The strength and speed of these Yin corpses in front of him were far inferior to the two half-demon monks he had encountered before, but the vitality was surprisingly tenacious, whether it was a sword chopping knife or a wind blade flame, it was difficult to kill them completely, and after being thrown out a few feet away, it often didn't take much time for the wounds on these Yin corpses to heal slowly and kill again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In contrast, these disciples of the Yuqing Sect were not so comfortable, as qi refining cultivators, the mana that could be stored in their own meridians was extremely limited, and they had consumed a little bit before, and if they continued like this, within half an hour, everyone, including Fang Nan, would die of exhaustion.

I don't know if it's because they already knew this, and the order that Long Yan gave them didn't have to go all out, just stop these Yin Corpses. Anyway, most of the monks present didn't dare to come up with their own means of pressing the bottom of the box after distinguishing the situation in front of them, and Fang Nan did the same, not to mention those killer weapons that he hadn't used much, at this moment, he was just carrying a middle-level long sword, and he hadn't even used the hidden sword bell.

Roar!

Two more Yin Corpses rushed from the right side with their sharp claws, and after Fang Nan unhurriedly blocked it with his long sword, he raised his hand and shot out two fireball talismans, and the fireballs that burst out of them hit the two Yin Corpses in front of the door impartially, and suddenly a raging fire rose from the head of the Yin Corps, forcing the Yin Corpses to retreat again and again.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Fang Nan raised his head slightly, looked over the hills, and looked at the sky, at this time, it had already passed the time of a stick of incense, but Long Yan and the Nandao people were still fighting with the handsome young man, and it seemed that they couldn't tell the winner at all for a while.

This is because, of course

"Monk surnamed Ji...... If that's really the person, shouldn't it be in Taiqingmen?"

Recalling the young man's appearance in his mind, Fang Nan frowned slightly, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

When he saw each other for the first time in mid-air just now, he felt that this person's face was very similar to the royal monk he met in the Fucheng Inn when he first arrived in Da Zhou, but they only had a one-sided relationship with each other back then, and ten years passed in a flash, and their faces were already a little blurred, so they couldn't be sure for a while, but when the other party opened his mouth and claimed that his surname was Ji, the doubt in his heart suddenly dissipated, and he was basically sure that the two were the same person.

However, if it was really this old man of the royal family who had to leave the palace due to the internal strife within the royal family, the other party should be practicing in the Taiqing Immortal Gate at this time, how could he appear here, and it seemed that he had been hiding in the secret and operating the Blood Demon Altar for several years?

"Blood Demon Mark, Hundred Veins Quenching Formula...... Since these are things that only exist in the Taiqing Immortal Sect, there is no doubt that this person did worship the Taiqing Immortal Sect in the first place, but ordinary monks are all proud to worship the Taiqing Sect, and they wish they could stay in it in order to seek the Great Dao, so in this way, this person has either been driven out of the sect, or it is his recent plan, and the harvest is far greater than the gain from continuing to mix in the Taiqing Sect......"

After a slight groan, some of the previously incomprehensible places Fang Nan gradually understood at this moment, and at this moment, another Yin corpse rushed madly from the front, Fang Nan also withdrew his gaze, and waved the long sword in his hand without thinking, and a light blue sword qi came out horizontally, forcing it back again.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him for ten years, the fact that the other party has advanced to build a foundation didn't surprise Fang Nan too much, although the other party can enter the Taiqing Immortal Gate through some ways because of his special identity, but the Taiqing Gate, as an otherworldly giant in the Great Zhou Dynasty, will definitely not recruit some waste into it, even if it is an existence like Sanlinggen, which is regarded as the mainstay of ordinary sects, it may be turned away.

In addition, the cultivation resources of the Taiqing Immortal Sect were far from being comparable to those of the Yuqing Sect, and it was really normal for this person to be able to go from the seventh layer of qi refining all the way to the foundation building in ten years.

While thinking about it, an exclamation suddenly came from not far away: "What is that?"

"Huh?"

Fang Nan was slightly stunned, and followed the prestige, but saw that it was a tall and thin young man from Liuyun Peak, who was looking in the direction of the top of the mountain at the moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

And after hearing this person's shout, most of the disciples of the Yuqing Sect did not hesitate to temporarily repel the nearby Yin corpse and looked towards the top of the mountain, when they saw the scene in the distance, their faces suddenly became extremely difficult to look at like that of the tall and thin youth.

I saw that in front of the dilapidated compound near the top of the hill, there were several yin corpses rushing down the mountain, extremely fast, if they were tripped by the mountain rocks and fell to the ground, they directly used their hands and feet, like hungry wolves, as if they wanted to join the war group here at the fastest speed.

However, the reason why everyone's faces were ugly did not stop there, because most people felt that these Yin corpses were obviously stronger than the ones who were fighting with their group at the moment, and what made people feel even more depressed was that in the distance, faintly, several Yin corpses could be seen, stepping out of the gate of the courtyard one after another.

"The corpse came out of that courtyard, it seems that there must be some ...... inside"

Fang Nan's expression moved, and as soon as this thought rose in his heart, he heard a coquettish shout ringing nearby: "This Yin corpse is endless, it can't be delayed any longer!" Everyone go all out, after removing this batch of Yin corpses, find a way to go to that courtyard to have a look, otherwise, I will be consumed alive sooner or later!"

This voice is quite familiar, it is Tang Zixue, at this moment she is driving the flying sword in her hand to cut down a yin corpse to the ground, and after shouting this in the air, she pinched her fingers and hit the yin corpse that attacked from behind, drenched in sweat, with the picturesque facial features and slightly frowning eyebrows, it looks quite pitiful.

However, when Fang Nan saw this scene, he didn't have the slightest charming thought in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed.

If someone else said this, he might think that this sentence did have some truth after thinking about it for a while or two, and without hesitation, he began to move closer to the courtyard over there, but this sentence came from the mouth of Tang Zixue, who had the most doubts between them, which had to make him think about what special intentions were in this remark.

If he saw Tang Zixue coming out of a small bungalow in embarrassment from the memory of the frost ancient moth before, he just felt a little suspicious, and then Tang Zixue did not meet in time, but ran to chase down the altar, which caused him to be sure that there must be something strange behind this woman's actions.