Woo~~Woo~~

The dark clouds gradually condensed along the trajectory of the wind, and the entire cloud across the Divine Ridge gradually became pitch black. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 It seemed that it was precisely because of this realization that the Jiuyang Sword Valley team led by Yun Fan and Zhao Hanlou stopped their progress and looked at the pitch-black sky.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Yun. Didn't we have to hurry inside? Why did it stop all of a sudden? Yuan Jihua, who had a relationship with Yun Fan, asked aloud, it was not that he didn't notice that the weather was wrong, but in his opinion, it was extremely normal for the ten fierce places to have celestial changes. Instead of caring about this weather change, it is better to hurry into the depths of the Divine Ridge to find the Ascension Elixir, which is the most important thing!

But Yun Fan and Zhao Hanlou didn't answer, they kept staring at the sky tightly, their faces becoming more and more solemn. Suddenly, as a thunderbolt flashed above the dark clouds, they quickly said out: "No! This is not an ordinary dark cloud, there is definitely a problem!" As he spoke, Yun Fan tried to hook the thunder power in the sky, but when he moved the thunder yuan force, he found that the thunder above the dark clouds seemed to be separated from him by a thick barrier! No matter how he used the thunder dao power, he couldn't get in touch with it!

"It's not a dark cloud!"

Yun Fan drank violently, and suddenly his body was filled with red-golden flames. The Nine Yang True Fire burned this place red, enveloping everyone who belonged to the Nine Yang Sword Valley! He stared at the black clouds in the sky tightly, his face was extremely gloomy, "Everyone, we may be in trouble..."

What! Everyone chuckled in their hearts, and they could already see the seriousness of the matter from Yun Fan's face. Coupled with the fact that Zhao Hanlou on the side was still looking at the dark clouds and not speaking, they already knew that this dark cloud was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"This is..."Finally, Zhao Hanlou, who had been observing the dark clouds, finally spoke, and his face began to become gloomy, as if he could drip water under the shroud of pitch black. "It's a corpse cloud!"

"Corpse cloud!?" everyone shuddered, they knew what the word meant. Before entering the Yunheng Divine Ridge, they had already had an in-depth understanding of the Divine Ridge. The corpse spirit, the ancient race, the power of deprivation, how can these three most dangerous things escape their understanding, and this corpse cloud... It is one of the three major threats, the demonic energy released by the corpse!

These corpse spirits were the best of all races before they died, and they were strong in life, and they should not be underestimated after death. Since they basically don't die, as the years go by, the corpse power and resentment condensed on them become more and more intense. To be able to gather such a strong corpse cloud is not as simple as a simple corpse spirit!

Airplanes~~~

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in the earth. The snow on the trees kept falling, from a few fine piles at the beginning, to large chunks of snow later, everyone looked at each other and looked into the depths of the forest.

"Whew!"

Not far ahead, a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. Then, countless roars rang out one after another, shaking the entire forest to the ground! Just when the people of Jiuyang Sword Valley were staying, several forces had already surpassed them one after another and rushed ahead, presumably these sounds were caused by their encounter with corpses!

Yun Fan and Zhao Hanlou's faces were cold, as cold as this ice and snow. They neither advanced nor backward, but only looked into the deep forest ahead. The others saw the two of them like this, and even if they were a little flustered, they forced themselves to calm down and waited for their instructions. After a while, Yun Fan finally moved first. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Hanlou, "Senior brother, if you want to enter the forest, I'm afraid you will inevitably have to fight with him!"

This sentence was not only said to Zhao Hanlou, but also to other senior brothers.

Zhao Hanlou nodded slightly, he glanced at Yun Fan, and then looked at the group of Jiuyang Sword Valley geniuses behind him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "What are we here for, isn't it just to rush to the deepest part to find the Ascending Immortal Dao Fruit." A mere bunch of corpses, what's the matter!"

Airplanes~~

In an instant, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword roared highly. A peerless divine sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes with a buzz, and Yun Fan looked at the sword body, and couldn't help but have a burst of sparkling eyes. Although the material of this sword is ordinary, there is a soul hidden in it, and it is this characteristic that makes it have the edge and power of a celestial weapon, even if the corpse cloud is in the head, it can't stop a sharp light from shooting into the sky.

"Kill!"

Zhao Hanlou stepped forward suddenly, Yun Fan felt something in his heart, shouted violently, the dragon in his hand roared, and without blinking an eye, a golden-colored longbow appeared in his hand.

Dragon's Head Secret Pattern Bow!

This bow has an extremely great reputation in Jiuyang Sword Valley, and as a genius of all veins, he naturally knows the power of this bow. Because of this, they can't help but feel more confident in their hearts, a young genius who has realized the way of heaven, and a demon in the world who has achieved peerless prestige. With these two people in front, what are they afraid of? Besides, they are also geniuses, everyone has hole cards, and they must not be able to fight the corpse spirit!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel excited, and all the weapons were out and they were eyeing ahead.

