There is a kind of cultivator called a witch cultivator who is good at controlling corpses and exorcising spirits. However, he is not tolerated by the world and is ostracized by all cultivators because no one wants to be refined into corpse soldiers after death for others to control. Being controlled by others. There was once a rising sect called Wu Tianmen. It was extremely powerful and unparalleled in its majesty. Although it had a small number of disciples, it dominated Jiuzhou for a long time. No sect dared to take the lead, not even the Nine Kings. Be afraid of its seven points. There are five thousand disciples of Wutianmen, and each of them has countless corpse soldiers. These corpse soldiers are extremely powerful after being refined by the corpse refining method. Their bodies are indestructible to swords, water and fire, and they are immortal and immortal. The only one who can kill corpse soldiers is The solution is to chop off their heads. The leader of the Wutian Sect, Wu Jiujiu, had reached the God-refining stage. At that time, there were very few cultivators who had reached the God-refining stage. What’s more, Wu Jiujiu had two spiritual corpses under his command (his spiritual intelligence had just begun to develop and he could think like three corpse soldiers of 19-year-old children).
At that time, the Wutian Sect was overbearing and did not take the Nine Kings into consideration at all. They even captured living people to refine corpses. What's more, they tortured and killed a large number of cultivators to create a place to accumulate filth and filth to facilitate corpse refinement and the cultivation of disciples within the sect. Wu Tianmen's crazy behavior aroused public outrage. At that time, a cultivator named Ding Yue stepped forward and led a group of brothers to unite with the Nine Kings to destroy Wu Tianmen in one fell swoop. All the disciples were slaughtered and all the corpse soldiers were destroyed. Wu Jiujiu fled in blood, but was finally intercepted by Ding Yue and others in the Xingdou Mountains of Xingchen Continent. After nine days and nights of bloody fighting, Wu Jiujiu died and Ding Yue himself almost lost his life. This Ding Yue was later the founder of the Immortal Cultivator Guild. It was precisely because of this incident that his reputation soared, even surpassing that of the Nine Kings. He was like a bright star that quickly rose into the sky of Jiuzhou Continent.
Some people say that the destruction of Wutianmen made Ding Yue and the Immortal Cultivator Guild possible. Indeed, heroes may not create the situation, but the situation often creates heroes. Ding Yue is a hero who seizes the opportunity. He uses his fame and cohesion to establish the Immortal Cultivation Guild, and with the help of a group of brothers who are sincere and courageous, he creates an The Immortal Cultivator Guild, a behemoth that dominates the sky, has also become a legendary and iconic figure in people's mouths.
The Wutian Clan was destroyed, and those disciples who were lucky enough to escape the disaster kept their names anonymous and did not dare to show their faces. It was not until the eternity of time diluted everything that their descendants dared to show themselves to the world, but they did not dare to be too public. , and even less dare to do anything wrong.
The man in front of Chu Jun was named Wu Yanshou, a remnant of the Wu Tianmen from the past. He collected a million spiritual crystals from the wind chime and promised to capture Chu Jun alive.
At this time, Chu Jun and Ning Yun were surrounded by a circle of skeletons. The miserable white bones glowed with a frightening light. Next to the man in black were two expressionless corpse soldiers with shriveled cheeks and cold faces. Sen's ruthless eyes all reveal their viciousness and ferocity.
The air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses. Ning Yun's face was pale, and the turbid air in her chest kept rolling. She almost vomited. If Chu Jun hadn't been by her side, she wouldn't have had the courage to stay even a moment longer. Chu Jun held Ning Yun's hand, and a cold and holy divine power of the cold moon slowly entered her body. Ning Yun suddenly felt much better, and the turbulent feeling in her stomach quietly subsided. She couldn't help but lean against Chu Jun's body. The man's body temperature made her feel extremely safe, and her mood stabilized.
Facing a dozen gloomy white bones, Chu Jun remained indifferent and said without even raising his eyelids: "Is this your trump card?"
When Wu Yanshou saw that Chu Jun was still so calm, he felt a little unsure and said with a sinister smile: "Of course not, but it's enough to deal with you!"
Chu Jun suddenly showed a bright smile, but when he saw Wu Yanshou's eyes, he was inexplicably frightened, and he actually felt a sense of regret. A flash of lightning appeared in Chu Jun's hand, and a long sword appeared, and the powerful aura of the fourth-grade sword instantly emitted.
"You are right, I am indeed a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, but there are some things that I don't understand clearly!" Chu Jun said with a smile.
Ning Yun looked at Chu Jun's confident look, his eyes sparkling, and he couldn't help but stand up straight, looking at Wu Yanshou with contempt, but he did not dare to look into the sinister eyes of the two corpse soldiers.
Wu Yanshou felt uneasy in his heart, but he still said calmly and coldly: "What is not clear about?"
"My strength is actually no worse than that of a Jindan cultivator, and...!" Chu Jun paused at this point and looked at Wu Yanshou jokingly.
Wu Yanshou felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help asking: "And what?"
At this moment, two rays of gold and silver light suddenly lit up, and a golden skeleton and a silver skeleton suddenly appeared in front of Chu Jun. The golden skull holds a dazzling golden sword in its hand, and the silver skull holds a dazzling lightsaber. Its powerful aura makes the white skeletons around it pale in comparison.
Wu Yanshou was shocked and blurted out: "Are you... a disciple of our sect?"
Before he finished speaking, the two gold and silver skeletons had already taken action. The brilliant lights and shadows of swords intertwined into a dazzling scene, and the skeletons surrounding Chu Jun were instantly shattered. Wu Yanshou turned around decisively and galloped wildly. Chu Jun's engines were at full power. The strong sun on the left and the cold moon on the right, like the third prince of Nezha on a hot wheel, pounced on him from the air. The two corpse soldiers screamed and jumped up, grabbing at Chu Jun with their extremely hard and sharp claws.
