After breaking through the Bronze Man Formation, Lu Chen quietly released the Celestial Crystal Ant Colony, ordering them to be ready to fight at any time, as long as they found an enemy, whether it was a monk, a demon beast or other terrifying monster, they would be killed directly.

As soon as everyone entered the palace, they found the existence of several side halls, on which were written magic weapons, exercises, and pills.

More than 300 monks rushed up and rushed into these side halls to rummage.

The more than ten monks who rushed into the side hall of the magic weapon first each received a seventh-order magic weapon, and even one of them even obtained an eighth-order lower-grade magic weapon.

Some of the monks who rushed into the side hall of the Gongfa first each got a secret book that recorded a seventh-order spell, these spells may be useless in the eyes of the Avatar Monks, but for these Yuan Infant Stage Monks, they are very rare treasures.

And the monks who rushed into the pill hall first also got several bottles of seven-grade pills each, some of which were used to quickly restore spiritual power, some were used to heal quickly, and some could increase a certain amount of cultivation after taking them, which made these monks laugh proudly.

The others were a little slower, and after entering the side hall, they found that the shelves were empty, and they were naturally indignant in their hearts, and those monks who got the treasures were very high-profile, which made most of the empty-handed monks even more dissatisfied, and they began to breed an evil thought in their hearts, as long as these monks who got the treasures were killed, the treasures in their hands would not be their own.

Finally, there was a Yuanying Great Perfection monk who started to do it, and his target was a Yuanying early stage monk, it was this person who obtained an eighth-order lower grade magic weapon, and this person was still immersed in extreme joy, but he didn't know that he had become a prey in the eyes of others.

At this moment, a dagger plunged into the heart of this early Yuan Infant monk, this person instantly lost his breath, and his storage bag was taken away by the Yuan Infant Great Perfection monk in an instant.

After some people took the lead, the others also sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked the monks who had obtained the treasures.

For a while, the screams came and went, the scene was extremely bloody, everyone was red-eyed, and at this time, regardless of whether they got the treasure or not, the people who didn't like it became the target of venting. An hour later, there were only about twenty of the more than 300 monks left, and no one noticed that the corpses of the dead monks were quietly changing, and the originally bulging corpses had turned into dry corpses in a few breaths, and it was obvious that the essence blood of these corpses had been absorbed by the silver armored puppets in the three coffins.

At this moment, these three puppets emitted dazzling golden light, obviously they had completely evolved into golden corpse puppets, and their strength was no different from that of ordinary human god-incarnation early stage monks, but they were slightly less flexible in their movements.

The monks of the Demon Refining Sect were relatively united, everyone gathered together, and some monks who were not long-eyed attacked them, and they were destroyed by the Divine Monarch in the team when they raised their hands.

Needless to say, the Yin Corpse Sect was their home field, so naturally there were no casualties.

Most of the people who entered the tomb this time were in the Yuan Infant Stage, and the rest were Jindan Stage cultivators, and the two Transformation God Monarchs of the Demon Refining Sect and the Yin Corpse Sect were the highest cultivation beings.

Sensing that the three silver corpse puppets had successfully evolved, Ji Gaoyang's face showed ecstasy, counting Elder Chen in the sect, now that he has four God Monarchs, this person has made up his mind in his heart, except for Zhang Zijin who has a living mouth, everyone else has to die.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, you people, you people are being played with between applause, don't say anything, just give you a little profit, you can deny each other and calculate each other. Ji Gaoyang said with a sneer.

"Who are you, and who are you to speak of us?" said one of the monks.

"Who am I? This is a sacrificial place of my Yin Corpse Sect, which was specially built to lure monks like you to come and hunt for treasures, the purpose is to kill you all, you know, the essence blood of the monks is the favorite of the silver corpse puppets of my sect. ”

"Ji Gaoyang, it turns out that this is a game from the beginning, you first let people act in a play, and then kill them, and then lead us into the tomb to hunt for treasure, I have to say, your plan is very successful. Zhang Zijin said.

"Zhang Zijin, you only understand now, is it too late?" haha!" Ji Gaoyang smiled proudly.

"You have a God Transformation Divine Monarch, and our Demon Refining Sect also has it, so are you so sure that your Yin Corpse Sect will win?" Zhang Zijin said coldly.

"Don't forget that there are more than twenty monks here, and we are advancing and retreating together with the Daoists of the Demon Refining Sect!" someone said.

These monks quickly leaned over to the side of the Demon Refining Sect and began to confront the more than ten monks of the Yin Corpse Sect.

