The Heavenly Demon Corpse spit out a few mouthfuls of essence corpse qi, added a few shields to himself, and then sat down directly, holding the six drops of blue-black eyebrow blood in the palm of his hand, chanting words, and thinking about some strange spells.

Seeing this, Qing Yi Jushi seemed to remember something, his face changed for the first time, and he stepped forward suddenly, and the terrifying coercion of the black compass in the sky actually took the initiative to abandon the colorful girl, and all concentrated on the Tiansha corpse.

"Peng, Peng, Peng.......", the shields around the Heavenly Demon Corpse shattered layer by layer, and in just seven or eight breaths, all the eight layers of shields were crushed, and the speed was incredible.

The Heavenly Demon Corpse raised its eyebrows slightly, glanced around, gritted its teeth, and silently urged the gold and silver wings behind it, half-pressed forward, and protected its whole person in the middle, while it itself was still urging the unknown spell with all its might.

"Moshi!" Qing Yi Jushi snorted coldly, and the giant 'compass' in the sky slowly descended, like a collapsed sky, with unparalleled terrifying coercion, forming a grinding disc with the earth, wanting to wear out all the living beings in it.

Every time the 'compass' descended ten zhang, the force of the squeezing force below increased by about one percent, and it had just dropped three or four breaths, and the pressure around it was already terrifying to the extent that even the great monks could hardly gain a foothold.

At the same time, a black vortex appeared in the center of the 'compass', revealing a powerful suction, pulling the Heavenly Demon Corpse below, trying to pull it in and grind it.

The Heavenly Demon Corpse was trying his best to resist while urging the spell, but it was useless, not to say that he was distracted, even if it attacked with all its might, it would not be possible to survive more than half an hour under the terrifying power of the 'compass'.

The Heavenly Demon Corps rose from the ground and slowly flew towards the black vortex in the center of the grinding disc.

Staring at the battle in the distance, Han Ming suddenly remembered something while being amazed, his face changed, and he asked in a deep voice at the spirit beast bag: "This Qingyi monk is really your corpse puppet? This is wrong, he is so strong, how did you capture him, and how did you refine him into a corpse puppet? Your cultivation is not enough at all." Qingyi Jushi is a person from more than 100 years ago, it can't be that your father crossed time and space to capture him!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and continued to ask: "And since it is a corpse puppet, it shouldn't have much spiritual intelligence, but at this time, who is urging him! Who is fighting with the Heavenly Demon Corpse and the Turkic old guy!"

Xiaoice Feng was silent and did not answer.

"How much are you hiding from me!" Han Ming asked in a deep voice.

Xiaoice Feng was still silent and did not answer.

"Don't toast and don't eat and drink!" Han Ming snorted coldly, and his spiritual power probed into the spirit beast bag, and with a slight entanglement, he was about to take out the little egg laid by Xiaoice Phoenix.

After feeding so many elixirs, it is time to have some effect, these days looking at Xiaoice Feng's doting and gentle eyes on the little egg, you know that she is not a desperate person, and she does not believe that she can risk her own heirs.

"You'd better not move, for the sake of you saving this girl's child, I will spare your life soon!" Xiaoice Feng's cold voice came out, and his tone was cold and abnormal.

"It's really funny!" Han Ming's face turned cold when he heard this, and he silently retreated to the back, the situation was wrong, go first, leave this place of right and wrong first, and wait until he got to a safe place, and he was forcing Xiaoice Feng to ask for details!

Han Ming was about to use his escape to leave here, but the battle situation over there had changed again, the Heavenly Demon Corpse was pulled to the edge of the black vortex in the center of the 'compass', and the two wings comparable to magic weapons were pulled in, without any resistance power, it was directly crushed, and the next moment its legs were pulled in again, and it also had no power to resist.

Just when the Heavenly Demon Corpse was crushed by the vortex and seventy percent of its body was shattered, and its chest had been ground up, its spell was finally successful, only to see it take the initiative to spurt out a mouthful of blood, which merged into the six blue-black blood in front of him, and then the two kinds of blood merged in the middle, and turned into a thumb-length villain, just like the appearance of a Qingyi monk.

