The third old Nascent Soul monster had no even opponent and rushed into the low-level disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect to launch a massacre.

Soon, a terrible cry sounded, and in one round, six or seven foundation-building monks were killed, and people and zombie puppets fell to the ground one after another.

"Hahaha……"

Amid the laughter, the old Nascent Soul monster shook everyone away and stabbed into the valley formation.

As an old monster of Nascent Soul, he didn't know how many years he had lived, so he could see clearly that the mountain protection formation had long been damaged and had no attack power at all.

Looking at the bo movement around, if a magic weapon is born, it must be at the corner of the Horseshoe Valley. The old Nascent Soul monster recognized the principle of taking action first and then not taking action. He ignored the support of temporary partners and went straight toward the target.

Whenever there is any action here, the others will be uneasy.

They are not close friends, they just temporarily combined to deal with the giant corpse refining sect and retrieve treasures. Now that they see someone going down first, they naturally can't stay there.

roar!

Mao Zombie Yan was the first to get angry.

Master Bai Witch Corpse King and others are strengthening the seal of the spirit of Yinquan. The task given to him is to block all invading enemies. If the old Nascent Soul monster enters the Yinquan Cave, let alone whether the master can handle it, his mission will definitely be failed.

With a roar, he blasted Weng Qingyu with a heavy blow, intending to chase after him.

Weng Qingyu looked unhurried, with a cold smile on his face. He used the flying sword to use the entanglement technique to hold Jiang Yan firmly. He was already an advantageous position, but he could still do it if he wanted to entangle Jiang Yan.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

He roared in an anxious manner, but couldn't hold it back. In a hurry twice, Weng Qingyu almost seized the opportunity and slashed his sword on his neck.

Mao Zombie has a strong defense, but if it is slashed on the neck by a master of Weng Qingyu with one sword, it is also dangerous to fall.

The general was helpless and could only give up chasing and concentrate on dealing with Weng Qingyu.

Next to him, although Old Monster Qiu was trapped in the Twelve Corpse Gate Formation, his spiritual sense was released, and the surrounding scenes were controlled in his heart without losing any trace.

When the old Nascent Soul monster rushed to the Horseshoe Valley, he was also shocked, fearing that he had been busy for a long time, but he made wedding clothes for others.

The twelve corpse sect formation is very powerful, but the twelve cultivators did not cooperate well. Especially the Jindan stage cultivator, although the most powerful, was much worse than the other eleven people.

It is precisely because of this that it left a flaw in the corpse sect formation.

Just as the old monster Qiu was wondering whether to pay some price to break out of this formation, he suddenly realized that Weng Qingyu was not only not in a hurry, but also pestered Jiang Yan and refused to let Jiang Yan go to support him.

wrong!

Old Monster Qiu immediately realized that something was wrong.

Weng Qingyu is not such a noble person. He spends his mana to entangle the hardest one and then let others get benefits?

That's impossible!

Although Qiu Lou Monster didn't understand what was going on, he decided to wait and see.

So, on the surface, he pretended to be anxious and tried to rush out, but in fact, the attack strength did not increase. Forty-nine magic needles flew over, but they focused on defense.

Those Jindan stage monks are not that smart anymore.

Their first thought was to follow the crowd, even if they couldn't eat meat, they had to make some soup and drink it. They rushed to use the strongest attacks, forcing their opponents to retreat and chase them.

Before I could do anything, I heard a burst of explosions in the valley.

Then, with a scream, a black shadow rushed up quickly.

When I saw it, who wasn’t the old Nascent Soul monster who just went down?

However, in the blink of an eye, he no longer had the pride he had just now.

His clothes were so torn and bloody, his hair was messy, and even his scalp was pulled off, his appearance was so embarrassing. If it weren't for judging based on his breath, no one would even believe that this was the old Nascent Soul monster.

"Carrying and producing! You dare to challenge the majesty of my Corpse Refining Sect, so stay all of them!" The old voice rumbling and returned to the top of the valley.

A figure flashed one by one, and he had already caught up with the escaped old Nascent Soul monster, with a thick and burly body, and punched him hard.

Lou: The unlucky old Nascent Soul monster didn't even have room to fight back, and was smashed to fall to the ground like a meteor. The dust was mixed with stone chips, and the dust settled, and a big deep pit appeared in everyone's eyes.

The old Nascent Soul monster was lying face down in the deep pit, with his back sinking and blood all over his body. He could only occasionally move his fingers, proving that his vitality had not yet dissipated.

