"The warrior just now had a very poison after he turned into a beast." The elder did not say much, but Jiangdong had already understood. Obviously, in that fight, he not only had a abdominal injury, but also had a very poison. The elder continued: "This kind of poison is enough to be fatal, but for some reason the venom did not spread in your body, and it was slowly disappearing. Even if the old Taoist does not take action, he will recover soon. I wonder what the date and horoscope of my friend are?"

Jiangdong did not go around the corner. He believed that the elder in front of him was much stronger than the ones from the Xue family. Since he asked this, he must have wanted to get his own confirmation: "Elder, I have the Supreme Yin constitution."

"Well, the old Taoist guessed it right." The elder nodded, suddenly stretched his arms, grabbed the golden donkey and Xiaopang who were dripping towards the back hall, and smiled and said, "The back hall is not open to the public."

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a loud noise came, and I heard someone from outside report: "Report to the Lion King, something happened in the corpse king's temple, and the black evil spirit has completely disappeared."

The elder's eyes suddenly rose, and he stepped outside the hall and appeared two steps above the basin. When Jiangdong and the others arrived, the heads of six major sects and two major families had gathered above the basin. The eight people observed the crack for a long time before saying to everyone: "The evil spirit in the Taoist temple has been temporarily removed. Whether you can gain anything depends on your personal opportunity. If you want to go on, go on!"

At first, tens of thousands of people were silent. When they were about to fight to the death, they were all scared, fearing that they would become someone else's pathfinding stone. The eight heads of the family snorted coldly and flew towards the cracks, and disappeared on the ground in the blink of an eye. However, just as the elders of Zhongnanshan entered, Wu Guotao was suddenly stunned.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Jiang Dong knew that the elder had secretly sent a message to his grandson, and he didn't know if he could ask something based on the relationship between the two.

"Grandpa said that although the evil spirit has been eliminated, it is still extremely dangerous. Let me wait and not go in." Wu Guotao said without reservation, obviously he really regarded Jiangdong as his younger brother.

Although several major leaders have already entered, none of the eight major forces have entered, which makes the somewhat restless people hesitate. The three Jiangdong people did not rush to go on. There is really a great opportunity and must have been snatched away by these eight people.

"Let's go, grab the opportunity!" At this time, someone shouted, and someone who was originally restless flew out immediately. However, he had just flew out not far away and found that he had been cheated and was about to retreat. But the several people who flew out immediately after him had arrived, realizing that when he was being fooled, the crowd had lost control and rushed into the crack.

"Fair competition depends on everyone's luck!"

"The Corpse King's Dojo, there are so many treasures, everyone should grab them!"

"Everyone, everyone, people from the eight major forces have already entered!"

Jiangdong was already ready to move. Seeing that the crowd was in chaos, he immediately caught Xiaopang and threw it to Rong Xiaoxiao: "If he makes any mistakes, you can only marry me!" After that, he whistled at Jinfu. Jinfu shouted and rushed towards the crack with extreme excitement!

Tens of thousands of people fell into the crack like dumplings. The two of them in Jiangdong were extremely fast. As soon as they fell in, they felt the cold evil spirits urinated. The thick corpse energy had a great impact on everyone. Many monks with low cultivation had a lot of brown corpse spots on their skin, which began to dry up and their hair began to turn yellow.

Jiangdong and the other two hurriedly used the mysterious skills to force the corpse energy to open up. Under the crack was an extremely narrow abyss. Looking at the rock walls on both sides, the abyss seemed to have been formed for a long time, not like the one that had just cracked.

"ah--"

"Be careful, poisonous insects!"

Suddenly, a few screams came from below. When Jiangdong and the others arrived, they saw a large number of centipedes with a thickness of forearms on the rock wall, with red spots all over their bodies, and a bright red light inside the transparent skull. Once they approached, a large amount of venom would be sprayed out. Dozens of monks had already been hit, either falling into the abyss or disappearing on the spot.

Jiangdong attached Ding Huo to his body surface, forced the crowd to open up and chased him down quickly. Among the tens of thousands of monks, there were many powerful outstanding figures, not to mention the third Qi realm, even the fourth Qi realm was not a small number. If they were behind others, then why would they have the opportunity to be swept away?

It sank for 20,000 meters before finally reaching the bottom of the abyss. However, the scene here shocked everyone. This should not be a huge cavity, but a vast desert world. The cold wind blew, and bursts of yellow sand were raised, and there were indescribable desolation and loneliness. There were many mounds of soil several meters high on the ground, which were a bit like termite nests and had many holes on it.