With the last shout of "curse kill" from the Heavenly Demon Corpse, the expressionless Qingyi monk in the distance suddenly showed a painful look on his face, and the mana of his whole body instantly exploded into disorder, and he could no longer urge the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners or the 'Compass'.

The 'compass' trembled, and the humming dissipated after a few clicks, and only the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Corpse fell from mid-air, and finally escaped with a life, but after casting that curse, it also injured its own origin, and there was not much strength left.

Not far away, Qingyi Jushi also fell from the sky, half-kneeling on the ground, spitting out dirty blood, and the exposed skin began to rot, spuffing up poisonous sores larger than a dragon's eye, and when they grew to the size of an egg, they burst open, splashing a large piece of fishy juice.

The aura of Qingyi Jushi itself is rapidly decaying, and his vitality is also fading, from head to toe, there is a strong smell of decay, like a half-living corpse crawling out of a coffin.

"Roar!" Qing Yi Jushi roared, a blue flame flashed lightly under his feet, and he disappeared into the desert, he suddenly collapsed to the ground as if he had been pulled out of his backbone, but two breaths turned into a skeleton lying in the thick black water.

Qing Yi Jushi, who is among the best among the great cultivators and is second to none, was really killed by the strange spell of the Heavenly Demon Corpse, and he had almost no power to resist, but he was not a loss, and in the case of one to two, he also beat the two opposite side half to death.

After a big battle, there was a brief lull here, and the Heavenly Demon Corpse and the Turkic Old Woman were also severely damaged, and they really couldn't lift their spirits to continue to do something, just sitting cross-legged on the ground, trying to recover their mana.

A blood-colored figure flashed slightly, appeared in the place where Qingyi Jushi fell, raised his hand, grabbed the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner in his hand, and then turned around without hesitation and flew away into the distance.

"Shuzi Er dare!" Seeing this, the Heavenly Demon Corpse was furious, completely ignoring the injury, using a top-level wind control technique, quickly catching up with Chiyu Qi, and slamming it down.

The Heavenly Demon Corpse is a tenth-order demon, and the ordinary Great Monk is not its opponent at all, although it is also seriously injured now, and it does not have much mana, but it is still effortless to deal with a small Yuan Infant Stage, and it will seriously injure this daring kid with one punch.

For the Heavenly Demon Corpse to block it, Chi Yuqi seemed to have expected it, and without hesitation, he pulled the blue-black wooden sword behind him, and slashed out the sword behind him without looking at it, hitting the arm of the Heavenly Demon Corpse.

Chiyu Qi and the Tiansha Corpse flew out upside down at the same time, Chiyu Qi snorted, took advantage of the situation to disappear in a flash, and fled into the distance, and the Tiansha Corpse brought out a 'mist' in the process of flying upside down.

After retreating more than 100 zhang, the Heavenly Demon Corpse stopped, looking at the 'mist' that slowly dissipated not far away, his face was full of horror, if it hadn't reacted quickly and tore off his right arm, it was afraid that it would have also turned into a lifeless 'mist'.

"What kind of weapon, it's like this!" The Heavenly Demon Corpse looked at the back of Chi Yuqi fleeing, and didn't dare to chase it.

After realizing that something was wrong, Han Ming didn't dare to stay, and fled directly towards the outside of the Pangu Plateau, but he flew for three or four hours, but he never flew out, and his goal was still the desert, as if there was no end.

"You can't escape, the immortal soldiers are about to take shape, and they can already exert some power, don't say it's you, even if you come in the incarnation period, don't even want to go out!" Xiaoice Feng's faint voice came out, and then after thinking about it, he added: "If you don't kill me, I won't kill you, let me go, tell me your origins, I promise you can get out alive!"

"It's about to take shape, how is it possible, isn't it still a hundred years, the two immortal root fruits are still ripe early!" Han Ming was shocked when he heard this, and immediately said in a deep voice.

"Those two immortal roots, two immortal soldiers, heh, they can never mature, because they can only be nourishment, and what can mature can only be another weapon, which can wipe out the world, the way of heaven, the law, the law, the aura, the demonic energy, the underworld, the five elements, yin and yang, time, space, reincarnation, everything, everything you can think of!" I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fan Dao" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~