Everywhere the fire butterflies passed, all the green mist was discharged. Zhuang Wudao faintly saw a corpse figure with his arms turned into countless tentacles, running away in the distance,

Before he could think about it, under him, there were countless green vines, grabbing his feet, and then climbing up like snakes. On the green vine, it seemed to be attached to a violent demonic poison, and when it came into contact with the Gang Qi outside his body, it immediately made a 'Zla' sound, and the black gas was steaming.

But just a moment later, the figure of Wang Yanxi's real person arrived in front of him. After a cold snort, with a flick of his hand, a flame ignited, and all those green vines were burned into flame ashes in the blink of an eye.

Then Wang Yanxi probed again, hidden in the corpse poisonous green mist, and the nearly 100 green beetles that attacked Zhuang Wudao were also crushed into pieces by a strong force.

A small purple sword pierced into the depths of the green mist. pierced the chest of the hundred-armed corpse in one fell swoop.

The latter's body suddenly went limp, and he collapsed to the ground like mud. The anger is rising, and he is already dead.

Although this corpse is humanoid, the structure of its body is different from that of humans and beasts. The key point is not in the head, but in the core of the corpse hidden in the chest. The corpse core is shattered, and this evil corpse has no more support.

At this time, everyone had calmed down, in fact, there was not much danger, and most of the attacks were just facing Zhuang Wudao. The rest of the people, at most, were only contained, so no one died, and only a few were slightly injured. They were all hidden in the poisonous mist, and they were injured by a few other third-order demon corpses. Just take the elixir to prevent corpse poison infection, and build the foundation of the monk's physique, which can be healed in less than half a day.

"This corpse king seems to be really an understanding person, and it is estimated that he has set his sights on Senior Brother Zhuang. In that case, we still need to be careful. ”

That Ren Han smiled softly, although there was no sarcasm in his words, the position was inadvertent, and he got a little closer to Zhuang Wudao.

The three of Wei Zechen also did the same thing. At this distance, they can not only take care of each other and help at will, but also faintly protect Zhuang Wudao in the center.

The four of them are all Jindan monks from the dust, and although they are separated from the sect at the moment, they are still one with the honor and disgrace of the Lichen Sect, and they have a close relationship.

Regardless of the friendship of the same family, it is just that after the fall of Dongquan Palace, the income of the clan behind several people is enough to deserve their best to take care of Zhuang Wudao.

Yan Ming's face was already covered with a layer of blue and black gas. Before he could say anything, there was a corpse attack, which almost put Zhuang Wudao in danger, which was undoubtedly a heavy slap in their faces.

But these days, you may have been numbed by the blow of the corpses in the tomb. Yan Ming was not angry, only shook his head and said: "It seems that there are still some fish that have slipped through the net, Zhuang Daoyou is the key to this trip, and the one below, I am afraid that he will not stop here." I guess this time, it's just a temptation. ”

Zhuang Wudao didn't care much about it, and instead looked at Zhuang Xiaohu next to him with appreciative eyes.

Just now, he reacted to the situation, which was not bad, using a purple water flag he gave him to protect himself, and injuring the enemy with a mouthful of water cloud spirit sword, forcing a third-order demon corpse that attacked to retreat. In less than a breathless time, he used the Yunyuan Stone to lay out a small three-talent spirit array under his feet.

Although she relied on the help of her companions beside her to finally kill the evil corpse, with her arrangement, she could support at least a moment of time.

The reaction to the enemy is not bad, and it is not all waste.

Zhuang Xiaohu was embarrassed by him, and said with a red face: "The slave maid has fought with other monks before, and he often goes in and out of those ancient cave mansion ruins. I've seen a lot of corpses like this. ”

Only then did Zhuang Wudao remember that when he met this woman at the beginning of the year, Zhuang Xiaohu could also calmly break through the battle in the big war.

Even if he was at a disadvantage in the back, he never wavered in the slightest.

It's just that when this woman surrendered to him, the image of cowardice was too profound. And in front of him for the past few years, he has been cowering.

So much so that Zhuang Wudao almost forgot that if a casual cultivator like Zhuang Xiaohu was able to build a successful foundation, how could he be lucky? Fighting with others is a common thing, and he is afraid that there are many lives in his hands.

Being able to protect Nie Xianling and not be subdued by that Mofa can already show that this female personality is not really cowardly

I'm afraid that because of what happened a few years ago, I was afraid of him alone, and I would behave so badly in front of him.

As we moved on, everyone was a little more vigilant. Zhuang Wudao is also concentrating on vigilance, just like the Yan Ming said, the corpse king also knows his key person, so how can his methods stop there?

This temptation is mostly just to see how strong and weak everyone is, what is his own strength, and where to start.

But in the end, it is the genus of the corpse, although this corpse king has wisdom, but it is also very limited. Although this is to find out their hypocrisy, it is also to surprise the grass and snakes, so that everyone has to be prepared.

It's just that for some reason, Zhuang Wudao faintly felt that something was wrong, but after a long period of deliberation, he never found the joint.

By the time he entered the third layer, Zhuang Wudao could already see many traces of the battle. The entire tomb is large-scale, with dozens or hundreds of corridors criss-crossed, shrouded in green poisonous fog, like a labyrinth.

