"Retreat!"

The cultivator of the eighth-layer realm of Jiedan, seeing that the disadvantages of his companions were becoming more and more obvious, had to make a sound of retreat.

Now the situation is very clear, the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect who have performed the secret method of refining corpses are a little outrageously strong, as long as Chen Shangyi drags down the leader of the eighth-layer realm of Jiedan, the remaining disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect have the strength to kill the rest of the people.

Hearing the order to retreat from the leader, everyone who had wanted to retreat for a long time withdrew directly from the battle group without the slightest hesitation, and their figures instantly fled into the distance.

"Don't run, let's fight for another 800 rounds!"

Zhang Cunzhong roared from his mouth, obviously not wanting to let these people go like this!

Dare to pretend to be a Corpse Refining Sect cultivator, and also force himself and others to perform the Corpse Refining Secret Method, it is absolutely impossible to just forget it!

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!"

Chen Shangyi said at this time, and at the same time, the bone sword in his hand disappeared.

Zhang Cunzhong and the others could only stop in mid-air with resentment.

"Shangyi!"

"Senior Brother Chen!"

"Senior Brother Shangyi!"

...

The attacking monk had already fled, and at this time, Chen Shangyi put away the bone sword, and after a smile appeared on his face, the whole person lay down directly in mid-air, unable to hold on any longer, and fell towards the ground.

Zhang Cunzhong's eyes were quick, and he immediately caught Chen Shangyi, and returned to the cloud boat with Chen Shangyi, who was already dying.

"Shangyi, Shangyi!"

Wang Changsheng also rushed to Chen Shangyi at this time, looking at Chen Shangyi lying in Zhang Cunzhong's arms, and a roaring sound came out of his mouth.

At this time, Chen Shangyi was already out of breath and less in breath, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Changsheng and said, "Deacon Wang, you must... Put these divisions... Brother, bring it back!"

"Well, okay, okay, Shangyi!"

Wang Changsheng watched Chen Shangyi close his eyes, couldn't hold back any longer, and cried loudly directly.

"Ahh

A roar came from Wang Changsheng's mouth, and his eyes were red.

Chen Shangyi relied on the third-layer realm of the Jiedan to perform the secret method of refining corpses, and was able to entangle with the eighth-layer realm cultivators of the Jiedan for so long, he was already very strong, and when he was hit in the lower abdomen, he was already at the end of the crossbow.

If it weren't for a will to support Chen Shangyi, I'm afraid Chen Shangyi would have fainted a long time ago.

Holding on to the battle for so long, and bleeding from his shoulders and lower abdomen, Chen Shang thought that the attacking monks fled far away, and he could no longer hold back.

At this time, the bone sword that Zhang Cunzhong put aside slowly dispersed, and I saw Zhang Cunzhong, who was holding Chen Shangyi, couldn't hold back anymore at this time, and fell straight down.

"Remain loyal!"

"Zhang Cunzhong, wake me up!"

When Wang Changsheng saw that Zhang Cunzhong also fell suddenly, he immediately panicked, helped Zhang Cunzhong up, and found that Zhang Cunzhong was also dying, and the wound left by the wound in the lower abdomen was also bleeding.

"Li Song, how are you?"

"Li Song, hold on, you'll be fine!"

"Li Song, Li Song..."

Suddenly, another series of corpse refining sect disciples' voices sounded, and Wang Changsheng saw that Li Song, who was originally standing aside and guarding the Li family monks, also fell straight down.

Li Song, who fell, didn't close his eyes, and he was still looking at the people of the Li family in Shangyang, obviously still on guard.

"How so, how so!"

"Roar!"

Wang Changsheng looked at the three people who had fallen, and a roar came out of his mouth, originally thinking that the battle had been won, why was this the result now.

"Shangyi... Meaning.."

Wang Changsheng looked at Chen Shangyi, who was dying, and said with tears: "It's me who is useless, it's all my useless... I'm the one who hurt everyone..."

Looking at the group of corpse refining sect disciples who came up, Wang Changsheng wanted to cry without tears.

If it weren't for Wang Changsheng's repeated insistence on finding the second uncle first and looking for the reason for the breakthrough, everyone would not have come to the Southern Regions, let alone encounter such a situation.

If, if you obey Chen Shangyi and go to Yungong Peak first, now Chen Shangyi and the others will not end up like this.

...

"Shangyi!"

"This time I went out to practice, the rest of the junior brothers, what kind of cultivation are they, say it, I have a good mental preparation!"

"Deacon Wang, this time I went out to practice, I am a third-level cultivator of the Jiedan Realm!"

"In addition to me, the other ten senior brothers, three of them are on the second floor of the Dan Realm, and there are seven on the first floor of the Dan Realm!"

"Awesome!"

"Don't worry, Deacon Wang, although the Corpse Refining Sect has been closed for many years, the disciples are generally relatively high in cultivation!"

"Even if there are not many cultivation resources, it is enough to cultivate if you save a little!"

"What is the strength of the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect?"

"The strength of the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect is also relatively strong, there are few opponents in the same rank, with the Corpse Refining Sect, even if it is a challenge to leapfrog, it is not a big problem!"

"Deacon Wang, rest assured, the cultivators of the Corpse Refining Sect can at least defeat two enemies in the same rank!"

