The sword light flashed a light curtain, and the brothers cooperated tacitly, the body moved, staggered, and a sword formation was formed immediately.

The nearest iron-armored corpse, transformed into black light, almost flashed in place, and had already rushed over.

The cattle and sheep were still whispering, screaming one after another, and several silver-armored corpses stood in place, staring at the light curtain of the sword array with unkind eyes.

Suddenly, the silver-armored corpse that had just sucked blood and ate meat, Huo Ran's eyes were bright, and the sword intent was surging all over Zhou's body, and a long-faced Taoist priest suddenly appeared at some point.

At the moment when he turned around, the sword in his hand was swallowed, and the sword intent was condensed, and he stabbed straight in the chest.

The other silver-armored corpses had already discovered that something was wrong, and when they turned around suddenly, the entire wasteland was already full of monks standing in the air.

The sword light was like rain, the sword intent stirred the mist, and they came one after another, Xu Yu's face was hideous, and the hatred turned into anger, and he swung the sword weapon in his hand and shined brightly.

On the wilderness plain, the sudden arrival of the Dao Gate caught the zombie ghosts who were not in a hurry and had bad intentions a little unprepared.

In an instant, as if the heavy rain was majestic, all kinds of treasure light fell from the sky, crackling and lifting up the black soil, blowing up huge deep pits.

Countless cattle and sheep, as well as the aborigines of the Netherworld Ghost Domain, zombies, and ghosts who had no time to react, flew flesh and blood in an instant, turned into powder, and disappeared into the air in the gorgeous treasure light.

The giant dragon boat with 18 doors had already appeared in the sky, and the monks flew down with the light of escape.

Densely, the entire wilderness plain, up and down is full of cultivators, those iron armored corpses, and silver armored corpses, although strong, but they can't stand the large number of monks, and they were slaughtered in a blink of an eye.

A figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the spiritual power of the real person who robbed the law was unabashedly released.

It was the real person of the Shushan Sword Sect, and he saw him raise his arms and shout: "Formation!"

The children of the various sects gathered in a formation, and Xu Yu led the people to rise into the air and belonged to the back of the enlightened real person.

On one side of the wasteland, there is a bottomless deep stream, the black wind gusts, the corpse qi and the yin qi are mixed together, roaring and roaring, the ground shakes, and as soon as the mind moves, you can perceive that the two walls of rocks are densely packed with zombies that are constantly climbing upward.

The Yin Soul was the first to rush out of the black wind, and the eighteen phalanxes converged into one, and there was one more phalanx, but it was formed by a group of bald monks.

In the face of the impact of the ghost, the monks walked in front of the entire army, folded their hands, chanted Buddhist mantras, the Sanskrit sound was faint, there was golden light through the clouds, led by an old monk, twisted the lotus flower, and said: "The light of the Buddha shines!"

Bathed in golden light, the yin soul with a hideous expression immediately calmed down and disappeared peacefully in front of everyone's eyes.

The old monk twisted his fingers into two openings, one hand supporting the sky, the other hand opening the ground, and a string of Bodhi seeds, turning into colorful colors, actually opened a door to space.

The old monk said lightly: "Six ways open!"

The golden light is like water, and it flows into it slowly, and the black wind in the deep stream, the yin soul is surging like a tide, but all of them are absorbed into it.

The stone bullet on the ground rose, and an iron-armored corpse took the lead in crawling out of the bottom of the deep stream, and its body ejected into the air, and it bit towards the old monk.

Just as it was approaching, a middle-aged monk suddenly flashed out in front of the old monk, his whole body flashed with golden light, and with only one punch, he smashed out the iron-armored corpse whose body strength was comparable to that of a magic weapon.

More and more black-faced zombies climbed up, like swarms of ants, and when the tide came, the Daomen disciples stepped forward to block the old monk behind them, and the magic weapon flew and swept all over the sky.

