"this……"

The mountain wind blew by, and Zhou Tian looked at the corpses on the ground, almost forgot his words.

The court tried its best to kill him. A nine-orbital spiritual man and three nine-line Wuzong died in front of him?

"Brother Fang Yuan!"

He looked at Fang Yuan, and his voice suddenly became stuttering: "Did you have successfully cast your body and the true saint of martial arts?"

With Fang Yuan’s fierce power just now, there seems to be only this explanation.

"True Saint? I'm still inferior!"

Fang Yuan looked back and laughed so hard that people and animals were harmless, but with the record of killing four people in a row just now, Zhou Tian was speechless.

‘After this battle, I also knew my martial arts strength!’

He clenched his fists secretly: "Even if it is outside, without the influence of the heaven and earth, it is enough to be invincible under the true saint!"

Not only that, his body was refining with the essence and blood of the ancestor witch, and his body was unyielding than the true saint at this time, and he had the power to fight!

'Unknown to me, martial arts has made great progress, not inferior to the dream master's strength...it's even more than that.'

‘This son…’

Zhou Tian lowered his head, feeling that the fluctuations not far away had subsided, and his thoughts were changing.

‘When the camp was attacked, or the alliance intentionally used us as bait, but this Fang Yuan... clearly has such strength, but he has been tolerant before. He is really scheming and has the danger of mountains and rivers!’

"Sir, what should we do at this time?"

He lowered his head humbly, and had completely regarded Fang Yuan as a true saint.

At least, in the Jiujue Mountain environment, the other party is comparable to a half-true holy warrior!

"It's still the same as before, and we still do not move... With these heads, we just patrol to discover abnormalities, pursue them, and make contributions to killing the enemy!"

Fang Yuan directly chose the argument that was most beneficial to his side.

“So…good!”

Zhou Tian agreed in one go.

In any case, Fang Yuan’s future is simply limitless at this time, and he immediately started to hold his thighs firmly.

...

Stonehenge, camp.

The entire altar was shattered everywhere, and the dark cave of the crypt appeared.

Around them, sporadic dream masters and Wu Zong fell to the ground, with black blood flowing, and they died with their eyes closed.

"kill!"

Groups of black-clothed warriors emerged from the fog, all of whom were above the Tongmai Martial Sect and roared into the camp.

"disease!"

A dreamer waved his hand, and the fog appeared, carrying several ice cones.

The several warriors on the opposite side had their eyes blurred and were instantly hit. Several big holes were broken on their bodies, and blood gushed.

"Hmph... Is it a mere servant who dares to turn around and eat the Lord?"

The dreamer smiled proudly, and suddenly, a big hole was broken under his feet. A Wuzong wearing a yellow robe appeared. A cold light flashed in his hand, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, piercing his throat.

"you……"

A layer of ice armor appeared on the dream master's body, but it looked thin and was penetrated by a thin sword.

‘Hateful…If it were outside, how could it be?’

The dreamer had unwilling thoughts in his mind and fell down.

If he was in the outside world, his energy power would be restored, and the ice armor would not be able to stop even a thin sword.

"Okay! It's worthy of being the King of Swordsman!"

Several Wuzong next to him cheered loudly.

"If the court had not given this dust-proof clothing, it would not have been successful in one fell swoop!"

Wang Tong smiled humbly and shook the sword like a snake in his hand: "The dreamer is indecent! He has caused bloody storms in various places, and regards us warriors as pigs, dogs, cows and sheep. We must let them get retribution!"

"Sir, right!"

These Wuzong echoed, and his eyes showed a strong sense of hatred.

In fact, not all dream masters are unforgivable and have lost all their consciences. However, with the dream masters, they always outperform other professions, making warriors unable to raise their heads.

Moreover, the seizing of resources is the more important factor.

The original natural spiritual land was very rare, and the dream masters were divided up to the top. How could other warriors survive?

Therefore, the resentment was deeply rooted and became more and more intense. When the war with the court began this time, it broke out.

"die!"

