In the primeval forest on the mountainside of the Demon Wolf Mountain, Meditation and Nalan were quiet for a while, snuggling up to each other and whispering. Nalan swept away the previous resentful look, stared at the meditation with a spring face, and covered his mouth and chuckled from time to time.

"Xiu, what are your plans in the future, whether to establish a sect in Demon Wolf Mountain or to travel to the Netherworld?" asked Nalan Yu softly.

"It is Brother Gang's wish to establish a faction, I like to be free and unrestrained. What do you want me to do?" asked Meditation Cultivator, looking down at Nalan Yu in his arms.

"Marry a chicken and follow a chicken..."Nalan's icy blue eyes flashed with determination.

The warm current in the bottom of his heart crossed and kissed her sexy little mouth affectionately, and it took a long time for his lips to part. What more needs to be said with such a beautiful and understanding partner? He was determined that no matter what he planned in the future, he would definitely take her with him...

"He... He..."

Suddenly there was a strange roar from the mountain stream.

"What sound?" said the Meditation Cultivator, frowning.

"It's not like a beast's roar, it's not a human voice..."Nalan Youye frowned tightly, trying to remember.

She used to live in the Beast Forest, and she had a lot of monster roars, but this kind of strange roar was unheard of.

"Go and see!" Meditation Xiu's curiosity came up, and he immediately put on his robe. Nalan You also followed suit.

The two of them unfolded their speed and quietly approached the source of life. Hiding behind a giant tree, the two of them saw an amazing scene!

Not far away, three rotting and blackened corpses stood up, their disgusting rotten flesh rolled up, their robes shattered, their nails and teeth as if they were cast of steel, and their strength was infinite. One of the carrion corpses had its eyes rolling off and dangling over its face. They're eating a big, colorful tiger...

"Uhh I couldn't help but retch.

"Shhhhhhh

The three carrion corpses looked left and right, and then continued to bite the tiger. The sharp nails easily sank into the tiger skin and tiger meat, and a pinch and grasp made the flesh and blood of the tiger's legs blurred. The carrion corpse with its eyes hanging over its face jerked its jawbone, and its sharp teeth shattered the tiger's skull.

"Nalan, do you think these three carrion statues don't look like the corpse puppets in the ruins?" asked the cultivator in an extremely faint voice.

"You mean the corpse puppet of the Great Demon Punishment Heavenly Refinement?" Nalan You's heart was shocked, although these three corpses were more violent and fierce, they were the same.

"I'll try...", he said, and the meditation jumped out.

"Hey!" the cultivator called out to the three carrioning corpses.

The three carrion corpses turned their heads and watched him grin with their teeth bared. The tiger meat and tiger bones in the hands are discarded or pinched and exploded.

"He...!" The rotting corpse let out a numbing roar, and its turbid and resentful eyes did not blink, rushing straight towards the meditation cultivator, the speed was like wind and lightning.

"What a fast speed!" "What a speed!" the Immortal Cultivator snorted lightly, stepped on the wind step, avoided the three pounces, and reflexively slammed a fist on the back of a rotting corpse, and a punch filled with the secret technique of the dragon and tiger blasted it out more than ten meters away, breaking four big trees one after another. The spine broke, but he didn't die...

"It's much stronger than the corpse puppet in the Corpse Refining River. The meditation muttered in a low voice. Then he took out a long stick of the upper grade of the yellow rank.

Whew...

With only one percent of his strength, the long stick roared and smashed on the shoulder of a rotting corpse.

The rotting corpse was shaken and its legs weakened. A pair of rotten hands clung to the stick, biting and breaking.

With a click, the stick of the top grade of the Yellow Order actually shattered!

"What a strong force!" Meditation was shocked. Backhanded, he took out a high-grade knife and cut off its head in half with a snort. The rotting corpse fell in response.

"Try the pain again. Meditation took out a long sword and stepped on the wind. Constantly appearing in different locations around the carrion.

Poof... Poof...!

The long sword kept piercing, and the rotting flesh of the rotting corpse rolled up, and a little blackened coagulated blood flowed out, but there was no pain.

Tear and pull!

