"Hmph, the vast upper realm, how can you help this seat!" The old zombie slapped the black bell violently, and suddenly a handful of three-colored powder sprinkled out one after another, drifting away with the wind.

With another shock, the dark green wooden sword fell out of the black bell, and then was grabbed in his hand by the old zombie with a slight move, and the joy in his eyes was not disguised.

After looking at it for a while, the old zombie was about to put the wooden sword in his hand into the storage bag as soon as he turned his hand, but he flipped his hands twice in a row, but there was no effect at all, and the dark green wooden sword was still grasped by him in the palm of his hand.

"I can't even put it in the storage bag, it seems that this thing is even more extraordinary than I imagined, forget it, let's talk about it when I get back!" the old zombie muttered to himself, and then threw it away slightly, and the dark green wooden sword flew back into the black bell.

At this time, Bai Yi also leaned forward and respectfully handed over the bowl of Heavenly Desolate Spiritual Land, without moving at all.

The old zombie did not refuse, turned over his hand and put away the spirit bowl and spiritual soil, and the mandala flower Holy Spirit's plan was all made for it to make a wedding dress.

After packing everything up, the old zombie opened his mouth and swallowed the black bell into his mouth, looking at the group of stunned monks around him with a smile, his eyes rolling back and forth in front of everyone, and a trace of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know how long Your Excellency plans to imprison the disciples of this sect!" The old zombie's gaze finally fell on the antelope, and after two turns, it stared at Han Ming's mutilated right palm.

"Disciple of your sect, what are you talking about, why can't Yuan understand, when did Yuan imprison the disciple of your sect, this little monk voluntarily worships Yuan as a teacher, he is Yuan's disciple!"

"The junior is indeed the disciple of the Yuan senior!" Han Ming said intermittently, anyone who looked at it knew that these words were said under control, not from Han Ming's original intention.

"Okay, well, in that case, then the source Daoist friend is at his own convenience, that kid from the Taiyi Sect, it's your turn!" the old zombie sneered, and sat down on the ground with his eyes closed and meditated.

The antelope didn't care about the coldness of the old zombie at all, smiled gently at Feng Qingyang, and then looked at the dead corpse in the middle of the altar and the remaining spiritual objects on the altar.

Feng Qingyang gave the antelope a friendly smile back, and then slowly stepped out, sat cross-legged in front of the altar, opened his hand and took out a red-gold lotus, holding it in both hands and urging it with all his might.

As soon as Fang saw this red-golden lotus, the antelope immediately couldn't help but exhale softly, "Listen to the Buddha Golden Lotus!" The next look at Feng Qingyang was a little strange. At this time, the old zombie looked at this side, and there was some surprise in his eyes, although he couldn't recognize the origin of this golden lotus, but with his knowledge, he could naturally see that this golden lotus was extraordinary, and it should be some kind of secret weapon.

"What is listening to the Buddha Golden Lotus, do you know?" Han Ming silently asked the antelope through the Blood Soul Card.

"Listening to the Buddha Golden Lotus is a kind of secret treasure of the Buddha's way, it is the skill of the mud Bodhisattva in the Seven Huang Eight Sons, the mud Bodhisattva at that time was the head of the Seven Huang Eight Sons, and his cultivation was only one line lower than the demon general, and he was the top five masters of the ancient human race!

"Although this Feng Qingyang's Buddha Golden Lotus is not a ninth grade, it has already reached the sixth grade, which is very good, and it has a good cultivation potential!"

Han Ming nodded silently and continued to look at the crimson golden lotus in Feng Qingyang's hand, wanting to see what means this No. 1 cultivator of the Netherbone Continent had and whether he could shake the spiritual objects on the stone table.

With Feng Qingyang's urging, the red-golden lotus flower slowly unfolded, and the six petals with metallic luster slowly vibrate, sprinkling out wisps of faint Buddha light, gathering at the lotus platform, condensing into a small person sitting cross-legged.

The villain sitting in the middle of the lotus platform is solemn, holding a demon-descending pestle in one hand, a small bowl in the other, and a special halo suspended behind his head, as if the Buddha manifested in the world.

Gently raising his hand, listening to the Buddha Golden Lotus slowly rising into the air, the surrounding raging flames burned up a thick golden flame, and the sound of "Peng" suddenly disappeared in place, with a red golden tail flame rushed into the altar.