Several swordsmen roared, and the light of the spiritual veins flashed, and the sword light gathered into one. Several enemies on the opposite side immediately appeared in different places, and the dream master was protected, with a look of panic: "Give me your life..."

Hissing!

However, the sword light did not stop at all, and fell directly, dismembering the dream master five horses.

"The court's martial arts hall and the people from the ban on the law?"

A wave of Wuzong rushed into the crypt, shaking repeatedly, with a blast, Peng Xuan's figure emerged, and a sprinkling of golden sand flew into the air, creating the divine thunder of fortune in the air, which was very powerful.

This is his famous magic weapon "Vajra Thunder Sand". He took 12,900 black sand and used his Yuan power to refine it. He also led the divine thunder to seal it on thunderstorms, turning it into gold. When facing the enemy, he sprinkled out a hundred thunders. Although he did not have the awe-inspiring aura of heaven, he was also powerful and unstoppable.

"At this time, not only Lord Xing Yunzi went out, but also Fang Yuan and Zhou Tian disappeared!"

Although he was obsessed with the technique of corpse refining, he was not a stupid person and immediately smelled a bad smell.

At this time, with a wave of his hand, three golden corpses rushed out of the crypt, with ferocious faces and golden light all over his body, unable to penetrate the sword and gun, breaking out.

"Hmm? The fourth level of Void Saint?"

This combat power immediately attracted attention. Not only were several Nine-line Wuzong surrounded and killed, but there were also spiritual soldiers who were trying to restrain him from afar.

"Aoah!"

The golden corpse roared wildly, not afraid of life and death, with sharp nails and corpse poison, so it still opened a bloody path.

But when it came to an end, the three golden corpses were broken.

"Hmph... Daqian court, wait for me. If you dare to destroy my golden corpse, you will be revenged!"

Peng Xuan breathed a long breath and another feather flew out: "Thousand Feathers Escape Technique, Piyu will not add to it..."

The feathers are white and there is a crystal clear light on them. It obviously seals a life-saving escape technique. When you recite the mantra at this time, you will be stimulated.

"Hmph! Want to leave?"

A tall and high-spirited figure stood behind Peng Xuan at some point.

Being able to sneak into the core inner circle of a four-level Void Saint quietly, whether it is breath-catching or light-hearted, is amazing.

"Aoah!"

The only remaining golden corpse instantly stood up, and with a strange scream, he pounced on it, and was smashed back with a punch. The entire head was hit into the chest and fell straight to the ground.

puff!

Peng Xuan was stunned. Looking at the bloody big hands that popped out of his chest, a mysterious color appeared on his face: "The True Saint Warrior? The Governor of the Martial Arts Hall? What a pity... I'm afraid!"

call out!

The light fell from the feathers, wrapping him up, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew straight out.

"Hmm? The escape method of the seventh level of Void Saint?"

The tall figure was stunned, looking at the figure that disappeared in an instant, and a lively black heart in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's interesting... has it turned myself into a zombie body? No wonder I was punched and my vitals were broken, and I could not die... The lucky little guy!"

Bang!

His right hand exerted a little force and a blood mist exploded.

"Master General!"

Other warriors and spiritual soldiers wiped out their respective targets and bowed to their salutes: "The battalion has been killed and 15 people from the Dream Master, and 37 Emperor Wuzong!"

"It's a pity that Xing Yunzi is an old slippery man. He has already escaped. There are three four-level Void Saints, but none of them are here... The Suwenjie Alliance is loosely managed and is indeed well-known. I quickly ruined the layout of this place! Let's leave!"

This is the general of the people who wiped their hands with a white towel and gave indifferently.

Jiujue Mountain is a trap, and the court has known it for a long time, but with the constraining of the Hidden Dragon Guard and other masters, it may not be impossible to bite off the bait and escape.

I just didn't expect that the dream masters of this world alliance were all sloppy. Although they achieved their goals, they all harvested some miscellaneous fish, which was not beautiful.

"promise!"

The Wuzong below knew the power well, so he agreed loudly and rushed into the crypt.
To be continued...