The sword light slashed, and the head of the rotting corpse moved, and the sticky black blood was scattered all over the ground. Then the rotting corpse with a broken spine and unable to get up was easily resolved, and the two of them returned to the blood droplets with a lot of thoughts.

"Spirit Bead, I always have an ominous premonition, how could three corpse puppets suddenly appear in Demon Wolf Mountain. Meditation asked in his heart.

"I don't know, although these three corpse golems belong to a relatively low-level level, it's better to be careful. The spirit bead faintly returned.

"Brother!" Bong Gang ran anxiously, looking wrong.

When the meditation cultivator saw that something had happened, he asked again and again, "Brother Gang, what's wrong?"

"The three reconnaissance teams sent out suddenly didn't hear from me three days ago, and it wasn't until just now that I received a summons from Grass Flying ..."Feng Gang's face was gloomy.

"What did he say?!" Meditation felt bad.

"Quick-defensive-defensive!" Feng Gang said word by word.

"Defense... Who is attacking?" the cultivator frowned. His own enemies of life and death are just Iron Crazy Slaughter and Sword Sect, Iron Crazy Slaughter is dead, it stands to reason that the Sword Sect is famous, and obviously will not do such a thing as hunting and killing the reconnaissance team.

"Could it be..."Meditation suddenly thought of a possibility, a carrion corpse that appeared inexplicably in the mountain...

"Look!" Nalan Yu exclaimed, pointing to the sky.

Looking at the situation, a large black cloud emerged in the sky, and it seemed that even the light was swallowed up everywhere it passed, and there was a slight red glow in it, like endless resentment, eerie and terrifying...

"Woo... Bang!" A red smoot exploded in the air.

"It's a signal flare! There's a situation at the foot of the mountain!!" Meditation shouted, leading the crowd down the mountain.

The defenders at the foot of the mountain were armed with weapons, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they did not come out of the fence tightly. In the distance, the black clouds spread rapidly, and there were the strange roars of rotting corpses below, and the howls of humans... If you look closely, you can see that there are hundreds of people running wildly with swords in their hands, and then it is convenient to pursue them with dense corpse puppets...

A sense of calm spread throughout the body, and the eyes of several cultivators were full of shock. It's too much, it's too much...

"Help, let us in!"

"Oh my God!

"What a mountain, what a natural danger!

"Haha, run!"

......

The corpse puppet was very fast, killing while pursuing, and nearly a hundred people were broken in just a short distance. Blood stained the land a dark red. A dark red resentment rose into the sky and seeped into the black clouds. The black clouds are slowly growing.

"Oh my God, King, let's retreat quickly!" Bao An was almost scared, and stroked his helmet and suggested.

"Shut up! Five hundred purple blood guards. The officers and men of the three armies obeyed the order! Support the fleeing people!" The cultivator scolded angrily and waved his hand to order.

"Kill!" the five hundred purple-blooded guards were furious, and the blades in their hands rushed out in one fell swoop. They were followed by three thousand warriors, and the Blood Bear warriors took the lead with pumpkin hammers in their hands. In the middle is a blood wolf army wearing stomach armor and wielding a short blade. In the rear is the ranged warrior Blood Shadow Army.

Puff puff...!

The fine armor-piercing arrows rained down like raindrops, falling first into the corpse puppet. The corpse golem that was shot in the head was silent, and all that remained was to rush forward with unabated speed.

"Attack the head, this is the only weakness of the corpse golem!" roared the Dark Cultivator with full soul power.

Five hundred Purple Blood Guards had no doubts. The purple electric leopard under the crotch jumped high, and the warriors took advantage of the situation to stab their strongest blow.

Puff puff...

The head of the corpse puppet in front of it is as fragile as a ripe watermelon, and it can be broken with a single blow. The rancid contents of the brain are ejected from the sky, and the disgusting ones are incomparable.

The fugitives were relieved, as if they saw the brilliance of the angel's salvation, and the purple blood guard was too strong, harvesting like wind and lightning, as if they were mowing grass at leisure. The Blood Bear Army and the Blood Wolf Army soldiers fought equally bravely, in groups of five or six. Attack and defend each other, well-trained killing.

