With the reminder of the Holy Spirit of the Dhara Sect, the other monks looked over carefully, and they knew why the Holy Spirit of the Dhara Sect said so, it turned out that the scales on the helmet of the Gazelle were not very easy to block the erosion of the corpse qi, it was shattering.

As Wei Tianya rushed forward quickly, the half of the black scales inlaid on his helmet were constantly emerging new cracks, and at the same time, some crisp "click" sounds were faintly heard.

The more he went inside, the more corpse qi gathered around him, and the scale cracks on Wei Tianya's helmet became denser and denser, and after he advanced fifty or sixty zhang, the scales on the top of his head were already about to crumble, and they couldn't protect him from continuing to move forward at all.

Wei Tianya looked at the stone table dozens of zhang away, gritted his teeth, and pointed a little in front of him with one hand, a black talisman came out of his hand, and with a slight turn in the air, it turned into a black hook.

The black hook came out of his hand, like a black arrow, but half a breath flew to the edge of the stone table, and as soon as it hooked on the emerald green jade Xiao, it was about to be violently withdrawn.

But at this moment, all the black corpse qi on the edge of the stone table gathered, and before the black hook could be withdrawn, the chain in the middle was eroded and broken, leaving only one black hook at the end to resist stubbornly, turning into a drop of black liquid and dripping on the emerald green jade Xiao, but after a breath, it also dissipated.

Seeing this situation, the disappointment in Wei Tianya's eyes was not hidden, he chose to give up, waved his robe, and retreated step by step.

When Wei Tianya took the last step out of the altar, the half of the scales on his helmet slowly turned into a wisp of black qi and gradually dissipated, leaving only a helmet with dim aura.

Flipping his hand and putting the helmet that had lost his spiritual integrity into the storage bag, Wei Tianya looked up to the sky and sighed, and silently walked back to the monk team, his expression depressed.

Everyone looked at Wei Tianya with pity or schadenfreude, whether it was the helmet or the black talisman, they knew at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing, and every thing taken out was afraid that it would cause the old zombie's level to be excited, but it was destroyed in vain, and nothing was gained, and he couldn't even let that Yuxiao fall off the stone table.

Everyone can understand that Wei Tianya's current mood is like wanting to eat a dead child, and he can't say what he is suffering from.

After Wei Tianya, there were the other two Yuan Infant Stage monks of the Taiyi Sect, one of them was in the early stage and the other was in the middle stage, and when it came to means, they were definitely not as good as Wei Tianya, the first scattered cultivator, so after trying more than a dozen methods, they were also in vain.

The Infant Monk's side is over, and then it's the turn of the old zombies.

"Come here. The glamorous and peerless Spirit of the Dhara Sect beckoned lightly to Bai Yi.

Hearing this, Bai Wei hurriedly got up and bowed his head to the side of the Holy Spirit of the Dhara Sect, looking at his appearance, as if he was a close master and apprentice or an elder treating a junior.

"Pull as much as you can get closer, don't force it, this corpse poison is very tight, if the body of the senior aunt is there, it can naturally be lifted, but this is just a distraction, if you are poisoned, it will be a troublesome matter." The mandala flower whispered to Bai Rebellion.

"Yes, in accordance with the law. Bai Wei nodded respectfully.

"Don't put on such a posture and lower your status, since you can cultivate that set of exercises, you are the next generation descendant of your damned master, and you are my nephew. Cultivate well, and the senior aunt will naturally help you dredge it up, build a magic circle, pass down the appropriate pill for you, and assist you in the later stage, and use the Ascension Platform on your own, without risking a little smuggling!" The three-colored robed female cultivator lovingly stroked Bai Yi's head, and then added: "This master of yours has no future, and he can't teach you well at all, a human race, but he gave up his dignified human identity and switched to the zombie sect, even if he succeeds in smuggling in the risk, he is an outlier with no status in the human race." ”

"Although my aunt is now a demon clan, I have to sigh, the current human race is not the human race of thousands of years ago, since the rise of the human race against the sky, it has been invincible, and it is no longer a wild small race, the rapid development and the number of spiritual things often make my aunt, a dignified demon king, envious. I often regret that after the demon disaster, why is it not the human race that returns!" Mandala Hua sighed slightly, naturally using the sound transmission technique, the old zombie could not perceive it.

"Yes!" Bai Ying nodded.

