"Don't run away if you have the ability!"

The old Taoist Qingshan glanced at Ziwu Valley under the fruit tree, left a harsh word, and then flew up into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Xiao Heng did not chase him because he had not yet picked the Ziwu Valley. If he went to chase the old Taoist Qingshan and lost the Ziwu Valley, it would be really not worth the loss.

"Brother, he won't go back to hire someone, right?" Wang Shan was very worried. After all, this place is very close to one of the strongholds of the corpse-driven sect. If it is surrounded and killed by many masters of the corpse-driven sect, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so let's go." Fatty Fang said, and he was also afraid of being surrounded by masters of the corpse-driven sect.

"Don't be afraid. Even if he goes back and invites someone, he will be seeking death." Xiao Heng stood beside Ziwu Valley and said indifferently.

He could not leave here without picking Ziwu Valley. Only Ziwu Valley can completely heal Ling Ran.

Seeing Xiao Heng so calm, Fatty Fang and Wang Shan stopped talking and waited here with Xiao Heng.

They and Xiao Heng are friends of life and death and know Xiao Heng very well. Since Xiao Heng is so confident, they must have a trump card.

Time flies, and it is late at night without realizing it. The disc is hanging high, with stars dotted, and the sky-high mountains are breeze-like, as if a layer of gauze is lingering.

"It's midnight soon."

Xiao Heng squatted next to Ziwu Valley, preparing to wait until Midnight to pick Ziwu Valley and then leave here.

At this time, a huge pillar of light fell from the sky, whistling like thunder struck Xiao Heng's head.

"It really appears at this time!"

Xiao Heng's face changed slightly, and he used the Thunderbolt Palm of the Ten Thousand Demons and pushed it up with one palm.

Boom!

His palms and the light column collided in mid-air, and a shocking sound broke out, and the energy exploded, destroying a large cloud.

The light pillar had been slapped by his palm, but more than a dozen murderous Taoist priests landed from the horizon to the top of the mountain, surrounding Xiao Heng and the other two in the middle.

"Dear brothers, this is this person, he killed the disciples of our corpse driving sect!"

Qingshan Old Taoist pointed at Xiao Heng and said with gritted teeth.

Xiao Heng's eyes swept over the dozen people. These dozen were all senior leaders of the elder level of the corpse-driven sect. Five were at the realm of Condensing Yuan, and the rest were at the realm of Sea Piercing. And the old Taoist Qingshan was just the weakest.

"It's a big deal, it's a little more people than I thought."

Xiao Heng smiled and seemed not to take the dozen senior elders of the corpse-driven sect into consideration.

"Boy, kill my disciples of the corpse sect in the territory of my corpse sect. Today you will definitely die!"

An old man with white beards stared at Xiao Heng, his eyes shining with fierce light, and his murderous aura was soaring to the sky.

He is the highest level among this group of people. He is a master at the ninth level of the second level of the Condensation Realm. He is known as the Old Taoist Baiyun, and has a high status in the corpse-driven sect.

He opened a cloth bag, and with a whoosh, a white light flew out of the pocket.

The white light turns into a beautiful woman with long hair under the moonlight.

"This is... a thousand-year-old corpse!"

Fatty Fang and Wang Shan were startled and their feet became weak. The beauty of long-haired hair was not an ordinary monk, but a thousand-year-old corpse. She had no self-awareness or feeling, but was just a puppet, but had the combat power of the second level of the Condensation Realm.

The Corpse Driving Sect is an ancient sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and is famous for its corpse control technique.

They are already strong in their own strength, and their corpse control techniques are superb. They can control nearby corpses when facing the enemy, which is equivalent to making a huge plug-in. Therefore, many people are worried about them and are unwilling to provoke them.

Xiao Heng glanced at the thousand-year-old corpse and smiled and said, "It's just a trick of eagle. If you want to do it, hurry up. My time is very precious."

"Arrogant boy! Let you see the magical powers of our corpse driving sect!" Qingshan's old Taoist was furious. In Xiao Heng's eyes, it was just a "small trick of carving insects". How could he swallow this breath if he despised them for corpse driving sect?

He pinched a few handprints in a row, opened his mouth and spit out a few starlight to the headless corpses on the ground. The headless corpses seemed to come alive, jumping up, jumping and killing Xiao Heng.

"When they are alive, I am not afraid of them. Can they still make a fuss if they die? I killed them once before, but I don't mind killing them again. Corpse control technique? Let you have no corpse control!"

After Xiao Heng finished speaking, the Fengtian Sword appeared out of thin air with his right hand. He swung out with a sword, and the arc-shaped sword light swept out, destroying it. As soon as he touched the headless corpse, the headless corpse turned into ashes.

"Do you think I will be afraid of you if I find more than a dozen helpers? I will be the first to destroy you!"

Xiao Heng used the dragon's body technique to go out, and a figure flashed, and he arrived in front of the old Taoist Qingshan. A Sumeru Tongtian punch hit Qingshan's old Taoist Qingshan's heart.

Puff!

The old Taoist Qingshan's body exploded, and the blood-stained bones fell like raindrops. He died like this, without even suffering at all.

"Junior brother..."

"You demon, how dare you kill my junior brother!"

"I want to kill you and avenge my junior brother!"

More than a dozen elders of the corpse-driven sect were all in their eyes.

With a whoosh, Xiao Heng retreated to a stone slab and said, "Come on, come together, or come one by one?"

"The root of the great way enters the corpse, and the ancient corpse turns into gods to suppress evil spirits..."

Baiyun Laodao was muttering something, his hands kept forming seals, and suddenly the essence from all directions surged, blessing on the long-haired ancient corpse.

The long-haired ancient corpse burst out with a captivating aura, staring at Xiao Heng like an abyss, and colorful light flashed on his body, which looked very strange.

"kill!"

With the old Taoist Baiyun shouted, the long-haired female corpse flew to Xiao Heng, and the five fingers on his right hand were claw-shaped. The black nails shone in the moonlight, and they were about to catch Xiao Heng's neck.

Xiao Heng directly punched the ancient corpse on the wrist, and it actually made a clang, like metal attacks, sparking everywhere.

"It is worthy of being a thousand-year-old corpse, and its body is comparable to mine."

Xiao Heng was shocked and quickly retreated.

His body was so strong that he used eight points of strength just now, enough to destroy a low-grade holy weapon with one punch, but he could not hurt a hair on the ancient corpse, which shows that the body of the ancient corpse is at least comparable to a medium-grade holy weapon.

It is incredible that a corpse is so strong.

"She is a thousand-year-old corpse and has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. You can't hurt her! No matter how evil your body is, you are not her opponent. Wait for death, hahaha!"

The old Taoist Baiyun laughed wildly, continued to make seals and controlled the ancient corpse to kill Xiao Heng.

Although the ancient corpse has no consciousness and is just a puppet, it is controlled by the old Taoist Baiyun, and is as sensitive as a living person.

Her offensive was also tied with each other, without any flaws, and Xiao Heng retreated step by step.

Xiao Heng punched her more than a dozen punches, each of which was a force to pull away the mountains and rivers, but except for making clanging sounds and sparks, he could not hurt her at all.

"Brother, be careful."

Wang Shan and Fatty Fang both raised their hearts to their throats. If Xiao Heng could not beat the ancient corpse, they could not beat it even more, and they would have to die in the end.
Chapter completed!