puff!

A blood-stained tiger claws poked out from behind the sloppy middle-aged monk.

As soon as the tiger claws were closed, blood was overflowing from the middle-aged monk's mouth, his pupils were protruding, and his eyes fell to the ground with an incredible look.

"It's good to chew, but for some reason it's a bit bitter."

The tiger demon uncle stuffed the bloody heart in his claws into his mouth and chewed it casually.

He reached out and grabbed it, and the word "Wang" on his forehead emitted a dark light. A confused human soul pulled out of the sloppy middle-aged man's body, shrank, and flew into the word "Wang" on Bodu's forehead.

"The potential of the accuser made with the souls of monks is countless times stronger than that of ordinary ordinary people. I really did nothing wrong to promise Kui Jiang to join in this Qingyun Sect."

He swept through the remaining Qingyun Sect monks around with bloodthirsty light. The other demons, ghosts and evil monks came here to seize the cultivation resources of the Qingyun Sect so as to better strengthen himself and practice the great way of cultivation.

The fight with the Qingyun Sect disciples was just a last resort. Unlike him, one of his purposes here was to kill.

"Only by killing enough and cultivating more and stronger accomplices can I become stronger and avenge my second and third brothers. Mu Chenzi, I will definitely avenge this great revenge of life and death."

Bodu shouted loudly, and a strong wind suddenly rose all over his body. A colorful tiger with a body length of more than ten meters appeared in the strong wind. The tiger let out a roar and rushed to a Qi training monk who was fighting with a monster.

Feeling the demon wind coming from behind, the monk turned around in panic, but his eyes turned dark.

Click!

The tiger bit off the monk's head and stretched it down, biting half of the monk's body, leaving only half of his legs still struggling and kicking.

Soon after the tiger swallowed it alive, it moved its target and rushed towards the next monk.

There are only so many foundation-building cultivators in the Qingyun Sect, and very few can achieve real-base cultivation. The sloppy man just now was one, but before the battle, he was injured by the Blood Eagle Demon King, and he made all his ears and souls get a bargain.

There are very few monks who are still fighting in front of this gate.

One by one, the monks died under his claws, and were captured to refine ghosts. Occasionally, there were several seriously injured and dying monsters. My uncle also refused to accept them, giving them a pleasure and put away their souls.

......

The Yin Zi Taoist Li Huafan walked quietly in a path.

Instead of fighting, robbing, or locking the demon tower to rescue like other monsters and evil monks, he chose to act alone.

From the beginning, he came with purpose and had a clear route in his mind.

The hissings of monsters and the roar of monks kept coming from afar. Although the sound became a little subtle due to distance, for his existence with his strength, any sound would be amplified.

He walked forward step by step, with a certain unique rhythm, and seemed to be walking very slowly, but if a mortal attempted to keep up with him, he would find that he was bizarrely fast and could no longer see his back in a blink of an eye.

"Huh?" A foundation-building monk who was flying through the sky with a flying magic weapon happened to see him. "Without wearing the clothes of the disciples of the sect, the black veil covers his face, and his body emits a sinister aura. He must be those evil cultivators who broke in outside."

Thinking of this in my heart, the monk reached out and planned to finish him.

instigate!

The sharp sword on his body was automatically unsheathed and slashed towards Li Huafan below under the control of his divine thoughts.

laugh!

The sharp sword penetrated Li Huafan's body without any obstacles and inserted it into the ground, but soon, his body disappeared from the spot, which turned out to be a afterimage.

The eyes of the foundation-building monk who was flying in the air changed. He realized that he had been a tough guy, and he didn't even think about it and reached out to make a gesture.

"Qi!" The flying magic weapon under his feet suddenly accelerated and flew away in a very fast speed.

But before he could fly far, a black figure appeared on his back, opened his mouth, revealing four pitch-black corpse teeth, and bit on the back of his neck.

"You... are zombies!" The foundation-building monk tried to struggle, but his body could not increase his strength.

The pupils gradually dissipated, the skin quickly lost moisture and became dry. Soon, it turned into a skinny and thin appearance and was thrown from the air.

"The blood of an ordinary foundation-building monk can only fill me slightly now, even if I want to avenge my senior brother, I can only get the body if I want to get closer to my cultivation."

Li Huafan looked forward with some dry eyes, and could faintly see a small hill covered by fog.

He took a step forward and walked in the air, and soon he arrived near the hill.

You can see that this is a huge mausoleum. A white stone brick staircase leads to the top of the mountain bag. There is a marble-carved unicorn on both sides.

Li Huafan shrank into an inch of the ground, took a few steps and reached the top of the mountain bag.

The coldness of the mountain bag can be clearly felt on the top of the mountain. A huge tombstone that looks like the main entrance of a house stands upright in front of it, with several large characters carved on the stone tablet: The tomb of Xiao Yang, a twelve-generation disciple of the Qingyun School.

There was nothing else, neither tribute nor incense burner, but it was covered with yellow talismans, as if suppressing something.

"I was bitten by a demon corpse, but I didn't want to burn it, but I kept it for another purpose. I also built such a tomb to suppress it. I thought it could stop the corpse from being transformed. It was really ridiculous."

"Although I am a zombie, my predecessor is also a human race. I can't bear the birth of this wise demon corpse in the future, which will lead to the devastation of the creatures. Why don't I let me bear the resentment on this corpse alone and exchange for peace for the people of the world."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Seeing the tomb right in front of me, Li Huafan couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. He stood in front of him with one hand and compiled it towards the tomb, with his face pretending to be compassionate.

