In the southern part of Zhongming Mountain, by the Guiyuan River, a handsome young man wearing a green robe appeared.

He was barefoot, surrounded by a thin layer of pale cyan mist, quietly suspended in the air, and there was a ray of cyan aura in his palm, which was spiraling, and after a while, it turned into an arrow, pointing to the depths of the Middle Stygian Mountain.

This person was Gu Deming, he looked at the arrow in his palm, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"The Mixed Yuan Gourd is in the Middle Underworld Mountain, these corpse kings are really bold and hit the head of Taixuanzong. ”

After Gu Deming left Qingyuan Valley, he first went to Chixia Mountain and explored it with secret techniques, in addition to the breath of the two silver-armored corpses, he also sensed the breath of many strange monks, but unfortunately he couldn't judge the cultivation.

If there were only two silver-armored corpses, the Qingyang Dao people and the other Taixuanzong elders, with the help of the Broken Sky Great Array and the Mixed Yuan Gourd arranged here, would have the strength to resist, and he suspected that a third-party force was interfering.

Under caution, Gu Deming used his secret technique to sense the residual true yuan aura of the mixed yuan gourd, if someone else intervened, it was impossible for this mixed yuan gourd to fall into the hands of the Middle Immortal Mountain, and no immortal cultivator could endure the temptation of imitating the spirit treasure.

As a result, I tracked all the way, and finally came to the Middle Stygian Mountain.

"It is rumored that the Soul Eater and the Yaksha, like the Silverwinged Yaksha, are proficient in the art of concealment, and if the three-headed corpse king secretly attacks, it is very likely to succeed. ”

"But there is another possibility, this mixed yuan gourd is a bait for naked dew, just in case, you have to keep a hand ......"

Gu Deming's expression was cold, he flipped it with one hand, the cyan arrow in his hand disappeared, and a burst of incomparably thick mana coerced power surged in his body, and the cyan mist outside his body turned into a brilliant cyan aura, and a huge and incomparably large aura spread.

This shining retreat, with a hint of cyan halo tail flame, slashed through the air, and those cold winds containing a bit of spatial power were shattered by this huge spiritual pressure before they could touch this retreat.

The dead creatures in a radius of hundreds or thousands of miles all sensed the boundless terrifying aura, as if the sky was about to fall, and they all fled into the distance in terror.

The distance of thousands of miles was not long for the speed of the Transformation Stage, and he did not hide his momentum along the way, and came to the outside of the Valley of the Corpse King without any obstacles.

Gu Deming sensed the thick cold qi floating on the valley, as well as a special forbidden power, he snorted coldly, his hands were sealed, and a series of palpitating mana fluctuations surged between his hands, and a dark cyan ball of light appeared.

With a slight wave, the ball of light, which was only the size of a watermelon, turned into an arc and shot towards the Valley of the Corpse King, and when it reached the sky above it, the ball of light exploded violently, and dozens of extremely dexterous cyan spirit snakes sprang out of it.

At this moment, this dead valley seemed to be in the green jungle, and a breath of life and nourishment emerged, and the smell of corpses in the nearby air was washed away, exuding a fresh smell.

These cyan spirit snakes, like a spring thunder, blasted towards the Valley of the Corpse King.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The astonishing wave of qi churned outward, and the gray-black cold qi became fragmented under the impact of this completely different terrifying aura, and the cold qi in the distance was impacted into countless cold whirlwinds, rolling outward, forming a cold wave.

The Divine Transformation Cultivator, with his strong True Yuan alone, and the magic power he cast with his hands raised, far surpassed the immortal cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period.

However, this level of attack was not enough to threaten the five corpse kings, his purpose was to break up the prohibition of the corpse king valley and force the other party out.