I don't know what the golden flame outside the Buddha Golden Lotus is, it actually competes with the surrounding corpse qi, not retreating, the two phases are consumed, and they are rapidly decaying, and after a while, three wisps of golden flames and a wisp of corpse qi dissipate at the same time.

From the time of taking the treasure to now, there have been more than a dozen monks who have taken the treasure, including the old zombie and the mandala flower spirit, but none of them can take the initiative to destroy the black corpse qi, and they are all passively subjected to the erosion of the corpse qi.

Listening to the Buddha Golden Lotus is the first means to destroy a wisp of corpse qi, and it is worthy of being a secret weapon to defeat yin and evil demons!

Seeing this scene, the old zombie stood up suddenly, and for the first time there was a look of surprise on his face, the corpse qi on the altar was actually burned and melted, which was unimaginable, and at the same time, the other monks around him also had different expressions, and all their minds were concentrated on the golden lotus.

"Go!" Feng Qingyang pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and the golden flame around the Golden Lotus of the Buddha was sheng, forcing the corpse qi that was blocked around him to retreat, and quickly approached the stone platform one hundred and ten zhang away, and it was just a breath to the stone platform, during which the golden flame dissolved two wisps of corpse qi.

Just when he heard that the Buddha Golden Lotus sprinkled a Buddha light and covered the dead corpse, and was about to sweep out the Dharma clothes on the dead corpse and all the spiritual objects on the stone table, the many corpses on the altar seemed to be angered, and they trembled slightly at the same time, and more than seventy percent of the corpse qi gathered over.

**Ten wisps of corpse qi gathered at the same time and surrounded the Golden Lotus of the Buddha, nearly twice as many as the number of people surrounding the Mandala Flower Holy Spirit.

Although this listening Buddha golden lotus is a forbidden weapon re-refined from the wreckage obtained by Feng Yuanliu from the Hades Demon Pool, and the golden flame in it is also the remnant fire of the nine-grade golden lotus in ancient times, but after all, it is outnumbered, and under the siege of many corpses, it decayed without holding a breath.

The six-petal golden petals fell from the lotus platform, turning into a little golden aura and dissipating around the stone table and disappearing, and without the obstruction of the petals, the corpse qi suddenly poured onto the lotus platform and covered the golden little Buddha in the middle.

The corpse qi was approaching, and the little Buddha on the lotus platform turned into a wisp of red golden flame, and then the end of the flame swung slightly, pulling the surrounding five wisps of corpse qi into it and directly exploding.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's face suddenly turned like ashes, his fists were clenched together, looking at his sad appearance, it was not at all inferior to the grief of Nangong Wen when Bing Nangong died coldly, everything was beyond words.

The other Taiyi Sect monks were also depressed, like mourning and taking a test, and their mood was extremely low, and several other Yuanying were looking forward to this, with different expressions on their faces, some frowning, some shaking their heads, and some sighing silently, of course, this was only on the surface, what they thought in their hearts, except for themselves, no one knew.

Although this Listening Buddha Golden Lotus dissipated, it also destroyed nearly ten wisps of corpse qi!

The old zombie in the distance had a very unsightly face, and looked at Feng Qingyang coldly, with no hiding of killing intent in his eyes, although it was not yet possible to completely subdue the corpse qi on the altar, and he could only refine a wisp in a hundred years, but the old zombie had already regarded these corpse qi as his own.

It was precisely because of these Origin Corpse Qi that it didn't care about the temptation of the space node, and chose to attack the Mandala Flower, because it was confident that with these Corpse Qi, it was enough to cultivate to the later stage and safely ascend on its own!

This Taiyi Sect's Feng Qingyang destroyed nearly ten wisps of corpse qi, that is, destroyed a portion of its cultivation in the future, which is definitely an unforgivable sin!

The old zombie is angry, but he hasn't done it directly to Feng Qingyang, after all, there is a gazelle on the side, and he may have to join forces with Taiyi Sect, in this case, the plan to continue to take the treasure will be in vain.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, now you are not in a hurry, let this kid of Taiyi Sect continue to jump, even if there is no chance to kill him now, then leaving the Fallen Immortal Plain, there are many opportunities, a golden corpse wants to kill a great monk, it is still laborious!

