Such a loss made the high-level of the Great Southwest Alliance panic. What's more, in the past half a month, there have also been several terrible battles here in the Fog Corridor one after another.

Even some evil spirits and fierce monsters have been snare by the Southern Heavenly Alliance. Without exception, all the evil spirits and monsters who dared to come forward have all become Liu Yi's nourishment.

After half a month's work, his Ice Star Technique was finally revised to 86%. But even so, if you want to completely suppress the blazing yang energy in your body, it is far from it.

It can only be said that it is a drop in the bucket. And the only good news is that Wu Tian's elixir development seems to be quite smooth.

Around noon. Liu Yi finally got the finished pill from Wu Tian. The original pill was a black color, wrinkled on the outside, and diffused with a peculiar smell, but now the improved pill is quite magical, the outside is round, the color is white, not only there is no pungent smell, but there is an extra mint fragrance.

"Is this poison really removed?" Liu Yi pinched a pill, looked at it repeatedly, and asked.

"Yes, Lord Lord, but the power of the Yin attribute has also been weakened a lot, and only a small part of it has been retained." Wu Tian spoke cautiously.

Liu Yi suddenly glanced at Wu Tian and said,

"I don't know if what you said is true or not, but you remember, if you dare to poison me, I can pinch you to death in advance, besides, ordinary poison is useless to me at all!"

"Don't dare!" Wu Tian hurriedly spoke. Liu Yi swallowed this pill in front of Wu Tian. With a grunt, the pill entered his abdomen and dissolved in his body, quickly turning into a cloud of cold power under the blazing yang attribute aura, surging towards his limbs and hundreds of remains.

Liu Yi tasted it carefully. This feeling is like drinking a glass of cold water in the heat of more than 40 degrees in the hot summer, although I feel a little coolness for a while, but I am soon wrapped in the rich heat again.

However, something is better than nothing. It's not bad to have a glass of cold water on a hot summer day! Liu Yi quickly looked at Wu Tian and said,

"The taste is not bad, can this elixir be further improved? Is it okay to keep more of the yin attribute inside? ”

"This... Subordinates want to give it a try! Wu Tian's face changed slightly, and he quickly spoke.

"Okay, give you ten days of hard work, how much can you improve." Liu Yi said.

"Yes, my lord." Wu Tian said again.

"By the way, have you ever learned about the Old Buddha Temple?" Liu Yi suddenly asked.

"Old Buddha Temple? The subordinates know some. ”

"Didn't you say before that this foggy corridor has always been guarded by the Old Buddha Temple? Why is it on our heads now, is there something wrong with them? Also, who are the strong men in the Old Buddha Temple? Liu Yi inquired carefully.

"This... There is news that in the back mountain of the Old Buddha Temple, there is a large group of ancient tombs, which is extremely strange and suspected to be connected with the Yin Si, so the masters of the Old Buddha Temple are busy exploring there, and the strong people of the Old Buddha Temple are really a lot..."Wu Tian's face changed, and he solemnly introduced some of the senior monks of the Old Buddha Temple to Liu Yi.

In the Old Buddha Temple, according to the four characters of [Xuan, Hui, Fa, and Void]. At present, the strongest is the Xuanzi generation of monks, the Xuanzi generation has a total of nine people, known as the nine great monks, three of them sit in the pass all the year round and do not ask about the world, and two of them are responsible for guarding the relics of the Old Buddha Temple.

The remaining four are in charge of the day-to-day business. Each of these nine great gods and monks is unfathomable, and the weakest is the strength of the god-level four turns.

There are more than 20 people below the Xuanzi generation, and there are more than 20 people in the Huizi generation, and they are all god-level masters, ranging from one to three at the god level.

There are slightly more Fazi generations, sharing more than 80 people, most of whom are between the second turn of the dragon level and the second turn of the god level. Among them, the imaginary generation is the weakest, and the imaginary generation is also a child.

The inheritance of the old Buddha temple is very strange, every monk sitting, will give birth to new life from his womb, these new life as soon as they are born, is the imaginary generation.

It can be said that there is no weak person in the entire Lao Buddha Temple, because even the weakest person is the reincarnation of a strong person.

