The level of the Thunder Lightning Bat Dragon is not too high, only the cultivation of the peak of the True Pill, and the white-headed cultivator standing on it is the same.

The war between the Protoss and the Netherworld Temple was over, and it was not in the scope of the ghost toad's concern, his mind was all on the battle in front of him.

With a wave of his hand, a team of iron-armored corpses led by the silver-armored corpse beside him flew into the air to kill the Kunlun team.

The heads of the Tianyi and Yan Han families, as well as the real people of the Dharma, such as Wushi, were fighting endlessly at the highest point of the clouds.

On the wilderness plains opposite, there are more and more bloody black lands, or monks or zombie ghosts, but overall, it is the White Bone Mountain that occupies a huge advantage.

Especially the corpse body flesh demon, one can pull dozens of Dao masters and fight against them.

However, a Buddha horn sounded at this moment, just above the dragon boat hovering not far away, the golden light was bright, the Sanskrit sound was faint, and the heavy fog that was originally shrouded in the White Bone Mountain actually had a glimmer of light.

The ghost toad's face immediately changed, and he said to the golden armor corpse beside him: "If you take the rest of the people, you will definitely destroy those dragon boats for me!"

The golden armored corpse's eyes were gloomy, and together with a team of silver armored corpses behind him, his body flashed and rushed over there.

In the past, there was nothing to stop, and seeing the dragon boat getting closer and closer, a team of monks suddenly blocked in front of him.

The leader is a middle-aged monk with a fierce face, and he doesn't say anything, but he is a stick on the head.

The golden armor corpse did not show weakness and did not retreat, and faced it, the Sanskrit sound on the dragon boat became louder and louder, and the light revealed in the clouds became brighter.

The ghost toad's gaze was firmly fixed, and when the wisps of faint golden light penetrated into the White Bone Mountain, the yin qi of the entire mountain body was greatly reduced, not to mention that it had cultivated to a lower Yin Soul Spirit Body, and its face was painful.

The embodiment of nothingness flashed away, and when it reappeared, it was already at the top of the six dragon boats, and the huge deck was full of monks, chanting scriptures.

A fierce color flashed in the ghost toad's eyes, and at the same time as the body fell, an old monk wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe suddenly appeared, the two figures fell, the aura agitated, and colorful smoke emitted from the ghost toad's body.

When the Buddha horn of Ani Buddha sounded, the old monk's surroundings derived from golden lotuses, and the Buddha was prosperous.

And Li Xiaoyi, who returned to the Kunlun clan, the thunder and lightning bat dragon coiled above everyone's heads, and when the Imperial Spirit Array rose, Li Xiaoyi's ears sounded Murong Yunyan's voice, guarding the dragon boat of the Kunlun Sect.

The teams of the other sects also seemed to have received the same order and began to retreat deliberately, and the sect team began to go up with all their might, so that the team had a chance to retreat.

The team of silver-armored corpses that came after was also desperately stopped by the masters of the Daomen.

When the Sanskrit sound was in full bloom, the clouds and mist shrouded in the White Bone Mountain had begun to dissipate, and the golden light became extremely dazzling from the beginning of the light and extinguishment, shining brightly on the White Bone Mountain.

Li Xiaoyi seemed to see a Buddha Dharma, appearing in the wasteland, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time, the zombie ghost near it immediately evaporated.

The ghost toad's whole body, the seven-colored smoke sometimes dissipated, and sometimes gathered, and the old monk who was entangled with it was not afraid of the highly poisonous smoke and did not let the ghost toad take a step forward.

The same is true for the Golden Armor Corpse, a group of monks, each cultivation is not weak, and the physical strength of a body will never lose to the Silver Armor Corpse who is fighting against it, and with the assistance of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array, and the dominance of the middle-aged monks, it is difficult for the Golden Armor Corpse to advance an inch.

Li Xiaoyi's Imperial Spirit Array has risen, enveloping the dragon boat together, there are thunder and lightning bats cruising in the sky, and the Kunlun team below, relying on the magic array, is listed on the left and right.

