There were also three zombies who didn't know what was wrong, half-skeletons wielding peachwood swords, sometimes jumping up and still, sometimes shaking a few times, but just refusing to climb out of the coffin.

The half-skeleton walked over to the coffin, reoriented a few runes, and re-injected a few spells.

The three corpses froze, and then obediently crawled out of the coffin.

The half-skeleton wielded the peachwood sword, commanding the zombie to act in unison, and when he felt that there would be no more problems, he cleaned up the things on the ground.

His command method was carefully watched by Qin Tian, and the peachwood sword swung forward, which was forward, and backward, was backward. Rushing forward is an attack, and pulling a long line backward is a retreat.

No spells are needed, spells are all entered into the peachwood sword, and the sword is the key.

Seeing that the half-skeleton was packing up his things and was about to leave, Qin Tian rushed out of the bushes, and the half-skeleton was startled when he saw Qin Tian whose face was covered with blood:

"Who?"

Qin Tian didn't answer, and with a slap of "Dragon Walking Wuji", he smashed the half-skeleton's head into the air.

Taking off his black robe, covering his body, his hat was a little big, Qin Tian tied the rope tightly, leaving only two eyes to spin around.

Picking up the peachwood sword, he jumped onto the shoulder of a corpse and swung it to the north:

"Let's go!"

To the north, it was a narrow exit from the canyon, in the opposite direction from the pass, Qin Tian didn't know what was there, anyway, he couldn't get out in front of him, and he couldn't climb on both sides, so there was only one way out.

The corpse flew close to the ground, the speed was extremely fast, and it could save Qin Tian a lot of qi and blood.

Not far from the entrance of the village, I saw hundreds of corpses floating at the exit of the canyon, each twenty in a battle formation, commanded by a half-skeleton.

"Brother, where are you going?" shouted a half-skeleton on the other side, "go in the opposite direction, you should be facing south, and that is the city." ”

Qin Tian didn't dare to answer, but just swung his left arm around, and his right arm was facing forward to maintain a flat posture.

A few half-skeletons rushed forward: "You only command three corpses, is there a malfunction, brothers help you sort it out." ”

Qin Tianhan came out, and the escape route was sealed again.

In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around, and the three corpses spun around in a circle, caught in the large army, and ran desperately.

In the city, now it is mainly the two factions in the black robe and the gray robe who are fighting fiercely, and after the zombie team is driven in, they immediately join the team of the black robe sect leader.

After Qin Tian and the large army arrived in the city, they were immediately incorporated into an elder's combat team, responsible for fighting the half-skeletons in gray robes.

Qin Tian commanded the three corpses, shrunk at the end of the team, and when there was a sneak attack from both sides, he didn't need to make a zombie to exert his strength, he threw a few punches with his short body, only forcing back the incoming enemy, and not doing real work.

He was secretly watching for an opportunity to get out.

No one noticed that behind a boulder on the cliff on the left, Blood Thirteen sat quietly, healing his wounds and observing the movements in the city.

The bad luck in Blood Thirteen's heart, killing a wrestler, actually killing the corpse raising sect is chaotic, and it is also the first time that a killer has encountered it in decades.

However, he decided that Qin Tian would not be able to escape, and he must still be in the city. This place has a good line of sight, as long as Qin Tian wants to escape from the canyon, he will definitely be seen.

Qin Tian was also anxious in his heart, the corpse stiff in front of him fell down one by one, what should he do? Once he fought hard, the method of commanding the corpse stiff by himself was to move forward and retreat a few hands, and it was strange if he didn't show his stuff.

Behind him, a black-robed half-skeleton shouted: "On the order of the sect master, bring a group of corpses to protect the demon spirit holy body in the Dharma platform of the sect temple, and follow quickly." ”

Qin Tian was silent, swung his peachwood sword fiercely, and rushed ahead of the others, following behind the black-robed half-skeleton.

The temple is the largest building in this canyon, and now, it has become the fiercest battle between the black and gray robes.

The Sect Leader was carrying a rusty long sword, stained with blood, and was severely wounded under the siege of three gray-robed elders and half-skeletons. Although he is the body of the Four Realms, the three gray-robed elders are all high-level of the Three Realms, three to one, and they are not inferior at all.

At the critical moment, the sect leader raised his hand, and the long sword behind his back was automatically unsheathed and flew towards the opponent. Then, twelve short swords flew out of their scabbards, slashing a dozen and a half skeletons and forcing back the attack of the three gray-robed elders.

The long sword and short sword spun in the air and automatically fell into the sheath, and the sect leader covered his waist and gasped.

Qin Tian was stunned.

This sword looks unremarkable, as if it has just been dug out of the grave and thrown on the street, and it is estimated that the warriors are too lazy to pick it up.

