In the sky, thick clouds swirled slowly around the eye of the storm.

Above the ground, a strange black formation was pulling the eye of the wind in the sky, trying to attract the yin power in the clouds, and slowly, the yin power in the clouds began to converge towards the core of the formation through the eye of the wind.

In the center of the formation, the broken arm and the suspended Jiuli axe produced a wonderful connection, wisps of red lightning flashed between the two, and the broken arm was then pulled by the Jiuli axe, floating upward, and then the palm on the broken arm grasped the handle of the axe.

As the Yin Soul and the Yin power in the sky continued to merge, a faint phantory shadow began to emerge at the place of the severed arm.

This is a very peculiar sight, where the broken arm is located, and the phantom that appears is like transparent muscles and blood vessels starting from the broken arm, as if to build a complete body.

"It's begun, my lord is building a divine body!" There was an excited look on his face.

Behind Chi Lie, dozens of Jiuli people knelt on the ground reverently, bowing to the broken arm and the Jiuli axe.

At this moment, a young disciple wearing a Yinshan Sect Taoist robe ran over.

"Second Elder, the corpse array we set up in the southeast has been broken, and a few senior brothers rushed over, and there is no news......

Hearing the return of his disciples, a cold aura condensed on Zhen Mian's body.

At this time, he was in the array, before connecting the spiritual power of the earth's leylines with the yin evil of the heavenly dome, it was not that he could stop if he stopped, otherwise the backlash of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, even if he had a sixth-order cultivation, he would definitely not be able to afford it.

Zhen Mian looked at the old man in the Taoist robe with cold eyes:

"Zhao Hongzhen, is there anything else you haven't said?!"

The body of the old man in the Taoist robe trembled violently:

"II...... Second Elder, we met Luo Mingzhang...... I...... I ......"

"Li Yue, what's going on?" Seeing this, Chi Lie also looked at the burly man kneeling in front of him: "The bloody qi of the Jiuli axe is still insufficient, if you can't tell the reason, then it will become the nourishment of the soldier master!" ”

In the Jiuli clan, the surname Li is respected, and Chiyou is also surnamed Li, and he, together with the other eight leaders of the Li surname, is called Jiuli, which is the origin of the Jiuli clan.

And unlike the Wu Clan, in the Jiuli Clan, the status of warriors is higher than that of Gu Master, they are more advocating bravery, and they are no different from when Chi You was the leader in ancient times, and Gu Master is more of a sacrifice, physician and staff role.

"Patriarch, when we were preparing to return from the village where we sacrificed the last traitor in blood, we were attacked by a sneak attack and trapped in the formation of the Central Plains." Li Yue said: "Ancestors bless, it was the Jiuli Axe that broke their formation, I originally wanted to fight with all my might......"

As he spoke, he glanced at the old man in the Taoist robe.

"This old man was frightened, and he pulled me and ran away desperately, I don't know what he was afraid of, among those people, the highest did not exceed the fourth order."

When Li Yue said this, Zhao Hongzhen reacted, Luo Mingzhang never showed more than the fourth-order strength from beginning to end, and he didn't think about it so much after recognizing him, he just felt that he was invincible, and just wanted to escape quickly.

"Second Elder, I ......"

Zhen Mian, who was overtaking the formation, frowned when he heard this:

A few years ago, the fourth Bai Han took advantage of Ming Yuzi's serious injury to sneak attack him, but he was beaten with only a ray of spiritual light, and now it seems that it is not for nothing, Luo Mingzhang's cultivation seems to have plummeted.

The head has been looking for him for so many years, but I didn't expect him to send it to the door by himself!

If they could obtain his soul and figure out why he should have been shattered into slag and why he could still be alive and kicking up until now, perhaps the risk would be greatly reduced when they condensed the body of the ghost immortal.

Everything the Yinshan Sect did was to find a way to achieve ghost immortals.

Forcing the corpse chasers to hand over the corpse exorcism secret technique, that's it!

Observe the remnants of Chiyou corpse condensing the body of the gods, that's it!

Hunting Luo Mingzhang's soul is the same!

Immediately, his gaze glanced coldly at the old man in the Taoist robe:

"Leave your own tail, take care of it yourself! Hand over Luo Mingzhang's soul, and I will act as if nothing happened, otherwise you know the consequences, and it will be a luxury for you to even die at that time! ”

"Yes...... Yes, Second Elder! ”

Zhao Hongzhen trembled violently and left in a hurry.

He really didn't dare to stay in front of the Second Elder any longer.

If Luo Mingzhang had really cultivated to a big loss, he might not have a chance.

"Li Yue, you can go too!" Chi Lie looked at the clansmen kneeling at his feet and said, "Bring these people back and sacrifice their blood souls to the war master!" The shame of defeat must be washed away with blood and fire! ”

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Li Yue bowed his head and said yes, then picked up a long-handled battle axe and ran towards the southeast.

He endured the humiliation and was pulled away by Zhao Hongzhen, and part of the reason was Zhao Hongzhen's reaction, which made him a little jealous.

And Luo Mingzhang's formation did pose a great threat to them.

He couldn't risk the loss of the Jiuli Axe to be brave.

Originally, he was tasked with a blood sacrifice to hold the Jiuli Axe, although he could only exert its very small power, but without this artifact at this time, his combat power would inevitably decline.

However, the warriors of the Jiuli tribe are fearless.

Shame must be washed away with blood, and if it is to be branded with shame, then he Li Yue would rather die!

Moments ago.

southeast of Luoyu Mountain.

"Flame Streamer!"

A flash of fire flashed, and Luo Mingzhang's figure was like a burst of flame meteor, and the long halberd in his hand penetrated into the chest of a Yinshan Sect disciple.

The man couldn't even scream, and the flames that erupted from the tip of his halberd burned to ashes.

Treating the Yinshan Sect members who had become evil sects, Luo Mingzhang did not have the slightest mercy.

The more than ten disciples of the Yinshan Sect who were guarding here and rushed to support had all been ambushed.

In addition to their corpses, there are strange bodies lying on the ground.

These are all corpses that have not yet been refined, and most of the corpses are mountain people who have been slaughtered by the Wu Clan.

Their bodies have been strengthened by secret methods, but they cannot be counted as corpse spirits, and they can only rely on the power of the leylines to drive the formation of a corpse array, which is specifically controlled by the disciples of the Yinshan Sect.

These bodies can only move within the range of the corpse array, and when the corpse array is broken, the spiritual power of the leylines is depleted, or the person who controls it dies, they will be turned into immobile shells again.

Luo Mingzhang's eyes were cold.

How many creatures did the Yinshan Sect kill?

This is the tip of the iceberg of the victims of this incident, and it would be unimaginable if the breadth of time was extended to a thousand years.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a purple-black pillar of light pierced into the eye of the wind in the sky, and the evil power that permeated the clouds was completely aroused.

Wisps of purple lightning flickered among the clouds like swimming snakes.