At this moment, Wang Chuan and the three of them were the closest, and they also held their breath to prevent accidents.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a killing light came, attacking Wang Chuan from behind and in the crowd.

Wang Chuan was alert, his eyes were cold, he knew who made the move, it was Fang Zhen of the Wuji Gate, who used the gourd secret treasure to attack himself, wanting to fall into the well and kill himself.

As a last resort, because of the orientation, Wang Chuan had no choice but to retreat, and happened to step into the dark passage, and he found a terrifying side in his afterglow, only to see two huge figures walking slowly in the dark, patrolling.

"These are bones, the bones of giants!" Wang Chuan's heart shook, and the passage did not know where it extended, a black hole, and there was no light.

Whew, the wind was rapid, Wang Chuan was full of hair, and immediately withdrew, pecking at the strong wind, and a sharp thing attacked.

"Take!" Wang Chuan exited the dark passage, a black light followed, shooting on the opposite wall, someone lit up the aura, looking, couldn't help but gasp, this is a black arrow feather, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, black, the cold is pressing.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning, and no one was prepared for it.

"Little white face, you are looking for death!" The indigenous young man's eyes locked on Fang Zhen in the crowd, and the white bone stick slammed out, a stick of light, brilliant and dazzling.

Mo Xuyang also made a move, and the flying sword was shining, like a swimming fish, which was urged by him and shot towards Fang Zhen.

"Boom!" Suddenly, in the other direction, beside Fang Zhen, Guo Xiaonian made a move, and a red flame light shield manifested in his hand, blocking the stick of the indigenous youth, Fang Zhen used the gourd again, spewing out a thin smoke light, turning into sword qi, "Qiang!" blocked Mo Xuyang from flying a sword, and then he evolved the qi of yin and yang, bombarded a ray of light, and attacked Mo Xuyang.

The light around Wang Chuan's body changed, and the black and white sword qi added to his body, and a sword shot out directly.

"Bang!" The strong wind blows, and there is a fight here, and outsiders dodge one after another.

"Sneak attack, you can do it!" Mo Xuyang sneered.

"Hmph, I just want him to die!" Fang Zhen sneered, staring at Wang Chuan with hatred, without a good face.

"Yes, you can try it!" Wang Chuan said, he was very puzzled in his heart, what kind of hatred did this Fang Zhen have with him, why did he go against him everywhere, just the reason for the ancestor of the Xie family, it seemed that it was not enough, you must know that you and Fang Zhen had nothing to do with before.

"Guo Xiaonian, I can't hold it back, right? Heavenly God Sect, but that's it!" Wang Chuan stared, not accustomed to Guo Xiaonian's actions.

"Hmph, Wuji Gate is my Heavenly God Sect Alliance, you guys are attacking him, how can we sit idly by!" Guo Xiaonian smiled coldly, and several Heavenly God Sect cultivators behind him looked at him, murderous.

"Hmph, I'm here today, whoever is the enemy of my Heavenly God Sect will be killed!" Guo Xiaonian said coldly.

"What a big breath!" Wang Chuan was unmoved, and said coldly, he looked around and examined.

"Hmph, Taixuanmen, we don't want to see the Demon Sect either, I've been thinking about it for a while!" At this time, several people from the other side of the Demon Sect spoke, and as soon as these words came out, the spirits of the cultivators present were lifted, and some small sect cultivators and scattered cultivators began to quietly stay away from Wang Chuan's side and show their attitude.

On the other hand, Sima Yan and the others were really unmoved, with the mentality of watching a show, they didn't want to get involved in the things here, even if they had some intersection with Wang Chuan, it was just a meeting in Pingshui, they couldn't make a big move, and they were enemies with the cultivators here, and keeping silent was the best choice.

The tension was tense, and the atmosphere smelled of gunpowder.

"Let's go, let's break through! Different ways don't conspire with each other!" Wang Chuan beckoned to Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy, who was ready to go deep into the black passage to explore.

"Okay!" Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy nodded.

"Let's go!" Wang Chuan chose another passage, and the three of them dodged into it and disappeared.

The underground palace here is extremely strange, the architecture is magnificent, but it is deep and dark.

Wang Chuan and the three of them entered it, sneaking in the dark, they didn't dare to swagger, and the spirit yuan around them rotated, sticking to the skin, and protecting their bodies.

After ten breaths, suddenly there was a slight sound in the darkness, and then a knife qi struck, Wang Chuan was alert, and immediately took off, lighting up a spiritual light, illuminating the passage, and suddenly gasped.

A strange creature appeared in their field of vision, humanoid, more than three feet tall, blue and swollen, like a dead corpse that had been soaked in water for a long time, it was no longer possible to see its original face, its eyes were bulging, the size of an egg, it was completely bare, dripping with yellow water, its limbs were thick, blue and black, and at this moment the creature was holding a rusty long knife in its hand, slashing at Wang Chuan and the three of them, silently, and strongly.

"What the hell, it's so infiltrating!" Mo Xuyang almost didn't spit it out, and avoided it from afar.

"Necromancer!" the native boy suddenly said in a voice that seemed to have seen such creatures.

"Corpse spirit?" Wang Chuan heard and whispered.

"Well, in our wastelands, some of the most murderous places, I've seen them. The indigenous boy nodded, did not shy away from it, and said to the two.