"Don't be in love!" the meditation commanded.

There are too many corpse golems, and although the warriors attack and kill fiercely, they can't withstand such a huge number of opponents. They will be tired. But the corpse golems don't, in their world, there is only killing...

"Withdraw!" the Purple Blood Guards embarked. The three armies withdrew first, and those who survived. It's long gone.

"Huh...!"

A strange sound came out suddenly.

Everyone's faces changed, and they saw thousands of corpse puppets driving demon beasts and carrion corpses rushing towards them. Dressed in stomach armor and wearing helmets, they turned out to be a large group of corpse puppet cavalry!

"Run! It's them...!"

"Run! It's a corpse ride!"

"Run!"

The survivors were shocked and screamed, as if they were terrified of the corpse puppet cavalry.

The meditation also found something wrong, the corpse puppets in front of them only knew how to kill, and had almost no wisdom, but these corpse puppet cavalry had bright eyes, each holding a blade, and there was a demon beast carrion corpse under his crotch. After they appeared, they were probably neatly arranged and did not attack in the first place...

"Hmph, what's so great about the corpse puppet cavalry?" the purple-blooded guards all snorted. They have been baptized by many bloody battles, and their combat effectiveness is strong, which inevitably breeds arrogance.

"He...!"

The corpse rider was in a commotion, and then rushed with a strange scream, the speed was like wind and lightning, rolling up the smoke and dust, and the purple blood guards were all shocked.

Bang dang!

A corpse puppet holding a giant axe slashed a purple-blooded guard with an axe, and the opponent's tiger mouth was broken with huge force, and blood flowed.

"Die!" the purple-blooded guard flew over in a purple electric leopard, and a shot pierced through the opponent's body.

However, the corpse puppet was unmoved, pinching the barrel of the gun with one hand and slashing away with the axe in his right hand.

"I have the best armor of the Yellow Order..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Yellow Rank Superb Armor was broken, the whole person was broken at the waist, blood flowed all over the ground, and the corpse puppet's eyes were shining, and the killing intent was even stronger.

The same situation happened in many places on the battlefield, and many purple-blooded guards died miserably.

Rumble!

Seeing that the situation was not right, the meditation cultivators rushed quickly, and the two high-grade war knives in their hands cut left and right all the way.

Feng Gang turned into a little giant, a pair of golden hammers danced whirringly, and anyone who was hit, regardless of whether they were in the middle of the attack or not, turned into a puddle of minced meat, and had no combat power.

Cheng Feng's body shape was like nothing, and the two black-bladed short swords attacked silently, and each sword would have a corpse puppet head thrown away.

"Don't fall in love with the battle, cover the retreat of the purple blood guards!" said the Immortal Cultivator.

The death of every Purple Blood Guard is a loss, a loss of people and property. Meditation felt heartache when he thought about it, this was the strongest warrior in the blood drops, a sharp weapon for attacking cities and destroying land! Looking at the survivors who were watching the battle from a distance, a wave of anger couldn't help but welled up in his heart.

Nalan Yu rushed over, turned over his hand and put away the big bow, spread his hands, the blue light of his ice blue eyes continued to flicker, a walnut-sized ice crystal appeared, and the air temperature plummeted.

"Drink!" the cultivator yelled, and the ice spirit mobilized out.

Suddenly, the cold qi of the same root and origin gathered, and the cold qi visible to the naked eye spread backwards. Nalan Yu mobilized desperately, and the secret technique of the dragon and tiger was blasted out with a punch.

The cold air howled, and most of the corpse puppet cavalry who took the lead were caught off guard.

"Retreat!" shouted the meditation.

Everyone quickly retreated to the other side of the drawbridge.

"Broken Bridge!" Looking at the huge tide of corpses, and then at the turbulent and wide river under his feet, the meditation cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up.

The sword light lit up, the thick iron chain was cut, and the drawbridge slammed down, hitting the opposite mountain wall with a loud bang. Many of the rushing corpse golems did not have time to stop, and inertia knocked them down the mountain stream, and then they were swept away by the rushing and icy water... (To be continued......)