However, since the White Witch Corpse King is willing to withdraw from the competition, they are naturally happy to have one less opponent.
"Boy, let's go with me! For you, I even gave up the chance to enter the marrow washing pool, I hope you don't let me down!" The White Witch Corpse King greeted and was about to walk forward.
Zhang Yang sighed secretly. Naturally, it was impossible for him to go with the White Witch Corpse King. The marrow washing pool was right in front of him. Originally, he wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.
As a result, Weng Qingyu made such a mess, and the plan fell through immediately.
Although it is not a good thing to expose one's own strength too early, but when things come to an end, there is no choice. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard regular voices from the foot of the mountain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It sounded like footsteps, or the sound of something iron falling to the ground.
The attention of the crowd was immediately attracted. It's just that these old monsters have lived for an unknown number of years, and they are all very calm. Without knowing the situation, no one acted rashly.
"Hahaha, since you're here, why are you in a hurry to leave?"
Accompanied by a burst of laughter, first a dark, cool, metallic head was exposed, followed by a majestic upper body, a tower-like figure gradually revealed... Then, people saw him walking in front of him. a human elder.
"Psychic puppet! Nascent Soul stage psychic puppet!"
"Old Monster Xiong, it's you! You actually have a psychic puppet in the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Two surprised voices sounded.
"Hahaha, the fellow daoists are so coincidental, I really didn't expect to meet some fellow daoists under such circumstances! Hahaha..." Old Monster Xiong smiled complacently, his eyes sweeping across everyone present.
Everyone's faces were ugly, no one spoke, only the laughter of Old Monster Xiong echoed, looking a little gloomy.
"Hey, since Fellow Daoist Xiong can bring the psychic puppet, everyone present is no match for you, so there is nothing to argue about. The candidate to enter the marrow washing pool is naturally your Excellency." Weng Qingyu can afford it and let it go.
"Quack quack, the old man was going to leave. What did you mean by what you said just now, Mr. Xiong? Don't you want to stop the old man?"
As the White Witch Corpse King spoke, he slammed the black iron rod on the ground heavily, making a loud bang, smashing a stone slab on the ground to pieces.
"Hahaha, you said you were going to leave, but this deity couldn't believe it! If it was normal, even if I overestimated myself, I wouldn't dare to have the idea of the White Witch Corpse King, but now... hehe, not only the Corpse King, Even Fellow Daoist Weng and Fellow Daoist Niu should be left to this deity!" Old Monster Xiong sneered and stepped back.
Boom! Boom!
There were two heavy footsteps, and the tall figure of the psychic puppet blocked the old monster bear. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and took off two seven-foot-long sharp axes from his back. The back of the ax was thick and the blade was sharp. , flashing cold light.
This platform is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and there is only one way down the mountain. With such a block, it is completely blocked.
"Hahaha... Boss Xiong, could it be that you want to keep us all behind?" The tauren also laughed angrily.
…
The sudden appearance of the old monster bear immediately changed the situation in front of him. The opponent obviously didn't take Zhang Yang seriously, which gave the latter another chance to fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits of the fisherman.
The surrounding atmosphere was tense, only Zhang Yang's heart moved, and he quietly moved away from the White Witch Corpse King to avoid being affected by the fight.
"Tie Kui, kill them!"
The bear boss answered the tauren's question with orders.
"Yes, Master!"
A red light flashed in Tie Kui's eyes, and he promised in a rumbling voice, and immediately started.
call-
The huge sharp ax slashed down with the sound of the wind, and the first target was the nearest White Witch Corpse King.
"snort!"
The White Witch Corpse King snorted coldly, moved the Ruyi stick out in his hand, and took advantage of the momentum to retreat, flashing back to the side of the Tauren and Weng Qingyu in an instant.
"Fellow daoists, Old Man Xiong's intentions are so obvious. You don't want to sit back and watch him deal with the old man, and then be defeated by him one by one, right?" The White Witch Corpse King cast a cold look.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Niu, let's make a move too! Both of you have strong physical strength, and I think you have some means. If the three of us join forces, even if we can't defeat this iron guy, we should be somewhat sure of escaping. If it is true If he breaks them down one by one, there is no way out." Weng Qingyu had a cold smile on his face.
"Okay!" The tauren answered with only one word, and stretched out his hand to take out his weapon—a two-foot-long iron fork.
"kill-"
Tie Kui let out a long sound, kicked his feet on the ground, and killed the three of them with two axes in his hands.
Of the three Nascent Soul monsters, two of them are physically powerful, and one has a divine weapon in their hands. Although their mana is absolutely suppressed, they are not powerless to fight back.
The three of them, one puppet, ping-pong-pong, fought extremely fiercely.
Although the Tauren and the White Witch Corpse King were powerful, they were more than a little worse than this psychic puppet. Every time they confronted head-on, they would be repelled or even blown away, and their bodies would be injured one after another.
