The collection continued, but at this moment, other people also found this place, and found that it was rich in lightning strike wood, as well as fire mushroom, and they were ecstatic, and they collected and collected it one after another.

"Hey, there's been a lot of people here. "Suddenly, someone noticed something unusual.

"Yes, that's true, someone is the first to go, let's go find out. Another man said in a cold voice.

"Okay! Let's go!"

These people, who were outnumbered, hit it off, followed the path that Caiyi had walked, and traced it.

Less!

"The woman in front of you stops, yes, it's you. There were five people in the group, and one of them pointed over and shouted.

Cai Yi masked his face, turned around, and looked at them, there were a few Heavenly God Sect disciples who wore the same clothes, and these people were all enemies.

"What's the matter with you?" Cai Yi asked lightly.

"Let me ask you, did you take the lightning strike wood and fire mushroom here?" Among the five people, one was dressed in a white tiger-striped robe, with fierce facial features, and a series of horizontal meats, making his debut in a row.

"Yes, how's that?" Cai Yimei said frankly with her eyes wide open and her tone cold.

"What? Hmph, hand it over to Lao Tzu and leave by yourself, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for destroying flowers. The man sneered.

"Then you're looking for death. Cai Yi didn't say a word, she was in a graceful posture, fluttered up, showed the sword pill, and hit it directly, as soon as she shot, there were twelve sword lights, and the sword yuan exploded, piercing the sky, and killing.

The sword light is grand and condensed, and the shot is extraordinary.

"It's not good, it's a good idea, be careful. The man in the tiger-striped robe saw the sword light that was empty, and his face changed.

The five of them fought by themselves, and when they met in the secret realm, they went together, robbed many people, tried and failed, and this time they felt as if they had kicked the steel plate.

The five of them immediately attacked, and the spiritual energy exploded, evolving the form of a white tiger, flying swords soaring into the air, and casting the spirit feather body protection around the body, all of which were not simple.

Caiyi comes from Taixuanmen Yuque Peak, the first major inheritance is the sound of the law and the sound of the Daoyin, and the second inheritance is the sword pill swordsmanship.

At this moment, in the face of many people, Caiyi was not panicked at all, she calmly took out the jade flute, opened her lips lightly, blew the divine flute, and performed the sound of soul suppression, wisps of purple ripples swept away, with the sword light glass, complementing each other.

Those few people attacked with confidence, and suddenly the soul was affected by the sound of the soul, and went straight into the soul, the spirit element in the body could not be connected, and the strength was greatly reduced, the flying sword magic weapon stumbled, the spiritual light was intermittent, and the strength was greatly reduced.

"Bang!Qiang~" The twelve sword lights emitted by the sword pill collided with the magic weapons of several people, making a crisp sound.

Caiyi's thought moved, and the sword pill roared back.

Several people's spirits were suppressed and miserable.

"Run!" someone shouted.

"A group of incompetent people, if you want to run, there is no way, go!" Cai Yijiao drank, the sword trick in the jade hand flickered, controlling the sharp sword pill full of spirituality, and once again emitted eight sword lights, the sword qi was like a gang, cutting everything, in a flash, the heads of the five people fell to the ground, rolled down the grass, skull blood sprayed, all were killed instantly, and the blood stained the ground red.

Cai Yi walked in, her skirt fluttered, her jade hand was a jade hand, and five spiritual silk tractions were issued, and several storage magic weapons flew in, Cai Yi didn't look at it, and put it in the space ring in her hand.

After killing a few people, he had no intention of going on a treasure hunt again.

Cai Yihao raised his head slightly, looked at the top of the mountain that burst into the clouds, and the magnificent mountain shrouded in mist, but finally did not go up, I don't know what happened to the outside world, it was time to leave here, so he turned back.

At this moment, bloodshed is constantly happening, in order to practice, snatch resources, death and injury are inevitable, this is a natural arena, you live and die, the strong wins, the winner is king, there are many tribulations on the road of cultivation, and the rise is now.

This space, another direction.

Wei Wushuang could have easily killed Miao Haifeng and cut off a competitor who was not weak on the road to the future battle, but was interrupted by Wang Chuan halfway, he had a deeper impression of Wang Chuan, from the Battle of Nanshan City to the Battle Pavilion, every appearance was amazing, he couldn't figure out the hole cards, full of mystery, this person's rise was too sudden without warning.

At this moment, Wei Wushuang is leading a team of people and horses, searching on a Gobi desert in the secret realm, where the earth is red, the shrubs are sparse, there are mountains, there are boulders, and there are gravel everywhere, but there is a peculiar plant, purple-red plants, three inches high, the rhizomes are red, exuding a strange fragrance, growing densely in the wind and sand, after careful identification, this is milk vetch, which is a kind of antidote and miracle medicine, which can refine the poison-avoiding elixir, Ziyun Dan.

Moreover, more importantly, the milk vetch here is more spiritual, the medicine is old, if you use it to refine the elixir, it will have miraculous effects, and it is priceless.

Wei Wushuang immediately ordered the people below to collect milk vetch, leave one inch behind, and collect all the one inch above, this kind of medicinal herb, in some special places, such as poisonous miasma, swamp, abyss, corpse-filled places, has miraculous effects, can immediately relieve the predicament.

Wei Wushuang, as a true disciple of the Heavenly God Sect, was originally from an extraordinary background, covered by a big man, and had a respected status, at this moment he was carrying his hands behind his back, thinking about some things in his mind, and suddenly there were some exclamations from his subordinates, so he followed the sound.