"Death!" Chu Jun shouted, and two thunder blasts were thrown from the sword, which immediately sent the two corpse soldiers rolling away, but the corpse soldiers immediately got up again, and their bodies were unscathed.
Zhi! Chu Jun didn't even pause after knocking down the corpse soldiers. He caught up with the man in black as fast as lightning and slashed away with a flying sword. Although this man is a killer, Chu Jun will never let go of anyone who wants his life. The man in black had no choice but to stand still and turn around to fight. A large row of skeleton soldiers appeared on the ground. At this time, the two corpse soldiers also arrived and pounced on Chu Jun without fear of death.
Ning Yun was afraid that something might happen to Chu Jun, so he hurriedly chased after him with his sword. After the gold and silver skeleton chopped the skeleton soldiers around him into pieces, he followed Ning Yun and caught up with him.
puff! puff!
The gold and silver swords swung by, and the heads of the two corpse soldiers were chopped off violently, and the headless corpses fell to the ground with a plop. Wu Yanshou was so frightened that his heart broke, and at the same time he was heartbroken. The two corpse soldiers that he had spent several years building were destroyed in one fell swoop.
Wu Yanshou shouted loudly, raised his sleeves, and a cold wind suddenly blew up. Five disheveled corpse soldiers appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Chu Jun with a scream. This was all his belongings. In order to survive, he had to take out the treasures at the bottom of the box.
Ning Yun originally wanted to help, but when he was blown by the sinister wind, he shivered suddenly and his head became dizzy. He hurriedly used his sword to support the ground and barely managed to stand still.
"Kill!" Chu Jun flew up and kicked a corpse soldier down. He rushed forward and stepped on its chest. The Thunder Dragon Sword used enough strength to slash at the corpse soldier's neck. He slashed five or six times in a row. The sword cut off his neck. The bones of the gold and silver skeleton were extremely strong, and they struggled with the other four corpse soldiers. The gold and silver skeletons were controlled by Chu Jun's spiritual consciousness, and their movements were not as flexible as the corpse soldiers, so they were entangled and fell to the ground. However, the two corpse soldiers could not do anything to them. The bones could not be scratched or bitten. It was up to you. No matter how hard you try, I’m just a tough guy!
Wu Yanshou saw that he could not help Chu Jun, and knew that if he did not escape, his life would be lost, so he greased his feet, turned around and fled.
"Explosive Spear!" Chu Jun shouted, and the violent flame spear blasted towards Wu Yanshou's heart.
Wu Yanshou felt the extremely hot breath behind him, and was startled. He threw his backhand, and a black skull flag flew out. The flag grew long into the wind, whipping up the whistling black wind.
boom! Explosive gunshots hit the skull and crossbones flag, flames exploded, and the dead branches of the surrounding trees burst into flames. Wu Yanshou waved back the skull flag and sped away without looking back.
"Go back!" A scream sounded out, and Wu Yanshou felt a flash of sword light in front of his eyes, heading straight for his throat, and he was so frightened that he rolled back.
I saw two women standing not far away. One of them was wearing a light blue palace dress. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her pretty face was like the finest jade. The other woman in a Taoist robe was equally beautiful. , but her eyes were filled with evil and her pretty face was tense. She was the one who stabbed her with the sword just now.
"Yu'er, Elder Yu, why are you here!" Chu Jun shouted in surprise.
Zhao Yu smiled gently at Chu Jun and said, "Master and I happened to be passing by on our way back to the mountain. We heard the noise and came over!"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yu Zhenzi's face, but he did not look at Chu Jun. He stared at Wu Yanshou and shouted sternly: "Who dares to come to my Zhengtian Gate to cause trouble!"
Chu Jun couldn't help but was speechless. Isn't this nonsense? He laughed and said: "Elder Yu, this rat dares to come to our front door to cause trouble. He really doesn't know how to live or die. I will leave it to you to deal with it!" After saying that, he turned around and went back to collect the four corpses. soldiers.
Yu Zhenzi couldn't help but glared at Chu Jun's back. A strange look flashed across Zhao Yu's face, and he felt that the master's expression was indescribably awkward.
"Put down the magic weapon!" Yu Zhen shouted sternly, Zhao Yu's figure flashed, and the Jindan period's overwhelming momentum overwhelmed him. Wu Yanshou's heart was shocked, blood surged in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground slumped.
Chu Jun rushed back to assist the gold and silver skeletons, and beheaded the four corpse soldiers in a moment.
"Yun'er, what's wrong with you?" Chu Jun put away his flying sword and suddenly realized that something was wrong with Ning Yun's face, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
Ning Yun shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy!"
Chu Jun was shocked, held her in his arms and said, "Then stay close for a while!"
Ning Yun felt sweet in her heart and said angrily: "I'm not weak, so it's okay!"
"Huh!" A cold snort sounded, followed by a loud sound, and the man in black was thrown in front of Chu Jun by Yu Zhenzi.
"Elder Yu, sister Yu'er!" Ning Yun called out with a blushing face.
Zhao Yu came over and asked with concern: "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy...!" As soon as Ning Yun finished speaking, his body softened, his head tilted, and he fell unconscious in Chu Jun's arms.
"Yun'er!" Chu Jun was shocked, holding Ning Yun in the air and flying towards Tielang Peak.
Zhao Yu also hurriedly followed, and Yu Zhenzi had no choice but to pick up Wu Yanshou's sword and chase after him.