At this moment, the five disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect on the opposite side, both in terms of number and cultivation realm, were all firmly suppressing the four of them.

Moreover, not to mention that there are five monks here, even if the other party is only a young man at the fifteenth layer of the Qi refining period, it will be extremely tricky for Leng Shenlan and the others.

Maybe the other party's original cultivation was still in the foundation building period, but he just came to this blood pool and was suppressed to the fifteenth layer of the qi refining stage.

Moreover, the other party was still a corpse refining sect monk who made countless low-level monks tremble.

Therefore, Leng Shenlan couldn't help but feel a little disheartened at the moment.

Leng Shen Lan Zhidao, who was well versed in the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, even if he tried his best, it was almost impossible to inflict a heavy blow on the other party.

"Senior Brother Peng, I didn't expect that we would be able to meet these disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect when we passed by here, although the bones are average, it is still enough to refine them into ordinary Yin corpses. Especially the men and women of the fourteenth layer of the Qi refining period are more likely to refine them into general-level Yin corpses. ”

On the gentle slope, the young man who spoke just now, who also had the fourteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, just glanced at the four people opposite, and then turned his head to one of the young men in golden robes and brocade clothes and said.

And the golden-robed brocade-robed young man was one of the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect at the fifteenth level of the Qi Refining Period.

"Senior Brother Ling, don't be playing, we still have to hurry to the entrance of the lower layer of the blood pool to meet the senior brothers of the sect. ”

The young man in the golden robe and brocade, with a serious face and an unsmiling look, said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, don't worry, Senior Brother Bang, deal with these people, hand them over to the junior brother, just a few disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, see how the junior brother refines all of them into Yin corpses!"

The young man who was called Senior Brother Ling, his eyes were gloomy, and he said with a sneer.

Then, I saw the black coffin under the young man's feet, with a violent shock, flying out from under his feet in a blink of an eye, and then stopped in front of us, and streams of yin qi also flew with it.

With a bang, the lid of the black coffin that swept out from the young man's feet was suddenly opened.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, the palm that had been eerie like a ghost claw, Huo Ran stretched out from the edge of the coffin, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and then the Yin corpse, which had been huge, suddenly jumped out from inside.

The yin corpse that appeared exuded coldness all over its body, and a stench emanated from it, and on the body of the yin corpse, there were extremely slender body hairs, and drops of green liquid were dripping from the body hair.

The yin corpse that appeared, Leng Shenlan and the other three people couldn't help but turn pale under the slight induction, the breath on this yin corpse was enough to have the cultivation of the fourteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and this was only in terms of breath, the real strength may be even more terrifying and difficult than the fourteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

"Senior brother, what should I do now?

Mai Xiaociao's face was bloodless, and her delicate body trembled faintly, and she said urgently.

But before the girl could finish speaking, the black coffin that the young man had brought out was suddenly shocked, and two yin corpses that were exactly the same as the one in front jumped out, exuding a cold and dead air, flooding the place.

As the three yin corpses came out of the coffin, the young man on the opposite side made another movement in his hand.

I saw a slight pinch of his hand, a little forward, and then the young man's fingertips were full of inspiration, and a crisp explosion came out, and in the blink of an eye, a thick and incomparably thick yin mist appeared in front of the young man, buzzing and tumbling non-stop.

The mist appeared, and after a few breaths, it suddenly froze, and the next moment it was like a gray cloth, and it was torn apart.

Then, under the frightened gaze of Leng Shenlan and the others, from the yin mist, ten more lifeless yin corpses creaked out.

It's just that the Yin corpse that appeared this time was not as huge as the three-headed Yin corpse that appeared from the coffin, and the aura was much weaker, which was equivalent to the cultivation of the ninth layer of the monk's Qi refining period.

However, the cultivation of these Yin Corpses does not seem to be high, but their strength is enough to be as strong as a tenth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Period, and this number is enough to crush a few of them.

At this moment, Leng Shenlan and Mai Xiaocicada suddenly became completely disheartened.

However, Leng Shenlan thought about it again, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head to Zhang Yan and said urgently: "Zhang Daoyou, the other party is a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect, his cultivation is profound, the number of people is large, and the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect are even more difficult, we might as well retreat into the Lost Land again, anyway, Daoyou has this pet by his side, we can't wait for the next night to get out of the Lost Land." ”

From the lost land to walk out of the encounter with these corpse refining disciples, Zhang Yan has been calmly looking at the few people in front of him, seeing that the other party sacrificed the yin corpse, his face was still silent, hearing Leng Shenlan's words, he took two steps forward, waved his hand and said: "Leng Daoyou, don't be so troublesome, the three of you step back and watch, they will hand it over to Zhang." ”

"Fellow Daoist, are you talking about jokes? There are five of them, and there are two monks at the fifteenth level of the Qi Refining Period, you deal with it yourself, isn't that looking for death!"

Leng Shenlan's face was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Do you think that Zhang is the kind of person who goes to die for nothing?"

Zhang Yan asked in a cold voice, then turned his hand and sacrificed the Nether Spirit Bead, secretly slowly operated the Bailing Technique, and then stared at the young man opposite with a slight frown, as well as the Yin corpses who were already preparing to attack.

"Disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect, it's just ten layers of the Qi Refining Period, hmph, it's just looking for death!"

The young man on the opposite side couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw the spirit bead in Zhang Yan's hand, but after sensing his cultivation, he couldn't help but sneer and said.