"I'm really a little strange about your hometown scene, no wonder you're so staked!" Mo Xuyang smiled bitterly.

"We have warriors in all tribes, for the survival of the tribe, they will collect rare materials, and they are often forced to go to some dangerous places, after experiencing this kind of ordeal, dead people are common, but those who survive are not ordinary people, very powerful!" said the indigenous boy.

"Oh, what about you, how powerful are you there?" Mo Xuyang said curiously.

"I'm one of the top ten young warriors in our region!" said the indigenous boy bluntly and proudly.

"Okay! I see, I thought you were all over the place, it scared me!" Mo Xuyang let out a sigh.

"Whew!" the corpse spirit smelled the breath of the living, and attacked again, at Wang Chuan, as if he had something worth asking for, raised his knife and killed, and pounced at the same time.

"What's on you, chase after you!" the native boy wondered.

"Secret!" Wang Chuan spat out two words, his hand glowed, and he punched out.

"Bang!" the punch slammed into the corpse, causing it to stagger.

"So hard!" Wang Chuan personally felt that this corpse spirit was not as weak as he imagined, with rough skin and thick flesh, as if it had been scabbed, and its natural bone armor was very resistant.

When the corpse was shocked, it became angry, and its foul-smelling mouth full of fangs opened its mouth to devour.

"They're there!" Someone suddenly appeared, saw Wang Chuan and the three of them, shouted, and greeted his companions.

"They're all in!" Mo Xuyang said when he saw the person coming.

"Let's go!" Wang Chuan beckoned the two of them and ran towards the passage, the corpse spirit chased after him, and suddenly, a group of people poured in from the entrance, and the aura of the living people was strong, causing the corpse spirit to salivate.

"Roar!" the corpse roared, its eyes shining brightly, and pounced on the crowd.

"Ahh

"Boom!" someone hit the light trick and bombarded the corpse spirit!

"Roar!" the corpse spirit roared again, and quickly pounced on one of the cultivators, biting and swallowing the hot blood, gurgling and swallowing a few large mouthfuls, and then throwing it down and pounced on the others.

"Escape! Corpse mutation!" There was another chaos, and the cultivator who had been bitten fell to the ground, his face was covered with corpse spots, and his pupils became confused, showing a tyrannical appearance.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a huge flame lit up, exploded, and the flames burst out, bombarding the cultivator, knocking it out several meters away, turning it into a mass of charcoal, and he could no longer die.

After the firelight, Guo Xiaonian's figure appeared, and there were other cultivators behind him, all of whom were members of the Heavenly God Sect, including Fang Zhen.

"Let's go, we can't let them take over, it's better to kill them. "Guo Xiaonian's eyes are murderous, and they have reached an agreement to besiege and kill Taixuanmen.

"I can't wait!" Fang Zhen smiled gloomily, and in his eyes, evil qi emerged, and a delicate treasure gourd appeared on his shoulder, full of treasure light, and the smoke was brilliant.

"Over time, be careful, there is a feminine thing in it, it's not easy to mess with. Someone whispered a warning.

In the passage, Wang Chuan and the three of them did encounter another ghost, an ordinary human-sized skeleton, among the skeletons, there was a ghostly light, which seemed to be wandering unconsciously, but Wang Chuan and the three of them did not dare to alarm it at all, they found that there were other yin spirits, there were many.

"It's too much, we can't get by, unless we alarm them!" At a fork in the road, Wang Chuan and the three of them had to stop, there was a group of corpses in front of them, and they could move, these corpses must be powerful people or have great cultivation in front of them, and they turned into corpses after death, and they didn't know if they had been born with spiritual wisdom.

Wang Chuan and the three of them were far away, and in this altar and underground palace, it was extremely vast, deep and dark, and the walls were cold, cold and secluded.

"Kill!" Wang Chuan said after pausing for a while.

"Kill?" The other two were stunned, this seemed to be a bit difficult, you know, they were attacked by a bone spirit, and it took a lot of effort to wear it down.

"We lead it over and ask the people behind to help. Wang Chuan said, a little black-bellied.

Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy looked at each other and couldn't help but nod.

"Good idea!" the native boy smiled shyly, revealing his white teeth, a little glaring.

Just do it, Wang Chuan directly pinched the law seal, and a magnificent spiritual mountain manifested, "Boom!" suppressed and fell, clicking, this time, it overwhelmed a bone spirit at once, Wang Chuan didn't look back, turned around and ran back.

Mo Xuyang and the indigenous boy hurriedly followed, and the squeaky and squirming behind them sounded numb.

"Whoosh!" a rotten arrow struck, sparking a spark above the blue-brown wall.

There was a roar from behind, and a piece of bone spirit corpse spirit rushed out.

At this time, "Whew!" suddenly the wind behind his head hit, Wang Chuan was suddenly alarmed, his whole body flashed, and the whole person moved sideways in an instant.

"Bang!" A black claw mark scratched, Mo Xuyang and the indigenous teenager were startled, what is this, nine feet tall, with a rickety body, covered with black hair, the lower part has a tail, the lower limbs are on the ground, the upper limbs are standing, the head is a monkey's head, but it is indeed a black one, the corpse is rolling, dripping with corpse fluid, as if it has just crawled out of a coffin.