The White Witch Corpse King is worthy of being the left guardian of the Corpse Refining Sect and an existence of the Great Perfection of Mao Zombie. With one move, he directly killed an old Nascent Soul monster of the same level, and his voice was shocked on the spot.

In a blink of an eye, the monks who had already gained the upper hand had already fallen into a disadvantage in terms of momentum and strength.

Old Monster Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that he felt it was too early. Otherwise, he would suddenly hit the White Witch Corpse King, the killing god. Even if he was himself, the situation would probably not be much better.

Only Weng Qingyu's mouth was smiling, as if everything was expected.

"Baicai! Weng Qing's name is indeed you! After a few days of fighting, you ran away before you could even get a good fight! Now it's a fight!"

The White Witch Corpse King said, and with his fingers bounced, a black light flashed, and a thick black iron stick was already added in his hand.

"Get out, let me go!"

The White Witch Corpse King shouted, waved his wings behind him, and rushed forward towards Weng Qingyu.

The general was not arrogant, so he stepped down.

Weng Qingyu's eyes turned cold, and he didn't see any movement. A ray of light flashed and shot towards Jiang Yan Ji.

He made up Yan's idea to retreat, and was confident that he had a strong defense. He could not do anything to him with ordinary attacks. He didn't care too much about him. His arm strength soared, and his fist, which was so big that he was about to smash over in the light.

But the White Witch Corpse King's face suddenly changed and he shouted: "Get out of here!"

I shouted and drank to the spirit.

Over the years, Jiang Yan became obedient to the master's orders, and did not even consider what was going on. She stepped on the banana leaves under her feet and her body blew backwards.

But, it's too late!

Jiang Yan was fast! The speed of the light was even faster and it had arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

He had no choice but to punch Yan out with one punch.

puff!

There was no sound of impact, only a light brisk sound that penetrated the flesh. The flowing light almost stopped, instantly surrounding Jiang Yan's neck and turned into a silver collar with a sharp edge.

Shrink, cut!

Half of the arm, accompanied by a head, rolled down, and the heavy black shadow fell to the ground.

However, the silver collar cut off Yan's arm and put it on his neck, cutting his head off.

Mao Zombie is about to die!

The dignified and stern body, in front of this silver collar, had no room for resistance. Breaking the defense was as simple as cutting tofu.

"roar!"

The White Witch Corpse King roared with shock.

"The Immortal Crushing Circle!"

"You actually brought the Immortal Slaying Circle!"

"Is it possible that your Tianyu Sect has appointed you as the next head?"

The Immortal Killing Circle is said to be able to kill even the real immortals and gods in the sky, so they are named.

The various treasures used by cultivators can be divided into magic weapons, magic weapons, immortal weapons, and magic weapons.

Among them, the artifacts are legendary existences. Even if a famous sect in the cultivation world gets a artifact, it will be regarded as a treasure of the sect.

The most powerful weapon in the world is the immortal weapon.

This circle of immortal killing is a famous immortal weapon in the cultivation world. It is one of the treasures of the three sects and four sects of Zhongtian Yuzong. Only the leaders of the past dynasties or heirs of the heads can be qualified to carry them.

Now Weng Qingyu suddenly took it out, and his identity was revealed.

The old monster Qiu next to him was in the Twelve Corpse Gate Formation, but he could see clearly the scene around him and was secretly shocked.

No wonder Yun Weng Qingyu looks confident, and it turns out that he has such an immortal weapon.

At this time, he had long since stopped fighting for the magical artifact here to secretly regret coming to this muddy water.

With Weng Qingyu's ruthless and viciousness, it would be great if he could save himself from his body.

"Haha! The White Witch Corpse King, you have a good vision. It's good! I am the next head of my Tianyu Sect."

Weng Youyu had a smug smile on his face.

"Originally, I didn't have the trump card of yulu, otherwise you would have returned to heaven a few months ago! Let me see today that it is your White Witch Corpse King's strong defense, or is it my fairy-killing circle."

The white witch corpse king had a solemn god on his face.

The immortal weapon in the circle of immortals is sharp!

He is famous all over the fairy world!

Even if you are as powerful as the White Witch Corpse King, you will be at risk of falling if you are careless.

At this time, he had long ignored the tragic death of his beloved disciple. His arms were tangled and he tightly grasped the black iron stick in his hand: his muscles were tight and strong, like a blind bear.

His eyes were red and his ferocious face stared at Weng Qingyu.

The black iron stick in his hand is not an ordinary weapon, but it is really unsure whether it can block the circle of killing immortals.
To be continued...