Sure enough, a deep voice came from the bottom of the valley: "Gu Deming, Zhongming Mountain is not Dayuanzhou, it is not a place for you to spread wild, this king advises you to leave quickly." ”

When Gu Deming heard this, he said with a little contempt in his tone: "If it is a golden armor corpse, Gu is still afraid of three points, and a few tenth-level silver armor corpses still dare to speak like this, and take the initiative to hand over the treasures of this sect, Gu can leave you a trace of consciousness." ”

As he spoke, the divine sense of the Transformation Period probed out, and his eyes suddenly froze, although he could sense the breath of the five corpse kings, but there was still a strange aura at the bottom of the valley that separated him, a bit like a divine sense prohibition, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

The deep voice snorted coldly: "The old guy of the Yuan Demon Sect came over back then, and his tone was not so big, your Taixuan Sect's mixed yuan gourd is here with us, if you have the ability, come and get it." ”

When Gu Deming heard this, although his expression was still arrogant, he was a little vigilant in his heart, it sounded like the old monster of the Yuan Demon Sect had come to the Middle Underworld Mountain, and he had no choice but to get these corpse kings?

He was not verbose, the magic seal in his hand flashed, a true yuan gushed out of the yuan baby, and a cyan light saber several feet long appeared in front of him, with a cyan halo circulating throughout his body, and there was a layer of mysterious runes on the surface, exuding an endless breath.

Gu Deming directly used the Yuan Qi in the True Yuan, and in this environment where there was no aura, he played the magic power of the Yuan Qi Transformation Form.

This cyan lightsaber that exuded terrifying fluctuations, with a Yuan Qi tail flame, blasted out, and the powerful Yuan Qi power kept squeezing the cold qi around it.

The gray fog at the bottom of the valley seemed to sense the horror of this attack, and quickly condensed inward, and a huge figure was exposed in the empty Valley of the Corpse King.

This is a monstrous one-legged monster.

It was more than a foot tall, with purple fangs, and its head was the face of Zha Yaksha, but at the center of its eyebrows, it was inlaid with a crystal clear multi-faceted crystal, and there was a faint glint of color in it.

On the shoulders on either side of the skull, there were two bone spurs about the same height, flashing with dark purple thunder, and the torso below was unusually strong, covered with thick muscle mass, with silver scales and green corpse hair hanging here and there.

Its right arm is very thick, the size of a whole zombie in a single arm, but it has no muscles, like a cylindrical pillar, and is covered with a layer of bright silver scales.

The front of his right arm did not have a palm, but instead a fist that appeared to be poured with flesh-colored wax oil, which collapsed inward with three pitch-black hollows.

The monster's left arm was only half the length of its right, but it was twice as thick, like a silver ball of flesh with rows of bone spurs several feet long on it, and it was terrifyingly cold.

The single leg of the lower body, thicker than the huge torso, was covered with scales covered with yellow rust spots, and on the back of its grinding thigh, there was also a pair of silver fleshy wings, which were gently fanning.

The monster with the head of the Thunder Yaksha looked at the rays of the Yuan Qi lightsaber that shot out, and a hideous smile appeared on its face, and the left arm and right wax fist in the shape of a meat ball were attached to his chest.

A regular pentagonal silver shield suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, the multi-faceted crystals in the center of Thunder Yaksha's eyebrows shot a ray of multicolored aura towards this shield.

A golden ray quickly spread across the shield, shining with a golden halo, directly blocking the mighty Yuan Qi Sword.

"Boom!"

The blue-gold halo was frantically intertwined, the terrifying energy fluctuations were overflowing wildly, and the defense of the golden shield seemed to be a little insufficient, and it was squeezed backwards little by little by the lightsaber.

In the sky of the Corpse King Valley, the cold aura that had been blasted out seemed to have been attracted by some kind of attraction, surging in, and submerged into the body of this monster, although the golden light shield was a little dim, but it always remained undispersed.

The powerful aftermath of the two halos rolled in all directions, and the hard rock on the ground, which had been tempered by the cold air for countless years, gradually shattered.

The huge monster filled with a rich corpse aura could still stabilize its figure under the huge impact force, and its physical body seemed to contain powerful brute force.

"What kind of zombie is this?"

Gu Deming's eyes sank, the magic in his hand surged, and the cyan lightsaber suddenly exploded, turning into countless small short swords, dodging the golden shield and blasting towards the monster's whole body.

"Boom!"

A blue-gold ball of light exploded, forming a halo wave, spreading wildly in all directions, and the entire Corpse King Valley trembled violently......