

Silver Dust didn't want to continue the topic, he turned around, looked at the skeleton soldiers outside the enchantment who had gradually fallen into decline, and sighed helplessly: "Replace these skeleton soldiers early, but that's my limit." As he spoke, he controlled the newly summoned elemental soul with his mind, turning into a golden light that rushed out of the barrier and slashed towards the zombies who were gradually settling their ground.

"Wan Jianxin, as well as this sister of the Interpretation Sect, cheer up and keep up, we have to rush out of the encirclement of these zombies as quickly as possible. After Silver Dust finished speaking, he put away the barrier.

"I'm fine. The little girl of the Interpretation Sect said softly, her voice was very weak, but her tone was not like a weak girl at all, but very firm and brave.

And Wan Jianxin's answer was just a loud, battle-like battle horn-like sound of pulling out a sharp sword.

......

"Cross Against the Heavens!" Silver Dust shouted into the air. At the same time, the last zombie warrior who approached them was ruthlessly sliced into tiny slices that could be directly placed under a microscope for study by Wan Kenshin's sword aura.

In the sky, the golden silver dust stared indifferently at the swarms of zombies on the ground in front of them, more than a thousand meters away. He raised his golden hands expressionlessly, drawing a mysterious trajectory on Gao Tian, and in a second, a dazzling golden light erupted from his body, and the entire doppelganger directly turned into a golden sun, spewing out a dawn-like golden light towards the front and back, left and right.

A huge golden cross with a diameter of one kilometer, which almost illuminates the sky into daylight. In that cross, there was a terrible coercion that the Peiyuan monks could not resist at all, which was a powerful momentum that only the masters of the Peiyuan period of the Great Perfection could emit.

Wan Jianxin and Lin Xuanchen both stopped, looking at the cross in the sky with a shocked expression, as if observing the punishment of heaven. "Is that thing's strength only in the Pei Yuan period?" Wan Jian Xin asked, at this time, he didn't think that the Pei Yuan period monk in that state could be so easy to deal with - that attack range was simply desperate!

"It should be said that all the 'elemental' souls are like that, at most, they are the strength of the Great Perfection of the Peiyuan Period...... I heard that master say that cultivation still depends on oneself, and one must think about increasing one's strength, not relying on these external objects such as summoning techniques, and cultivation must not put the cart before the horse. Silver Dust explained casually, he knew very well that magicians were very orthodox and arrogant, they disdained excessive research on summoning, biological alchemy and the like, and increased their attack power through foreign objects, they thought that the spell was the most powerful weapon in the universe, and everything else was just armor and auxiliary tools, so they did not have special outstanding achievements in the field of summoning magic, and they were once "summoners" Such pagans laughed, but it turned out that the mages who worshipped their own mana and frontal attacks as their beliefs eventually succeeded in the Great Dao, giving birth to one after another Heavenly Rank mages who transcended the gods. Therefore, the summons of magicians are generally very low, and the elemental souls summoned by Silver Dust are already the most powerful things in elemental summoning magic, but at most they are only the strength of a full-level ** master (Peiyuan Great Perfection).

"That's a good point. Wan Jianxin sighed with emotion, Yinchen could say such a thing, and he became more and more unlike a disciple of the Demon Wei Pavilion who studied crooked ways.

Lin Xuanchen just nodded, she looked at the huge cross in the sky, and a strange feeling rose in her heart, her life from childhood to adulthood was full of all kinds of feelings about the girl's weakness, delicacy and sensitivity, sad autumn in the wound, rain and rain, seeing an injured swallow and finch, it can make her sigh for several days, but she has never felt it so closely, such a magnificent, flesh and blood heroism.

"This should be the so-called battlefield, right! I think I, Lin Xuanchen, was born in the family of Zhong Ming Dingshi, and was accompanied by piano, chess, calligraphy and painting day and night, but I actually had the opportunity to witness the real battlefield confrontation and get to know the real masters, in this life, I am afraid that it will end like this, it should be considered very rich and exciting, right?" Lin Xuanchen's pitch-black pupils reflected the huge cross in the night sky, and the golden light was quietly dispelling the haze of fear in the girl's heart little by little.

"But kill Brother Matt, this kind of summoning technique still has its value, to put it bluntly, it is specially developed to deal with small soldiers......" Before Silver Dust's words fell, the huge cross in the sky fell like a meteor with a roar.