Therefore, for countless years, there have been almost no attempts to break into the Old Buddha Temple. After listening to Wu Tian's analysis, Liu Yi frowned slightly and nodded slightly, but suddenly became a little curious about the large ancient tombs in the mountain behind the Old Buddha Temple.

"What is the origin of those ancient tombs?"

"I don't know about this, the Old Buddha Temple just told the high-level of our respective forces in detail, for us, it is still a state of secrecy, and during this time, our respective forces have also sent a lot of masters to explore the ancient tomb group, which is why we can't resist the Southern Heavenly Alliance and the White Bone Mountain." Wu Tian said.

"You mean, many masters of the Great Southwest Alliance have been transferred to the Old Buddha Temple to explore that ancient tomb group?" Liu Yi asked.

"Yes."

"Is it possible that the attack of the Southern Heavenly Alliance and the White Bone Mountain this time is also related to that ancient tomb group?" Liu Yi continued to ask.

"This... I don't know, I really don't know. Wu Tian said. Liu Yi snorted coldly and stopped asking him.

But thinking about it carefully, he also feels that it should be inseparable. That ancient tomb group can alarm so many masters, if the Southern Heavenly Alliance is not interested, then it will be called hell.

Just as Liu Yi was preparing to act, suddenly, a figure outside the valley rushed wildly, covered in blood, and shouted with difficulty,

"Lord, something happened, there is a master attacking the Misty Corridor!" Liu Yi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly swept over.

"What's the situation?" He instantly appeared in front of the figure. The figure spat blood from its mouth, its breath was disordered, and it was horrified,

"Monk Peng, Liu Yun and I were guarding the Misty Corridor, but suddenly a few mysterious masters attacked us, and we suffered heavy casualties in one photo, but fortunately, I was proficient in the art of escape, so I escaped!"

"Is it someone from the Southern Heavenly Alliance?"

"White Bone Mountain, like the people of White Bone Mountain, they turned Monk Peng into white bones with just one move, which is unbearable."

"Bone Mountain? You and Wu Tian are guarding here, and the rest of the people will all follow me! Liu Yi's face sank, and he immediately swept into the distance.

The remaining seven or eight masters, their faces changed slightly, and they all followed behind Liu Yi. The speed of the group of people was very fast, and in a short time, they arrived at the Fog Corridor.

A thick fog surged, and a secluded passage stretched into the distance. These dense fogs are not some special mist, with the eyes of these people, they can see through it casually.

These fogs block mortals okay, to them, it's nothing at all. Liu Yi appeared here, his right hand had already grabbed a huge blade behind him, pulled it out on the spot, and walked forward.

The bodies of Monk Peng and Liu Yun were quickly discovered by them. However, after actually seeing it, several people around him were all taken aback.

These corpses are all extremely strange, as if they were separated from the middle by a mysterious force, the left body is all turned into white bones, but the right body is still flesh and blood.

Through the remaining half of their faces, they could still see that several people seemed to feel great fear before they died.

"Monk Peng!"

"Brother Liu!" Two of them rushed over, grabbed them, and began to shake. But it didn't work.

Several corpses had long since died completely. At this moment, a mutation appeared, and the two people who were shaking the corpses suddenly changed their faces, let out a miserable scream, and fell backwards.

I saw that their palms were also rapidly turning into white bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an indescribable sharp stinging pain quickly spread from the palms and spread towards them.

Liu Yi frowned, his burly body flashed, and two big hands slapped towards the backs of the two like lightning.

Bang! Bang! The terrifying Blazing Sun True Qi surged through in an instant, mighty and mighty, like magma, stopping the decay of the palms of the two on the spot, and forcing out pieces of black poison from their ten fingers.

"Hehe... Even dare to touch the corpse left by my White Bone Mountain, you really don't know whether you live or die, this time I just asked for your hands, and next time I won't be so lucky. Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter.

Liu Yi's eyes were cold, and he glanced back directly. I saw a few raised boulders in mid-air. There were seven or eight figures standing.

Each figure occupies a large rock on its own, and they are tall and thin, like thin bamboo poles, wearing white wide-sleeved robes, each with a white hood on their heads.