This is different from the previous siege and killing, if you want to protect the dragon boat, you must protect the magic circle from breaking, so the personnel are standing outside the formation, mainly sword cultivation, constantly slashing the zombie ghosts who rush over desperately.

The order was commanded by the team leader of each team, and then Li Xiaoyi issued the order between the five team leaders, Chen Yueling checked and filled in the gaps, and the ghost spirit held up the Quartet Treasure Mirror, and the thunder and lightning bat dragon cruising in the sky above the team.

A large number of black-faced zombies were slaughtered by hundreds of swords when they were halfway through the killing.

Even if there was a corpse body demon, Chen Yueling, Sun Biao, Wang Zheng, Lin Fan, Zhang Jing, these cultivators who had realized the sword intent, first a sword collapsed around the corpse and flesh demon, and fixed it.

Then the Xinghe Ding in front of Li Xiaoyi's body opened the gravity magnetic field, squeezed hard, and piled it up on the body of the corpse and flesh demon, and then there was the Quartet Treasure Mirror of the ghost, controlling the soul and controlling the soul, and after the three times of the rippling soul, nearly two hundred swords were conceived, and they were killed again.

And there is the thunder and fire bombardment of the thunder and lightning bat dragon, even the huge body like the corpse flesh demon hill can't withstand so many blows, and the result is not much different from the black-faced zombie whose body was shattered.

The defense and offensive on the Kunlun team's side took shape in the shortest possible time, while the teams of other sects were far inferior.

Although there were large groups of people fighting with all their might to buy time and opportunity for them, there were still many clans of the sect that were trapped in the war zone and could not come out.

The monks of the Golden Wheel Dharma Temple had to divide a part of the monks to protect the dragon boat, especially an old monk without eyebrows in a gray robe.

Between several dragon boats, back and forth, without letting a zombie ghost get close to the dragon boat, when they arrived at the Kunlun Sect, the performance of the Kunlun team made their eyes light up, not only glanced at Li Xiaoyi more, but secretly praised it in their hearts.

Gradually, the team of the Shushan Sword Sect also broke away from the tragic central area, Mu Jianchen was covered in blood, and he didn't know whose it was, and there were more than a hundred sect disciples around him.

After glancing at Li Xiaoyi, he led someone to arrange the magic circle, and some old monks came over to help him buy time.

Li Xiaoyi just glanced at it a few times, and then stopped looking at it, his behavior was completely copying himself, and the only thing he lacked was a fierce beast like a thunderbolt bat dragon.

And the means of attack are even more single, all relying on the sharpness of the sword cultivation itself, and the attack method of the two-stage stab is used.

Two rows of sword cultivation, after a batch of sword slashes, the body retreated, holding the spirit stone to recover the spiritual power consumed by this sword, while the team behind stepped forward, and then slashed out a burst of sword light with a brush, and then swapped places with the previous person, and so on.

In fact, this kind of second-stage thorn is very suitable for sword cultivation, the only drawback is that the spiritual energy replenished by the spirit stone is too slow, and there are too many magazines, and as time goes by, the sword cultivation will become weaker and weaker.

They are not like Li Xiaoyi's concern about assistance and control, Fu Xiu can not only weaken the enemy's strength, but also play a certain role in the cultivator's attack power and recovery of aura, and with the blessing of the magic weapon, the effect is immediate.

After a long time, the strength of the two teams could be distinguished at a glance, and the gray-robed old monk originally thought that the Shushan Sword Sect did not need to come again, but after being in danger several times, he had to intervene again.

On the battlefield in the distance, the zombie ghosts under the deep stream are coming up more and more, especially the increase in corpse flesh demons, and the pressure on the Daomen's side begins to multiply.

Just when the original stalemate was about to be broken, the heavy clouds all over the top of the White Bone Mountain, under the golden mang, finally disappeared, and the Sanskrit sound was faint, Li Xiaoyi was in a trance, as if he saw a big Buddha descending into the world.

It is really a very big Buddha, and the Buddha who has become a Dharma on the ground, the two are shining, and when there are golden patterns flashing out, only a Sanskrit chorus that Li Xiaoyi can't understand rings in his ears......