Facts have proved that Zuo Mo's worries are not groundless. The first two days of the trip went well, and on the third day they had trouble.

The creature in front of them was the first humanoid creature they had encountered. It looked like a zombie, with a humanoid ape face and fierce eyes glowing red. It was covered with hair, including its face, and the most amazing thing was that the color of its hair was not consistent, and these different colors of hair formed an intricate and delicate pattern, like some unknown talisman.

It had a skull hanging from its waist, like jade and porcelain, and its empty eye sockets seemed to have a black mist floating in it.

"Be careful, it's a corpse!"

Zuo Mo immediately understood from the tone of the Pu Demon's reminder that this thing called a corpse must be extraordinary.

He had seen at least three flying swords slashing at it just now, and except for a few sparks, it didn't leave a trace, but was almost injured by it. Everyone including Zuo Mo was startled, and Wei Sheng and Xie Shan hurriedly stepped forward to support.

The corpse was unable to attack, and immediately retreated, pressing the skull on his waist with his right hand, and a pair of eyes flashed red, firmly locked on Wei Sheng's body. It also seemed to know that Wei Sheng was the greatest threat to it, but when its gaze fell on the broken sword in Wei Sheng's hand, the red light in its eyes skyrocketed, and the surrounding fog surged.

The power of the corpse made Zuo Mo secretly frightened, and hurriedly asked the demon Pu: "What is the corpse?"

"The corpse is not easy to decay in a place where the evil qi is strong, and when the evil qi enters the corpse, it becomes a corpse. Be careful, this corpse is not easy. Pu Demon's tone was solemn: "Along the way, don't say that the corpses, even those bones, have turned into ashes. It takes time for the Xuan Evil Qi to form, at least hundreds of years, and this corpse can survive hundreds of years without decaying, either with the help of treasures, or because it is strange. ”

Baby?

Zuo Mo's gaze immediately drifted to the skull on the waist of the corpse, could it be that this skull is a treasure? Seeing the hair on the corpse's body like a talisman array, he felt that another guess of the demon was also possible.

Wei Sheng, who was confronting the evil corpse, had a solemn face, and the pressure on him from the evil corpse in front of him was unprecedented. Since stepping into the realm of Jindan, his strength has skyrocketed, and this skyrocketing is not just cultivation, but an all-round skyrocket, including sword intent and mind. As a result, he had to spend a lot of time on the stable realm. The rise in strength made those soul beasts who were originally fierce in his eyes feel greatly reduced their sense of oppression.

But this corpse in front of him ......

Wei Sheng didn't even feel a trace of its aura, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it was as if the place where the corpse was standing was empty. This made him very awe-inspiring, and the only one who could do this was a five-grade spirit beast. The spirit beasts of the five grades can generate a void cover and hide their breath.

This demon corpse is not a spirit beast, not even a demon beast, but it is definitely above the fifth grade!

Murderous objects above the fifth rank can only be contended by cultivators above the Jindan stage. Zuo Mo had killed a bloodhorn python before, but that bloodhorn python was made by force, and it was just a little bit related to Wupin.

The evil corpse in front of him is by no means an ordinary fifth-grade murderous thing, and it may even reach the sixth-grade. In heaven and earth, in addition to cultivators and demons, there are countless other creatures, and the types are even more varied. For these creatures, use tiers to divide their strength.

The Void Cover of the Fifth Grade, the Void Realm of the Sixth Grade, the Void Source of the Seventh Grade, the Void God of the Eighth Grade, and the Ninth Rank and the Ten Grades, which are almost impossible for human beings to resist and are close to immortal existence.

Each product is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. Taking Wupin as an example, the lower level can only touch the edge of the virtual cover, and the virtual cover formed is also extremely unstable. The middle level of the five grades, the formation of the virtual cover, has been basically perfected, and new changes have begun to derive. And when it comes to the lower level of the fifth grade, the void cover is close to perfection, and all its various changes are comprehended.

"Five-grade intermediate ......" Yi Zheng exclaimed, his face turning pale. Yi Zheng, who was born in a famous family, saw that his knowledge was much stronger than that of Zuo Mo, and he recognized the power of the corpse at a glance.

When he opened his mouth, everyone was taken aback. You must know that in the major cultivator worlds, what spirit beasts and fierce things have long been clear and almost completely gone. Don't say that a fifth-grade mid-level murderous object is a fourth-grade murderous object, which is already quite rare. Even Yi Zheng, who was born in the Big Buddha Temple, was almost scared. Like the Great Buddha Temple, there is naturally no shortage of spirit beasts, not to mention the five grades, that is, even the six grade spirit beasts, the temple also raised several of them. But those five or six spirit beasts raised in the temple are like harmless babies in front of this evil corpse that has been formed over tens of thousands of years.

After just one glance at the corpse, a chill rushed up to the bottom of Yizheng's heart.

Wei Sheng's expression remained unchanged, he didn't even blink his eyes, and the broken sword in his hand did not move at all.

