After the tea, Xu Feiyang scraped the twenty-three storage bags, took a cursory glance, and then all of them were put into the Qiankun Tower, waiting for the future to be slowly liquidated.

However, I found a powder in a porcelain bottle inside, which exuded the smell of dry bones and rot, and I think that the man in black was able to avoid the bone soldier's induction by applying this powder.

Curious, Xu Feiyang smeared the powder on the clothes and carefully sensed it, but it had a similar qi machine to the bone soldier. Looking at the three prisoner monsters standing, he thought about it for a while, or put it into the cage space, after all, this is related to the secret of the Qiankun Tower, if he lets others know that he can refine the bone soldiers, I am afraid that he will become the target of being besieged and killed in the first place.

After doing this, he walked towards the depths of the poisonous fog again, at this time, it had been two or three days since he entered the poisonous mist, but he was afraid that someone had already crossed the barrier of the poisonous mist, but his position was still in the outer area, and he was afraid that it would take some time to pass.

At the same time, the killing in the poisonous fog has only just begun.

An abyssal canyon, still covered in poisonous mist, with white bones scattered all over the ground, and fierce fighting figures flickering in the distance.

I saw a man with a scarf on his head flickering left and right, constantly attacking and killing a sturdy man, both of whom had the strength and cultivation of the peak of spirit building. The stout man's body was already dyed red, and a deep bone-staining blood mark on his abdomen was particularly eye-catching.

A short serpentine blade in the scarf's hand emitted a ghostly light, sweeping with a cold aura. The stout man's face became paler and paler the more he fought, and even his movements became more and more sluggish.

"Damn the Ghost Spirit Gate, if I, Xiong Ming, can get out alive, I will definitely exhaust my life's strength to kill the people in the ghost path. The stout man's face turned indignant, and he roared in a low voice.

"Hehe, you big stupid bear still want to get out alive, then wouldn't my ghost ring be able to crash to death on these skeletons!" the scarf man said in a sharp voice, his face full of banter.

When the strong man opened his mouth to say something, the serpentine short blade in the scarf man's hand suddenly flashed, split into two, and the blade came out of his hand, piercing Xiong Ming's eyebrows, and there was a sharp short blade in his hand, stabbing at the heart of his chest.

This sword is actually a fish intestine sword in a sword!

The strong man raised his hand to block the fatal blow in the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp and short blade submerged from his heart, and the bearer was deeply tired and sad, and the strong man unwillingly glanced at the ghost monk who showed a cruel smile in front of him, and slowly fell.

The ghost ring reached out and took off the two storage bags hanging from the strong man's body, the corners of his mouth showed a smug look, and then disappeared into the poisonous mist with a vertical step.

At this time, the young young general of the Demon Court was galloping towards the inner valley with the demon army guards, and suddenly dozens of dark red bones flew from a distance. He had to stop his sprint and take a closer look around him. After a long time, he didn't see the figure, and was about to move forward, but the dark red bones "clicked" a few times, and in a strange way, they continued to fly from all sides and the stump and broken arm bones.

I saw that those bones were directly wrapped in dark red bones, like a farmer's craftsman assembling a house, and soon a skeleton soldier was formed.

"Major General, someone deliberately lured the bone soldiers to sneak attack, deal with it carefully. Beside the young general, the left wolf took an eight-toothed nail rake in his hand and stretched it horizontally, protecting the young general behind him, and said with a solemn expression.

"The Left Wolf Guardian should be careful, since someone has set up an ambush, it is obvious that the Lord will definitely wait for the opportunity to move. The young general's face was calm, and he looked around carefully, but he didn't find a figure.

"Wucang, use the Demon God Bow to open the way. The Left Wolf Guardian whispered.

"Ordered. Wucang hugged his fist and saluted, stretched out his hand, and a ghostly light glowed bow and arrow appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he held an arrow in his hand.

The sergeants listened to the order, and the demon god bowed and opened the way. Wu Cang gave an order, followed by the remaining thirty demon soldiers Qi Shabu Shabu took out the magic bow, pulled the bow and opened the arrow, and shot out in all directions.

Some of the bone soldiers had just taken shape, but they fell apart in an instant under the shooting of the magic bow. However, there were also some bone soldiers who avoided the arrow shots and rushed towards the demon army.

The left wolf guarded the eight-toothed nail rake Demon Light Huohuo, and with a sudden smash, he smashed a bone soldier who rushed forward. The other demon army is also defensive and offensive, the demon army is in a circle, take out the magic shield and put it in front of you, forming a strong shield defense, the back row of demon armies continue to shoot with arrows, dozens of bone soldiers were slaughtered in an instant, and the arrows shot are returned between the beckoning of the demon army.

In the soft mud not far away, there was a group of blue-shirted Terran monks, and the person at the head was none other than Jinyang of the Huayuan Sect.

