Seeing the two white flowers slowly descending, the two fighter jets flew towards the nearby airport with peace of mind.

However, they didn't pay attention. The parachute had just reached mid-air, and there was no one on it except the seats.

Several quiet off-road vehicles two kilometers away were filled with people, waiting with excitement on their faces.

In the first car, the two people sitting in the back seat had a serious expression at this time, but they were also unable to hide the excitement in their eyes.

"Is the lord of the mansion really taking action this time?" A short middle-aged man looked at the square-faced old man next to him and said.

"Of course!" The old man chuckled and said, "This time the owner of the mansion and the mountain man used the fighter plane and flew over at full speed. Of course, he was preparing to take action himself!"

"But...it's just a small corpse sect..."

"Little Nether Corpse Gate? Hum..." The old man snorted softly and said, "Even that person is missing. Do you dare to say it is the Little Nether Corpse Gate?"

The short and strong middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "This is indeed my dereliction of duty in the inspection department!"

The old man took a breath and said, "It would be fine if the person had nothing to do this time. If there is something wrong, I am afraid that you and I will not be able to escape the relationship!"

The short and strong middle-aged man took a deep breath and said, "No matter what, since there is a problem in our territory, then those who should be responsible will be responsible! It can only be considered bad luck!"

"Yes... I'm not lucky!" The old man nodded slightly, looked out the window, hoping to say, "We'll do our best to make up for it; and this time I can see the Lord of the Mansion and Shanren take action. If I can understand a little bit, it's worth it!"

"Yes!" The short and strong middle-aged man nodded slightly and expressed his agreement.

"Here you come!" The old man suddenly looked moved, and he pushed open the car door and walked out of the car.

The two stood beside the car, looking at the two white flowers in the sky, and waved their hands together, nearly twenty people rushed out of the car, one by one, and led by the two, heading towards the Wajia Village ahead.

Above the sky, a figure looked like a banished immortal in the nine heavens, with a white shirt floating from the sky and landing in front of the ancestral hall.

Behind, a figure was surrounded by a faint light and landed on the ground.

"What a chaotic spiritual power! What a violent aura!"

The Cuigushanren sniffed, his face changed slightly, and then he said, "What a strong smell of blood!"

Yang looked calm, put his hands behind him, and walked slowly, and stepped into the ancestral hall in just a few steps.

I have already learned about the situation here, so I just glanced at it casually, but my hands behind me suddenly tightened slightly.

The man from Cuigushan walked beside him, and felt a strange suicide. He turned to look at Yang, and said with a serious face: "What's the matter?"

Yang Shen took a breath and did not answer. Suddenly, his breath retracted, his breath was not breathing, his heartbeat, his eyes closed, and his whole body was like a robot, stepping out step by step, and he walked gently in the ancestral hall according to a certain rule.

Looking at Yang's appearance, the Cuigu Mountain Man's expression moved, and his breath was also condensed. Even the protective Tianxing compass was put away, standing there, no longer moving, as if afraid of disturbing Yang.

Yang walked slowly in the ancestral hall, but the speed was getting faster and faster after these steps. When he reached the last few steps, it was exactly the same as the few steps that the short old man walked around first.

After walking these few steps, the face of the Cuigu Mountain Man who was watching the side had changed drastically. It was the first time he had known Yang for so long that he had seen Yang's expression so serious and solemn.

"How about it?"

Seeing Yang open the Yan, the people in Cuigushan said nervously with a rare slightest feeling.

Yang's face was complicated, he sighed, and said, "The lower world is really messing up this time!"

"I'm going to be in chaos?" Cuigushanren tightened his face and said in surprise: "Who is it? Has he reached the peak of the God-Transportation?"

"No!" Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing that Yang shook his head, Cuigushanren's face turned pale in an instant, and said, "It's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible!" Yang turned around and walked slowly towards the door. While walking, he said: "A blood corpse similar to the magical power realm appeared here!"

"The blood corpse in the magical power realm!" Cui Gu's face became even more ugly. He had roughly felt a high-level blood corpse appearing, but he did not expect it to be a blood corpse similar to the magical power realm.

Blood corpses of this level have not appeared for a long time since the battle hundreds of years ago.

"Is it because the Nether Corpse Sect has refined the Tongshen Blood Corpse?" Cui Gu chased behind and said in surprise.

"It's hard to say!" Yang stood at the door, looking at the team of Wu Zhensi who were already lined up at the door, and said with a serious face: "Although the other party is a semi-saint, it is impossible to get out of the world without enough price!"

"What do you mean is that he no longer has the strength of a semi-saint?" The man from Cuigushan breathed a little relieved. If the other party was really a semi-saint in his prime, then the cultivation world would be really unrivaled.

The Yang nodded, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Town, the Second Inspection Office obeyed the order, mobilized all the nearby people and drove to Xueyang Valley!"

"Yes!" Wu Zhen, the leader of the team, looked solemn, waved his hand to everyone behind him, and turned around and rushed back.

On a high mountain three miles away, there is a cave about two or three meters high at the back of the sun.

This cave is bottomless and is located on a high mountain. There is only a small path to reach. Few people come here on weekdays.

At this moment, deep in the cave, Fang Xiaonan sat cross-legged on a bluestone, and there was a faint pale color on his handsome face.

Not far away from him, the blood corpse was sitting next to a pool, staring at the reflection in the pool, and was stunned.

"Huh!" After a long time, Fang Xiaonan finally slowly opened his eyes, and his originally pale face slightly more bloody.

Looking at the blood corpse sitting next to the pool, I felt secretly glad.

At that time, he discovered that Grandma Wa's condensation curse triggered the Yin and Yang Spiritual Consistency to understand Yin and Yang, and held the power of life and death. Under this impulse, he directly used the power of Yin and Yang Spiritual Consistency to use the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

But who knew that this spiritual power was so consumed so much that it completely drained all his spiritual power, almost hurting the original body, and was considered to have completed this technique.

At that time, he was ready to burn his boats and use the magic of disintegration of the Demon to compete with Elder Zhou and Skinny.

But fortunately, Elder Zhou was as timid as a mouse, and was actually scared away by him.

Otherwise, if this fight really starts, even if this blood corpse is added, whether it can win will be just a matter of two.

But now, he is still seriously injured in his vitality. I am afraid that it will be difficult to fully recover within three or five days.

At this time, the blood corpse over there seemed to have noticed Fun Xiaonan woke up, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of Fun Xiaonan.
Chapter completed!