The thunder in the palm of Lan Fire instantly exploded, and even the corpse warriors armed to their teeth suffered a head-on blow, and the forwards died on the spot.

As a result, the energy and magic power reserved for many days were extremely fast, and it was even more difficult to protect several left-minded monks from getting out.

The high-speed advancement of the corpse warriors never stops. Even if the body of the robe just fell in front of them, the bronze chariot will still crush them, leaving behind a broken bone in the ground, which is raised by the rolling cold wind.

Faced with this huge war machine, You Bifang, who was already full of confidence, couldn't even think of head-on resistance. He immediately shook the altar and used the counter-thrust of the qi splashing energy to jump backwards.

You Bifang Houfa first went to the ground and passed through the entrance and exit. His feet had just landed on the ground and had not yet stood firm. He threw out the immortal rope behind him with his backhand.

This left Taoist magic weapon, which is like an arm, is like a dragon and a snake walking on the tilted downward stairway. When it touches a hot breath of heat, it is like a giant python swallowing the person whole.

The man had some resistance at first. As soon as he entered the secret place in the immortal rope, he immediately understood that in order to squeeze out more spaces, he stuffed his body into it.

The remaining few people were running wildly as if they were threatened by the corpse warriors. Seeing the monk in front of them being taken away by a god, they couldn't help but feel hopeful in despair, hoping for the life-saving straw.

When the gods and immortals rushed forward, they gave up all resistance without hesitation and allowed the fellow Taoists who secretly took action to save others to capture themselves.

You Bifang saw that he saved seven or eight fellow workers. The distance behind was too far, and he couldn't reach it. He saw the tangible evil spirit clouds coming back, and was about to seal the entrance to the second floor of the underground palace, and quickly took back the immortal rope.

Seeing the clouds of evil energy as thick as asphalt gushing out, You Bifang stretched out his hand and pointed the stone door like a archway, and described the magic pattern of the cloud seal, and rebuked: "Hurry as the law, forgive me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone gate slowly flew up and landed on the stairs at a rapid speed. Behind You Bifang, the boy who was only three feet tall, raised his foot and shattered the stairs and broke down, instantly sealing the opportunity to return to the world.

You Bifang shook the immortal rope casually, and one end of the rope was hanging in the air about a foot above the ground, roaring out of thin air to gather a large cloud of clouds. The left-door monk who was rescued by him just now was like an unlucky person who turned over and rolled out of bed, landing on the ground one by one, looking very embarrassed.

Fortunately, they were very thick-skinned and gave themselves a clean talisman. Some dust was swept away and they were radiant. Compared to the panic before, they were much more energetic!

What is embarrassing in front of others? Are you afraid that you will not be able to make faces back if you save your life?

You Bifang suddenly browed, obviously finding something: "My fellow Taoists are so heavy! Otherwise, I can save a few more!"

The monks from the left-door nearby were suddenly in an uproar, and they all realized that these guys must have gained a lot in the second floor of the underground palace.

As expected, even if you visit Bifang, you can find the royal palace treasure. If you buy a rare treasure in the Heavenly Mansion, you will naturally find something from others.

The treasure mountain is empty and ominous! In order to save the harvest of this trip, these left-minded monks had a tacit understanding and sacrificed treasures to the underground palace.

Taibai Jinge, Taisui Soul-Suppressing Sword, Zhurong Fire Spike... Finally, a flag of Chiyou was raised, and the wind was swaying, exuding the bleak and blew the true meaning of war.

The earth immortal Wuyouzi came out from somewhere and murmured to himself: "The magic weapon of the stars! The nine stars combined with the king of meteors. Even if it is not Yuanshi, it only has three parts of the essence and has the wonder of true form. It is not something that the scattered streams can control it!"

After saying that, the Earth Immortal Wuyouzi was not afraid of being gossiped about. He raised his hand and slashed the Xuanmen magic power innate Yi Qi to capture the Chiyou flag that was like the will of heaven, breaking the ten-fire soul-suppressing formation that was superficial and spontaneously relied on the star magic weapon.

When he moved, several monks and masters from the side of the sect took action and unscrupulously divided the hard work of others.

