Tart Baguang's face sank, and he and Tart Ba Yu'er looked at each other and nodded.

The two of them circled one by one, flying towards the upper half of the mountain that was slowly falling.

With two loud noises of "boom" and "boom", the tart and the tart were submerged in the upper half of the mountain.

The next moment, the black palace flew up, and under the black palace, Tart Baguang and Tart Ba Yu'er held the black palace with both hands.

"What kind of zombie is this?" The white-robed old man muttered to himself when he saw Tart Baguang and Tart Ba Yu'er.

Wu Lingzi's face changed, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes, and at this moment, Wang Changsheng's voice sounded in his mind:

"Fellow Wu Dao, what they are, you should know!"

Wu Lingzi turned his head to look at Wang Changsheng, and found that Wang Changsheng was looking at him with a smile.

Wu Lingzi raised his eyebrows, hesitated slightly, and replied: "These two zombies are demon corpses, which are refined from the corpses of demons, and they are very difficult. ”

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng nodded thoughtfully.

"Whatever they are, kill them, and the treasure will be the old man's. Xiong Ming said indifferently.

After speaking, the trident in his hand shook forward slightly, and the three tips of the knife suddenly turned red.

I saw him swing forward slightly, and a red knife flashed out of it, and when the wind saw it, it rose to a hundred zhang long, and shot towards the tart and the tart jade.

Seeing this scene, everyone had no intention of making a move, and planned to stand by and watch.

The speed of the red knife was extremely fast, and it reached the front of the tart in a flash.

Tart Baguang snorted lightly, and a black glow erupted from his vertical eyes, and he greeted it.

As soon as the red sword came into contact with the black glow, it suddenly stopped, and was frozen in the void, motionless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tart Baguang and Tart Ba Yu'er slowly descended.

With a "boom", the black palace slowly landed on the ground, and the ground shook slightly.

"This fellow Daoist, what does this mean?" Tart Baguang looked at Xiong Ming coldly, and asked in a cold voice.

"It's not interesting? The old man doesn't care what you are, hand over the belongings on your body with interest, and the old man can spare your life, otherwise, the old man doesn't mind using this three spirit halberds to cut you to pieces. The corners of Xiong Ming's mouth turned up slightly, and he said indifferently.

When he heard this, his face sank.

Tart Yu'er frowned, and her lips moved slightly.

Tart Baguang's face softened, he groaned slightly, and said: "There is nothing in it, if you want to find treasures, go to other places! There is a small hidden medicine garden five thousand miles to the west, where can you go to find it." ”

"Hmph, Your Excellency treats us as three-year-old children, do you say no, no?" a shrewd-looking man in a yellow robe rolled his eyes and sneered.

"Since you're looking for death, it's no wonder I'm here. Hearing this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body shriveled down, his face turned blue, his fangs were exposed, and his blood-red eyes were full of bloodlust.

The tart pulled out his naked body and shook it, turned into an afterimage, and threw himself towards the yellow-robed man.

Tart Ba Yu'er stood outside the black palace, her face calm, obviously full of confidence in Tart Baguang.

Seeing a zombie rushing towards him, the yellow-robed man's face changed, his right hand was raised, and a yellow shield flew out of it, and after seeing the wind rising, it quickly rotated around him and his two companions, and then, he took out a yellow mirror with his backhand.

The man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth and spewed out two glittering blue short swords, circling around.

As soon as the woman in white flipped her jade hand, there was an extra white silk net in her hand.

At this time, the tart also rushed in front of the three of them.

The yellow mirror in the hand of the yellow-robed man shone brightly, and a thick yellow pillar of light flew out and greeted him.

Because the distance is too close, there is no time to avoid it.

An astonishing scene appeared, as soon as the tart pulled out the light touched the yellow pillar of light, a gray-white stone layer suddenly appeared on the surface of the body, and quickly spread to the whole body, the stone layer became thicker and thicker, and the tart pulled out the light tightly and fell to the ground quickly.

The yellow mirror has the power of petrification.

"Hao Yuan Mirror!" Mu Wanwan's beautiful eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and she said in surprise.

The yellow-robed man couldn't help but show a touch of smugness on his face when he saw the petrified tart pulled out.

The three of them dared to enter the inner valley to hunt for treasures, in addition to the relatively fast speed of the three of them, this Haoyuan mirror contributed a lot, I don't know how many monks of the same level died in the hands of Haoyuan mirror.

The man in Tsing Yi pinched the trick with one hand, and the two cyan flying swords circled one by one, and quickly slashed towards the petrified tart pulling.

At this moment, a layer of black flames appeared on the surface of Tart Baguang's body, and the stone layers on the surface melted one after another.

With two sounds of "Keng" and "Keng", two cyan flying swords slashed at Tart's head, leaving two shallow white marks on his head.

The white light flashed, and a large white net fell from the sky, covering the tart and tightening it.

The woman in white pinched the trick with one hand, and a layer of white flames appeared on the surface of the white net.

The white flames spread along the white net to Tart Baguang's body, and it didn't take long for the white flames to completely drown Tart Baguang's figure.

For a moment, the black and white flames blazed together.

A muffled snort came from the white sea of fire, and a large piece of corpse qi surged out from his body, the white flames slowly became smaller, and the white net also broke apart.

The yellow-robed man's face sank, and with a shake of his hand, a small yellow tripod flew out of it, and after seeing the rise in the wind, it flew to the top of the tart's bald head.

The man in the yellow robe pinched the trick with one hand, and the lid was opened, spewing out a yellow glow, covering the tart and pulling the light.

The body of the tart was rapidly reduced, and after shrinking to a certain extent, it was rolled back into the yellow tripod furnace by the yellow glow, and the lid was automatically closed.

The yellow-robed man's ten fingers quickly pinched the tricks, and several tricks hit the yellow furnace one after another.

Dense yellow runes appeared on the surface of the yellow Ding furnace, and a yellow dragon could be faintly seen swimming on the Ding's body, and there was a scream of tart pulling out the light in the Ding, and the sound sounded very miserable.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-robed man breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, the Huang Yan True Flame released by this Huang Longding was extremely powerful, and he had once refined a Yuan Infant Cultivator, even though the body of the zombie was stronger than that of ordinary monks, but under the calcination of Huang Yan True Flame, it should not be able to support it for long.

But soon, the smile on the yellow-robed man's face froze, the yellow runes on the yellow furnace dimmed, and the yellow dragon also stagnated.

A layer of black flames suddenly appeared on the tripod cover, and the tripod shook violently, as if something was hitting the tripod cover.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-robed man hurriedly pinched the trick, but before he could hit a few tricks on the Yellow Dragon Ding, there was a loud "boom", and the Yellow Ding furnace burst open, and a black light flew out of it.