"Senior Brother Jin, I didn't expect this demon army soldier to have such powerful arrows, if you still fight head-on, I'm afraid that all the senior brothers won't be able to please you. Isn't it better to withdraw first?" a square-faced young man whispered with a solemn face.

"What Senior Brother Zhiyu said is very true, it is true that we underestimated the Demon Court guards. I didn't expect that a group of mortal realm demon armies could wipe out dozens of spirit realm bone soldiers in an instant. The young man at the head also sighed slightly, then stretched out his hand and quietly left with all the blue-shirted disciples, without the slightest fluctuation of breath.

"Major General, there is no ambush, is it possible to advance. The Left Wolf Guardian said cautiously.

"Wait, Ben won't be able to risk the lives of my Demon Court Protectors. The young major general's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood still with his hands behind his back.

After half a cup of tea, suddenly there was a rustling sound at the bottom of the cliff on the left, although the sound was subtle, but at this time the demon army's mind was concentrated, and the movement was clearly sensed.

"Major General?" Hearing the sound, the Left Wolf Protector hurriedly inquired.

"Kill!" the young general suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, his momentum changed, and he spit out a word.

"Kill!" Wucang heard this, and with a wave of his hand, he took the lead in unleashing an arrow towards the place of sound, and then the ghostly light arrow like raindrops fell towards the bottom of the cliff on the left.

However, it was said that at this time, fifteen monks wearing cyan robes were speeding through a mountain cliff and canyon, and some of them still had blood stains on their bodies, and it was obvious that they had gone through bloody experiences again and again to be able to penetrate into this place.

If Xu Feiyang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the disciples of the sect who looked like these Taoist priests, and they were the disciples of the Yanzhou Guoqing Song Sect who entered the secret realm with him.

"Senior Brother Wu Songzi, there are more and more bone soldiers, and the moves are getting more and more weird, and the junior disciples of the mortal realm will not be able to hold on to it. A young man with a slightly immature face had a worried look on his face, and looked at the tired senior brother and said.

"If you insist on persevering, if the calculation is correct, there will be two or three days to reach the inner valley, and even if you can't compete for the Dragon Yuan Fruit at that time, no one will pay attention to the dragon Lingzhi that time. Wu Songzi's face was unharmed, and he just said lightly.

"Senior Brother Wu..."The young man was about to speak again, but he suddenly felt a life-and-death crisis coming, and his words stopped abruptly, looking up left and right.

This sight suddenly made his soul tremble, and he shouted: "All junior brothers be careful, there is an ambush!" ”

Before the young man's words fell, a few arrows had already arrived, and a disciple of the Mortal Realm who was not prepared in time was injured by a sneak attack by the arrows, and the arrows passed through his shoulders and plunged straight into the ground. The strength is great, and the edge of the arrow is terrifying.

"Be careful!" At this time, Wu Songzi also lowered his face solemnly, and at the same time, a square shield appeared in front of him, blocking the arrows he shot.

Only then did the rest of the disciples react, and they took out their defensive spiritual weapons one after another, frantically infusing the true yuan spiritual power, and constantly resisting the arrows that came from the shooting.

It's just that the ferocity of the arrows is far beyond expectations, and within a moment, one by one, the defensive spiritual weapons of the mortal realm disciples were pierced, starting from the screams of the first disciple, and one after another disciples fell under the arrows.

"Senior Brother Wu, escape!" the young man shouted as he looked at the crack in the defensive spirit weapon in front of him.

That Wu Songzi looked at the arrows like rain in the sky, and the faint figure of the demon clan on the mountain peak in the distance, and felt sad in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Brothers, we are waiting to be ambushed by the demon cubs, Wu Songzi is one step ahead, if you can get away with it, you will help all the junior brothers and sisters to avenge this great revenge in the future!"

Wu Songzi shouted, suddenly took out a jade pendant, pressed it hard, and the whole person galloped forward like a streamer, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

When the young man saw that Wu Songzi had already abandoned himself and the others while he was talking, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly took out the life-saving thing at the bottom of the pressure box. Before he could press him, a ghostly arrow pierced his throat.

Seeing this, those disciples who were still struggling to support themselves also used their own means to break through the arrow blockade, but they were beheaded by the sword of the Demon Court Protectors who rushed over.

"A group of clowns who jumped off the beam also beat me up for the idea of the demon race, hum, I don't know if I live or die. The young general snorted coldly and let the demon army below pack up the spoils.

The disciples of the Huayuan Sect never dreamed that because of their own sneak attack, the disciples of the sect under their jurisdiction were almost wiped out. And the demon army never thought that the person he shot and the person who attacked him were not all the way, but the unlucky one was the disciple of the Yanzhou Guoqing Song faction who passed by accident.