From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

"Start the formation!"

Mu Canglong spoke immediately.

After receiving the order, several managers beside him immediately sacrificed several formation plates, retreated three steps and activated the formation plates.

As soon as the formation plates were activated, the place where the Night Patrol disciples were located was covered by a layer of light curtain, and the overwhelming black heart Gu rushed onto the light curtain like a flood, but fortunately this time it was not like the previous poisonous smoke. Even if the surging black heart Gu was fierce, it was still blocked by the formation.

The Night Patrol disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, although the black heart Gu can be resisted with amulets and spells, where can they find Yang shrinking Gu if they are bitten?

There is not a Gu Master in the entire Feixian Peak!

But blocking does not mean safety. Although the Night Patrol has been prepared, the formation has a limit to its endurance.

Mu Canglong obviously knew this, so after resisting for a while, Mu Canglong sacrificed a curved knife magic weapon and then flew out with the knife. The scimitar turned into more than a dozen small scimitars that spun wildly around Mu Canglong, crushing all the black heart poisons that came within ten feet, without any escape.

But this was not the end. Mu Canglong jumped up again, and the flying knife turned into two, two into four, and turned into a sharp cone to rush into the black heart poison, and flew towards the dense forest in the distance.

Wherever it passed, as many black heart poisons as came, they died.

This scene surprised Wen Jiu. A single black heart poison was not powerful, but when thousands of them gathered together and rushed over, their lethality was far beyond the ordinary fifth-level Qi training spell attack.

It can be seen from Si Kongbai's ugly face, lingering fear, and not daring to leave the first-level middle-grade defense formation.

But Mu Canglong not only killed it, but also attempted to attack the poison master in the dense forest in an invincible posture.

Although he failed to attack, his strength also gave Wen Jiu a clearer understanding of Mu Canglong.

He is worthy of being the first deacon of the Night Patrol!

On the other side, the people of the Demon Slayer Division had also activated the formation at the same time, but unlike the Night Patrol Division, the people of the Demon Slayer Division activated a first-level middle-grade attack formation, and sword lights shot out from the formation one after another.

One sword cut off a piece of black heart poison.

The deacon Li Qing also imitated Mu Canglong and rushed into the black heart poison. Although he also failed to enter the dense forest and captured the leader first, he also killed the black heart poison in large numbers and killed them.

The disciples of the Demon Slayer Division and the other people of the Night Patrol Division were protected by the formation and were not corroded by the poisonous smoke just now, so they could all use their full strength to cast spells.

For a while, the notorious black heart poison could not fly over them to Feixian Peak, let alone approach the disciples of the Night Patrol Division and the disciples of Feixian Peak. Wen Jiu also understood why the eyes of the disciples of the two divisions looked at him completely differently when he swallowed the poisonous smoke.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Wen Jiu only used Yin magic to protect himself and silently swallowed the remaining poisonous smoke behind everyone.

From now on, he just wanted to be a bystander.

He knew that the current offensive of the Tianzuo League was most likely just a test, just like beating the grass to startle the snakes, to see if they could alarm a few big snakes. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is a feint to the east and attack the west, but this possibility is not great.

The body of Xuemo Sanqian is on the mountain, and the feint to the east and attack the west should be to attack other side peaks instead of making trouble at the foot of the mountain.

Soon.

Wen Jiu heard the sound of a battle from other directions of Feixian Peak, accompanied by flames blazing in the night sky.

Obviously.

The war has already started everywhere under Feixian Peak.

However, at present, no strong man at the level of the side peak master has been felt, all of them are some simple tests.

At this time, the test began to intensify. After the Gu Master, the Night Patrol Division and the Demon Slayer Division joined the front battlefield with ghost cultivators, and the Three Evils Walking Corpses also felt the powerful auras of several statues in the dense forest not far away.

A ghost cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training!

Not only did they casually throw out seven or eight fierce and vicious ghosts, but there was also a red-haired ghost standing next to the leader, whose aura was even better than his original body, and was infinitely close to the sixth level of Qi training.

...

In the dense forest.

The old woman was quite unhappy with the appearance of many ghost cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, what are you doing here?"

"You didn't take the initiative to volunteer before, but now you want to compete with me for the first merit?"

The gloomy middle-aged male cultivator next to the red-haired ghost said unhappily, "Fellow Daoist Yu, don't think of me as someone like you. Your two attacks didn't work, and Mu Lao can't wait any longer. Otherwise, do you think I am willing to come and help you, an old poisonous thing?"

