Hearing this exclamation, everyone stopped the scuffle and turned their heads to look at the blood pool in the center, only to see that the blood pool stirred up a deep whirlpool, and the statue in the center slowly rose from the ground.

A blood-red bell flew out with a thud and landed firmly on the statue's palm.

"Rob!"

I don't know who shouted, the dead tree and the dustless real person glanced at each other, and there was a strong killing intent in their eyes, as long as they won this corpse control bell, then they could control the absolute control in this cave mansion, and the two of them both deeply understood this.

"Dustless old horseman, if you don't want to be wiped out, get out of the way. "The dead tree flew up to pick up the corpse bell on the palm of the statue.

"You want to be beautiful!" Wuchen's face turned green, what kind of reason was this? He didn't want to change the big seal in his hand and blast it at the dead tree.

The dead tree greedily controlled the corpse bell, and he gritted his teeth and waved out the bone flag.

"Boom!" powerful mana fluctuations swept through the heavens and the earth.

Wuchen Zhenren's face turned pale, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, after all, the dead tree was the storage of the half-step Jindan at the peak of the foundation building, and his mana was far superior to that of Wuchen Zhenren.

At this moment, the pool of blood suddenly stopped churning, and then spun rapidly and condensed into a pillar of blood that lifted the statue into the sky, causing the dead tree to grasp the void.

"The elders helped me. Wuchen Zhenren shouted loudly, and saw that a treasure of the town sect was placed in front of him, but there was always a clown who jumped off the beam to stop him, and he vomited blood happily, you must know that the Zombie King Cave Mansion was the first to be discovered and entered.

Now insert a ghost king sect headed by a dead tree, I am afraid that there will be a lot of harvest in it, it is really a praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch behind, the more the dustless real person thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, and the big seal in his hand is urged to blast towards the dead tree in the air again.

"Master, be careful!"

The four people on the side of the mountain, thunder, rain and lightning shouted loudly, and they also sacrificed the magic weapon in their hands to blast at the big seal in the sky, but compared to their cultivation and the peak of foundation building, it was Haoyue and fireflies.

Listening to a few bangs, the magic weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another and lost their brilliance.

"Dustless old horseman, you deceive people too much. ”

The dead tree watched the magic weapons of his four beloved disciples shattered, his face sank, and he gave up fighting for the higher and higher corpse control bell, and instead held the bone flag, and the mana urged the brush to sweep it down.

Whew!

The top of the mountain suddenly cried and howled, and the yin wind was accompanied by a pillar of blood, looking like the end of the world, and the sky was falling apart.

"Ah, the elder save me!"

I saw that those disciples with low cultivation were swept away by this bone banner and screamed that they were blown into ashes, and the dustless real people saw it with a crack in their eyes, and they all said that the battle between the strong did not involve the weak, and at this moment, the actions of the dead tree had obviously violated his bottom line.

"Dead tree, you are shameless!" he finally burst out with a foul mouth, and then looked viciously at Feng Qingyang, who was standing on the other side of the blood pool, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

"It's all because of you that I lost so much!" He stood in place, with a big hand, suddenly covering the sky and the sun, the wind Qingyang's heart trembled, no matter how smart he was, but in the face of such a master, it still seemed so insignificant, breaking ten thousand laws with one force, and I would directly crush and crush it if you were scheming.

"Wind, thunder, rain and lightning, you go first!"

Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, facing the downward pressure of the palm, his whole body was already bulging, his chest was full of cracks, and the blood was flowing out as if it was dying.

"Qingyang, I'm here to help you!"

The dead tree flew quickly, raised his hand and transformed into a huge palm to catch Wuchen's angry blow with a bang, and fortunately he made a timely move, otherwise Feng Qingyang would have been shot into powder a long time ago, but even so, he was still seriously injured, is the cultivator at the peak of the foundation a joke?

"Stop!"

At this time, the dead tree suddenly yelled at the audience, and everyone was shocked by his angry roar.

I only heard him say: "If we continue to fight like this, we will end up losing both." The corpse control bell is fought for by our disciples. ”

Saying that, while using his mana to heal Feng Qingyang, he turned vicious and said viciously: "If you want more people to bully less, my dead tree will blow itself up today, and I will pull you all down!"

At this moment, the true colors of the demon dao heroes are fully revealed.

Wuchen Zhenren endured it and finally nodded in agreement, in fact, his heart was dripping blood, and the seventh layer of the Zombie King Cave Mansion was so strict when they entered the first layer.

Look at the Maoshan disciples who have changed from east to west, one by one, the wolves are unbearable, and their faces are full of tiredness, these are the elite disciples of Maoshan, and most of them have died here, I am afraid that it has deeply hurt the vitality of Maoshan.

"According to what you said, then we will each send a disciple to grab the bell!" said Wuchen Zhenren with a grim face.

"Good!"

"Qingyang, this corpse control bell is up to you to take it, it's done, it's yours!" said the dead tree softly to Feng Qingyang beside him.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang looked at the old man of the dead tree with some incredulity, they had known each other for only a few days, he never expected that the dead tree would treat him like this, and even flattered him again and again.

The dead tree seemed to have guessed Feng Qingyang's thoughts, and said with a dry smile: "I am entrusted by my ancestor in my sect, if I meet you, I must protect you!"

Feng Qingyang secretly said that this was indeed the case, and he had vaguely guessed since he took out the token before.

In that case, why not.

"Anyway, that ghostly old man owes me a life!"

"Okay, I'll go!"

Feng Qingyang walked out, and a handsome young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes also walked out of the Maoshan faction, he looked polite and scholarly, but he was actually a ruthless man who did not suffer from people.

When the two of them walked in, they saw that the pillar of blood that rose to the sky had actually condensed, and the tall statue was standing at the top of it, and its height was at least a hundred zhang high.

"This corpse control bell can control three wandering corpses, and it must not fall into the hands of the people of Maoshan, regardless of others, just because I am also a zombie, it is absolutely not allowed. ”

Thinking of the clear wind here, he secretly accumulates strength, although he can't fly, but his jumping power is extremely strong.

"Let's go!"

The Dead Tree Daoist stared at the dustless real person tightly and said.

"Whoosh!"

"Brush!"

I saw that the Maoshan disciple rose from the ground with a brush, and he was afraid that one could fly to the top with only two breaths.

Seeing the wind clear, he retreated from the distance, and then the force under his feet was also a whoosh bounce up, he jumped at an angle of forty-five degrees, when his feet landed on the pillar of blood, he jumped up again with force, and his speed was a little faster than that of the Maoshan Taoist priest in the sky.

Seeing this, the wind, thunder, rain and lightning all secretly sweated for him.

"Almost, almost. Feng Qingyang looked up at the corpse control bell above, his speed had begun to slow down, unfortunately, there was no place to borrow now, he really watched the Maoshan disciple flying past him.

"Absolutely can't let him surpass!" Feng Qingyang's murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart, and at this moment, the Maoshan disciple just flew to a height parallel to him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that he was looking at Feng Qingyang proudly.

"You go to die!"

Feng Qingyang grabbed his foot suddenly, and then pulled down fiercely regardless of it, and his body swished up again with this force, and steadily took down the corpse control bell in the statue.