After Ge Yu took action, the other few people also followed him. Now everyone needs to concentrate all their strength and kill Uncle Beiming first.

Just as everyone was working together to deal with Uncle Beiming, the long-haired monster escaped and said to everyone: "You kill him first, I'll save Master Zhenlong."

Without saying anything, the long-haired monster shook and headed straight for the direction of the real dragon. Ge Yu wanted to stop it and prevent it from going to die, but it was too late, and the long-haired monster had already gone away.

The long-haired monster has a good Taoist practice, probably for seven or eight hundred years, but compared with those thousand-year-old monsters, the difference is not a little bit, and there are more than a dozen there. What is it if it was not a death sentence in the past?

Perhaps that real dragon is really important to the long-haired monster. In order to save it, it doesn't care about its life or death.

Now the Beiming Ghost Uncle was entangled by everyone and could not get out. After three or five moves, the Beiming Ghost Uncle quickly fell into a disadvantage. He kept waving the two swords in his hand and shouted loudly towards Fu Yang of the Black Dragon Sect: "Master, help me, I am in the same group as you, you can't stand by death and refuse to save me."

But Fu Yang could not get out of here at this moment, and was entangled by the fish-headed monster again. The two were fighting each other, and Fu Yang didn't even look at Uncle Beiming.

Just now, the ghost uncle from Beiming begged Fu Yang to join the Black Dragon Sect, but Fu Yang did not have time to agree, nor did he have the obligation to save his life, and he turned a deaf ear to his cry for help.

However, one or two of the remaining companions brought by the Beiming Ghost Uncle had withdrawn and wanted to help the Beiming Ghost Uncle, but it was useless, because Zhong Jinliang and Chen Yu quickly retreated and intercepted the two people.

Even if there are only three people here, it is as easy to kill Uncle Beiming Ghost as playing.

The light that the black little girl activates in her hand is as big as a sect board. Zhao Yangui holds a short sword in his hands and attacks fiercely. Ge Yu's Xuanmen Seven-Star Sword was also wandering beside Uncle Beiming, trapping him tightly.

Several people made up their minds to kill Uncle Beiming no matter what, and to take a cushion before dying, so that this disaster could not continue to harm others.

The Beiming Ghost Uncle was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by two swords in his hand. The black Nine Netherworld Fire flashed on the blade and spread towards the people.

Even if Uncle Beiming tried all his skills, it would be useless.

Because Ge Yu was no longer the young boy who had just come out of the mountain at that time. In just over a year, he had experienced too much, grew a lot, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Even without the help of Zhao Yangui and Hei Xiaose, Ge Yu could almost kill Uncle Beiming.

The Beiming Ghost Uncle was obviously a little unbearable. He was surrounded by three people and greeted him with all kinds of means, especially Zhao Yangui. Flying knives were constantly shot out on his hands, making the Beiming Ghost Uncle unprepared for defense. After the three of them surrounded him for more than ten moves, the Beiming Ghost Uncle completely broke the defense line. First, he was stabbed by Zhao Yangui's flying knives, and several bloody holes were cut out on his back by Ge Yu and Hei Xiaose. The Beiming Ghost Uncle's body was dyed red by blood.

At this moment, the ghost uncle Beiming was also red from his eyes by Ge Yu and the others. He suddenly shouted loudly, and the swords in his hands flew out like flying knives, forcing Ge Yu and Zhao Yangui, who were the tightest, to retreat.

The scarred ghost uncle Beiming knew that he could not survive at this moment. His eyes were blood red. He gritted his teeth and took a few steps back and said ruthlessly: "Okay, you guys, since you don't let me live, you can't live, you can't live, let's die together!"

As he said that, Uncle Beiming Ghost suddenly withdrew his two swords and held them tightly in his hand. With no defense, Uncle Beiming Ghost actually inserted the two swords into his body.

A knife directly penetrated the heart of the chest, and another knife was inserted into the lower abdomen. Blood in his mouth flowed along the corner of his mouth, but Uncle Beiming's lips were squirming, chanting a mysterious and bizarre spell.

As the sound of the spell of the ghost uncle Beiming sounded, the Qi field from all directions surged, condensed as the substance, gathering towards his body.

When they saw this, several people were a little nervous because everyone felt that this Beiming Ghost Uncle wanted to use his ultimate move and die with them.

His spell sounded very quickly, almost instantly. Soon, he saw purple hair growing out of the body of the Beiming Ghost Uncle, and his face turned black instantly. From his mouth, four huge fangs could be seen baring.

Oh no, Uncle Beiming used the blood sacrifice and soul sacrifice to turn himself into a zombie, and it was also the legendary purple-haired zombie. This is not a joke.

Ge Yu knew some about the Beiming Ghost Uncle. This man was a big evil cultivator. He also made a silver armored corpse in the basement of the square. He was so familiar with how to refine zombies. Unexpectedly, he risked his life to quickly refine himself into a purple-haired zombie.

This is a high-level person, which is much more powerful than the golden-armored corpse they encountered before.

Hei Xiaose was shocked when he saw Uncle Beiming using this move. Before Uncle Beiming had completely turned into a purple-haired zombie, Hei Xiaose flashed and ran over. The Qinghong Sword in his hand became extremely huge and slashed directly at Uncle Beiming's chest.

The power of this sword was even a waist-thick uncle in front of him, but the black little sword slashed at him as if it was chopped on a stone, and it made a dull "bang" sound.

Although he did not cut the Beiming Ghost Uncle into two pieces, he also beat him back and rolled to the ground.

When Ge Yu saw this, he was also a little anxious. He immediately raised the Xuanmen Seven Star Sword with both hands and chanted quickly: "Yaoyao Mingming, the Supreme Emperor's Order, Xuanmen disciple, the seven stars in his palm... the seven swords of Huoli!"

As the last syllable settled, the sword in Ge Yu's hand slashed heavily, and seven small swords flew out at the same time, and the purple-haired zombie turned into by the ghost uncle Beiming also ejected from the ground at this time.
Chapter completed!