For the monks, it is nothing, even if the mind cannot be stretched, they can come and go in this tomb freely.

The real danger is that it lurks in the green mist, and it seems that corpses are everywhere. If you don't pay attention, you may be attacked, you may be unlucky, and you may even walk directly into the crowd of corpses without knowing it.

In the past dozens of days, most of the monks in the Zhuguang Building have been injured and died because of this.

And as far as the traces that Zhuang Wudao saw in front of him, the battle situation could be called tragic. The entire third floor was full of potholes, and some even collapsed altogether.

However, the hand of the corpse queen that everyone speculated has never arrived. Zhuang Wudao looked around, and then seemed to ask casually.

"Where Brother Yan was attacked before, could it be near here?"

"No, it's on the east side of the fifth floor. ”

Yan Ming was defenseless, and he couldn't imagine that Zhuang Wudao would be interested in the demon corpse that almost killed him.

"This third layer, I and several fellow initiates have carefully cleaned it once, and it has been less than ten days now. Even if there is still some lurking, it will not exceed the number of ten fingers. The real trouble is after the fifth layer. ”

Zhuang Wudao's eyes flashed slightly, so he didn't ask any more. It's just that at this moment, he felt that there was something slightly strange in his back.

Turning back suddenly, Zhuang Wudao saw that Xiao Lingshu behind him was staring at him, and when he met his gaze, he hurriedly turned his gaze away.

Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly, and glanced at the rest of the Taiping Dao monks. These people have always been quite honest, and even when he seemed to be in danger, there were no suspicious movements.

I don't know if these people really don't have any thoughts about him, or if they are worried about Wang Yanxi and don't dare to make a move.

"These people from the Taiping Dao are so weird, could they be coming for you, master?"

Zhuang Xiaohu guessed cautiously, his eyes were uneasy. The precautions against Xiao Lingshu are still on top of those corpses.

Zhuang Wudao ignored it, and was already planning in his heart, how to find an opportunity to pit these Taiping Dao monks.

The two families are rivals, and he has no psychological burden to do this kind of thing, as long as he doesn't let the people of Zhuguanglou notice the clues.

Presumably, if the people of the Taiping Dao had the opportunity to put him to death, they would never miss it.

However, all the way to the fourth floor, there is no danger. Zhuang Wudao still didn't find the right century after all, and he never encountered danger again.

A few scattered corpses on the fourth floor were also neatly cleared by the monks of the Pearl Tower.

But Yan Ming and Wang Yanxi did not see the slightest relaxation, but their eyes were even more solemn.

Zhuang Wudao's heart also sank slightly, and less than 12,000 zhang in the distance, it was the place selected by the Zhuguang Building. And the calmer the situation at this moment, the more it proves the forbearance of the corpse king.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it will be like a thunderbolt, fierce and dangerous to the extreme.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense in his spiritual thoughts, to be precise, it was the induction of Mo Ling,

Even after the demon immortal, Mo Ling's divine thoughts could only reach about four thousand zhang, which was comparable to the current Zhuang Wudao.

This three-legged crow was born less than a month ago, which was equivalent to the lactation period of a demon beast, and it was difficult to even stand.

For twelve hours a day, Mo Ling spends most of his time asleep, and the rest of the time is eating.

However, since entering this Great Su Emperor's Mausoleum, this ink spirit has somehow been full of energy.

And at this moment, what the three-legged crow sensed was a trace of qi that was 2,700 zhang away.

However, when Wang Yanxi really noticed the abnormality, he smiled coldly before Zhuang Wudao.

"Evil obstacle, you finally can't help it-"

Raising his hand, there were three dazzling lights, and they struck away from the two thousand zhang away.

Zhuang Wudao faintly recognized that it was the Taiyi Evil Divine Light, which was hit with a fourth-order runic treasure, and the entire land of a thousand zhang was shrouded.

The miserable green mist near that place was also forcibly purified and eliminated by the dazzling white light in an instant. The corpse poisonous Gu worms inside all evaporated and melted, and there was water-white smoke everywhere.

Taiyi Evil God Light is a practice handed down from Taiyi Sect hundreds of thousands of years ago, and its own power is general, at most four grades, but it is extremely good at killing evil and eliminating demons. The effect of warding off evil spirits is far above the thunder of the gods. When encountering the genus of the demon corpse, the effect is even more powerful than some second-grade feats.

The Taiyi Sect of the year has disappeared, but this exercise has been handed down, and it is said that this Yanxi real person has received the complete inheritance of this exercise.

The three talismans were shot, and Wang Yanxi's small purple sword also flew away. There was a green fog barrier, and everyone present could only hear a series of sounds of gold and stone clashing.

Only Zhuang Wudao can clearly sense the situation over there with the help of the three-legged crow's spiritual thoughts.

It was a tall corpse three people tall with yellowed skin, and after receiving three Taiyi Evil Divine Lights, it was entangled with the small purple sword. With his bare hands and clumsy movements, he was slashed more than a dozen times by the small purple sword in an instant.

However, the skin of this corpse is like steel and iron bones, and being slashed by this magic weapon-level sword weapon only leaves white marks on the skin.