Suddenly, a disciple went crazy in the palace and said, "Wu He, you lied to me!!"

"Wu He, I don't share the sky with you!"

"Wu He came out to die!"

The disciple had obviously been robbed of his mind and shouted like crazy, and the man rushed to the center of the palace at a rapid pace. Wu He was shocked, and then sneered: "Carving insect skills!"

With a wave of his arm, the disciple exploded into the palace. There was not a drop of blood, only dust. The rest of the disciples were shocked when they saw this scene.

Wu He opened his mouth and said, "Don't go near the temple gate!"

When the sound fell, a few more disciples like the disciple just now, went crazy and rushed towards him, their eyes were scarlet, and their minds were controlled. Seeing this scene, Wu He did not hesitate to kill him.

The disciples who didn't come and stayed away from the gate of the palace were all robbed of their minds, and all of them were injected with an order from the killer Wu He. The madness of the disciples was mixed with their blows outside the formation. No matter how much breath there is, Wu He will not be able to withstand it.

Ten breaths, fifty breaths, 100 breaths......

The natural barrier was visibly shattered, and layers began to fall off. The woman with the folding fan put away her fan, pinched it with both hands, and immediately drilled out the black corpse from the ground. The start was slow, and after ten breaths, their combat power was not inferior to that of any living person.

When Wu Shi saw her summon the corpse puppet, he immediately floated up, hung in the air, and said loudly: "You is disgusting! If you don't engage in these things, you won't be disgusting......

The woman with the folding fan smiled enchantingly: "What? Do you think the slave girl I gave you is not beautiful enough?"

Wu Shi was very disgusted and said: "Bah, you girl! If you want to mention this matter again, Lao Tzu slaughtered you stinky bitch!"

The woman with the folding fan laughed loudly, at this time they were in a very happy mood, the people in the palace were already meat in their mouths, and they could eat as long as they chewed a few bites, so they were laughing outside the palace.

But the ponytail woman is not as easy as the two of them, her purpose is Wu He, as long as Wu He is not dead, she will not be happy for a second.

The corpse puppet almost killed some low-cultivation disciples.

Wu He was still sitting calmly in the center, pinching the trick, and the robe was automatically lifted without wind. Soon a burst of light appeared next to him again, encircling more than a hundred disciples around him.

The ponytail woman said coldly: "Wu He...... You're so shameless!"

"Throne!" "Throne!!" "Throne !!"

The disciples on the periphery saw that Wu He was ignoring them, and they all slapped against the rising barrier.

Those disciples finally understood why there was a difference in position, and the disciples with higher cultivation were all sitting close to Wu He, and the lower they were, the closer they were to the door, and ...... Townspeople who have not cultivated are not allowed to enter the temple.

This is what they call the throne! the 'immortals' that their town used to be proud of. If you can't protect the town, it's just that, and you bring back hatred.

Suddenly, one of them said, "I finally understand...... I finally understand why you want to go back to the town, here is your leyline, you can't open the leyline in Jiuzong Mountain, you ...... Wu He, you actually asked the whole town to bury you!"

Wu He smiled coldly: "You are really the most proud disciple in this seat, you can see through it at a glance." ”

The disciple's eyes widened in horror, and then he smiled abruptly: "You deliberately lured them to seek revenge, just for the sake of your leyline......"

Wu He pinched his hands and said slowly: "I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately you know too much!"

Seeing a female cultivator get up from the ground, she shouted at him, "Wu He, are you still human?

Wu He slapped the female cultivator with his backhand and knocked her out of the formation: "Mouthy!" and continued: "If you don't want to die, sit down in peace, and when I break through the golden pill, I will definitely be able to protect you!"

Most of the disciples wanted to live, and they all pressed it in their hearts for what he had done before, and they all pinched the magic with both hands to transmit spiritual power to strengthen the formation.

Some of the disciples were extremely angry at what he had done, and they were unwilling to continue to transmit spiritual power.

Wu He knew that this was against the way of heaven, but he had been in the realm of fake pills for almost a hundred years, and if he couldn't break through his cultivation, he would be suppressed, and after a hundred years of breaking through the golden pill, his cultivation in this life would stop at the golden pill period, and he would never do anything again. He could only gamble, use Wuzhen's secret techniques, absorb all the spiritual power of Wuzhen's undead cultivators, and break through the realm of fake pills.

He seemed to be able to form a golden pill soon, but there was always a trace of it, but he couldn't make it, which made him very distressed, so he wanted to take a risk.

Jiuzong Shan didn't know anything about this matter, only that he took away the Wuzhen disciples to defend against the feud. And in the history of Wuzhen, there is indeed this account, so it is not carefully investigated. If he asked for help, he would naturally send someone to help, but how dare he ask for help?

Another disciple came to his senses and said, "Wu He!! you are the one who is in charge of this scene! Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Wu He sneered at the scars on his eyebrows and eyes, and looked extremely contemptuous: "Go to hell?

As soon as the sound fell, he waved all the disciples on the periphery out of the formation, and as soon as he came out of the formation, he was faced with a group of bloodthirsty corpse puppets. The pervasive corpse puppet ate those disciples in a matter of moments.

The disciples in the formation shuddered and had to strengthen the formation for him. They are innocent, and none of them want to live. And this feud is only heard, and no one knows if it's true. Now that it's happening, they have to believe it.

