"This guy is so powerful, he fights against three undead creatures on his own, and he is also at ease, I don't know which sect and sect of cultivators." Talker said.

At this time, Su Xiaobai also seemed to notice the three of them, glanced at them coldly, snorted lightly, and continued to fight with the two undead creatures.

"Fellow Daoist, do you need help?" shouted the chatterbox.

Su Xiaobai slashed back an undead creature with a sword, and said coldly, "You don't need to meddle in your affairs. With that, he greeted him again, and the golden sword slashed the tip of the iceberg.

"Hey, it's quite personal. The chatter touched his chin and smiled.

The golden sword was like a dragon, cutting off an undead creature at the waist, and black blood splashed everywhere, but it couldn't touch Su Xiaobai's white clothes. Su Xiaobai's shot was as fast as lightning, and with a sword, he slashed another undead creature away, and with a long sword, he snatched the crystal flying sword in his hand and threw it into the Qiankun bag.

"Roar!"

The undead roared hideously, lost its flying sword, and the undead creature pounced towards Su Xiaobai with its teeth and claws.

"Nine Swords Mystery, Break!" Su Xiaobai raised his hand and pointed, and the golden sword light pierced the head of the undead creature, even if it was an undead creature, it lost its vitality at this moment and fell to the ground.

Zhuge Buliang was surprised, these undead creatures were equivalent to the cultivation of the Xuanzhao period, Su Xiaobai actually suppressed three undead creatures of the same realm with his own strength, and the cultivation was really terrifying.

The stuttering and chattering were also shocked, both of them were also cultivators in the Xuanzhao period, in the eyes of the two of them, they were indeed sure to kill three undead creatures of the same realm, but they must not be so light on Su Xiaobai.

Su Xiaobai took out a white cloth and wiped his love sword, never looking at Zhuge Buliang and the three of them from beginning to end.

"Daoist friendship, which sect is it? Who is the surname? I see that Taoist friends are related to my Buddha, why don't you join our Daluo Temple?"

Zhuge Buliang glanced at the chatter sullenly, how can this guy be like this with anyone.

"Are you cultivators of Daluo Temple?" Su Xiaobai glanced at the stammering and chattering, and snorted coldly: "I am a casual cultivator, and the most unaccustomed thing is that you so-called cultivators of famous sects, let alone join you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the chattering and stammering faces were not very good-looking.

At this time, Su Xiaobai suddenly noticed that Zhuge on the side was not bright, looked at the hideous ghost mask for a moment, and scolded: "You are Xue Feihua, even you famous factions are mixed with this kind of indiscriminate people, hum, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

As he spoke, Su Xiaobai stood up with his sword, didn't even look at the three of them, and fled towards the sky.

He stammered and said, "...... Brother Zhuge , I'm ...... I'll just say, you... You...... You're wearing this mask, you're going to ...... Yes...... will get in trouble...."

"No way, I just need to believe that I am a very pure person. Zhuge Buliang shrugged his shoulders.

Looking at the direction Su Xiaobai left, he said, "The direction that person went seems to be the death zone." ”

Several people were shocked when they heard this, and the three of them glanced at each other and chased in the direction that Su Xiaobai left. The death zone is undoubtedly a forbidden area in this underground world, and Zhuge Buliang clearly knows that the death zone is the lost divine city and the mysterious black tower.

Zhuge Buliang had a hunch that the so-called Fengmang Mountain Divine Treasure must be in the mysterious black tower.

Three days later, the three of them finally came to the so-called death zone, and from a distance, the black air was soaring, and all of them were shrouded in ink light within a radius of 100 miles. Around this death zone, a large number of cultivators from Kyushu gathered, wandering around the death zone.

The arrival of Zhuge Buliang, the stammering and chattering trio immediately attracted the attention of the other cultivators, and everyone cast surprised glances at them. It was the first time for Zhuge Buliang to see so many cultivators gathered together, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Xue Feihua, it's that lewd thief, he dares to come here!"

"Those two seem to be cultivators of Daluo Temple, how could they be mixed up with Xue Feihua, a lewd thief. ”

"Damn, two flower monks!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, the stammerer and the chatter glanced at each other, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhuge , I told you not to wear this broken thing, look, it's causing trouble." ”

As he spoke, two cultivators dressed in monk's robes walked up, their outfits and stammering were similar to those of chatterbox, and one of the middle-aged men glanced at Zhuge Buliang, snorted lightly, and said, "Talker, where have you been?"

He stammered, "We...... We... Accidentally... Encountered no... No... No...... Not ......"

"Shut up, you say!" the middle-aged monk snorted, listening to the stammering talk was too loud and panting, and it could suffocate people to death.

He said with a smile: "Oh, Senior Brother Hua Fei, that's the case, we accidentally met some undead creatures on the way, and we got separated from a few senior brothers. Fortunately, there is no end to the road, I and the stammering went through hardships and obstacles, overcame many difficulties, and finally came here to meet a few senior brothers, how are the senior brothers? I don't know if they are injured......?

"Shut up!" The middle-aged monk known as Hua Fei had a dark face and black lines on his forehead. If he doesn't stop it, it is estimated that the chatter will be able to talk until it gets dark.

Hua Fei glanced at Zhuge Buliang and said, "Why did you walk with this person?"

The chatter hurriedly said: "Here's how it ......"

"Don't talk, stammer, you say!" Hua Fei pointed to the stammering next to him.

He stammered and coughed dryly, and said, "The thing is... Be...... That is true... I... I... We... We ......"

"Okay, I won't ask. Hua Fei waved his hand, a look of helplessness.

Zhuge Buliang stood aside and smiled bitterly, the two of them were simply a pair of living treasures, and talking to the two of them was undoubtedly a kind of torture, one was speechless, the other was broken, and it was useless to say a word for a long time.

"Several senior brothers are waiting for you, and you two come with me. Hua Fei snorted coldly, turned around and walked not far away.

The chatter said in a low voice: "Brother Zhuge , let's go over for a while, and then come back to you later." With that, the two left with Hua Fei.

Zhuge Buliang looked around, only to see that the cultivators of the major factions cast unfriendly glances, Zhuge Buliang didn't bother to pay attention to them, and looked at the death zone not far away.

The steaming black gas enveloped an area in front of him, like hell, and from time to time there was the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves.

At this moment, Zhuge Buliang saw an acquaintance not far away, it was Su Xiaobai and the old Taoist priest who didn't know which religion, Qingyangzi. In addition to them, there are also a few cultivators, and several of them are separated from the cultivators of the major sects at a distance, and they should all be scattered cultivators.

"Xue Feihua, you're not dead!" A coquettish cry came, and a woman in Tsing Yi and several young people walked up, this woman in Tsing Yi was the Qing'er who chased and killed Xue Feihua a few days ago, a cultivator of the Flying Immortal Gate.