"If I find out after I go back that it was not Mu Lao's order, you should prepare to choose a grave for your whole family!"

The old woman was extremely unhappy.

The first merit was divided like this.

She really wanted to bite a few people to death to vent her anger!

Thinking of this, the old woman looked at Wen Jiu behind the people of the Demon Slayer Division, and secretly took note of it in her heart.

In the old woman's opinion, if Wen Jiu hadn't swallowed the poisonous smoke, both the Demon Slayer Division and the Night Patrol Division would have collapsed long ago.

Once the poisonous smoke was poisonous, the strength of the people of the Demon Slayer Division and the Night Patrol Division would be greatly reduced when facing the Black Heart Gu, and they would definitely not be able to stop the Black Heart Gu.

If it weren't for him, Mu Lao wouldn't have been so impatient to send Yu Yan and other ghosts from the back.

"Boy, don't let me touch you. If I touch you... I will definitely raise you into a living blood Gu, so that you can also enjoy the pain of skin festering and Gu worms crawling and eating flesh."

As soon as the words fell.

The half face of the old woman, which was half festering and full of Gu worms, twitched.

...

Wen Jiu's face froze.

He immediately looked alertly into the depths of the dense forest.

He just felt a very fierce killing intent staring at him.

But it was not the ghost.

But something else.

"Is it the poison master?" Wen Jiu couldn't help but look at Feixian Peak behind him. Maybe he had to retreat to the formation on the mountain.

At this time, a large number of ghosts and spirits flew out of the dense forest, and there were several ghosts with a breath no less than the fifth level of Qi training, including the red-haired ghost that Wen Jiu felt.

Mu Canglong retreated quickly after seeing this, and so did Li Qing.

Because they all recognized the red-haired ghost and other ghosts, they came from a ghost cultivation family.

Wusheng Mountain!

Its reputation is quite famous among ghost cultivators, and its unique method of raising ghosts without life is even more famous in the entire Dead Peak cultivation world. However, the most famous thing is their identity. In fact, they are a branch of the Dead Peak.

When the Left-handed Rebellion of Dead Peak occurred, they were one of them.

"No wonder we couldn't find it no matter how hard we tried. It turned out that it had surrendered to the Tianzuo League!" Mu Canglong's face turned cold. He didn't dare to be arrogant and quickly retreated to the first-level middle-grade defense formation.

At the same time, Wen Jiu also saw this scene and felt the extraordinaryness of its evil ghosts from a close distance.

However, compared with the ghosts cultivated by the Ghost Face Pagoda, their ghost energy is still slightly inferior, but it is also quite strange. Wen Jiu can feel that there is something in their bodies, which is why they are stronger than ordinary ghosts.

However, he can hardly feel anything with his perception, but fortunately, he can feel its strangeness with the perception of the Three Evils.

This exploration made Wen Jiu startled.

It was a heart.

A beating heart.

What's going on?

However, after the perception of the Three Evils was carefully felt, Wen Jiu found that this heart was not like a human heart. Although it was beating, it was very slow, but there was a constant flow of ghost energy.

"This heart is actually something similar to the Dantian of a Qi-training cultivator." Wen Jiu was quite surprised.

I also understood why they were much stronger than ordinary ghosts. It turned out that they could accumulate ghost energy more than ordinary ghosts.

Although Wen Jiu was not interested in their method of raising ghosts, he wanted to take a look when he met them.

Or learn it.

After all, raising the three evil zombies in the future requires ghosts, so the stronger the ghosts are, the better.

"I wonder if I can get the method of raising ghosts directly by devouring ghosts?" Wen Jiu immediately had a unique idea, because using the three evil zombies to directly absorb people's souls was a bit too conspicuous.

He played the trump card of Blood Ink Three Thousand to completely solve the problem. Although he could get some benefits by the way, he must not make himself too conspicuous and attract unnecessary attention and trouble.

But at this time, Mu Canglong suddenly shouted: "Friend Li, help me send Wen Jiu to Feixian Peak. He is still refining poisonous smoke. Staying here will not only not help us, but also cause trouble."

Li Qing looked back at Wen Jiu who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Without hesitation, he immediately grabbed Wen Jiu and flew to Feixian Peak.

Wen Jiu did not resist.

Because he wanted to go up the mountain.

