Just as Li Yuan rushed to the temporary base, the camp where the temporary base was located was surrounded by dense zombies.

"Transfer the silver corpses up and let them attack the position in the southwest corner of the camp, according to the huge division, it is the weakest point of the entire large array, once it is broken, this array will naturally disappear. Among the corpses, on a high platform made of wooden frames, Yang Protector and several other high-ranking members of the Witch Cult were directing the zombie army to continuously attack the defensive array outside the stronghold.

"Don't worry, those people in the stronghold are now turtles in the urn, and they can't escape if they want to. Standing beside Yang Protector, a mysterious man dressed in a gray linen suit and wearing a hat was bowing his head, looking at a phantom-like compass in his hand and said.

"Hehe, thanks to Mr. Pang this time, otherwise if those monks inside use the escape technique to escape, we will definitely have a headache. Yang Protector touched his long purple beard and said with a smile, judging from his demeanor, he obviously had a lot of respect for the huge master beside him.

"Yes, if Mr. Pang hadn't laid out this sky-locking array and blocked this space within a radius of dozens of miles, I'm afraid we would have divided some men to chase those lost dogs everywhere. Behind Yang Protector, the young man with hanging eyebrows also echoed and said.

In this regard, the huge division just sneered and did not reply.

At this moment, a member of the Witch Sect galloped over the Escape Light, and after flying closer, he slightly hugged his fist towards Yang Protector on the high platform, and said, "Yang Protector, kill a group of very powerful monks from the camp, those low-level zombies on our periphery are about to be unable to stop it." ”

"It seems that they can't hold it anymore, so let's go and meet them for a while. As he spoke, Yang Protector immediately instructed a few people behind him: "Gao Can, Hou Xiao, you two should go over with me first, and the others will stay here and wait for my orders." ”

"Yes. ”

"Hey, hey. ”

After hearing this, the young man with hanging eyebrows and a short old man walked out.

......

At the same time, outside the gate of the temporary stronghold, hundreds of monks are using their own means to fight a large number of zombies.

Among this group of people, the leader is a gray-robed old Taoist, this person wears a purple gold Dao crown, carries a sword, looks like a loose crane bone, and the instrument is extraordinary, it is the head of Qingcheng Mountain, Xuanqing Zhenren.

Maybe it's rushing to the top, so there are the most zombies around Xuanqing Zhenren at this time.

However, just as these zombies were about to pounce and eat Xuanqing Zhenren, he suddenly opened his mouth suddenly, and a green light blurted out, "sighing" around his body.

Looking at Lao Dao's side again, a vacuum area with a diameter of hundreds of meters suddenly appeared, and those zombies were all ground into minced meat.

"What is this?"

After seeing this scene, the monks immediately looked over with their eyes shining.

I saw that at this time, a small sword with an inch long was suspended above Xuanqing Zhenren's head, green and shining, and the treasure light was circulating on it.

"Magic weapon!" Old man Hong, who was fighting with several witch cultists in the back, blurted out his expression slightly after seeing the light on the small sword.

"I have long heard that there is a secret treasure of Zhenshan in Qingcheng Mountain, but I didn't expect it to be a magic weapon. After Zheng Chong shouted "hum" and shook dozens of low-level zombies in front of him to death, he turned his head to look at Old Man Hong and said, "Old Hong, do you recognize what magic weapon this is?"

Old Man Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, and after staring at the small green sword for a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I look a bit like the green sword on the Hundred Treasure List. ”

"No wonder it looks a little familiar, it turns out to be the Green Basket Sword. Zheng Chong smiled suddenly, and then a hint of envy appeared on his face.

At this moment, a voice of vicissitudes came from a distance: "I have long heard that Xuanqing Zhenren's green basket sword is peerless, and I am fortunate to see it today, and it really lives up to its name." ”

The moment the vicissitudes of life sounded, everyone saw a sudden fluctuation above Xuanqing Zhenren's head, and then a purple-bearded middle-aged man wearing a magic robe appeared.

As soon as this person appeared, the surrounding monks suddenly felt a huge mountain-like spirit pressing down on them, and then everyone's vision changed, appearing in a blood-colored purgatory full of white bones.

"Ahh

"Witch Sect Yang Guhe Yang Protector, it is rumored that you are good at illusion, I wonder if you can learn a lesson or two?" As he spoke, Xuan Qing Zhenren flicked his sleeve robe, and suddenly a cyan glow filled out, freeing everyone from illusion.

"Hehe, as you wish. Yang Guhe raised his right hand and was about to make a move.

At this time, he saw Xuanqing Zhenren rise up with his sword and shoot away into the distance, and after a while, his voice slowly came: "The two of us are fighting here, but I am afraid that a random fluctuation will affect the pond fish, Yang Protector, come with me." ”

Yang Guhe was stunned, then the corners of his mouth raised, and after revealing a weird smile, he also turned into a streamer and chased in the direction where Xuanqing Zhenren left.

Without the Jindan period monk here, everyone suddenly felt a great sense of oppression, as if they were a lot more relaxed.

"Lao Zheng, if you don't look at it, who will kill more?"

"Okay, let's take a look. Zheng Chong smiled slightly.

......

This war lasted for a long time and gradually entered the white heat.

And just when the cultivators seemed to see the dawn of victory, there was a sudden fluctuation in the sky above the camp, and then something that I didn't know what fell from the sky and landed directly at the door of the camp.

"That's?"

When everyone got closer, they found that the thing that fell was actually a corpse with blurred flesh and blood, and its appearance was no longer clear.

"This ...... This seems to be a real person!" At this time, I didn't know who it was, and suddenly shouted.

After hearing this, the nearby monks gathered around.

"I saw Xuan Qing Zhenren just now that he seems to be wearing this robe, but, didn't he fly away with that evil cultivator of the witch sect, why did he ...... so quickly?"

Everyone looked at each other with a big change in their faces, and then suddenly looked up sharply.

At this time, on a huge skull in the sky, there were three people standing, one of whom was Yang Guhe, who had flown away with Xuanqing Zhenren before.

In addition, there was a stout, blue-faced, fanged strange man and a man dressed as a Confucian scholar.

All three of them exuded a suffocating and powerful spiritual pressure.

"Three golden pills!" Old Man Hong suddenly gasped and muttered.

No wonder Xuanqing Zhenren would be killed so quickly, it turned out that he was facing three Jindan stage powerhouses.

"The Taoist friend below, I've been hiding for most of the day, why don't you show up and see him?" At this moment, the middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian suddenly spoke.