After saying that, he was about to step forward to break through the tomb and take out the corpse inside.

"If a fellow Taoist is really a chivalrous person who cares about the common people, why not kill the demons and evil demons who invaded this sect with us, and give peace to the creatures here."

Behind the tombstone, a man with a long body standing tall, handsome and handsome, and a wide chest slowly walked out.

"Who are you?"

Li Huafan was shocked, stopped in place, and looked coldly at the man with wide chest.

"I am a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Wu Yan." The man's face was calm, but he was full of confidence when he said this name.

"Wu Yan, the third place among the ten masters of Qingyun."

Li Huafan's pupils shrank, "As the top three cultivators among the Qingyun Sect's disciples, if you don't go to those important points to resist foreign demons and guard the resources of the sect, why do you appear here instead?"

"Friend Taoist said just now that the important thing about guards is that since you are here, this place is naturally the important thing."

"The head of the sect sent me here to prevent some sluts from taking advantage of the chaos to sluts Brother Xiao's body and disturb Senior Brother Xiao's An Ning." Wu Yan said in a particularly heavy tone when talking about sluts.

"Haha, fellow Taoist misunderstood. I came here just to eliminate the corpse energy generated from the corpse of the owner in the tomb. This is also excellent for the corpse inside, so as not to be detrimental to the sect in the future."

Li Huafan laughed dryly, but the corpse energy on his body became more and more concentrated, and he was ready to take action at any time.

"I am grateful to the disciples in the sect, because I am afraid that this sect is trying to get a tiger and raise it for trouble."

Wu Yan's eyes became cold, and his body exuded an aura that was no less than Li Huafan.

"Hmph, since you don't speak out, why do you need to say too much?"

Li Huafan snorted coldly, his body began to grow bigger, lifted up to about a meter, and his nails extended outward, like ten sharp razors.

The corpse teeth grew out of the mouth, and green light appeared in his eyes. In an instant, it turned into a black shadow and rushed straight to Wu Yan and left.

Wu Yanyi was not afraid. Facing the zombie rushing towards him, there was not much expression on her face, and her hands swung in a certain unique rhythm.

A black and white yin and yang fish phantom appeared behind him.

His body movements were as soft as water, and the corpse claws that Li Huafan slapped were easily caught by him. Not only that, he took a step forward and approached Li Huafan without any hindrance.

The light of the rune appeared in the palm of his palm, and he slapped his unprepared abdomen.

The seemingly slow palm was actually extremely fast, and the zombies in front of me were hard to avoid, so I took this palm in a daze.

Bang!

The sound of hitting the flesh spread. Li Huafan stopped moving, but then he smiled and said with a grim smile: "Is it the palm talisman of the left-minded monk who specializes in Yin and dirty? Is this your reliance?"

The corpse claws waved and smashed them hard at the short human monk in front of him.

Bang!

The corpse claws were held back by Wu Yan again, but Li Huafan's attack did not stop because of this, but waved his claws more and more rapidly.

The sharp nails cut a large number of white afterimages in the air, and attacks were like raindrops pouring down from the strong wind.

The battle between the two became more and more intense. If a monk opened his eyes from a distance and looked here, he could see a huge zombie roaring to the sky and two yin and yang fish patterns fighting together.

The Taoist monk's perception of Tao is beyond the reach of ordinary monks. The battle between them will naturally affect the world and cause strange phenomena.

Even the tiger dragon that turned into a demonic weapon and flew past from a distance could not help but turn its head slightly, and saw the two sides fighting in the distance, one of whom was corpse soaring into the sky and the other was swaying in the spirit.

I knew in my heart that there should be a master fighting, and the tiger dragon had no intention of getting close. Such a fight is not uncommon here now.

Just now, he saw a blood-red giant eagle with a wingspan of hundreds of meters from a distance fighting with four figures with solemn momentum.

That was a huge momentum. When it comes to the fight scene, the scene was no less than the battle between the Empress Yuji and the elders of the Zhengtian Sect that Hu Jiao had seen.

He did not have the idea of ​​intervening in these battles. On the one hand, he did not want to put himself in a dangerous situation in vain, and on the other hand, he was anxious about the two remaining treasure-hiding places of the Qingyun Sect.

The Medicine Hall, the Wanbao Hall, and the Miaofa Hall are the places where the Qingyun School uses to store elixirs, magic weapons, and magical powers.

Although it is not necessarily the highest value among the Qingyun Sect, the benefits that can be obtained are the most obvious and are visible and tangible benefits.

Now that the Medicine Hall is empty, he plans to go to another nearby Miaofa Hall.

However, to his surprise, after the tiger dragon finally arrived at the Miaofa Hall, there were only a pile of ruins in front of him, with raging fire burning on it.

There were some evil monks, demons, ghosts and other people around them still swimming on the edge of the flames, trying to get some valuable things out of them.

"Is he climbed first by someone?" The tiger dragon landed in front of the fire and picked his eyelids.

Looking around, I can no longer see what it originally looked like here. There are only a few tall figures of hundreds of meters tall, telling the glory of this place.

"Don't look, nothing is gone." A big white ape monster with a long beard saw that the tiger dragon had just come over, staring at the fire in front of him, and sighed.
To be continued...