The magic circle in the air is slowly moving, like a murderous grinding plate, constantly strangling the flying stiffness in the air, and the corpses in the sky keep falling like rain hitting plantains.

The sudden team on the ground, like a bamboo, led by it, also gathered a huge army behind it, and began to attack efficiently and pattern-like, instead of being scattered.

On the Daomen side, the 18th Sect was a little weak, and after the incident of Ling Yunzi, it was no longer like before, fighting desperately, and now, it is mainly cowardice.

When Li Xiaoyi completely occupied the sky, the bottom of the mountains and fields was basically occupied by the White Bone Mountain.

The elders of the eighteen sects, as well as the six peaks of the Dao Sect, with their disciples, gathered on a relatively not too steep peak.

There were a large number of people, densely packed, Li Xiaoyi led the team to hover to the sky with a glimpse of the sky, and happened to see the elders of the six sects of the Daomen, who seemed to be in conflict with the real people in charge of the eighteen sects.

In the distance, the zombie ghosts of the White Bone Mountain, accumulating and ready to attack, are transferring their forces.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, there were constant disputes below, the disciples of the sect were at a loss, Chen Yueling and others, as well as Mu Jianchen and them, naturally also saw this scene.

Everyone looked at each other, and was a little speechless for a while, and the zombie army on the opposite side approached neatly step by step.

Li Xiaoyi's brows never stretched, not because of internal friction at this time, but because the entire zombie team gave people the feeling that it was like a well-trained human army.

When did the White Bone Mountain ever have such a neatness, it has always been a scattered rush, and when they also know the "rules", the pressure on people is unimaginable.

Especially when the distance is close, Li Xiaoyi's face became even more ugly after seeing his "old acquaintance".

There are actually god-killers, and the Star Soul Sea of the Netherworld Ghost Domain has not dragged the Netherworld Temple?

There are still a lot of them, and there must be at least a team of two or three hundred people, living in the center of the entire team, and activating the possession technique also has a guarantee, which can keep the body from harm.

He looked at his feet, then he didn't want to look any more, and he didn't dare to rush, and he attacked condescendingly, and the godkiller was like a thorny hedgehog, and people had nowhere to speak.

But someone came, and just as the zombie army of White Bone Mountain was approaching, a thin old man, dressed in tatters, carrying a stick in his hand, didn't know where it came from, so he appeared out of thin air.

Walking with a broken flask, he raised his head and took a sip, shouting, "Good wine!

Immediately attracted the attention of everyone, Li Xiaoyi frowned, his heart fluctuated, beating badly, he knew this person.

Once upon a time, in the alleys of Xinghua Town, there was an old beggar who only ate the food that came to him, and when the sun was three poles, he happily looked at the passing pedestrians and merchants.

If someone appreciates wine, he will drink it, and if someone rewards money, he will also buy wine, and when there is no wine, old vinegar can also be used.

Li Xiaoyi knew this old beggar since he was in the alley, and began to listen to him tell the story of the mountain spirit and water monster, and then he was hungry and only thought about white flour steamed buns every day, but he couldn't do it, and sour steamed buns were also fine.

Later, some people starved to death in the cold winter, and died of disease, and the old beggar held his broken wine jug, and did not look at it, did not listen, and did not pay attention.

Li Xiaoyi didn't know how he survived in those days, every morning, he could see the old beggar smiling, smiling at the sun and at the old wine shop.

The living person who can be seen today may never be seen again at night, and the person who can speak at night may not be able to open his mouth again in the early morning of the next day.

This is the living environment of his childhood, and it is also the place where the old beggar lived, I don't know how many years have passed, and the two met again, the old beggar is still the original sloppy old man, but he should not appear here.

Looking back, it was Li Xiaoyi who was stepping on the thunder and lightning bat dragon, the old man smiled, held the stick in his hand, and walked slowly in the direction of the zombie army.

There was a black-faced zombie rushing in front of him, and the old beggar had a small wooden stick in his hand, and he didn't see how to wave it, and the zombie was already lying on the ground motionless.

The black-faced zombie standing at the front, you look at me, look at you, with a bared tooth, two more rushed over, and its fate was the same as the previous black-faced zombie, and it was smashed to the ground.

On the central battlefield, there were also people coming, but it was a middle-aged monk, wearing the Taoist robe of the Shushan Sword Sect, with a sword behind his back.

Tianyi's face was ugly, the ghost toad turned into a human form, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't speak, the land fairy realm was by no means something they could shake.

Then under the deep stream, when a sudden yin qi rushed into the sky, the figure of the ghost mother appeared in mid-air, and after squinting at the middle-aged Taoist priest, she looked into the distance, but it was the direction where the zombie army was.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes that could not be concealed, and then her gloomy eyes contained resentment and anger, and then she killed Lu Lengxuan without saying a word.

Ghost Toad and the others followed, and Wushi Zhenren and Huiming also greeted them without hesitation, as well as Huijue, who had just returned with an ugly face.

There was also a shout from the Daomen, and after the sloppy old man slaughtered into the zombie army like chopping vegetables and cutting trees, the originally neat army was in chaos.

Li Xiaoyi stood on the back of the thunder and lightning bat dragon, and took the lead in killing everyone in the past, followed by the people of the Six Dao Sect.

The real person in charge of the eighteen sects stared at each other, and finally followed with a hard head.

The decisive battle begins!

Li Xiaoyi took the lead, above the sky, like a goshawk pounced, with the team behind him, back and forth, the sword light was like rain, and then it became a rain curtain!

The old beggar walked all the way forward, without looking back, and everywhere he passed was corpses, full of silver-armored corpses from the zombie army, including that special legion.

There was no struggle in front of the old beggar, let alone a Jedi counterattack, Li Xiaoyi didn't care about this, and his eyes didn't stay behind the old man.

Who is he, what realm is it, and what does it have to do with him Li Xiaoyi, what he has to do now is to take more heads and achieve greater glory, there is nothing more important than this.

And behind him, the thousand-strong brigade was still growing, as if a giant dragon was floating in the air, revealing its sharpest fangs between the mountains of the White Bone Mountain.

The ghost tide started again, starting from the mountain stream, sweeping out overwhelmingly, Lu Lengxuan was in the center of the ghost tide, a sword swung up, connecting heaven and earth, it was the famous sword of the Shushan Sword Sect, the sword opened the gate of heaven!

Split in half, as if a line was drawn between heaven and earth, and then the golden light was bright, and the space storm blew up, impacting the beginning of the ghost tide.

The true body of the ghost mother was revealed, the body of the ghost was transformed, and it became thousands of souls, when she entered the ghost tide, the line of heaven and earth began to be bridged, but Lu Lengxuan took out another sword, and in an instant, it seemed that time had stood still, and a sword was eternal!