Shout!!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people from Jiuyang Sword Valley had all rushed into the dense forest. Looking up, the dark distance is like a giant beast spreading its fangs, waiting for its prey to obediently throw itself into the net.

........

Ahead, more than ten miles ahead of the Jiuyang Sword Valley team.

It seems that a fierce battle has just been fought here, and dozens of large trees that can only be hugged by three people have fallen to the ground in disarray. And in the center of this clearing, a Terran team is trapped in the center by a group of corpses. Unexpectedly, standing at the forefront of the human race was a twenty-eight-year-old woman. Take a closer look at this Terran squad, isn't it the elite squad of the Martial Sect!

This time, it was the little witch who led the team. And beside her, who looked like a deputy, was a man in white. Even in such a dangerous place, the man in white is still personable, and his eyes keep glancing at the little witch beside him, the meaning of which is clear in everyone's hearts even if they don't say it!

"Jingle Bell~~"

The corpses swooped up in waves, as if there was an endless stream.

Although the little witch controlled the ghost bell to surround it with a diaphragm, every time a corpse pounced, it would violently release a puff of black smoke from the corpse, and then, when the corpse fell, the ghost bell would tremble when it set up a light curtain. It's just that the number of corpses is really too much, and the little witch inside can't help but turn pale when she looks out.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, what do you say to do now!"

The man in white squinted, his eyes drifting back and forth between the pretty faces of the little witch. Although the little witch was unwilling, she couldn't, and the corpse spirit outside was obviously more important. If even his ghost bell is lost, there is probably nothing else here that can stop this group of murderous creatures who have lost their minds.

"What else can we do? If there is really no way, I can't say that we will rush out together. The little witch snorted coldly, and her body moved a little away from him. She had already scolded the man in her heart, and if it weren't for the man in white leading the way, she would have to rush into this cloud horizontal god ridge. At this time, they had already converged with the Jiuyang Sword Valley led by Yun Fan and Zhao Hanlou. Converged with Jiuyang Sword Valley, what corpse spirits are you afraid of!

However, the man in white didn't notice the little witch's boredom with him, and he still leaned forward vigorously, trying to please the other party.

But at this moment, there was a strange flute sound all around.

The little witch's heart suddenly burst and she raised her head suddenly.

Sure enough, the worst thing finally happened! The surrounding corpses heard the sound of the flute, and their eyes shone with a strange dark red light. The corpses that had just pounced aimlessly became orderly at this moment, and they all bared their teeth and attacked in one direction!

"Not good!"

Not only did the little witch change her face, but everyone else changed her complexion.

Boom! Boom!

As the sound of the flute became more and more rapid, the attacks of the corpses became more and more intense. The pressure of the little witch increased in vain, and the more urgent the ghost bell became, the more the light curtain trembled. Until the end, the little witch's face was as solemn as frost!

"Run!"

Jade pinched the seal in her hand, and she was already ready to summon the ghost bell back. If this continues, even if the Ghost Bell is a holy weapon, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist so many murderous creatures!

Just when everyone was tense and ready to rush out. But a flute sounded from among them!

Everyone looked back, but saw a man in green clothes playing a jade flute. An ethereal symphony floated out of the emerald green jade flute, accompanied by entering the group of corpses, such a beautiful symphony in everyone's ears, but it was like a magic sound in the corpses, the dark red light in the eyes was slightly weaker, and the attack gradually slowed down.

This person is none other than the beast control master who had blocked Yun Fan in the Jiuyang Sword Valley, Xia Qingyi!

Xia Qingyi, as a rare beast control master, is the focus of Jiuyang Sword Valley's cultivation. This trip to Yunheng Shenling naturally has his share. However, because there were no fierce beasts in this divine mountain for him to control, his power was also a big step. I didn't expect that he, who had been silent all the way, would have a miraculous effect at this moment!

"Senior Brother Xia!"

The disciples watched him with great hope.

But as the sound of the magic flute outside became more and more urgent, Xia Qingyi's face became worse and worse.

Burst!

Finally, a sweet breath in his throat spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood. And as the flute stopped, the corpse's attack became frantic again.

"Xia Qingyi!"

The little witch's beautiful eyes widened, and she held him up with a soft force. After all, he is still a person in his grandfather's lineage, and among these people, he must have the closest relationship with him, so she can't leave him alone no matter what!

"Roar!"

The fierce spirit also suddenly exerted its strength at this time, and the already unstable light curtain collapsed in an instant. Countless carrion corpses with bloody mouths pounced on the little witch and the others, and hand-to-hand combat was already imperative!

The little witch's silver teeth clenched, and the cumbersome seal was gradually sketched in her hand!

Slowly, a faint and terrifying wave loomed from her petite body.

Fight!

Airplanes~~~

"Ugh...."

Suddenly, a soft force touched the little witch, just right to prevent her from sealing.

"Looks like I can't do it without me. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, the little witch couldn't help but be stunned, and then her red lips slowly hooked, this bastard!