Yuan Ming glanced at the spiritual sense and vaguely recognized the identities of several corpses. He was the Yunhuang Alliance cultivator who had been sent to Zhao State to stop the advance of the Wuyue Cult Army.

These corpses are obviously mostly made of the corpses of monks collected by the Wuyue Sect.

Without waiting for Yuan Ming and others to react, thousands of corpses had already rushed over, and the Yunhuang Alliance army had to distribute some of their men to deal with these black and red corpses.

In a certain battle group, a man with foundation-building cultivation was the first to be hit, and he slashed the black and red corpse with all his strength.

With a "puff", the right arm of the corpse refining was cut off.

However, the black and red corpse refining did not care at all. He bent his legs and instantly flew out several feet. His left hand easily penetrated the body-protecting robes of the great man in the foundation-building period and stabbed into his lower abdomen.

"You..." The big man's mouth was filled with blood, his face full of disbelief.

The black and red corpse-refining arm waved upwards, and the man's body was almost split in half, and he could not die any more.

At the same time, blood-colored vortexes on the ground shot out blood lights, blending into the body of the corpse refining, causing the broken bones on its right arm to heal quickly.

The black and red corpse refining continues to move forward, looking for the next target.

Similar situations are constantly happening. With the assistance of this blood-colored vortex, these corpses can recover quickly even if they are cut off their hands and feet, as long as they are not bombarded into pieces, and continue to attack like no one is fine.

Although these corpse refiners are not very intelligent, they are not afraid of death. Generally, the foundation-building cultivators cannot compete with each other. A few powerful cultivators can even compete with the Dan-King Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cultivating Cult

With the help of these black and red corpse refining, the pressure of the Wuyue Cultivator suddenly decreased greatly and quickly resisted the offensive of the Yunhuang Alliance.

When a group of Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yunhuang Alliance saw this scene, they were about to take action, but were stopped by Tianjizi's voice transmission.

"Don't be impulsive. Our goal is to deal with the Witch Moon God and the Blood Demon Ancestor. We cannot make a rash move!"

When everyone heard this, they had to stop.

Yuan Ming's eyes swept across the huge blood-colored vortex, and at the same time released his spiritual sense and penetrated it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The vortex is filled with extremely abundant qi and blood power, and its roots seem to lead to the deep underground. With his spiritual sense, he cannot find it.

"Is it some kind of teleportation prohibition?" he murmured to himself.

"This thing is not a restriction, but a blood spirit vein." Xiying said.

"Blood Spirit Vein? And such Spirit Vein?" Yuan Ming was stunned.

"The spiritual veins between heaven and earth are not only five elements spiritual veins, but also Yin spirit veins, Yang spirit veins, Blood spirit veins, Thunder spirit veins, etc., but they are very rare. This blood spirit vein looks quite large and has turned into a river of gathering spirits, which is rare." Xiying said.

"Is the river of gathering spirits the same as the tree of gathering spirits?" Yuan Ming said.

"Yes, after turning into a gathering blood river, this blood spirit vein can move freely and will not be limited to a certain place." Xiying said.

On a low mountain far away from the battlefield, a woman in green clothes stood in the void, and it was Xiqian, with Huazhi standing beside her.

Xiqian had just woken up and her magic power was not stable, so Xiying did not let her participate in the battle.

Yuan Ming was worried that the Wuyue Sect had any hidden means to let Huazhi protect Xiqian with her own personal care.

"This Spirit Gathering Blood River is interesting. Xiaohuazhi, should you go and find out with me?" Xiqian said.

"Okay." Huazhi was also very interested in the blood-colored vortex.

Xiqian raised her hand and pressed Huazhi's shoulders, and a layer of rich green light emerged from her body surface, and she flashed into the ground.

Yuan Ming Chaoxiqian and Huazhi looked at the locations of the place where they were, but did not speak.

The river of gathering spirits is quite strange, so it would be nice for the two of them to go down to explore.

