Qingyang was tightly grasped and couldn't get rid of it, the two were equivalent to being connected, Qingyang wanted to enter the Drunken Immortal Hu, so he could only bring the other party in, and the other party's strength was too high, Qingyang's divine thoughts could not suppress the other party, and he could not enter the Drunken Immortal Hu.

And in this current situation, even if the other party is brought into the Drunken Immortal Hu, Qingyang still can't escape, so the hiding function of the Drunken Immortal Hu is equivalent to being invalid at this moment.

No matter how powerful the treasure is, it needs to be used, when the opponent's strength is strong enough to be able to restrain you before you use the treasure, or not give you the opportunity to use the magic weapon at all, then having a powerful magic weapon is just a decoration.

The life-saving means that had been invincible turned out to be ineffective, and Qingyang suddenly lost his soul, and for the first time since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he felt that death was so close to him. Even the drunken immortal is useless, is it possible that he will die in this river of blood this time?

It was only then that Qingyang discovered that it was a living dead person who caught him. Looking at the other party's old face, the wrinkles on his body, his thin hands and claws, his almost clumpy hair, and the speed of his attack just now, this living dead is at least a second-order, and may even be a third-order living dead.

The third-order living dead is already the limit of the living dead in the Valley of Chaos Demons, and to produce a third-order living dead, you first need to be young, and secondly, you need to be lucky enough to survive two trials in a row. The youngest disciple who participated in the trial was in his twenties and nearly thirty years old, and after sixty years, he was close to ninety, and it was impossible for him to live until the next trial no matter what.

Although the prohibition of the Chaotic Demon Valley will suppress the cultivation of the living dead and cannot be improved, so that their strength will always stop at the sixth layer of qi refining, but the abilities of the living dead in other aspects cannot be suppressed, such as the speed of attack, reaction ability, physical strength, etc., will slowly increase over time, and eventually reach a higher level.

The living dead are all turned into trial disciples, and the trial disciples themselves are the best among the disciples of various sects, and their qualifications and abilities in all aspects are extremely excellent. And the spiritual energy in the Chaos Demon Valley is abundant, which is comparable to the retreat place of the Jindan elders of the Seven Great Immortal Sects, even if the living dead forget how to cultivate, just by relying on instinct, the comprehensive strength can reach another level.

If the first-order living dead who have stayed in the Chaotic Demon Valley for twenty years are equivalent to the seventh and eighth layers of qi refining among ordinary monks, then the second-order living dead who have stayed in the Chaotic Demon Valley for forty years are equivalent to the ninth layer of qi cultivation, and as for the third-order living dead who have stayed in the Chaotic Demon Valley for sixty years, their comprehensive strength can be compared even with the foundation building monks.

The reason why we say comprehensive strength is because the living dead have no spiritual intelligence, no spiritual weapons and other means, in fact, their shooting speed and reaction ability are higher than those of the foundation building monks. The Zhuji Cultivator's move was not something that ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators could imagine at all, if this was really a third-order living dead, then it would not be unusual for Qingyang to be arrested.

Wei Yufeng and the others were entangled by the living dead just now, and Qingyang was still secretly grateful to those living dead, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he also became the prey of the living dead. If he had known that this would be the result, he should have hid in the drunken immortal gourd as soon as possible, regardless of whether he would expose his secret, saving his life was the most important thing, but unfortunately it was too late.

Qingyang was restrained to death, not only could he not move, he couldn't even mobilize his true qi, he couldn't resist, he couldn't save himself, and he couldn't use all the means he had, and now Qingyang finally realized the despair that the two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had experienced before.

Fortunately, this living dead is different from other living dead, after grabbing the prey, he didn't eat for the first time, but just restrained Qingyang so that he couldn't move, and then stared at Wei Yufeng.

From the time Wei Yufeng discovered that the third-order living dead began to retreat, to the time when the living dead took Qingyang, it was only a matter of an instant, and when the living dead stared at Wei Yufeng again, he only retreated two or three feet away, and he was still at a dangerous distance.

Seeing that the living dead were staring at him again, Wei Yufeng couldn't help but tremble in his heart, judging from the speed of his shot just now, it was obviously a third-order living dead, just now a first-order living dead made himself tired to deal with, the strength of the third-order living dead didn't know how many times higher than that of ordinary living dead, comparable to a foundation building monk, how could he be able to cope with a mid-stage disciple of Qi refining?

Anyway, Qingyang has been taken by the living dead, unless it is the arrival of the gods, this Qingyang can no longer have a chance to live, and his task can be regarded as completed, as for the life and death of other people, what does it matter to him? Wei Yufeng didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and he didn't even dare to join up with another Yin-Yang Sect disciple, and he used his strength under his feet to swim towards the river as fast as he could.

Wei Yufeng took the initiative to retreat, but he didn't expect that the living dead were unwilling to let him go like this, grabbed Qingyang with one hand, and chased after him with a swing of his body. The speed of the third-order living dead was more than twice as fast as that of the mid-stage Qi refining cultivator, and in the blink of an eye, he was two or three zhang closer, and by the time Wei Yufeng came back to his senses, the third-order living dead was already less than a zhang away from him.

Wei Yufeng didn't expect the speed of the third-order living dead to be so fast, and he didn't expect that the other party had already obtained a prey, but he still refused to let him go. At this time, it was too late to escape, so Wei Yufeng had no choice but to use the true qi of his whole body and desperately sacrifice the spiritual weapon Yin Yang Slash.

As soon as the Yin Yang Slash flew out, it collided head-on with the living dead, and the third-order living dead was worthy of being equivalent to the existence of the foundation building monk, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly slashed at the Yin and Yang Slash with one hand.

I heard a loud and piercing sound, and the yin and yang slashed back and flew back, inserted into the mud next to it, and the living dead was only shaken slightly, and his hand was cut a few times.

Qingyang couldn't move, but his eyes were still there, and he kept paying attention to the living dead's shot, not because he was big-hearted, but because he was worried about being affected by the battle between the two. Seeing that the third-order living dead slashed the yin and yang slash with one move, he couldn't help but secretly say to himself, this strength is really strong.

Wei Yufeng was also frightened by the hand of the third-order living dead, he once again truly realized the gap between the mid-stage Qi refining cultivator and the third-order living dead, desperately he would definitely not be able to fight, the only thing he could do now was to run for his life, so he waved his hand and slapped it towards his chest.

On Wei Yufeng's chest, there was a high-grade escape talisman made of jade, which was specially made for him by Wei Haoran, the ancestor of the Wei family's Jindan, and was one of the most important means of preserving his life. He didn't even need to input his true qi to stimulate it, as long as he smashed the jade talisman hard, the escape talisman would instantly take effect, randomly teleporting him thousands of zhang away.