The thick air of death was dense, and everyone had to prop up their shields and walk forward.

As soon as the dead qi touched the spiritual power, it was like the transfer of water and fire, producing a violent reaction, constantly devouring the spiritual power, supporting the spiritual power, feeling the strange loss of spiritual power, Wang Han cheered up his spirit.

Xue Wei and Wang Li, who were beside Xiao Di, walked at the front of the team to explore the way for everyone, and as soon as they entered the valley, it was a gray patch, and the two had to move forward carefully.

"Be careful!" Xiao Jing beside him also used his spiritual power to prop up a shield, and he followed suit, and Wang Han had to pay attention to it at all times.

Hearing Wang Han's advice, Xiao Jing nodded seriously. In the gray valley, the group walked cautiously without saying a word.

"Baa Baa Baa~"

After walking for about half an hour, a sheep's cry broke the silence of the valley.

The valley has been shrouded in dead air for many years, how can there be living beings!, "How can there be sheep here?", everyone wondered in their hearts, an invisible weirdness shrouded in, and the hairs on Wang Han's back stood on end.

"Something is approaching!"

Under the shroud of dead air, the entire valley was gray, even the cultivator's vision was blurred at the moment, and as soon as the sound of the sheep was over, many rich shadows appeared out of thin air in the gray dead qi in front of him, opening their teeth and dancing claws, approaching everyone.

When I got closer, I saw that they were countless skeleton corpses, wrapped in a thick dead air, like dark gray shadows.

"This is the undead, don't get hurt!"

Xiao Di was well-informed, and saw the dense shadows rushing in front of him, and immediately opened his mouth to remind everyone that the undead carried the rich death qi of the people, and some even carried resentful curses and ominous, if they were injured. There is a way to force the dead qi out of the body, but it is contaminated with curse and ominous, and who knows what unknown weirdness and horror will appear.

Compared to the real artifact, the spiritual artifact already has a trace of spirituality, and it is extremely difficult to refine. After getting the talisman bell, he studied it for a while, and found that he could only do simple control, which was the result of the use of violence, and there was a very resistive force in the talisman bell that had been blocking Wang Han, but he couldn't find the source of this power.

Holding up the talisman bell, the light blue shield suddenly shrouded in, along with Xiao Jing beside him. Xiao Jing's eyes were stunned for a second, and then he said "thank you".

"Little things. ”

Countless undead moved very fast in the dead air, and after a while, they came to everyone, opening their teeth and claws to tear everyone's shields, the undead are great evil things, and when they arrived, they felt a terrible evil and ferociousness, and everyone frowned, not daring to be careless.

"Let's get in!"

Although the undead were extremely evil, fortunately, they were only equivalent to the strength of the early and middle stages of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and Li Qianshan felt it and encouraged everyone.

The flying swords in everyone's hands flew out frequently, slashing one undead after another, like a sharp sword fiercely plunged into the wave of the undead army.

"This thing can't be killed!"

Wang Han killed dozens of undead one after another, but the undead died one second ago and then resurrected in a dead breath. In desperation, he had to reduce the frequency of the sword, and propped up the talisman bell with all his strength to follow the team.

The deeper he went, the more intense the death became, and an undead spirit in the late stage of the Gathering Spirit began to rush towards everyone behind the undead, and the undead was killed by Xue Wei and Wang Li as soon as it appeared, but it was immediately resurrected after the killing.

"This still doesn't let people live!" Xue Wei and Wang Li felt bitter in their hearts, it was okay to explode and kill once, but what about ten times and a hundred times?

The two of them couldn't kill the undead, so they had to keep resisting the undead's attacks to clear the way for the team.

First, second、...... As everyone continued to go deeper, the undead became more and more powerful, and the erosion of the dead qi and the attack of the undead made everyone a little powerless, and Xue Wei and Wang Li, who were at the forefront, were even more difficult to parry at this time.

Li Qianshan slaughtered a few undead who flew from the side, and shouted at Xiao Di and Wang Han, "It's not a way to go on like this!", as soon as the words fell, the few undead who had been killed reappeared in the dead air.

Click!

"You can only kill it, there is no other way!" When he first entered the Immortal Sword Valley, the disciples of the Daoist Sect were still able to protect themselves, but now the attack of the undead is getting stronger and stronger, and the death qi is getting stronger and stronger, and there are four or five of the Daoist disciples who can no longer support it, Xiao Di can only take out a long sword that exudes boundless light from the storage bag, and punch a seal into the long sword, and the long sword is suspended above Xiao Di's head with a soft groan, and the endless sword qi hangs down from the long sword, and the sword qi protects the disciples of the Dao Sect like a big net, and the dead qi is completely driven out of the sword qi, and the undead are also strangled by this sword qi.

"This long sword is at least a medium-grade spiritual weapon!" The aura emitted by the long sword above Xiao Di's head far exceeded the aura fluctuations of the lower-grade spiritual weapon. "This guy is really not the master without a spiritual weapon!", Wang Han was envious in his heart, and he also knew the identity of Xiao Di Daozi along the way, Daozi is the place where the hope of a sect is placed, like a big sect like Daozong, it is naturally impossible for the elixir spirit weapon to tremble, compared to himself, a disciple of the Little Fire Sect Inheritance Hall, who has no roots, no feet, and no support.