The corpse's eyes glared at Wei Sheng, his teeth bared with a fierce expression, and his right hand was always pressed against the skull on his waist.

The cultivators around Wei Sheng quickly retreated, while Xie Shan, Zong Ru, and Shu Long did not retreat, but advanced, faintly surrounding the evil corpse

The atmosphere became more and more solemn and tense.

Zuo Mo's heart jumped, and suddenly his eyes soared, and he shouted urgently: "Xie Shan, Zong Ru, Shu Long, you hold other directions, be careful of other murderous things!"

The three of them were united in their hearts and retreated like lightning, but they were still one step too late.

"Ahh

"Beware!

A chaotic exclamation came from behind, and for a while, everyone's faces, including Zuo Mo, changed greatly!

At this moment, the eyes of the corpse facing Wei Sheng flashed red, and his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Clang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron crashing can be heard by the whole camp!

Wei Sheng raised the broken sword and firmly held a claw! I don't know when, the ten fingers of the corpse grew sharp white bone claws!

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound of the dense impact was like raindrops, and the ears of some unprepared cultivators were buzzing. The corpse and Wei Sheng turned into two phantoms, chasing them in the air, and everyone couldn't lock on to their figures at all.

The corpse's bone claws intersected with Wei Sheng's broken sword, and they didn't fall behind at all!

At this moment, Zuo Mo's face changed slightly, damn it!

Glancing at Wei Sheng, who was fighting fiercely with the corpses, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards the back.

He firmly believed that with the strength of the senior brother, even if he couldn't defeat the evil corpse, he would definitely be able to delay the other party! If the murderous thing that sneaked up on him was also a five-grade, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the others. Except for a few of them, everyone else is in the condensation stage. In front of the five-rank demon beasts, the cultivators of the Condensation Stage were as fragile as cabbage.

This is not something that can be changed by quantity, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big!

As long as a five-grade demon beast breaks in, it must be a river of blood. As soon as he thought of this, Zuo Mo's eyes immediately turned red. This team is nominally his subordinates, but in his heart, they are partners who can be entrusted with life and death.

1.2...... Five...... Six!

Damn! There are six of them!

These damn bunch of damn things!

Zuo Mo in mid-air suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, roaring furiously, like thunder on the ground, spreading violently!

The golden and fiery flame armor quickly wrapped Zuo Mo at a speed visible to the naked eye. The translucent golden wings, as thin as cicada wings, quietly took shape on his back, as if there was an invisible pen, quietly sketching.

Hiss!

Zuo Mo disappeared out of thin air in mid-air.

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A huge shadow hung over Arwen, and in the mist, it seemed as if a small mountain was moving towards him. The ground rumbled, and pebbles jumped desperately.

Arwen clenched his black spear tightly, but on his immature face, he was like the most seasoned hunter, without a trace of expression. Arwen, who survived from the dueling arena, is young, but he has experienced a hundred battles, and he really crawled out of the pile of the dead.

However, this unknown monster was so oppressed that he was almost out of breath!

Although he hadn't made a move yet, Ah Wen knew very well in his heart that such a feeling would only appear if the enemy's strength surpassed him by a lot. However, he didn't retreat, just now this big guy has already injured several brothers.

Shu Long is not there, the entire Bitter Guard Battalion, his strength is the strongest, if he dodges at this time, and the others face this big guy, it is really a dead end.

What to do?

His brain is spinning fast, using speed to delay this big guy?

At this moment, this huge shadow in the fog finally revealed its true face, and Awen's pupils suddenly contracted!

An ugly sand puppet, with a body like a hill, at least twenty feet, in front of it, Arwen was like an ant. It seems to be slow, but it takes a long step with each step. Countless streams of tiny sand, like mist, swirled around it.

It's ugly!

Arwen pursed his lips, he knew that his plan to use the speed to delay the other party had failed.

But......

A cold light suddenly flashed in Arwen's eyes, and he suddenly raised the black spear in his hand.

"Bitter Guard!"

Arwen's hissing roar quickly calmed down the originally tumultuous guards. After all, they were well-trained, and after the initial panic, they quickly consolidated their team. When they saw the youngest Ah Wen standing in front of them, these iron men only felt a surge of blood, their necks were red, and their green tendons exploded.

Without an order, they quickly formed a black demon killing array as usual!

Arwen raised the black spear and pressed down, holding the spear in both hands, but the tip of the spear was raised upward, pointing directly at the huge sand puppet that rumbled.

All the bitter guards, immediately understand what Arwen means!

These iron men, who felt guilty because of their panic just now, urged the big array like crazy at this time.

In an instant, countless mist poured into the formation like the water pouring in. Inhaling the evil mist of the Black Demon Killing Array, only a small wisp of pitch-black mist remained.

Tiny black mist, like a swimming fish, converges in one direction.

- Arwen standing with a spear at the head of the formation. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]