Luo Qifan heard a voice in the distance, and shouted in his busy schedule: "Master." The obvious joy in his voice also made Lixia's nervousness relax a little.

After Li Qisheng heard the shout, he gave up entanglement with Lixia and quickly retreated, and Lixia immediately stepped forward to deal with Luo Qifan.

The speed of the high-level monk was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the sky above the valley one after the other, and the powerful coercion forced the three of them to almost unable to move, the person flying in front was wearing a white robe, and the person behind was wearing a black robe, because the speed was too fast, only two afterimages of one black and one white could be seen.

The white shadow swooped down towards the depression in front, Lixia thought that this was Luo Qifan's master, but Luo Qifan was shocked when he saw the comer, and threw several defensive magic weapons against great power to cover himself and Lixia together.

Lixia now also knows that the comer is friend or foe, and the coercion is obviously stronger than that of the Qinglian Fairy and the Suixin Daoist, Luo Qifan threw out a few magic weapons that are afraid that they will not be of much use, and he can't care about the distress, so he also sacrificed his turtle shell and superimposed it on several defensive magic weapons sacrificed by Luo Qifan.

Sure enough, a black gas swept towards the two from the white shadow, and the black shadow behind the white shadow made a timely move to stop the white shadow at this time, and the attack sent by the white shadow was blocked by the black shadow, and when it attacked the two of Lixia, there was not much power left, but the power of the high-level monk was so terrifying, even if the aftermath still made the two of them vomit blood and fainted.

Before fainting, Lixia's last thought was that the immortal cultivation world was really not safe anywhere, and only his own strength was the most reliable.

And the white shadow is not in love with war, and it is another black gas that rolls up, and Li Qisheng quickly withdraws.

The black shadow didn't chase it, and fell into the depression, and it was actually a late Yuan Infant Great Monk dressed in black.

Later, two more early Yuan Infant monks brought a few Jindan monks and Zhuji monks to rush over, and after landing in the depression, they saluted one after another and said, "I have seen the Great Elder." ”

It turned out that this black-clothed Empress Yuan Monk was the Great Elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, Mo Yan Zhenjun.

Mo Yan Zhenjun looked at the entire valley, then threw a compass to one of the early Yuan Infant monks, and said, "I'll take the apprentice back to heal first, and you will dismantle the formation here and rearrange the defensive formation."

In addition, the Deacon Hall was notified to issue an obituary in the name of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and Mo Dao Zhenjun violated the ban on cultivating immortals by refining corpses with living people, and his position as the deputy city lord of Unbounded City and the second elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was revoked from now on, and he was expelled from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance. ”

Then, without waiting for everyone to respond, Luo Qifan and Lixia rolled away with a wave of the sleeves of their robes.

The two Yuanying True Monarchs saw Mo Yan Zhenjun leave, and began to work, they only needed to find out the important nodes of the formation, and the other small tasks were naturally handed over to the Jindan monks and foundation building monks who came with them.

After the two finished their work, they stood aside and watched the disciples busy with their work, and chatted about the day, Mo asked Zhenjun and said, "Why do you say that the second elder can't think about it so much!"

Don't forget Zhenjun said: "Shouyuan is approaching, I can't advance for a long time, my heart is unstable, and I will inevitably be bewitched by the demons in my heart, so no matter when, I can't forget to temper my heart!"

Mo asked Zhenjun and said, "Hey, when did you say that this Great Elder accepted another little disciple, and the Great Elder hasn't received an apprentice for more than a hundred years!"

Everyone thought that he would not accept any more apprentices!

It's okay to accept a Jindan disciple anyway!

Hey, you say, will this little disciple have anything to do with the Great Elder?"

Don't forget Zhenjun glanced at him helplessly and said: "The Great Elder is the Great Elder, if you are really wise, it is really appropriate to obtain this Dao number for you back then." ”

Mo Wen Zhenjun stared at him for a while, and finally turned his head angrily, "Hmph! ”

Don't forget Zhenjun Yun said lightly: "Dare to say any gossip, be careful if the Great Elder knows, and punish you to guard the Western Desert." ”

The Scattered Cultivation Alliance has sub-alliances in each of the major spheres of influence, and each sub-alliance is garrisoned by at least two monks above the Yuan Infant, and the Western Desert naturally has it.

The Western Desert is a gathering place for evil cultivators and desperate loose cultivators, as well as monks who have defected from the sect or family, in short, there are few good people there, and the local people are extremely strong.

Therefore, the local garrison is often attacked by all kinds of overt or covert attacks, and in addition to the abundance of minerals, other spiritual objects are scarce, and the cultivation environment is also relatively harsh, so few people are generally willing to go there to guard.

Either they are attracted by high rewards, or they are punished for making mistakes and are on duty there, and if there is neither, it is forced to be distributed by the deacon hall.

If you offend the Great Elder, the Deacon Hall will naturally take special care of it.

Mo asked Zhenjun and could only shut up stupidly.

And now that the formation has been almost dismantled, a corpse refining corpse has risen from the ground, and the two true monarchs have looked at so many refining corpses, and their faces are very ugly, especially there are a few bronze corpses in it.

The levels of corpse refining are divided into gold, silver, copper, and iron, and the corresponding cultivation levels of monks are Yuanying, Jindan, Foundation Building, and Qi Refining.

The task of collecting meridian grass is generally taken by monks in the early stage of foundation building, and after the monks are refined into corpse refining, most of them will retain their original cultivation and directly transform into a corpse refining level, and then slowly absorb the Yin Qi to advance.

Therefore, most of the refining corpses here were primary iron corpses at the beginning, but now there are several bronze corpses, which shows that the formation here has existed for at least a hundred years.

In a hundred years, the tragic deaths of hundreds of foundation building monks happened right under their noses, and they didn't notice it at all.

When this matter spreads, I don't know what the reputation of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance will become, just expelling Mo Dao Zhenjun from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is afraid that it will not be able to calm the anger of many scattered cultivators.

And some of these refining corpses are still wearing the magic robes they wore before their deaths, and they can not decay if they are buried in the ground for decades and eroded by yin qi, which shows that the quality of the magic clothes is excellent.

And even if ordinary casual cultivators can afford to wear it, they will not wear it so ostentatiously, and most of the monks who wear such good Dharma robes are children of extremely well-born families or children of large sects.

At this time, all the refining corpses were taken out, revealing a circular altar underground, the altar was covered with mottled black marks, and the heavy smell of blood mixed with the rancid smell made many of the surrounding foundation building monks couldn't help but vomit.

The two True Monarchs glanced at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, and they couldn't forget that the True Monarch could only send a summons to report the situation here to the Deacon Hall.

The upheaval outside has nothing to do with Lixia for the time being, she occupies Luo Qifan's light, and is cultivating in the cave mansion of Mo Yan Zhenjun, the Great Elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.