Due to the gap in strength, these left-minded monks did not dare to hold a grudge against the senior boss who directly reached out to grab them. Instead, they hated You Bifang, who had reached out to save them from the sky, and they hated him deeply.

After all, You Bifang was a human being for two lifetimes, and he was very clear about the weaknesses of human nature. He smiled calmly: "The soldiers in the underground palace killed you like slaughtering chickens and dogs. They died in my hands and were breathing. You have eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, but they were so ungrateful that they dared to tease me, and they dared to tease me?"

The three-foot boy opened his mouth and roared repeatedly, the aura of the monkey king in the world, and even Wuyouzi's face shivered a few times.

Not to mention, the "Yellow Turban Powerful Man" that came out of nowhere was formed by force hundreds or thousands of evil spirits. Raising hands and feet was the vast magic power of the ghost path. It was transformed by the apricot yellow flag, revealing three points of righteousness and seven points of ghosts and gods in the underworld.

There are people above and there are people below. They are left-minded monks who are in a state of master cultivation. They can compete for ghost hearts under the eyes of the Red Robe Master. Even if they show mercy under their palms, they will be safe and sound afterwards. Who dares to underestimate such an independent person?

After traveling to Bifang, he could keep the scene. After flattening everything, he looked around and found that no one dared to look at him, and his attitude was much tolerant.

"Don't be ashamed and upset as you fellow Taoists. These star-constellation magic weapons were cast by the princes of the ancient Great Zhou Dynasty. Who knows if there is any fraud? It is not impossible to force it to stay. But in this way, the blessings of fellow Taoists will be consumed a hundred times, and I'm afraid that the disaster will be not far away!"

You Bifang's words are quite reasonable, and they are inseparable from the fact that a treasure with a fate is based on it! Indeed, without absolute strength, holding a treasure is looking for death.

"A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure! If he obtains this important treasure, he will inevitably have a connection with the ancient tomb in the past. Whether it is a good fate or a bad reward, it has nothing to do with us. Seeing that the underground palace is now sealed, who knows how to transform it in the future?"

You Bifang bowed his head and bowed: "Fellow Taoists, after experiencing this incident, I realized that the Taoist practice is shallow and the foundation is not deep. Let's leave first. If you are destined to be in the future, you may have a chance to meet. Meeting Taoist Zuo is just a nodding!"

After saying that, the three-meter-high and extremely magnificent "Yellow Turban Strongman" held You Bi Fang up against the ground, took the silk puppet with him, left the tomb, soared into the sky and left the deep valley, left the tea and horse path, and entered the boundary of the fish and grain path.

The disciples of the side sect who knew the pros and cons, looked at each other and used escape techniques to leave. It was probably because they went back to the sect to report the news.

The remaining monks of the Left Dao dared not wait long, or they rode the wind and fog to ride the mist, and rode the bamboo and light horses with straw raincoats, and left with their own abilities and went down the mountain.

After all, the Earth Immortal Wuyouzi still has some conscience. He exchanged the "Chiyou Flag" in his hand for a more handy star magic weapon, and hurriedly left with several colleagues.

The battle between the tombs of princes and kings of the ancient Great Zhou Divine Dynasty was soon spread through the monks of the left and right paths, and even some martial arts strongmen on the Jianghu Road have heard of it.

Unfortunately, something happened to the king's tomb. The awakened king had no idea that the master was approaching his side. Unpredictable, the God-killing Sword "Fish Intestine" penetrated his chest and extinguished the fundamental divine fire.

If it weren't for a descendant who offered his devil's heart and the city of destruction, the king would have gone!

However, in this way, the king became a ghost and god who had to seal the tomb. In order to maintain his own existence, he had to seal thousands of his direct subordinates in the depths of the tomb forever.

It is natural and there is no trace of Taoism that can be found in numbers. It is like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found. This time, the writing is quite as if it is the supreme and inaction, but it is all-out.

Those who know the inside story will always speak three words, and they dare not say a word that may cause misunderstandings.

Perhaps, for the monks of the side sect and left-minded monks, the ancient Great Zhou divine army, which was strong enough to subvert the world, was just an inconspicuous blood stasis in the eyes of those high-ranking Xuanmen Orthodox Church.
Chapter completed!