The old zombie exhaled lightly, sat back in his original position, and looked at the antelope, now except for this monk who suddenly appeared and was suspected of being a ghost baby, everyone else had made a move!

"Yuan Mou said, I'm just here to watch, do you still need to take the treasure, if no one wants to take the treasure, then Yuan Mou will go!" The antelope stretched out a palm the size of a fan, held the collar on the back of Han Ming's neck, glanced around, and said with a smile.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked over, puzzled, they didn't believe in the words of the antelope, how could someone come here but not use means to get the treasure, after all, the cultivation of the immortal world is mutually restrictive, but no one's cultivation is high enough to be able to take the treasure, before Feng Qingyang, Nangong Leng is an example, all of them shook the spiritual objects on the stone table.

If the cultivation is low, it doesn't mean that the treasure can't be taken out, in case there is some kind of means that is not monitored by the corpse qi, and it is unknown to come and go freely and take the treasure at will!

"None of you want to take the treasure? Na Yuan is not accompanied, gone, there will be a period later!" the antelope strode and walked towards the bottom of the holy mountain.

The gazelle was really planning to leave, which made everyone even more confused.

The old zombie thought for a while, focused on Han Ming's right hand, and then looked at the dead corpse behind the stone table in the distance, and snorted coldly: "Do you want to leave?

The old zombie spit out the corpse bell, turned into a black bell, and smashed it directly at the antelope, and even started to move without saying a word.

"Yuan won't play with you anymore, and it will be indefinite!" The antelope laughed twice, turned into a black light, and flew away towards the bottom of the holy mountain with Han Ming.

"Where to go!" the old zombie shook his arm, and two huge wings covered with golden hair spread out from behind it, flapping continuously, and chased after the antelope.

The antelope and the old zombie turned into two rays of light, one black and one gold, chased and fled at a speed that was unattainable in the infancy, disappeared in the square on the top of the mountain, and completely disappeared in the eyes of everyone not long after.

Bai Yi looked at the ten Yuan Infant Stage around him, was stunned for a moment, didn't think about it, and chased the old zombie breath down the holy mountain, none of the Yuan Infant Stage monks present did anything to him, and he didn't dare, after all, the old zombie just left, and he couldn't turn back in the next quarter of an hour.

"It's scattered, the treasures are in front of you, it's out of reach, it's better to take advantage of the last time to collect some spiritual things, the concubine body is no longer here to waste time with you!"

"Wei won't stay anymore, you will have a period later!" Wei Tianya smiled and also turned around and left.

Looking at the direction of Nangong Leng's death, Nangong Wen closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and sighed, didn't say anything, and left in the footsteps of the first two.

Everyone left one after another, and the monks of the Taiyi Sect glanced at each other, all of them saw the sadness in each other's eyes, and they all looked like they had eaten a dead child, but after this sorrow was maintained for two incense sticks, it changed at the same time.

The monks of the Taiyi Sect all had slightly curled up at the corners of their mouths.

"Okay, they're gone, at least no one within twenty miles!" Feng Qingyang squinted his eyes and said slowly.

"Wow, you're so tired!" complained the barefoot nun from Taiyizong.

"We have to continue to perform, at least we have to let those people know that we really have nothing to do, and we are leaving!" Feng Qingyang glanced at the direction where he heard the six petals of the Buddha Golden Lotus falling, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Let's go, let's also 'leave' here, otherwise it will make those people suspicious!"

"Hmm!" The monks of the Taiyi Sect all nodded, and under the leadership of Feng Qingyang, they walked towards the bottom of the Holy Mountain one after another.

After half a pillar of incense, there was no one in the square at the top of the holy mountain!

But at this moment, the little black-gold insect that had been ghostly came out of the hand of the dead corpse in the middle of the altar and stuck it to the index finger of the dead corpse's right hand, screaming sadly, as if no one was around.

The extremely poisonous corpse qi around them didn't seem to sense the existence of the black and gold insects, and none of them gathered around.

After screaming for half a column of incense, the black-gold insect opened its small mouth full of fangs and bit the index finger of the dead corpse's right hand, like a python swallowing a large prey, and swallowed slowly.

At this time, the fingers of the dead corpse's right hand trembled slightly, and it turned into another spirit worm that was similar to the black and gold insect, but at this time, this spirit insect had lost its vitality, and it could not die anymore. II Immortal Mortal Dao