"No matter what spiritual vein he is, master, we should take action as soon as possible. That Tianjizi was timid and was simply missing the opportunity for war!" King Kong said.

Before Yuan Ming could speak, the body of King Kong had turned into a golden invisibility, and he went straight to the two Nascent Soul cultivators wearing southern Xinjiang costumes, but they were Zi Lei and Chi Xiao from the Shuangxian Sect of the Southern Xinjiang.

"Vajra, don't act rashly!" Yuan Ming hurriedly scolded.

However, Vajra's body was like lightning and had already arrived in front of the two immortals. The two arms suddenly made a "crack" sound, and suddenly became thicker and pounded out of the void.

There was a "boom".

Two fissures swept out like a substantial fist wind, and wherever they passed, there were bursts of thunder in the void.

At this moment, a long black sword broke through the void and slashed hard at the Vajra.

The black knife is three feet long, and there is a hideous ghost head at the hilt. The back of the knife is inlaid with nine huge copper rings, and it is killed through the air. The powerful sword energy forms an impenetrable aura, which easily crushes the fist wind of the King Kong and covers the King Kong's body.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows thumped. The aura of this black ghost-headed sword was not at all under his ghost White Bone Banner. If it were the power of killing, it was still above the White Bone Banner. There was an evil aura in the sword, which soared into the sky.

"Is this thing a heavenly ghost sword?" he said in his heart.

According to the information provided by Xiying, the Wuyue Sect has three spiritual treasures in the township sect, and the Ghost White Bone Banner is one of them. This black long sword should be another spiritual treasure heavenly ghost magic sword.

After thinking about it, Yuan Ming's body disappeared in a flash, and then appeared near King Kong and punched him out.

After a "boom", the void in front of him fluctuated together, and a blood-colored fist as big as a palace shot out, hitting the sword aura of the Tiangui Magic Sword, shattering it like a destruction.

The blood-colored fist shadow changed and turned into a blood-colored giant palm, holding the Vajra and flying backwards.

The Wu Yue God's eyes sank, and the black light of the Heavenly Ghost Magic Sword surged, slashing towards the blood-colored giant palm.

However, Yuan Ming moved faster and stepped down with one foot in the void.

boom!

A blood-colored elephant leg phantom appeared out of thin air, carrying overwhelming power, and stepped towards the seven or eight monks of the Wuyue Cultivation nearby.

The seven or eight Nascent Soul monks of the Wuyue Sect below the legs were about to escape in all directions, but a huge force came in an instant.

The bodies of several people seemed to be pressed by a huge peak, and they were unable to move, and they were about to be smashed into meat sauce by their bloody legs.

"The legs shadow turned into invisible!" Wu Yueshen did not expect Yuan Ming to move so quickly, and he ignored the pursuit and shouted with a slight slight finger.

The blood-colored legs suddenly dissipated and turned into scattered blood lights floating away.

The pressure on several Nascent Soul monks disappeared and they immediately ran away like a general amnesty.

Yuan Ming took the King Kong back to his original position, looked at the scattered blood light, and murmured to himself: "So that's it, Yan Wu's words and Dharma Sui is the principle."

His soul power has recovered now, and his senses are much sharper than before. Just after Wu Yue Shen spoke up, his soul power quietly merged into the blood-colored legs.

Yan Wu's soul power has the magical power to control other people's magic power and even items, which can disintegrate it from the inside of the blood-colored leg shadow.

Yuan Ming and Wu Yue Shen's fighting was extremely fast. Tian Jizi and others only reacted at this moment and flew forward quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, is it okay?" Tianjizi asked.

"It's okay." Yuan Ming shook his head.

Tian Jizi breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Ming is the only one in the Yunhuang Alliance to return to the void combat power, so there can be no accident.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, according to your opinion, what should we do now?" he asked in a voice.

In the battle between ordinary monks below, the Yunhuang Alliance has already gained the upper hand, but they are not sure.