What kind of sword is this? How can it automatically fly to kill the enemy? Longluo Continent, and such a magical weapon?

The leader gasped and scolded:

"A bunch of black-hearted wolves, Lao Tzu has raised you for so long, it's good for you to collude with that wolf-hearted mage to usurp this sect!

Qin Tian happened to pass by, pricked up his ears and listened to a few words, confused in his heart.

He didn't know about the spirituality in the temple.

The sect leader turned around and shouted to a black-robed skeleton not far from Qin Tian: "Don't worry, it's enough to let a few incense masters take care of the corpses, and the rest of the people will do my best to destroy the gray robes." The dog mage's magic weapon was confiscated by Lao Tzu a long time ago, and only the spirit summoning magic weapon was left for him. Don't think that the creatures that come out of the Heavenly Cave are very strong, he can't do it, and he is inferior to the ordinary people in our Longluo Continent. ”

"Order!"

A helmsman turned around and waved his hand at Qin Tian and his party: "All the incense masters come with me!"

Only then did Qin Tian know that it turned out that the people who commanded the corpse were all incense masters, and their skills were no more than the realm of martial artists, so it was no wonder that they were so vulnerable.

But the helmsman's skill is the lowest in the second realm of martial artists, but he must not see the flaws.

Dozens of corpses froze under the command of the incense lord and entered the temple.

The gray-robed mage lay on the ground with a pale face, his face covered in blood, and he had obviously been violently beaten.

Now, his lips squirmed rapidly, and spells flew out, slamming into the strange, smelly creatures on the high platform.

If he can't summon the demon spirit, the sect leader in a rage is likely to kill him.

Qin Tian observed him silently, man is not a beast, this is the creature of the legendary Heavenly Cave?

He remembered that when Old Thief Jia's father and daughter poisoned him, he had said that the creatures of the Heavenly Cave were infiltrating the Longluo Continent.

And the appearance of the dragon and leopard, and the two creatures from the heavenly cave in front of them, all proved that what they said was true.

The Longluo Continent is indeed facing a great catastrophe, and if the Heavenly Grottoes cannot be suppressed, the continent will be a disaster.

The grandmaster of Jia Lao's father and daughter has already connected with the creatures of the Heavenly Grotto, but it can't be the corpse cultivation sect. Because they are taking refuge in the powerhouses of the Seven Realms, and the Sect Master of the Corpse Raising Sect is only the body of the Four Realms.

What to be afraid of, what to come.

Qin Tian was most afraid of revealing his stuffing, so this matter came.

After more zombies entered the temple and built a zombie wall around the altar, the helmsman began to speak:

"Attention of the incense masters, now start to form a formation, I count to three, and everyone will recite the formation mantra together!"

"One. ”

"II. ”

Without waiting for the word "three" to exit, Qin Tian disappeared on the corpse's shoulder.

Where does he know what the formation spell is, this has to be a mantra, and the other corpses will start to act, only his three corpses are motionless, and the helmsman must split me.

Fortunately, sixty or seventy corpses were frozen in a circle around the Dharma platform, and Qin Tian commanded only three corpses, and all the attention of the incense master was all on listening to the helm master's command, so Qin Tian disappeared, and no one found it.

When he entered the temple, he noticed the giant beast, especially the thick hair on the armpits of the two forelimbs of the giant beast.

Therefore, I chose a part close to the right limb.

Now forced to Liangshan, before the helmsman counted out the "three", he used the supreme body method of "chasing the wind and shadows", and he had already drilled into the hair.

"Three!"

After the helmsman finished speaking, more than a dozen incense masters chanted the incantation together, and those corpse zombies quickly formed several defensive formations, once attacked, the power of more than a dozen corpse zombies was gathered, which was enough to resist the impact of a second-realm martial artist.

The three corpses froze, but they did not move.

The helmsman was on fire, and he ran over, pointing at the two incense masters on the left and right and scolding angrily: "How do you usually train the horse, whose corpse is this? Yours or yours? Lao Tzu doesn't care whose it is, give ten breaths, clean it up for me immediately, otherwise you will see!"

The helmsman ran to the other side.

The two incense lords on the left and right, you look at me, and I look at you.

"Brother, it's not mine. ”

"It's not my big brother either. ”

"It seems that there was a incense master just now, commanding these three corpses, what about the others?"

"Ahem, don't worry about it, after ten breaths, the helmsman will come back, and you and I will have to be punished. ”

"Understood. ”

The two incense masters quickly jumped down, threw the three sluggish corpses into the pit under the high platform, flew back to stand on their own corpse shoulders, chanted a spell, and instructed the zombies to move a few steps to fill the gap.