Gong Chi was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Night Patrol on the mountainside. The method of raising ghosts can be done slowly, but Gong Chi must be killed first.

"Thank you, kid."

After Li Qing sent Wen Jiu to the edge of the formation, a disciple of the Supervisory Hall came out with a token in his hand to meet him.

After saying thank you, Li Qing killed him back.

At this time, several people slowly walked out of the formation. They were all unfamiliar faces, but each of them had a breath of the fifth level of Qi training. Obviously, these were the other side peak deacons hidden on Feixian Peak.

But there were only ten people in total.

Just enough to deal with those ghosts and ghost cultivators.

"Both sides are still testing." Wen Jiu felt helpless, and then entered the formation with the help of the disciples of the Supervisory Hall.

As soon as he stepped into the formation, Wen Jiu saw a scene that he would never forget. There were hundreds of cultivators standing on the mountainside of the Night Patrol and Demon Slaying Department, and each of them was above the third level of Qi training.

At a glance, Wen Jiu saw several people on the top of the mountain - all of them were at the sixth level of Qi training, comparable to Ji Qiubai.

"When did these people come to Feixian Peak?" Wen Jiu was secretly surprised, and then quickly retracted his gaze and thanked him.

His arrival naturally attracted the attention of many people, but they did not cast strange glances, but rather had a lot of admiration. Even Feng Xuan, the supervisor of the Supervisory Hall, nodded slightly at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu knew very well that this was what he had gained by absorbing the poisonous smoke and showing his third-level Qi training.

Sure enough.

In the sect, you have to show off more or less.

Just for the performance just now, even if he does nothing in the future, he may be able to catch the eyes of the main peak.

Once Gong Chi dies, he can go to the main peak without any hindrance.

"Although you are a left-handed cultivator, you are the first to step forward when you see your fellow disciples in trouble. It is very good." Feng Xuan suddenly praised and threw a first-level medium-grade healing pill to him.

At the same time, Feng Xuan looked at Wen Jiu with more and more satisfaction.

Because he had just checked Wen Jiu, and he had only been practicing for a little over three months, but he had already stepped from a mortal to the third level of Qi training.

And he had inferior spiritual roots.

This showed his amazing talent in the left way.

Looking around the immortal cultivation world of Dead Man Peak, no one could match this boy's aptitude, whether it was the side peaks, the independent cultivators, or the left way demons.

The only pity is that this boy actually worshiped Gong Chi as his master, and according to the sect's rules, he can no longer go to the main peak. Another pity is that the cultivation of cultivators from the side sects has a price. Wen Jiu can step into the third level of Qi training so quickly. I don’t know what kind of price he paid.

If the lifespan is more than ten or twenty years, then this terrifying left-field talent is wasted. After all, even a mid-term qi-training monk can only live for nearly a hundred years at most, which is not much longer than the life span of a mortal.

Wen Jiu continued to salute slowly with an expression of embarrassment on his face, "Subordinate Wen Jiu, thank you very much, Mr. Inspector!"

Feng Xuan nodded.

No more words.

His attention continued to be on the battlefield, ready to send people down the mountain for reinforcements at any time.

All in all, he would only send as many people down the mountain as many people from the Tianzuo Alliance came, just enough to suppress them, definitely not too many, and then they would just wait until they showed up in the later stage of Qi training!

Anyway, he has plenty of time. Reinforcements from other side peaks are also rushing towards Feixian Peak. He can take his time, but he doesn't believe that the people of Tianzuo League dare to play this way.

At the same time, Wen Jiu retreated behind everyone, silently refining the poisonous smoke in a place where no one could see, waiting for the battle to come. At that time, it was time to kill Gong Chi.

Time passed little by little.

The monks from other side peaks on the mountain also came down the mountain to reinforce, always suppressing the Tianzuo League.

However, the strongest monks participating in the battle are still only at the fifth level of Qi training, and there is currently no one at the side peak master level.

But as time went by, the Tianzuo League seemed to be getting anxious. More and more Zuodao demons joined the battlefield. The foot of Feixian Peak had become a mess, but overall, Feixian Peak still had the upper hand.

The people of the Tianzuo League can barely support themselves by relying on the evil and deceitful ways of the left, but if this continues, defeat will be a matter of time.

But to be honest, Wen Jiu didn't believe that the Tianzuo League only had this preparation. If they only had this strength, how dare they come to snatch the body of Xuemo Sanqian? How dare they keep coveting the Yin Evil Blood Curse Body?

