Zhang Yang was nervously refining his flying magic weapon, but above the U-shaped Valley, a battle was about to be ushered in.

The sky was covered with gray clouds, which became more and more dense, and there was no intention of dispersing, covering the sky.

Below the gray clouds, the small black dots of the ** figure are generally suspended in the air. Behind them were thirty or forty black-clad friars levitating with Edgeworth, each carrying a bloody coffin on their backs.

As far as the eye can see, the whole world seems to be dusk.

Looking down from the sky, the entire U-shaped valley is psychedelic and constantly transforming. For a while, it is green water and green mountains, fresh and natural, and for a while, it is full of fog and wind, like a ghost cave.

This is the destruction of the mountain protection array, and even the attached psychedelic array is also damaged.

A black-clothed monk was busy running back and forth, and all the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect who were good at the formation were all gathered together, repairing the mountain protection array as quickly as possible.

As far as a valley is concerned, the U-shaped valley is not large, 100 kilometers long and 30 or 40 kilometers wide, but it is more difficult to arrange a large mountain protection array in such a large area.

The practice of refining the corpse gate is to take the Yinquan Cave as the center and arrange a powerful mountain protection array, and then, with this as the core, it is extended outwards and a psychedelic array is arranged as an auxiliary.

When it was first built, it took a lot of effort and time, and it took more than three years to complete the construction.

Now that the Great Array is seriously damaged, how can it be repaired in a while?

A few hours later...... Suddenly, a faint light came from far and near, quickly.

When he reached the top of the valley, he saw several figures in the sky, and immediately stopped.

It seems that he didn't expect to encounter the people who were waiting for him, and he immediately looked scared, confronted each other from afar, and didn't dare to approach.

On the side of the corpse refining gate, the leader is naturally Jiang Yan.

As a stiff hair, Jiang Yan himself cannot fly in the air. However, Master White Witch Corpse King gave him a flying magic weapon, which was refined using leaves plucked from a banana tree in the Spiritual Wonderland, which was said to have been born in the early bloom of chaos, and the leaves were the most windy, and after refining, the speed of escape was much faster than that of human monks of the same level.

At the moment, step on Yan's feet, turn his body into a streamer, and move forward.

The monk, astonished, retreated a little, but refused to leave.

Both sides stopped at the same time.

Jiang Yan knew the person opposite, shouted angrily, and said:

"Old monster Qiu, this is the rudder of my corpse refining gate, if you have nothing to do, please leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being polite, and I will turn my face and deny people!"

The zombie will be Yan, and his surname is straightforward.

What's more, Master White Witch Corpse King said that the leakage of the riotous aura of the Yin Spring Spirit may attract many strong people, if you don't come to solve one by one, if you let them get together, I'm afraid it will be troublesome. Therefore, speak unceremoniously.

That Qiu Lao Wei is also a Yuan Infant Monk, and his strength is good, but compared to the ** strong Mao Stiff General Yan, it is still worse. The reason why he was able to stand out from the many monks in the First Line Gorge and take the lead in escaping was because he was good at flying.

At the moment, before he could speak, a sharp voice in the distance sounded with a strange smile:

"Hehehehaha, Jiang Yan, what you said is unreasonable, I only know that these 100,000 mountains have always been the territory of my demon clan, when did it become the rudder of your corpse refining gate?"

Another streamer of light came quickly, hovering next to Old Monster Qiu, separated by a distance, it was the demon cultivator with a towering head and a scaly armor.

This demon cultivator has never had anything to do with Old Monster Qiu, but at this time, he seemed to be affectionate and authentic:

"Qiu Daoyou came so fast!

"Haha! Qi Daoyou is not slow! The little brother just happens to be good at flying. Old Monster Qiu said politely with a smile.

"Well, please rest assured, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, if this corpse refining sect is so domineering, if it wants to make a move against you, this cultivator will help you!" said the demon cultivator with a towering head.

"Haha! Then thank you Qi Daoyou!" Qiu Lao Wei snorted, looking like a good old man.

In a few moments, the second ray of light came quickly, then the third, and then the fourth...... In just a short period of time, there have already been seven or eight figures coming, and four of them are primordial old monsters.

At this moment, Jiang Yan really felt that he was in trouble, but his face remained unchanged:

"Hmph! 100,000 mountains, vast more than a million miles, the central mountain range, has its own territory of your demon cultivation, this peripheral area, but there has always been no distinction between human race and demon cultivation, Qijia, don't open your mouth and close your mouth to the demon cultivation territory, be careful to provoke disputes between the two races. ”

Jiang Yan's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and seeing that there were all human monks around, the demon cultivator known as Qijia snorted coldly, and no longer argued on this issue, but said:

"Jiang Yan, don't talk this nonsense. What is going on now, everyone knows it in their hearts, so to put it bluntly, the yin qi above this horseshoe valley is dense, and the cold aura erupts, and it can be sensed thousands of miles away. There must be some artifact born, you quickly order your subordinates to remove this unpopular illusion array, so that all the Daoists present can see what kind of artifact it is. ”

"Yes, there are artifacts born in these 100,000 mountains, and naturally there are virtuous people living in them, and you don't want to try to swallow it alone. ”

Someone next to him immediately chimed in.