With the increase in the number of undead in the Gathering Spirit Realm, Xue Wei and Wang Li couldn't support it, Xiao Di had to envelop the two of them again, and the same was true for Li Qianshan's side, and the disciples of the two sects were both protected by the two at the moment. The erosion of the dead qi became more and more serious, and coupled with the stronger and stronger undead, the two gradually sweated on their foreheads. Wang Han is just protecting Xiao Jing alone, and there are wind spirit beads in the dantian, with incomparably strong spiritual power, and the flying sword in his hand is even more terrifying, as stable as an old dog.

"Daozi, I don't know how dangerous it is ahead, we can't let Daozi waste spiritual power here, Daozi must take care and obtain the inheritance!"

Seeing that Xiao Di was barely supporting, Xue Wei and Wang Li glanced at each other and saluted Xiao Di, then both retreated away from Xiao Di's sword qi range and broke through in the direction of Gukou. The rest of the Daoist disciples saw Xue Wei and Wang Li withdraw, and said, "Daozi, please take care!", and chased after Xue Wei and Wang Li.

"Wait at the valley mouth, I will definitely be able to retreat!" Xiao Di saw Xue Wei and the others like this, and he was not pretentious, and said to everyone. If a few people don't retreat, I'm afraid they won't be able to go far, so they will have to go home.

Seeing that the disciples of the Xinghe Sect were like this, the nine people of the Xinghe Sect also had the intention of retreating, and they no longer intended to drag Li Qianshan down, so they also retreated.

Xiao Jing was affected by everyone, and her mood was complicated, "You have to come out alive!", glanced at Wang Han, and was about to retreat.

"No, senior sister, let's go in together!", Wang Han grabbed Xiao Jing, who was leaving, his eyes were firm, and the undead outside the shield frantically attacked the two, but the shield did not move at all.

"But ......"

"Don't you still believe me?" Wang Han interrupted Xiao Jing, pulled Xiao Jing and continued to move forward.

Of the twenty-two people who came in with great ambitions, only four were left at the moment, Xiao Di was shrouded in endless sword qi, and the dead spirit was difficult to shake, and next to Li Qianshan was a galaxy, bathed in starlight, like a god in the dead air. Seeing the scene of Wang Han leaving Xiao Jing, the two glanced at each other and fell into a short period of contemplation.

Wang Han held the shield alone, and the long sword danced to kill the attacking undead, and forced a way out of the surging army of undead, Xiao Di and Li Qianshan saw this, and hurriedly followed.

The four of them went backwards, but a miserable scream came from a distance behind them. Li Qianshan's expression was shocked, it was the voice of a disciple of the Star River Sect, I am afraid that something happened when he retreated. But at this time, it is impossible to turn back and save, so you can only move forward.

"Baa Baa Baa~"

The four of them walked for a long time, and suddenly the strange sheep cry sounded again, the voice was desolate and long, this is not the sound that should be in the world, and a cold breath rose in the hearts of the four people!

"Look there!"

Wang Han slashed away two late stage undead of the Gathering Spirit with a sword qi, pointed forward for Li Qianshan and Xiao Di to see, and looked in the direction that Wang Han pointed. The two of them were instantly covered with goosebumps, and Xiao Jing next to Wang Han even pulled Wang Han's sleeve.

In the depths of the army of the undead in front, the tall black goat stood quietly in the army of the undead and looked at the four people, a white paper flower hung on the forehead of the black goat, and there was a huge black "sacrifice" on the white paper flower, the black goat stepped on the four late undead with four hooves, and there were two rich dead gases in their eyes, like two black pebbles, but this pebble exuded gray dead air.

There is an ancient tradition among the mortal countries of Xizhou, after the death of mortals, the wealthy people will buy a black goat, with white paper flowers on their heads, and sacrifice this sheep alive when they are buried, it is extremely terrifying, seeing this black goat in this valley, a chill rises in the hearts of the four people, and a huge fear envelops the four people.

As the cry of the black goat fell, the countless undead became more ferocious, and the original gray eyes of the few undead began to turn red at this time, like a pair of rubies flashing in this gray world.

The eyes of the four of them turned red when they saw the countless undead, and they knew that something was wrong.

"The ferocity of the undead is even greater, and the curse is getting stronger and stronger! I'm afraid we'll all have to die here if it drags on any longer!", Li Qianshan shouted in the crowd of undead.

"Kill that black goat!"

After the eyes of the undead turned red, they became stronger and stronger, and at this moment, the cry of the black goat began to appear again, and the countless undead became even more terrifying. With such an obvious change, the three of them didn't know that the black goat was the culprit, and they had a plan in their hearts.

"Kill it!"

The long sword suspended above Xiao Di's head vibrated wildly at the moment, and a terrifying sword qi came out of the sword to protect Xiao Di, without worries, Xiao Di played an unknown tune, and endless killing opportunities emanated from the sound of the flute, scattering the undead who were blocking the way, and before they could gather, Xiao Di rushed towards the black goat.

"Kill!"

Seeing Xiao Di killed, Wang Han and Li Qianqian did not lag behind, and rushed towards the place where the black goat was.