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The area around Feixian Peak has completely turned into scorched earth.

Finally, Wen Jiu saw a bloody light pillar rising suddenly from the horizon.

Blood energy filled the air instantly, and a familiar aura and a familiar face appeared and kept coming towards Feixian Peak. Behind him is a huge blood-red red-winged demon.

When seeing this scene, Wen Jiu clearly heard Feng Xuan say, "Finally, it's serious."

At this moment, a side peak master of the sixth level of Qi training slowly fell down and landed next to Feng Xuan. His eyes gradually became serious as he looked at the huge blood-red demon, "The Blood Demon, the tower-suppressing monster of the Blood Clothes Building. , the descendant of the strange demon that swept through the entire Shenyun Mountain Range thousands of years ago. Although this one is far inferior to the one that swept through the entire Deadman Peak Cultivation World, it is still much more powerful than the ordinary sixth level of Qi training."

Feng Xuan's face also became more solemn, "It seems that they haven't attacked with all their strength for a long time not only because they want to test us, but also because they are lifting the seal of the Blood Demon... Let's all be prepared. When the Blood Demon comes out, Tianzuo Alliance and Xueyi It’s time for Lou to come out with all his strength!”

The words fall.

Feng Xuan looked up at the main peak.

When he thought of Elder Ye Chen's presence, he felt at ease.

…

at the same time.

Above the main hall.

Ye Chen also watched this scene quietly, his eyes fixed on the Blood Demon and the remnant of the Blood Clothes Tower, Bai Changxin. As they got closer and closer, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

Although his disciple is not very talented and will hardly reach the advanced stage of Qi training in this life, he is still his disciple.

Once a teacher, always a father.

As a father, he naturally cannot let his child die in vain.

But Ye Chen still didn't move, and just slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, "Please give me some more...it's not enough...It's a pity that the leader of the Jiangzuo Alliance did not dare to show up, and only dared to send a guy who was half buried in the ground."

…

boom--

The Blood Demon suddenly landed on the ground.

The surging blood energy knocked away all the Tianzuo League monks and Feixian Peak disciples within ten feet.

Even the side peak deacon at the fourth level of Qi training was not spared.

The next moment, Bai Changxin led everyone in the Blood Clothes Tower, plus six sixth-level Qi-training monks, and prepared to enter the Feixian Peak battlefield. However, the next moment, eight side peaks from the Feixian Peak formation flew out. Peak master.

Bai Changxin seemed to have expected it. He smiled slightly, blood surged around his body, and his aura was rising steadily. "The eight side peak masters have only gathered such a small number of people, which is not enough for the blood demon to fill his teeth."

The words fall.

The other six sixth-level qi practitioners beside him also laughed out loud.

At this time, Feng Xuan's voice came from the mountainside, "It is still unknown who will win. Bai Changxin, you kill Ji Qiubai, the master of the side peak, and I will bury him with your blood demon today!"

The words fall.

The Feixian Peak Peak Protection Formation is launched again.

This time it’s a killing array!

Although the configuration of the side peaks of Dead Man's Peak is only a first-level mid-level formation, it is a top-level mid-level formation.

Since the last rebellion in the Blood Clothes Tower, it has been built by the first-level high-grade spiritual master of the main peak. It can block people in the late stage of Qi training when defending, and it can kill people in the late stage of Qi training when attacking.

Buzz!

The formations trembled.

Lines of sword light rose from the ground, rising into the air like a rain of swords from the sky, and then swooped down to kill the Blood Demon. The Blood Demon roared, his blood energy exploded, he advanced instead of retreating, and faced the attack brazenly.

There was only a roar and the rain of swords fell. The blood-producing demon who had given Bai Changxin unlimited confidence just now retreated ten feet and flew backwards. The surging blood energy around him was also forcibly broken by the rain of swords.

Although he failed to hurt the Blood Demon, this scene undoubtedly rekindled the surging morale of the monks from all peaks.

Bai Changxin's face condensed, and he became angry.

"Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

He first attacked a peak master from a side peak.

At the same time, Wen Jiu gradually retreated when he saw that there was no one on the mountainside. When he retreated to a hidden place, he directly used the Three Rivers Ghost Hiding.

Target - Night Patrol Dungeon.

The battle has been thoroughly launched, and the next step is to deal with Gong Chi.

[The second update will be at 10 pm. ]