Tens of thousands of people walked deep into the ground, and no one dared to touch the dense mounds, because this is the Taoist temple of the Corpse King, and all plants, trees, sand and gravel can become soldiers. The Corpse King is said to have achieved the existence of the Supreme Dao in ancient times and is also one of the most legendary supreme figures. It is said that the Corpse King cultivated from the spiritual body to the flesh, then broke through the Yin-Yang Realm Wall and entered the world, destroying the gods' temple in the world. Finally, he was surrounded by the gods, seriously injured and fled to a corpse-raising site and committed suicide. The corpse gradually evolved like a zombie in the world, and the soul entered the hell of the underworld. It is incredible that the Corpse King cultivated his body again in the eighteenth level hell and entered the Ghost Realm Fort, where it became the Supreme Dao again. It is rumored that he was already in the immortal class. However, the whereabouts of the zombies in the world have become an unsolved mystery.

The legend of the Corpse King is also the driving force for the cultivators in the underworld to practice hard. It gives the ghosts in the underworld a hope of turning over and inspires them to work hard to change their destiny. Therefore, by cultivating the supreme path, you can enter the fairy world, which has become the basic common sense of countless cultivators.

"Why do I always feel like I'm staring at me and I feel uncomfortable?" Jin Du shook her head and looked around.

The cold wind blew between the mounds, making a whimpering sound, making the soul tremble. Jiangdong secretly released his spiritual sense to the strongest: "Be careful, I feel a little strange, it's too quiet."

"ah……"

Suddenly, a scream came from the edge of the crowd, causing everyone to get goose bumps. Because there were too many people, although everyone was moving forward, they were scattered in a wide area, so they only saw a riot in a crowd, and they did not see anything approaching.

"There is something! There is something!"

"Be careful, everyone just now disappeared for no reason!"

"Don't disperse too much, there is something to attack."

Soon, the news spread among the crowd, but even so, the people were still scattered widely. Only in this way could it be possible to discover the treasure and swallow it alone. However, an accident happened soon. A brown corpse gas blew from the front like a sandstorm, which was many times stronger than now. If a cultivator below the Third Qi Realm did not have a secret treasure, he would probably be unable to escape.

"Termitate eggs can remove corpse qi!"

At this critical moment, someone shouted, and then they saw dense piles of soil being blown away. Suddenly, countless termites rushed out of the ant hole like a frying pot and attacked everyone.

"Damn it, I've been trapped. This is definitely a person with a secret treasure who wants to use a knife to kill the donkey!" The golden donkey screamed, and suddenly emitted a golden light from his whole body, and rushed towards the brown corpse qi in front of him.

Jiangdong followed closely behind, and the black Ding Fire burned wildly, resolving all the corpse qi nearing her. Some people are really too shady. This concentration of corpse qi alone makes it difficult to survive. Coupled with the attacks of termites, more people will die, and instantly reduce a lot of competitiveness.

"Squeak...squeak..."

Suddenly, the whole world was filled with the sound of termites, and almost all monks with secret treasures entered the range of corpse qi. Just as everyone used their means to resist corpse qi, a black shadow suddenly approached quickly. At the edge of the crowd, a dragonfly snatched away a person, and with a harsh gurgle, it instantly disturbed everyone's mind.

"Buzz--"

With a huge metallic attack, Long Jia, the Holy Son of the Purple Light Pavilion, released a purple gold furnace. The purple light suddenly enveloped a area, and even the thick corpse energy was cleared in an instant. Many people who were friends with the Purple Light Pavilion hurriedly hid in the furnace light, and as Long Jia flew towards the depths quickly, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. It is said that the Purple Light Pavilion is a king-level weapon created by the main body of the Purple Light Pavilion, which is specially kept by each generation of the Holy Son.

"boom--"

"kill--"

Finally, someone in the distance collided with the attacking black shadow, and all kinds of Taoist magic came out, shining with light. Suddenly, Jiangdong felt an extremely dangerous signal coming from behind. Without any time to think about it, he quickly turned around and punched him back. At the same time, the golden donkey opened his mouth and spit out a golden light, and the carrier's sharp sound of breaking through the air attacked behind Jiangdong.

"Bang--"

"boom--"

Two loud noises, mixed with a terrifying chirping, and a black shadow shattered and disappeared. In a vague way, Jiangdong only saw the black shadow resemble a human figure, with blood-red eyes, but he could not feel the slightest evil spirit and corpse energy. Instead, he exuded a strong spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was not the five elements element for the monks to practice, but the soul breath!

"This kind of thing feeds on the soul!" The golden donkey was so serious for the first time. Of course, it was hard to tell from his facial expression that its donkey's face was always so long.

"It is mostly transformed by resentment. The Corpse King Taoist Temple is a strange space, and there must be other things." Jiang Dong pulled out the wooden sign from behind and held it in his hand. Although he could not catch up with the soul-summoning banner of the Thunder Sea, it was also indestructible, and it was difficult for ordinary power to hurt him at all.

"Everything is not close to me... I don't know if these words can suppress the resentful spirits here." The golden donkey shone brightly, and it seemed out of place in this dark and evil underground world.

“Buzz…”
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