There were less than seventy disciples left around Wu He, and the last of the disciples outside the formation was also eaten by the corpse puppet.

The woman with the folding fan walked into the main hall, and the corpse puppet was gone, but she saw the undead suspended outside the formation, all of them were resisting and wandering in the formation, she was suspended in the air, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be the Fake Dan realm!"

There are only people left in the hall in Wuzhen, and the rest are undead, and most of them have been transformed into the spiritual power in Wuhe's body.

Wu Shi and the ponytail woman entered the hall at the same time, followed by the delirious Yi Xiaobai, wielding a big knife in his hand.

Wu Shi was very dissatisfied with the woman who folded the fan for stealing Yi Xiaobai's soul, and said in disgust: "Hurry up and let him stop, it seems that we are too stupid!"

The woman with the folding fan ignored him and said, "Wu Yan, this time you are lucky, he hasn't broken through the fake pill yet." His spirit will be left to me then......"

When the ponytail woman heard this, she smiled for the first time: "The spirit is not, but the remnant soul can." ”

The woman with the folding fan reluctantly compromised: "Okay, I really can't do anything about you...... Tyrannical creatures!"

Immediately afterwards, they said in unison: "Break the formation!!"

Yi Xiaobai was lifted by their three spiritual powers, his whole body shone with Xuanguang, and as soon as he came into contact with the formation, the formation naturally peeled off. All the disciples were shocked, even Wu He was surprised.

How could the formation be broken?

One of them recognized that person was Yi Xiaobai, and shouted: "Yi Xiaobai!! he is Yi Xiaobai!"

"Yi Xiaobai?!" "It's really him!" "Why did he come to slaughter us?"

The discussion gradually started, but the three of them pulled Yi Xiaobai back and said happily: "This little doll is still quite useful, and it can actually absorb the spiritual power of the array spirit......

Wu Yan said: "What kind of supernatural power is he cultivating?"

Wu Shi said: "Just now you said that he had a burst of spiritual qi in his body, I didn't believe it yet, but now I really believe it." Easy to use, easy to use!"

The woman with the folding fan smiled: "If it weren't for the master's order, you would have killed this little doll a long time ago!"

Takeshi laughed out loud.

There were no disciples of Wu Zhen in their eyes, only Wu He alone.

The woman with the folding fan thought for a moment: "You say, do you kill them all, or do you stay? After all, it is the homeland of the two of you......

Wu Yan sneered: "Kill!"

Wu Shi shouted: "Kill!"

Woman with a folding fan: "You two are really not cute at all, so let's kill them." It seems that many of them know the little doll, so let the little doll play with you. ”

Yi Xiaobai was lowered from the air by her, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and there was no big knife in her hand, as long as she saw someone, she would directly tear that person apart, and the blood splashed all over her body, and the remaining blood on the ground was sucked into the ground, not dirty the ground under the woman's feet.

The woman with the folding fan suddenly laughed: "I am getting happier and happier with this little doll......" A spiritual power was transmitted again in Yi Xiaobai's body, and his scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal color, but they were still sluggish.

The woman with the folding fan greeted him lovingly: "How can a little doll do such a thing? Come, come, stand with me, and watch them." ”

Yi Xiaobai walked to the folding fan woman in a daze. After a breath, the corpse golem reappeared, fighting with the disciple. The cultivation of these disciples is below the foundation and above the fifth level of qi cultivation.

And the combat power of the corpse golem is almost the same as theirs, so the corpse golem does not have the upper hand, and it will be a tie. Wu Shi and Wu Yan both shot at Wu He.

Wu He saw through at a glance that the cultivation of the two of them was almost the same, one was the Great Perfection in the middle stage of foundation building, and the other was in the late stage of foundation building. Although there is a distance between him and the Great Perfection in the later stage of his own foundation, the two of them will attack together, and they will not have the upper hand.

And the woman who cultivated the folding fan who was taller than both of them completely ignored the fight between the three of them. controlled the corpse puppet, and they had a lot of fun with Yi Xiaobai.

She didn't want to kill these disciples at once, they were all grinding slowly. Standing one step ahead of Yi Xiaobai, he trained him with interest: "To manipulate the corpse puppets, you have to take good care of them, for example...... Feed them some high-level spirits, remnant souls, or spiritual powers...... The natural body is not needed, the higher the cultivated body, the older the more unpalatable!"

"Little dolls, do you hear clearly? Don't feed them the flesh of the high cultivation, they are picky eaters...... For example......" She raised her hand slightly, and a spiritual power struck into a disciple's chest, and that disciple's body exploded. It all happened in the blink of an eye: "Like this...... The flesh of this little doll is delicious, and the corpse puppets are scrambling to eat it, but ...... These little dolls have no spirit, and the remnant soul has no nutrition. Remember, as long as you feed the flesh, the corpse golem will be stronger. ”

Those disciples had never seen the scene of corpse puppets eating flesh with their own eyes before, but now this scene happened in front of their eyes, and some disciples were sick to their stomachs for a while, and the smell of blood only disappeared in the moment of bursting.

"Yi Xiaobai!" "Sure enough, it's Yi Xiaobai!"

The woman with the folding fan smiled happily when she heard this: "Little doll, it turns out that your name is Yi Xiaobai?"