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Ever since the Inmudo took over Mt. Inmu, the surroundings have always been calm.

But on this day, Yinmu Mountain welcomed a special group of guests. A group of 'humans' dressed in gray robes and described as strange entered the Yinmu Sect's sphere of influence.

After more than ten years of recuperation, the power of the Yinmu Sect gradually grew, mainly because many young people of the Gu clan joined the Yinmu Hall. And the original three Gu clans were basically fused, and the newly formed [White Gu Hall] was finally renamed [Three Gu Hall], which has been carried forward.

The strange man Wu Yezhi, who claims to be the master of Wind Demon Island, is really a genius of the heavens, he was born with a special ability in Gu arts, and after more than ten years of hard research, he has finally developed a powerful Gu technique recently.

Compared with traditional Dao Gate spells, Gu magic has a lot to be tricked into, although it is more troublesome to manipulate, more restricted, and not necessarily more powerful. However, with the help of Gu worms, many superb methods could be relatively easily mastered by cultivators with low cultivation, and some unexpected effects became more accessible.

Wu Yezhi combined wind art with Gu art and invented a lot of new spells, but the wind art itself is extremely difficult to master, and Wu Yezhi has always been vigilant and does not dare to teach wind art to outsiders at will, so in the past ten years, Wu Yezhi's invention of the new wind technique has not been widely spread, but in the past six months, his newly created Gu art has sprung up everywhere.

With the help of Gu worms and many props, cultivators only need very little mana to achieve very complex purposes.

"Get up!" a young man said something in his mouth, urging the Gu worm in his arms to launch a Gu technique. The Gu worm was as small as a mustard seed, invisible to the human eye, and flew out in a moment, sticking to the back of a Southern Wilderness King Kong Cow and lying down. In the blink of an eye, the Gu worm bit through the cowhide and burrowed into the skin, and about a quarter of an hour later, the huge King Kong Niu let out a wail, and instantly fell to the ground, turning into blood.

The young man was smug, looked at his shorter companion next to him and smiled, "Duan Su, how is it?

Duan Su snorted: "It's good that a cow has been ruined by you, what is there to be proud of?" As he spoke, he also recited the words, and released his [Bright Moon Starlight Gu], which was bright and shiny, buzzing. Although there were traces to follow, the speed was extremely fast, and it hit a boulder in front of it in an instant, and it exploded in an instant, shattering into powder.

The young man who had released the Gu worm to kill the King Kong Bull before suddenly turned pale and showed an expression of disbelief.

Duan Su held his head high and blinked his eyes. "What's going on, Duan Luo, the power of my Bright Moon Gu is good, but it's comparable to the Daomen's Thunder Channeling Technique!"

The tall Duan Luo snorted coldly, noncommittal, but obviously it was itchy to watch.

The two were talking, and someone behind them was laughing. "The Gu skills of the two of them are good, but it's a pity that they hurt the heavens, and the killing is too heavy!"

The two of them turned their heads in unison, and saw that it was the gray-robed man who came to the mountain not long ago, so they smiled at each other, showing disdain.

"It turned out to be Elder Kaba, what's the matter?, are your Mansa tribe's spells more powerful than our Gu Arts?" Duan Luo asked proudly.

Although the gray-robed man who came over was not tall, he was very stocky, his calves were particularly thick, and his overall figure was quite strong, but his face was too ugly, only three points like a person, but seven points like a pig. It bears a bit of a resemblance to the white-robed missionaries of the Almighty Church.

"How dare you! The spells of our Mansa tribe only borrow the power of nature to summon the spirits that already exist in the heavens and the earth to help us, and we mages themselves have no mana, so we dare not compare them with the Gu magic of your tribe. Speaking of this, the gray-robed man coughed lightly: "However, although our spells are not very lethal, they are very useful, such as healing diseases and healing ......"

Kaba's words were very tactful, but it was difficult for the two young men to refute.

Duan Su paused and said with a smile: "It's been more than a month since the elders and his party came to my Yinmu Mountain, right?

The gray-robed Kaba shook his head: "Your master is unwilling to be an enemy of the Almighty Sect, and it seems that the land we were robbed of by the White Mansa tribe will not be able to be snatched back!"

Duan Luo shook his head, took two steps forward, and spread his hands: "Look, this is the effect of power." If your spells are powerful enough, your Mansa tribe will be able to take other people's land, not be plundered!"

Kaba smiled bitterly, not distinguishing, although he didn't agree with Duan Luo's reasoning, but the truth was sometimes so cruel.

The three were silent for a moment. Kaba continued, "However, I have heard that the aura of heaven and earth is thinning, and the strength of cultivators is weakening. And a strange virus is spreading in the human world, and soon the spells of our Mansa tribe will be very useful, and I hope we can find our own place by then!"

Duan Luo couldn't help laughing: "Where did you hear such a fallacy? It's your prophet, right? He wishes that all the cultivators would become weaker, so that you mortals would have a chance to turn over? Don't dream, don't you see that the strength of our Yinmu Sect is getting stronger and stronger? In the last ten years or so, which of the disciples in the sect has not cultivated to make great progress? The spiritual energy has become thinner? No matter how thin the spiritual energy of the Central Plains Divine Prefecture is, it can be thinner than this boundless black wilderness?"

Duan Su also smiled, and then patted Kaba's shoulder: "Elder, you're thinking too much! You haven't heard of it yet, have you? Recently, the Great Elder of Wuye has researched a new Gu technique, which is infinitely powerful! How do you look at it, cultivators are getting stronger and stronger, how can they become weaker?"

At the mention of Wu Yezhi, Kaba's face changed drastically: "That Elder Wu, my God, I heard, is he practicing resurrecting the dead......?" How is that possible?"

In the past ten days, the disciples of the Yinmu Sect have been searching for corpses in the south, north, south, and north, which is said to provide materials for Wu Yezhi's cultivation of new spells.

Before Kaba's words fell, there were strange roars in the valley not far away, sporadic at first, then more and more neat and grown, but the texture of the sound was dry and desolate, and seemed empty and lifeless.

Immediately after, the sound of marching shook the earth, and a blackened crowd began to appear at the edge of the valley.

When Kaba saw it, he was frightened: "Is it true? Really resurrected the dead?"

Duan Luo and Duan Su smiled smugly, but when they looked at the front carefully, they couldn't help but feel creepy.

A group of mutilated, mixed, or patchwork bodies were rushing from afar, clearly made from patched corpses, but they were very different from ordinary zombies, as they were quite agile, extremely fast, and not afraid of sunlight.

Not only is he not afraid of the sun, but he seems to like it very much.

The leader was unusually tall, the body of a giant with the head of a vajra bull, and he was roaring with a huge axe glowing red on his shoulder.

Riding on the back of the three-tailed sand scorpion, Wu Yezhi, who was still the size of a domestic cat, quickly rushed up from the bottom of the valley, and then laughed loudly: "This island master is really a genius, such a great Gu technique has been created by me! )