"Okay, there is something about the upper realm, my aunt will tell you in the future, now try to take that spiritual soil, with my wisp of origin support, coupled with the purest nature of your exercises, you should be able to resist temporarily!" The mandala flower slightly sent a wisp of blue-green gas into Bai Yi's mind.

"Bai reversed, in order to help the Holy Spirit Daoist, I will squeeze out a little more essence blood for you, after all, the teacher is a golden corpse, and the essence blood still has some effect on resisting corpse poison!"

After speaking, the old zombie opened his mouth and spat out a small mouthful of golden blood, which hung above Bai Ying's head.

Seeing this, Mandala Hua smiled with satisfaction and nodded at the old zombie in thanks, while the old zombie grinned.

Bai Wei nodded at the old zombie, and walked forward slowly, and at the same time the exercises in his body were suddenly urged, and every step he took, his body became wooden, and the vitality of his whole body skyrocketed, and when he walked to the edge of the altar, he had already turned into a tree man, and his black hair had turned into several long strips.

Bai Wei stood on the edge of the altar, took a deep breath, slapped it in front, and one arm directly turned into a thick branch, extending quickly towards the front, and the target was the spirit bowl that was knocked over by the old zombie.

When the woodened branch of the cypress was stretched out, the golden essence blood of the old zombie turned into a small golden bat again, flying around the woodened arm of the cypress, delaying the erosion of the surrounding corpse qi.

After two breaths, the little golden bat transformed by the old zombie's essence blood was eroded and disappeared by the corpse qi, and the corpse qi was attached to Bai Ying's arm without hindrance, and began to erode Bai Wei's arm, which had extended dozens of zhang.

At this time, a strong burst of anger erupted from Bai Yi's arm, which was diametrically opposed to the corpse qi carried by the surrounding corpse qi, the yin and evil qi, and began to compete with each other, as if a red-hot soldering iron had fallen into ice water.

After two more breaths, Bai Wei's arm grabbed the spirit bowl and began to contract, but at this time, the surrounding corpse qi suddenly became rich, and more than a dozen wisps converged together, and it didn't take long to erode most of the vitality outside Bai Wei's arm.

"That's it!" The mandala flower lightly touched Bai Ying, and a crescent-shaped cyan light slashed at Bai Ying's arm, directly cutting it in two.

The arm that extended to the middle of the altar fell weakly to the ground, and was hugged by more than a dozen wisps of corpse qi, quickly dried up and shrank, and the two breaths turned into flying ashes and dissipated gently, leaving only the small jade bowl at the end to fall to the ground again.

After Bai Yi's hands, this time the jade bowl moved forward again by more than ten zhang, closer to the edge of the altar.

"Well done!" Mandala Hua praised Bai Ying, and then flipped his hand, emitting an emerald green light, covering the wound on Bai Ying's broken arm: "You have cultivated that set of exercises, and the broken arm is not a big deal, and you can grow back after ten years of cultivation." ”

"Yes. Bai Yi nodded, stepped aside, and began to urge the secret method to recover from his injuries.

A fake infant stage actually moved the jade bowl by more than ten zhang, and a group of infant monks had no way at all, not even breaking into the ten zhang inside, this was simply a fantasy, and the infant monks in the distance felt that their realm might be fake.

"It seems to be the practice of the Wood Clan, it's a little strange, isn't this the direct interface of the Human Race, how did the Wood Clan get involved. The antelope muttered secretly in his heart.

"Alright, it's your turn!" the old zombie raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the ten Yuan Infant Monks in the distance.

After another period of discussion and drawing, the final decision was made on the three monks who should come out in this round, the second elder of the Taiyi Sect, Nangong Leng of the Ice God Palace, and the nameless female cultivator of Xiling, as for the Taiyi Sect, the Great Elder Feng Qingyang is bye, and he will use his means after the Mandala Flower Holy Spirit has taken the treasure.

After the candidates were decided, the nameless female cultivator of Xiling and Nangong Leng of the Ice God Palace actually got up at the same time.

"Nangong Palace Master first, little sister and wait!" Xiling Anonymous Female Cultivator smiled and inadvertently touched the storage bag on her waist.

Nangong rubbed his hands coldly, did not refuse, and walked forward slowly, not far away, Nangong Wen, who had been lowering his head, had a slight upturn in his mouth, and his hands shrunk in his sleeves began to pinch the special technique. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~