Qin Yan, the commander of the Funeral Desire Guard, also realized the seriousness of the problem and roared.

Most of them stopped, but the master of the Funeral Pavilion was like crazy, still entangled with Chen Yi and Yi Xuan.

"Lord Pavilion Master, the Kuilu clan will be killed at the foot of Fuxi Mountain, and if you continue to fight, the Burial Pavilion will really be finished. Qin Yan shouted again at the pavilion master.

"Hmph, I won't stop killing this thief today. ”

Qin Yan shook his head helplessly, sighed bitterly, looked around left and right, and then glanced at the rapidly surging corpse qi, a little unsure of what to do.

Everyone gathered around Wu Ming.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"Boss, why don't I block it?"

Wu Ming glared at Xiao Hei and said, "Are you going to block it?"

"Uh...... Give it a try. ”

"Shut up. ”

Wu Ming angrily scolded Xiao Hei, and then saw the Holy Mother of Wuhuan and Mo Zhaoxue in the crowd.

At this moment, many of Chen Yi and Yi Xuan's descendants also came to Wu Ming's side, Yi Xuan and Chen Yi fought fiercely with the pavilion master, it was difficult for others to intervene, and at the moment, it was obvious that the pavilion master was ready to break the net and had no intention of stopping at all.

"Ladies and gentlemen, take your men and evacuate Fuxi Mountain quickly. ”

Everyone hesitated, although they followed Wu Ming now, but Chen Yi and Yi Xuan did not leave, it was impossible for them to leave, Wu Ming did not have absolute control over these people.

"Go, if you don't go, it's too late. ”

Our Lady of Wuhuan saw that Wu Ming was anxious, and she also knew the seriousness of the problem.

"Everyone, withdraw quickly, what are you waiting for? rest assured, Wu Ming will not leave the two seniors behind. ”

Some wavered, but others remained reluctant to leave.

In desperation, Wu Ming glanced at Long Yi, and then his figure flashed, and he flew up and jumped directly onto Long Yi's dragon head.

"Xiao Hei, today you and my brothers, come to meet him for a while. ”

"Good. ”

When the words landed, Xiao Hei, Long Yi and Wu Ming brothers joined forces and launched a fierce attack on the Lord of the Funeral Desire Pavilion, so that the five masters of the main battle of the Funeral Desire Pavilion were still not left behind, but it was difficult to have a chance to fight back.

"Two seniors, the Kuilu clan has been killed, quickly evacuate Fuxi Mountain with your people. Taking the opportunity, Wu Ming hurriedly shouted to Yi Xuan and Chen Yi.

"Wu Ming, you look down on us too much. ”

"Hmph, retreating from the battle, villainous behavior, is it the two of us who did it?"

Wu Ming suddenly became angry and shouted: "What kind of retreat, this is not the time to be a hero, it doesn't matter if you are willing to die, you want to see those thousands of people die because of you?"

The side of the Funeral Pavilion.

Qin Yan, the commander of the Funeral Desire Guard, couldn't persuade the Pavilion Master at all, and he was more sincere and didn't run away, but he knew that the Pavilion Master had lost his mind now, and if he didn't make the right decision, the Funeral Desire Guard would not be able to keep it.

So, Qin Yan alone ordered all the funeral guards to evacuate Fuxi Mountain.

As for the other people in the Funeral Desire Pavilion, when they saw the rolling corpse qi coming, most of them began to flee in all directions, standing proudly in the world for thousands of years, and the famous Funeral Desire Pavilion is now considered to be falling apart, with the dead dead, the wounded, and the fleeing.

Yi Xuan and Chen Yi still did not withdraw.

In fact, the reason why they have to fight to the death with the pavilion master is not entirely because of Wu Ming.

In the past days, the pavilion master's style of acting was very strong, and he often did not take care of their face, so as to say that they were also the deputy cabinet master, and the resentment had been deposited in their hearts for a long time, and it broke out today, which was out of control.

After listening to Wu Ming's words, Yi Xuan and Chen Yi took the opportunity to shout at the crowd.

"What are you doing in a daze, retreat. ”

"Wu Ming's order is the order of this seat, withdraw quickly. ”

As a result, Chen Yi and Yi Xuan's descendants began to quickly evacuate Fuxi Mountain.

There are fewer and fewer people on Fuxi Mountain, and Bingji and Rou'er have not left.

This made Wu Ming anxious, but no matter how Wu Ming shouted, they just wouldn't leave.

In the end, Wu Ming also gave up, thinking from another angle, if it was him, would he leave?

Time passed bit by bit, and the rolling corpse qi had spread to the Fuxi Mountainside, and within the scope of the corpse qi, a large number of corpses were surging towards the top of Fuxi Mountain, and the entire Fuxi Mountain was about to be covered by the faint green corpse qi.

Many of the disciples of the Burial Desire Pavilion who fled for their lives failed to escape the poisonous hands.

The corpse leader is nothing, the ordinary corpse leader, Wu Ming is not in his eyes now.

Even if it is the Corpse King, Wu Ming can completely fight, but he can feel that in the strong corpse qi, there is an incomparably powerful aura, which is the aura that only corpses can have.

Wu Ming is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that he can lose his life casually.

Even if the master of the Funeral Pavilion wanted to fight with Wu Ming, Wu Ming had to give him a chance.

However, the master of the Funeral Pavilion is not relenting, it is difficult for Wu Ming to retreat with everyone, and now, if you want to evacuate, there must be someone who stays and deals with the pavilion master.

This man is afraid that he will surely die.

......。

At this critical juncture, hundreds of miles south of Fuxi Mountain, two loud noises suddenly sounded.

Wu Ming didn't know what was going on, but he felt that the corpse qi of the Kuilu clan seemed to have slowed down a little.

He inevitably wondered in his heart, could it be that something was wrong within the Kuilu clan?

Just as he was in doubt, a melodious whistling sound came from the northeast.

The whistling sound was incomparably clear and pleasant, as if it was as beautiful as heaven, Wu Ming tried in vain to lock the location where the sound came from, but he couldn't do it at all, but one thing he was sure of was that this sound was only afraid that it would come from a hundred miles away.

The melodious sound of the flute from a hundred miles away made the battle intent in Wu Ming's body begin to melt in an instant, and even the burning beast blood of Xiao Hei and Long Yi quickly calmed down.

"Who has such a cultivation that can calm the fighting spirit in my body with just the sound of a flute?" Wu Ming was surprised as he listened to the melodious sound of the flute.

You must know that this kind of calming is not because of how peaceful the sound of the flute is, so that Wu Ming's mood gradually calms down under the infection of the sound of the flute, but it is a mandatory effect, in other words, this sound of the flute has the effect of melting a person's fighting spirit.

The sound of the flute alone can resolve a person's fighting spirit, and it is definitely a Mahayana method.

Even Xiao Hei and Long Yi didn't want to fight anymore, and the Pavilion Master of the Burial Desire Pavilion couldn't raise his murderous intent at all.

Wu Ming flashed his eyes, and the rolling corpse qi actually stopped.

Could it be that there are high-ranking people secretly helping each other?

Wu Ming was suspicious, but he knew that now was not the time to think about this, the opportunity was rare, and if he missed it, it would be too late.

So, Wu Ming directly dodged and rode on Long Yi's dragon head.

"What are you waiting for, come up. ”

Seeing this, Xiao Hei, Chen Yi, Yi Xuan, and Bing Ji also seized the opportunity to ride on Long Yi's back.

Then, Long Yi let out a heaven-shattering dragon roar, and the dragon's body rose into the sky and disappeared in an instant.