Weng Qingyu took an adventure, intending to cut off Tie Kui by relying on the strength of his magic weapon. As a result, Tie Kui escaped the killing blow with simple wisdom, but an ax was exposed through the gap, but he took advantage of the opportunity to hit Weng Qingyu seriously.
The battle lasted for less than half an hour, and the three Nascent Soul monsters were completely at a disadvantage, and each of them looked seriously injured.
During the whole process, Zhang Yang obediently watched from the sidelines, but the old monster Xiong turned a blind eye to it. Apparently, Zhang Yang didn't care about these two little fellows.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if his mana is suppressed, it is not difficult to deal with a purple zombie and a middle-level foundation-building girl.
What's more, Boss Xiong didn't want to make trouble. Tie Kui had already gained the upper hand, and the two little guys staying there was just what he wanted. After Tie Kui got rid of the three old monsters, he could wipe out these two little guys with a little shot.
If the old monster Xiong didn't do anything, Zhang Yang was naturally happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
He even pretended to be terrified, and moved quietly towards the direction of the downhill passage several times. Every time, the bear's eyes swept over him, and he quickly stood still, as if he was frightened.
Old Monster Xiong sneered in his heart, and he didn't care much about this ant-like existence.
But Boss Xiong didn't realize it, because he was in the direction of the downhill stone steps, so Zhang Yang seemed to be running away, but he was getting closer to him little by little.
…
boom-
There was another loud bang, and gravel flew randomly, but it was Weng Qingyu who intended to jump over Tie Kui, the psychic puppet, and directly attack the bear, but Tie Kui struck down with an axe and almost fell right on the ground.
If he had moved a little slower, then what was flying now would not be gravel, but his flesh and blood.
Even so, Weng Qingyu also looked very uncomfortable, a bright red flashed on his face.
The psychic puppet Tie Kui seized the opportunity and launched a series of attacks. A pair of sharp axes danced like a gust of wind, and Weng Qingyu retreated one after another, in a panic.
Seeing this, the tauren's face was livid, and he struggled for a while, and suddenly passed by, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to escape desperately.
However, his speed is fast, but Tie Kui's speed is even faster.
call!
In the sound of the wind, white light and shadow flashed.
puff!
Amidst the blood splashing, there was a shrill cry, and the tauren was almost cut in half.
The power of the psychic puppet in the Nascent Soul stage, coupled with the fact that the sharp ax in his hand is not ordinary, after a successful blow, it has such sharp power.
Tom!
The sturdy body of the tauren fell heavily to the ground.
While breathing, a cyan light flashed, and a calf several inches long flashed out from the corpse, and it was about to flee, naturally it was the Nascent Soul of the tauren.
Almost at the same time, the surrounding sky changed, the wind and clouds were dense, and lightning struck down one after another.
Boom boom boom—
The little Nascent Soul screamed, and was annihilated by lightning without any accident, leaving only a cloud of white mist.
Zhang Yang's heart moved, and he suppressed the urge to collect the mist.
Never thought that if he didn't do it, someone next to him did it.
The bear monster had already picked up the tauren's forked weapon, and stepped forward to collect the white mist.
In this series of changes, a powerful eighth-level monster, equivalent to the existence of the human Nascent Soul, was killed just like that.
The rabbit dies and the fox is sad!
Naturally, it is impossible for the White Witch Corpse King and Weng Qingyu to have any friendship with this tauren, but if their companion died tragically, their fate would probably be the same, which naturally made them extremely unhappy.
"Old Monster Xiong, belong to three sects and four sects, do you really want to persecute him to the end? If you let go now, I guarantee that nothing has happened, and leave immediately." Weng Qingyu's face turned pale.
"Hey hey, Weng Qingyu, now that the bull monsters have died under this deity's hands, do you think it is possible for this deity to let go? Besides, if I let you go, I won't feel at ease even if I'm in the marrow washing pool. Who Can you guarantee that you won't go mad with jealousy and wait for the old man at the foot of the mountain?" Old Monster Xiong sneered.
"That's good! Since you are so pressing, let's fight to the death! The corpse king hasn't made a move yet, haven't you seen what happened to the old bull monster?" The last sentence was directed at the white witch corpse king.
"Hey, if we resort to that method, we may not be able to leave this Tianfu ruins alive, but if we don't resort to that method, I'm afraid we won't even be able to leave here! Old man Xiong, the old man is dead anyway, today is very I want to pull you back!" The White Witch Corpse King looked at Boss Xiong fiercely.
As soon as the words fell, the body of the White Witch Corpse King surged with energy and blood, and his aura suddenly surged.
Weng Qingyu's face also turned red, and a strange aura surged from his body.
"Tie Kui! Hurry up and don't give them a chance!" Seeing this, Boss Xiong finally showed shock.
Zhang Yang also had a look of fear on his face, and pulled Shangguan Mo'er away from him. In my heart, I was overjoyed for a long time—it was so cool! Hurry up and work hard! The harder you fight, the better, Mr. Zombie is still waiting to clean up the mess!