"Not necessarily!"

Zhang Yan suddenly pinched the trick in his hand and pointed at the spirit bead, and then the drop of the spirit bead that was sacrificed in mid-air suddenly burst into light, and an amazing breath flowed out from above.

Squeak Squeak......

Then, from within the Nether Spirit Bead, dozens of Yin Qi Forest Spirit Slaves suddenly swept out, whirling around the Netherworld Spirit Bead and flying rapidly.

Almost all of these dozens of spirit slaves were refined by killing the disciples of Jiuchen Peak and Flame Peak, and after being refined into spirit slaves, their cultivation also fell.

Therefore, most of the cultivation of these spirit slaves was only around the eleventh layer of the Qi refining period.

But this amount is shocking enough.

Moreover, this is also the first time that Zhang Yan has used spirit slaves to fight against people.

Before, when he faced the disciples of the Thousand Spirit Sect, he had never had a chance to use it.

After all, the disciples of the Thousand Spirits Sect who had cultivated the Hundred Spirits Technique were all using the spirit slaves, and they would not be able to defeat the enemy at all, but might fall into a stalemate.

Now facing the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, Zhang Que couldn't help but think of the scene when he followed Cheng Wushuang and a few people to Xujiafang City and encountered the Corpse Refining Gate, and then the Soul Devouring True Person of the Thousand Spirit Sect used the spirit slave to deal with the old monster Shen Nian of the Corpse Refining Gate.

Now, he couldn't help but want to enslave the spirit slave and fight with this corpse refining sect disciple.

"Go!"

Seeing that Zhang Yanzhi had used so many spirit slaves, and his breath was so amazing, the young man opposite couldn't help it for a while, pinched the trick in his hand, and shouted softly at the yin corpse in front of him.

The next moment, including the three yin corpses that emerged from the black coffin, thirteen yin corpses creaked towards Zhang Yan.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan also pinched the trick in his hand, and pointed at the spirit bead, and the spiritual light flashed and disappeared into the ghost spirit bead.

Squeak Squeak......

Dozens of spirit slaves, with a sharp scream, swept towards the Yin corpse that had been slaughtered.

It's just that Zhang Yan is still the first time to enslave these spirit slaves, and his methods are jerky, and he doesn't use any combination formations to attack together, just blindly enslaved the spirit slaves to attack.

Therefore, Zhang Yan's move was just to see the power of this spirit slave.

But the next moment, a banging explosion suddenly turned.

Zhang Yan looked up, but under the slaughter of the spirit slaves he served, those small yin corpses that only had nine layers in the qi refining period exploded one by one, and the foul-smelling limbs were torn apart by the spirit slaves.

"So fierce?"

Zhang Yan was stunned, his eyes were slightly startled, he couldn't have imagined that this spirit slave would be so sharp when dealing with the Yin corpse.

However, it became difficult to deal with the three-headed yin corpse that appeared from the young man's black coffin, and some spirit slaves were torn apart by the three-headed yin corpse with one claw, and their souls were scattered.

"Sure enough, it's a Thousand Spirits Sect spell, it's really weird!

The young man surnamed Ling on the opposite side turned gloomy and said in a cold voice.

Then, the young man pinched the trick again, and made the three huge yin corpses kill Zhang Yanwei and kill them.

"It's a pity, these spirit slaves are still relatively low-level now, otherwise it would be enough to kill these people!"

Seeing that there were constantly spirit slaves being killed by three huge yin corpses, after Zhang Yan and the other small yin corpses on the opposite side were killed by the spirit slaves, they immediately took back the remaining spirit slaves, and turned over their hands to put away the ghost spirit beads in their hands.

Then, I could only hear the majestic mana surging in Zhang Yan's body, and a stream of powerful spiritual power erupted.

The next moment, a little under Zhang Yan's feet, the whole person flickered, and he rushed towards a yin corpse.

Click!

With a crisp sound, one of the yin corpses, two feet away, had its head cut off directly.

Then Zhang Yan stepped forward again, and a small white light shot out from his left hand, which swept into the top of the other Yin corpse, cutting the head of the Yin corpse in half.

And Zhang Yan's right hand was twisted into a fist and smashed straight down towards the most yin corpse.

Boom!

With a bang, the head of the last yin corpse was directly smashed by Zhang Yan's fist.

"Be careful!"

The young man in the golden robe and brocade who was originally standing calmly on the gentle slope changed his face at this time, he screamed in surprise, and his body also swept towards the young man surnamed Ling.

However, the speed of the young man in the golden robe and brocade was still a step slower.

The next moment, before the young man surnamed Ling could react from his shock, he only heard a buzzing sound, and a large blue-green tripod appeared behind the young man's head in the blink of an eye, and smashed straight down.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the young man's head, like a watermelon, burst open in the blink of an eye, and the red and white were scattered all over the ground, and the headless corpse fell in response.

Swish!

Zhang Yan stepped under his feet, and came to the dead young man like lightning, took the other party's storage bag into his hand, and then flew away in an instant, avoiding the attack of the young man in the golden robe and brocade robe.

Summoning Qingyunding back, Zhang Yan turned over his hand and took out the contents of the storage bag and looked for it.

After a while, Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he saw that he was already holding a crystal round elixir in his hand.

"Sure enough, there is Tsukidan, and I finally got Tsukidan again. ”

Zhang Yan stared at the pill in his hand with great joy, and said to himself.