The offensive was wave after wave, and the black-faced zombies who were killed couldn't take a step forward, and they just climbed the deep stream and became targets, and they were hammered fiercely by the magic weapon.

The ghost toad stood on the top of the mountain, his face was as usual, Tianyi beside him, his face was cold, and the human race turned his face and didn't recognize people, although he had thought of it, he didn't expect it to be so fast.

But the Terrans thought that they would be able to break through the White Bone Mountain in this way, which was a bit of a fool's dream!

On the other side of the wasteland, that is, on the other side of the mountain stream, in the mountains, the sound was like a tide, and gusts of wind whistled out, and the black oppressive piece was like a dark cloud covering the sun, and it pounced.

A disciple next to the Enlightened True Man waved the flag, and nine of the eighteen gates rose into the air and moved forward to the top of the deep stream.

At the same time, the team on the ground also began to move forward, parallel up and down, one to cope with the flying stiffness above, and the other to correspond to the bottom of the deep stream, constantly climbing out of various zombies.

All kinds of treasure light overlapped each other, illuminating the White Bone Mountain, which has not seen sunlight all year round, and on the opposite side of the mountain stream not far away, the army of zombies has begun to assemble in an orderly manner.

The corpse flesh demon is in the front, and then the black-faced zombie is behind, which is mixed with, iron armored corpse and silver armored corpse.

On both sides, there are also the aborigines of the Netherworld Ghost Domain, holding magic weapons in a strict formation.

The Shadow Flying Heavens hovered in the clouds, appearing from time to time, unlike the attacking zombies and flying zombies.

The large army that appeared on the opposite side, covered with defensive armor, had distinct races, were communicative, and had an aura that matched each other, just like the army that broke the Dao Gate Formation at the beginning, but it was even larger in number.

In addition, there are several powerful auras, mixed in the team, which are equivalent to the golden armor corpse of the real person who robbed the law.

The fleet of the six sects of the Dao Sect finally appeared at this moment, hovering in mid-air, and countless cultivators flew away from the dragon boat and gathered in mid-air, including Li Xiaoyi and them.

Bursts of desolate horn sounds resounded between the various mountains of the White Bone Mountain, and there were also drums.

The army on the other side of the mountain stream, with the beat of the drum, let out a sound of "huh, huh", and the domineering killing intent permeated both sides of the entire mountain stream.

The Kunlun clan has been assembled here, and together with the other sect teams, they are at the end of the entire sect's army.

As Murong Yunyan said, they will not be allowed to rush to the front, saying that they are protecting, but on the battlefield of life and death, either you die or I die, and there will be no team that retreats for the sake of retreat.

Li Xiaoyi's heart already had an ominous premonition, the land immortals on this side of the Daomen had not yet appeared, and only the sects headed by the real people of the Enlightenment World were in charge.

The same is true of the White Bone Mountain, the ghost mother has not yet appeared, Li Xiaoyi turned his head and said to Chen Yueling: "When the fight starts, follow me closely, no matter when, the team must not be dispersed!"

Chen Yueling nodded, and then transmitted the sound to Sun Biao behind him, one by one, until everyone approached again, and the tone of the horn suddenly changed.

The flying zombie stopped rushing and killing, and the bottom of the deep stream was silent, but several extremely powerful breaths floated up from below.

There are a total of three golden armor corpses covered in golden light, and this is not counting the hidden army on the other side of the deep stream, but only the first batch to be transformed.

And behind the golden armor corpse, there were dozens of silver armor corpses, as well as iron armor corpses, before this battle, these guys were all monks in the cultivation realm.

Now that the two opposing sides are either you dead or I am alive, it is obvious that the White Bone Mountain regards them as a sharp blade to open the Dao Gate phalanx.

At the moment when the drum and trumpet stopped, the golden armor corpse raised its head and roared, as did the silver armor and iron armor behind it.

The Buddha's light in the clouds stopped, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, Li Xiaoyi's pupils shrank, and he whispered: "It's coming!"