If you talk about ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, there are more Yunhuang Alliances, but the Wuyue Sect has two combat powers, Wuyue God and Blood Demon Ancestor, who can only deal with one person at most. If you don’t think of a good countermeasure, you will definitely suffer a big loss when you take action rashly. This is also the reason why Tianjizi hesitated.

At this moment, Xiying flew over from behind and landed in front of everyone.

"Leave the Witch Moon God to me!"

"Xi Shen Envoy, you..." Tian Jizi was stunned.

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"Fellow Daoist Yuan, is it really okay?" Tianjizi asked in a voice transmission.

He knew that Xiying was a soul cultivator with great strength, but how could he be the opponent of Wu Yue Shen?

Before Yuan Ming could speak, Xiying no longer hid her soul power, and the huge soul power in Yanwu realm exploded.

"Yan Wu! How is that possible! Who are you?" Wu Yue Shen was shocked and stared at Xiying.

There is very little inheritance of soul cultivator in Yunhuang Continent, especially high-level soul cultivator mostly comes from Wuyue Sect. He only gave all the contents of the Sleeping Witch Realm and never revealed the way to break through Yanwu. How could a second Yanwu appear in Yunhuang Continent!

"You don't need to know." Xiying said lightly, a dazzling golden light lit up between her eyebrows, turning dozens of feet into a golden sea.

The Jinhai was filled with fire-like soul power. With the magical consciousness of the Witch Moon God, it was burned when it approached. It was impossible to detect what Xiying was doing inside.

A magnificent golden beam of light shot out from the Jinhai and headed straight for the Wu Yue God like a giant arrow.

"A little trick of eagle!" Wu Yue Shen snorted coldly, and the rolling black air surged out of him, colliding with the golden light column.

The intense soul power fluctuations burst out, but they were comparable.

Xi Zheng saw this scene in the distance, his face was calm, but his heart was filled with storm.

Yuan Ming is a physical cultivation of the body of all things, and his daughter has quietly advanced to Yanwu. No wonder they said it before, and they are confident that they can fight against Wuyue Sect and the Demon Realm.

Xizheng quickly calmed down. The situation in Wuyue Sect and the Demon Realm began to become a little confused. Following them the way to the darkness may not seem to be the best choice.

Ni Mu, not far away, had no expression on his face, but his eyes were flashing.

He and Yuan Ming and Xiying fought against each other many times, and they had long been old opponents. In the Shura Palace, his cultivation was far above Yuan and Xi. However, during these days, Yuan Ming and Xiying's strength have improved by leaps and bounds and entered the extreme realm of Yunhuang Continent.

Although Ni Mu's strength is also improved, it is far inferior to Yuan and Xi.

His eyes narrowed and his fists were clenched secretly.

"Brother..." The beautiful woman under Ni Mu looked over and said in surprise.

Not only the senior leaders of the Wuyue Sect, but also the senior monks of the Yunhuang Alliance were also shocked at this time.

Yuan Ming's body of all things is shocking enough. Now another Yan Wu appears. Could it be that Xiying is the real Moon God of the Underworld?

"So Xiying is a Yan Wu. No wonder she could detect the existence of the old body. This would be fine. With the help of Yan Wu, the matter would be even more secure." The old voice in the purple wooden hairpin sounded in Luo Zhu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Luo Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, vaguely scared that the two people she met in southern Xinjiang were such terrifying existences. Fortunately, she had been having a good relationship with the two and had not offended them.

Tianjizi breathed a sigh of relief. Since Xiying was a witch, she could naturally compete with the witch and moon god.

With Xiying's joining, the Yunhuang Alliance is on par with the opponent in terms of high-end combat power.

However, he didn't feel any complaining in his heart. Yuan Ming and Xiying actually hid their strength, which made him worry for so long.

"With Lord Ming Yue Shen and the God of God, we will win this battle and attack!" Tian Jizi quickly adjusted his mood and shouted loudly.

The Nascent Soul Cultivators of the Yunhuang Alliance could not wait any longer. Hearing this, he immediately turned into a series of lights and shot out in front of him.
Chapter completed!