Old land of Sharan Kingdom.

The sky was as gloomy as water, the ground was pitch black and wet. Occasionally a gust of cold wind seemed to penetrate the flesh of clothes and penetrate the bone marrow like steel needles. The woods were full of ghosts, revealing a miserable white scent of bones. Occasionally, hundreds of thin people wandered around aimlessly, and from a distance, they could smell a decayed smell on their bodies.

When you look closer, you can see that this is not a human, it is clearly a skeleton!

Although there have been many years of wind and rain and gloomy winds, their bones have not been oxidized to rotten wood and yellow. Instead, they have a white jade-like whiteness under the baptism of resentful and yin spirits. Although they only have thin bone frames, they all have super strength as high as the swordsman. One of the skeletons even contains huge undead magic power in their bodies, which automatically evacuated, and gathered under their bodies a long gray dragon of ten feet long to transport them, commanded the skeletons, and dominated the land.

They swept past like wind and snow. Wherever they went, the vegetation seedlings that had stubbornly breeded completely lost their vitality and the earth returned to death.

After the skeleton army wandered away, a group of young men in black clothes slowly swam out of the hidden stagnant lake and gradually gathered on the shore. The dust removal talisman removed the filth all over the body, and then used the true water talisman to replenish the body's moisture, and then whispered to each other.

"We have been in the old land of Shalan for more than a month, right? The people from the Huangquan Sect are really persistent and have been wandering outside and refused to leave."

"Is there any treasure elixir in remote places like Liuli Island and Shalan Desert? Otherwise, how could those guys who cannot get up early without profit will do such a thing!"

Before we knew it, some people from the Qingxuan Sect who were psychic in mind had already guessed the truth of the facts.

A Qingxuan outer disciple with agile eyebrows and shiny eyes made some portable and delicious marching rations, quietly ran to the circle of more than ten inner disciples, and came up with some ideas for making money.

"Aren't there a few senior brothers and sisters in our team? They all communicated with the spiritual power of heaven and earth through swords, gathered magic power, and practiced magical powers. Why didn't they directly kill these skeleton racks? I could see clearly the wealth in their hands. Most of them were crystal heavenly swords in the glaze void! It was not worse than the magic sword in our hands at all. Even because the materials were more precious and the appearance was more gorgeous, each handle could sell at a high price of five spirit stones! This was a fortune!"

Judging from his familiar appearance, it is obviously not the first time.

"You know, these skeleton troops obviously communicate with the underground demons, and are considered to be one of the earth demons. If the undead leader cultivates advanced spiritual intelligence and practices any secret techniques, no one knows. We are going to work hard, and we will die. If it is not necessary, I will definitely not go. The clever ghost, you should go by yourself."

The senior brother, wearing a green cloud robe, curled his lips, closed his eyes to rest, began to move the qi and blood, circulate the secret meditation scriptures, and practice magic power.

"It is said that Senior Brother Xingyu, who ranks tenth in the Dragon and Phoenix List, is also in our Sword and Fairy Group. He is the only master in our inner sect who has cultivated "Thunder Haoran Qi" to the realm of great success! Could it be that it is not enough to ask him?"

The clever ghost is not willing to give up this opportunity to make money easily.

"Senior Brother Xingyu is strong, but he has only condensed more than 500 magic powers. The skeleton commander who just left has almost overflowed his magic power. He definitely gathered 1,024 magic powers, and the great demon in the secret realm of half-step tempering! Is it worthwhile for those beautiful decorations?"

The senior sister of Qingxuan Inner Sect who suddenly joined the conversation group had just shown off her knowledge and her face turned pale.

Others around them thought that this was just physical weakness and invasion of yin energy caused by long-term running and fatigue. After all, they themselves were often disturbed by the resentment of the dead.

A beautiful girl with a young face was wise and thoughtful, and she saw her senior sister's nervousness at a glance: "Senior sister? Are there any dangers to approach?"

"Xiao Huan'er, those undead army did not leave just now. They were divided and surrounded us."

The senior sister's face was pale, her sword was in her hand, and her body was still trembling.

"Why don't you escape?"

"This group of undead army is too cunning. It actually brought another team. Now there are more than two thousand more, so it's too late!"

While speaking, the eyes of the inner sister flashed with green light, as if she was using a mysterious magical technique.

"Zhu Yuhuan, come to me."

Everyone looked at the sound and saw a man with long hair, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome man.

"Senior Brother Xingyu!"

Zhu Yuhuan, who had a childish face, had a blushing face, and the little fear that had just emerged turned into the unique joy of the little girl. He jumped behind Xingyu like a deer, with his eyes full of happiness.

A red light flashed and came to everyone. More than 300 people in the field passed by Xingyu and all their eyes focused.

A woman in a dark red hunting suit, like a flame, stuck on the ground like a sharp sword. She had thin lips, willow eyebrows, almond eyes, high nose, fair skin, tall figure, and beautiful national beauty. With her outstanding cultivation and noble temperament, many men were moved and secretly in love.

It was Wu Muqin.

"Everyone, D-type formation!"

He didn't talk much, had no morale-enhancing remarks, but simply issued orders.

But as soon as they finished speaking, everyone arranged their formations in an orderly manner, and they seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, and everyone followed them. Those who did not obey the orders had long been driven out of the team and became a member of the undead army. Not to mention kindness, just in terms of majesty, this fire-like girl had done enough.

An existence that can bring hope to people to live is worthy of respect.

More than ten people with the highest cultivation level and who have refined magic power have surrounded the city, like sharp blades of sharp swords, leading their companions around them, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

"Xiaoqin..." Zhou Jinyu coughed twice as soon as he spoke, and pointed the direction of Xingyu and Zhu Yuhuan with a solemn expression: "She is the real reason why Xingyu joined the Jianyuan Group, right?"

It was obviously discussing gossip, but it turned out to be a gentlemanly style. It looked like he was worried about the country and the people, and was compassionate to the world, which attracted a look of his senior sister and junior sister, thinking that he was analyzing the situation and attracted many women to be secretly favored.

After spending more than half a year together, Wu Muqin rolled her eyes and said, "It's been a month since I was together, isn't it okay?"

"I can't die, don't worry."

Zhou Jinyu waved his hand carelessly and smiled: "He cherishes his life very much. With his means, he will definitely live longer than us."

Wu Muqin nodded slightly, as if she had agreed to this statement.

A rich gray-black aura came from the sky, like a thunder car, surrounded by lightning speed.

Before the smile on Zhou Jinyu's face had been retracted, he froze completely. He came to his senses and spat, wishing he could slap himself in the face:

"Crow's mouth!"

"The demon who climbed up from the underground world is the devil king of the secret realm of tempering! This time, we are afraid that we will be doomed!"

More than 300 Qingxuan outer disciples had their faces despair and their eyes were full of despair.

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