....

When he came out of the Corpse Refining Sect that day, Wang Changsheng still remembers the conversation with Chen Shangyi, and Chen Shangyi's honesty and self-confidence made Wang Changsheng very moved. Facts have proved that Chen Shangyi didn't say a word of falsehood, the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect are indeed strong, and there are few opponents in the same rank!

Especially Chen Shangyi, after performing the secret method of refining corpses, he was able to compete with the powerhouses of the eighth-layer realm of Jiedan.

Chen Shangyi has also been fulfilling his words, since he came out of the Corpse Refining Sect, he has been protecting Wang Changsheng and all the fellow disciples and brothers!

This time, it was even more bloody fighting, even if the oil was almost exhausted, it had been dragging the opponent of the eighth-layer realm of Jiedan, without the slightest relaxation.

"Shangyi!"

Wang Changsheng said firmly: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring the brothers back safely!"

"Ahem..."

Just when Wang Changsheng was grief-stricken, a cough suddenly interrupted Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng immediately showed a look of surprise, because this voice came from Chen Shangyi's mouth.

"Ahem..."

The sound of coughing continued, and Wang Changsheng saw that with Chen Shangyi's cough, a lot of blood came out of Chen Shangyi's mouth.

"Deacon Wang, I'm not dead yet... What are you crying about..."Chen Shangyi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Changsheng, and said weakly: "I just took a nap, what's wrong with you?"

"Shangyi.. You didn't die?" Wang Changsheng immediately asked in surprise.

"Ahem..."After Chen Shangyi coughed twice, he forced a smile and said, "If you don't bring my coffin over, I'm really going to die!"

"Quick, quick, where's the coffin?"

Wang Changsheng immediately shouted.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Changsheng felt that his words, no matter how he said them, were a little wrong!

Another disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect, who was relatively lightly injured, immediately flew onto the cloud boat and found Chen Shangyi's coffin and brought it back.

"Bring me in!"

Chen Shangyi said weakly.

After putting Chen Shangyi into the coffin, Wang Changsheng saw that the coffin was slowly closed by himself.

"What about Cunzhong's coffin?" Wang Changsheng immediately asked.

When Wang Changsheng looked, he saw that Zhang Cunzhong had already been carried into the coffin by the other disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, and the coffin lid had been closed.

As for Li Song's magic coffin, it had already been blown up, and he could only use the coffin of another disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect to put Li Song in it.

"Zhang Yi, what's going on?"

Wang Changsheng immediately asked.

"Deacon Wang, Zhang Cunzhong and Li Song are in a better situation, they just cast the secret method, this is the consequence of the secret method!" Zhang Yi immediately spoke: "So just now we have put Zhang Cunzhong and Li Song in it!"

The coffin of the Corpse Refining Sect is not just a magic weapon!

The disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, from the very beginning of their cultivation, would choose a coffin for sacrifice, and with the improvement of their cultivation, the coffin sacrifice became more and more powerful, powerful enough to be used as an attack weapon.

In fact, the purpose of the magic weapon coffin at the beginning was not to use it as an attack magic weapon, but as a place for the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect to recuperate.

The life characteristics of the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect were already different from ordinary monks, no matter how serious the injuries were, as long as they lay in the coffin of the magic weapon, they could slowly recover.

In other words, as long as there is still breath, you can slowly recover.

Of course, depending on the cultivation and the injury, the time required is also different, and the higher the cultivation, the more serious the injury, then the longer the cultivation time will be.

"This time, Zhang Cunzhong and Li Song's refining corpses were sacrificed, and they were not lightly injured!" Zhang Yi said with a solemn expression: "It will take at least three or five years to recover!"

"Moreover, if the refining corpse is sacrificed, even if it recovers, its strength will be damaged to a certain extent..."

This is also the reason why the cultivators of the Corpse Refining Sect generally do not use secret methods easily.

If you perform the secret method, it only takes three or five years to recover, but it doesn't matter, for monks, the most important thing is time.

Of course, Wang Changsheng is an exception, what Wang Changsheng lacks most now is time, his physical skills are aging, the time of death is getting closer and closer, and he also needs time to polish his cultivation on the way to cultivation!

The disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, due to the change in their life characteristics, can live for a longer time than the cultivators of the same level, so they don't care about this time even more.

The point is that the corpse refining was destroyed, and for the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, this was undoubtedly like a catastrophe!

Since the beginning of cultivating the techniques of the Corpse Refining Sect, the corpse refining has always been closely related to the monks of the Corpse Refining Sect, and among the techniques of the Corpse Refining Sect, the corpse refining is still the key to breaking through to the Jindan Realm.

Once the corpse refining is destroyed, for the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, it is extremely difficult to break through to the Jindan realm to cultivate, and it can even be said that once the refining corpse is destroyed, if you can't spend time refining a corpse again, if you want to break through to the Jindan realm, it is simply impossible!

Jindan is hopeless!

Chen Shangyi and the others' corpse refining, but since they began to cultivate, they have been accompanying them to grow up.

This corpse has been sacrificed for hundreds of years.

If you want to refine such a powerful refining corpse again, I'm afraid it will be impossible without a few hundred years!

"What about Shangyi, how is Shangyi's situation now?" Wang Changsheng asked with some apprehension.