I saw that in the depths of the Gobi Desert, in a foggy place, out of a peculiar creature, wearing an ancient battle armor, holding a mottled war knife in his hand, but this war knife revealed a mysterious treasure light, this creature walked slowly, like a walking corpse, his face was bloodless, his skin was pale and blue, and his eyes were silent, this was a dead man.

Everyone can see it, it's weird and abnormal, and it's unsettling.

This walking necromancer, aimless, walked towards their group.

Wei Wushuang looked at it, and a chill rose in his spine, and his divine sense swept over, being isolated by a strange energy, unable to see through, which made his heart even more uneasy.

Pondering for a moment, Wei Wushuang turned grim.

"Come here, take it with me. Wei Wushuang thought about it for a moment and ordered, most of these people were direct disciples of their own sect, the Heavenly God Sect, Wei Wushuang was powerful in the sect, and his status was respected, and he had the right to order and lead them.

More than twenty people quickly gathered after hearing the order, and all of them discovered this strange necromancer, with a creepy intuition, indeed, Wei Wushuang's approach was approved by many people, and this uneasy emotion was vented and directly destroyed in the bud.

Everyone looked for the best position, used the true method, all kinds of spiritual light bloomed, emitted energy fluctuations, runes were born and destroyed, they formed a pocket, waiting for this strange necromantic to walk in by itself.

The dead man in the old armor moved slowly, holding a sword with a simple blade, the blade still sharp and shining with cold light.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer and closer, and the group of Heavenly God Sect disciples who are waiting for the battle are already ready to go, just waiting for Wei Wushuang to give an order.

Wei Wushuang waited patiently, and when this strange dead man approached more than ten zhang, he said to a disciple beside him, "You test it." ”

"Yes!" This disciple came to this Heavenly God Sect Fire Cloud Palace, he cultivated the Fire Source Technique, a decent disciple, his strength was not weak, I saw him, recited the mantra, his right hand was sealed, and the red light bloomed, turning into a spirit rune.

"Go!" he knocked the spirit rune out, and the spirit rune flew over a distance of more than ten sheets in an instant, and with a sound of "poof!~", it hit the dead man's chest, dissolved, and became a real fire, trapping the slow-walking zombie.

"Hiss, cluck!~" The walking corpse suddenly stopped, let out an instinctive roar, and then turned out the black corpse qi on the body, extinguishing the real fire, after the dead man extinguished the real thing, the body rose again, and the sword in his hand was raised, emitting a blood-colored light, this dead spirit raised its head strangely, and the dead fish stared at the person who attacked him, which made people extremely uncomfortable, it waved and slashed out, the black gas was filled, and the blood-colored knife light flashed out.

"Get out of the way!" Wei Wushuang grabbed the same door that shot him, and with a flash of golden light, he instantly dodged the blood-colored knife light.

This necromancer didn't hit the sneak attacker, and it seemed unwilling, only to see the mottled knife light turn, and slash out again, and the blood-colored lightning-like knife light struck horizontally, this time it affected many people, and more than a dozen people moved to dodge.

"Everyone, shoot. Wei Wushuang let out a loud shout.

In an instant, the spell was brilliant, the wheel treasure was in the air, the flying sword was fired, everyone shot, the aura was brilliant, and all the attacks were like a tide, instantly drowning the necromantic soldiers, where the rocks were knocked into the air, the soil was splashed, and the heaven and earth vitality were disordered and rioted.

"Hiss!~" The armor on the necromantic soldier's body actually burst into light, all kinds of runes and lines shone brightly, and the vitality of heaven and earth was absorbed, and the surface of the armor was transformed into a film, like a light cocoon, protecting the wearer.

"Boom!" the necromancer was knocked away and fell into the dust.

Everyone stopped, because the opponent was not angry, could not sense the situation, and waited and waited.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the necromantic soldier had been knocked to the ground, and his armor looked even more tattered, but his body did not seem to be seriously damaged, and was slowly getting up.

"Could it be that this tattered armor protects it?" everyone guessed in their hearts, and Wei Wushuang was no exception.

In an instant, everyone focused their eyes on this armor and checked it with their spiritual sense, in addition to this, the treasure knife in the hand of the necromantic armor was also checked at the same time, these two things seemed to be very extraordinary, if they were both undamaged, at least they were at the level of spiritual treasures.

The necromantic soldier crawled up, enraged, howled, brandished the mottled sword in his hand, and instinctively killed, the blood-colored sword light became more powerful, and the corpse qi was filled.

"Be careful, everyone. Wei Wushuang reminded that his Heavenly King Golden Wheel, enveloped in golden energy, and the golden qi turned into a great sun, winding and striking, attacking the angry necromantic soldiers.

Everyone attacked freely, there were Huoyun Palace's high feet, hooking up the vitality of heaven and earth, forming a magic seal, shooting out fiery red energy rays, runes flickering, constantly burning, with high temperatures, and flying swords hovering in the air, like a heterochromatic electric light, cutting around the necromantic armor, and some people played weird magic weapons from afar, turning into poisonous dragons, and fixing on the armor to death, trying to succeed.

The broken armor was impacted, and the light broke out again, ancient runes emerged, and the mysterious broken array lit up, resisting attacks from all directions, the necromantic armor soldier wielded the sword, but it was a little sluggish, the knife light kept falling in the crowd, people kept dodging, the sword light left huge marks on the ground, the boulder slashed, and the earth broke.

Wei Wushuang continued to evolve, and the golden energy interpreted the phantom of the Heavenly King, constantly flying out and attacking.

After about a stick of incense, the armor on the necromancer's body finally began to be uncontrollable and damaged, and finally burst open and turned into fragments, leaving only the cloth inside the necromantic soldier's body, although there was a black mist and full of corpse gas, but in the end he was outnumbered, and he was torn apart and his head exploded.