"Haha, do you think this is all the strength of our Yin Corpse Sect? Now, let you see how powerful our Yin Corpse Sect's Golden Corpse Puppet is!" As he spoke, Ji Gaoyang made a few moves.

Soon, in the depths of the palace, three dazzling golden lights emitted, and everyone looked at them and found that they were three coffins.

The next moment, three terrifying auras suddenly came out of it, accompanied by sharp screams.

After the three coffins were opened, three people came out of them, their faces stiff, and they were not alive at first glance.

Everyone secretly said in their hearts that something was wrong, and the aura of these puppets was obviously the Divine Monarch.

"Golden corpse puppet, give it to me! Except for the white-robed monk who was captured alive, no other personality should be killed!" Ji Gaoyang ordered.

The three puppets swished back in the direction of the Demon Refining Sect monk.

On the side of the Demon Refining Sect, the ordinary monks were so frightened that they forgot to defend, even the Avatar Divine Monarch was pale at the moment, there were four Avatar Cultivators on the other side, no matter how he struggled today, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape the fall.

At this moment, an extremely cold aura appeared in the hall, enveloping the entire palace, the ground was condensed with frost, and the pillars in the hall were covered with pieces of ice.

The elder surnamed Chen of the Yin Corpse Sect reacted extremely quickly, and sacrificed a defensive magic weapon to protect himself and Ji Gaoyang tightly.

The rest of the Yin Corpse Sect was shrouded in this cold air, and their clothes were covered with hoarfrost, and soon, the bodies of these dozen or so monks were stiff, their faces turned pale, and the vitality in their bodies quickly dissipated, and after a while, these people were all frozen to death by the cold air.

"Who, who the hell is it!" Ji Gaoyang was furious, it was originally a stable situation, but now there was such a change, even the elder surnamed Chen could only barely defend against the attack of this cold qi.

The golem at the front was suddenly covered in a burst of frost, slowed down, and then turned into an ice sculpture.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third puppets also turned into ice sculptures.

Everyone on the side of the Demon Refining Sect began to cheer, the monks are also human, they are also afraid of death, and now that the situation of certain death has taken a turn, they can't help but cry with joy.

Taking advantage of the moment when the elder surnamed Chen of the Yin Corpse Sect lost his mind, the Divine Transformation Cultivator of the Demon Refining Sect seized the opportunity and launched three attacks, and after a few breaths, the three ice sculptures were instantly smashed into pieces, and the three golden corpse puppets were completely destroyed.

For the Yin Corpse Sect, the price of cultivating a golden corpse puppet is so great, and now it is not easy to produce three, but they were killed in an instant, which made Ji Gaoyang and the elders surnamed Chen feel from heaven to hell at once.

"You destroy the supreme treasure of my Yin Corpse Sect, my Yin Corpse Sect and you are incompatible!" Ji Gaoyang shouted angrily with a hideous look on his face.

"Gao Yang, it's important to save your life, the Demon Refining Sect has the help of its predecessors, we are weak now, and it is the best policy to retreat quickly. The elder surnamed Chen sent a message to Ji Gaoyang.

After being reminded by the monk surnamed Chen, Ji Gaoyang gradually regained his composure.

At this moment, these two people no longer have the idea of fighting to the death with the cultivators of the Demon Refining Sect, and saving their lives is the most important thing.

Ji Gaoyang and the elder surnamed Chen frantically flew towards the exit of the palace, but before they could fly far, they found that hoarfrost had also begun to appear on their bodies, and after careful identification, they found that these hoarfrost were actually seventh-order demon beast Tianjing ants, which frightened the two of them, and the two hurriedly resorted to various means to get rid of Tianjing ants, but everything was in vain.

A moment later, there were two more ice sculptures in front of everyone.

Zhang Zijin was also a decisive person in killing, and under his instruction, the two ice sculptures were instantly smashed into pieces by the cultivators of the Demon Refining Sect, and Ji Gaoyang, the youngest son of the Great Elder of the Yin Corpse Sect, and the elder surnamed Chen completely fell.

Then, the Celestial Crystal ant colony crawled towards the exit of the palace, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

"Thank you seniors for saving me!" said the forty or so monks who had not died in the catastrophe saluted respectfully to the void.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see this senior master appear, everyone knew that many masters were weird tempers, maybe saving them was just a whim, since the seniors were unwilling to come out to meet them, everyone also extinguished the idea of thanking them in person.

After a few moments, everyone walked out of the tomb and returned to the Ancient Desert again.