The corpse refining gate is powerful, but everyone present is not afraid of anything when they unite.

Jiang Yan immediately shouted angrily:

"Well, what a joke, not to mention that there are no artifacts here, even if there is, since it has entered the mouth of my corpse refining gate, how can there be any reason to spit it out? Could it be that my corpse refining door will still be afraid of you? I will face a warning to all Taoist friends, don't mistake yourself! Now those who leave here immediately are all friends of my corpse refining gate, and my corpse refining gate will definitely be rewarded in the future; if anyone insists on refusing to let go, he will be the mortal enemy of my corpse refining door in the future, and afterwards, the people of our corpse refining gate will still kill the door, no matter what sect you are. Family, you will pay the price of blood!"

Jiang Yan said, his cold gaze swept over the faces of several monks opposite.

Those monks were all from small sects, or ordinary immortal cultivation families, and they couldn't help but shudder in their hearts, and they all showed expressions of retreat.

Their strength is not good, and they came here just to have a good time, and there is really no need to offend the Cult Sect Sect Corpse Refining Sect because of this.

As a result, two Jindan monks immediately flew away after hearing this.

There was also a young old monster who hesitated for a moment, and also sighed and left.

These are all people who are afraid of their own family or sect.

There are five people left, three in the Yuan Infant Stage and two in the Jin Dan Period. At this moment's time, there were three or four more people who escaped, all of them Jindan monks.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately shouted:

"Array!"

"Yes, Lord Dharma Protector!"

With the order, more than a dozen foundation building period monks with flying swords behind him immediately fled forward.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in the crowd on the opposite side, and it greeted the dozen or so streamers.

"Shameless!"

Jiang Yan shouted, the banana leaves under his feet were beaten, and his body was intercepted faster, still one step late.

I only heard a miserable cry of "Ah!", and a streamer of light fell.

Seeing this, the rest of the streamers immediately dispersed in fright.

Immediately after, "Bang bang bang!"

There was a series of clashes in the air, and then they parted a moment later.

"Hahaha! These people were killed by me, the Twelve Corpse Gate Array has been broken, and if you don't step forward and do it yourself, do you really have to wait for the Corpse Refining Gate to hand over the artifact?"

Laughing again and again, with a gloomy face on his handsome face, it was Weng Qingyu.

As the backbone of the three sects and four sects of the famous sect, Weng Qingyu naturally knew the methods of the corpse refining sect well, and knew that once their twelve corpse gate arrays were opened, it would be extremely difficult to deal with, although they were twelve foundation building period monks, they could fight against the Yuan Infant stage monks if they fought together.

Therefore, Weng Qingyu rushed out of the killer at the beginning, and eliminated one person first, so that their big array could not be placed. Although there are still twenty or thirty black-clothed monks in the Corpse Refining Gate, the training in the large array is difficult, and they may not be able to come here.

"Weng Qingyu, you are looking for death!"

Jiang Yan shouted loudly and took the lead in killing Weng Qingyu.

Since the other monks remained, they were ready to make a move. They are either from the same famous sect, or they are simply loose cultivators, and there is also that demon cultivator, who is not afraid of the revenge of the corpse refining sect.

"Kill!"

Soon, everyone shot at the same time, and the two sides fought together.

The corpse refining gate is purple and stiff, with eight Jindan stage monks and thirty or forty foundation building stage monks.

On the side of the monks who rushed over from the first line gorge, there were three old monsters.

Weng Qingyu fought against Mao Zhuangyan, and the two fought inextricably.

From time to time, a black shadow could be seen being blasted down, smashing a large pit into the ground. In the flash of lightning, there was a rush of fire, and it was killed.

Weng Qingyu obviously had the upper hand, but unfortunately his face was rough and thick, and although he was beaten, he was not fatally injured.

Qiu Lao Wei made a set of divine needles, and as soon as he made a move, the lightning flashed, and he killed a Jindan stage powerhouse in the Corpse Refining Gate.

Under the shock of everyone in the Corpse Refining Sect, there was a Jindan Stage powerhouse who was slightly on the same path as the Formation Sect and cooperated with eleven disciples of the Foundation Building Period to re-form the Twelve Corpse Gate Formation.

The twelve monks, each carrying a bloody coffin behind their backs, levitated in the air according to the peculiar position, and a majestic momentum immediately dispersed.

Immediately, the wind was blowing, and the ghosts cried wolf.

The twelve corpse cultivators, each releasing their own zombie puppets, as if controlling magic weapons and magic weapons, in a burst of mist, the yin wind swept the zombie puppets, and attacked around the Jindan monk's wind wheel.

Corpse cultivators rarely temper magic weapons, but spend most of their resources and mental energy on refining their own zombie puppets. Compared with magic weapons, zombie puppets are more mana saver and more flexible when they are envoys, integrating defense and attack.

Therefore, the combat power of ordinary corpse cultivators is much stronger than that of ordinary monks of the same rank.

Within the range of the Twelve Corpse Gate Array, the mist was shrouded, and although Qiu Laowei's divine needle was sharp, it met a nemesis, rushing left and right, and could not break out of the encirclement of the Corpse Gate Array.

(To be continued)