The Second Immortal Road

　　 At the other end of this underground space, five base-building San Xiu took 30 to 40 Qi training phase San Xiu urgers to violently bombard a white light curtain ten meters in front of them.

"Haha, if the four fellow Taoists increase their mana, this ten thousand skeleton formation is about to be broken." A cultivator dressed as a Taoist scholar in the foundation construction stage laughed haha, and then slammed the law, and he controlled it. The scimitar-shaped spiritual tool immediately became huge, from its original length of two feet to half a meter in size.

　　 This scimitar is not just getting bigger, but also alive, exuding bursts of extreme cold air, sweeping towards the surroundings, causing a shudder that can't help being closer to San Xiu.

"Illness." The monk dressed as a Confucianist slightly picked up his index finger, and the scimitar suddenly slammed on the white light curtain with a burst of frost, causing the seemingly indestructible light curtain to shake for a while. .

Seeing that the Confucian scholars had increased the power of the spirit weapon, the other monks in the foundation-building period increased their mana without thinking, so that their auras were also released, releasing a variety of powers towards the white of the forest. Cut off the light curtain, causing the light curtain to shake even more severely.

"You fellow Daoists are progressing so fast, this ten thousand skeleton formation is already shaky. Fortunately, the corpse came back early, so that you are not afraid to go in first." A gloomy figure suddenly appeared in front of the light curtain. With his hands behind him, he looked at the constantly shaking light curtain.

　　 This new figure is not who the black iron stiff is, but it is strange that all the wounds on its body have disappeared, and the shroud that was damaged before has become intact as before!

"Brother Corpse is joking. You didn't come back. How could we go in first? We were planning to send a few younger generations to find you! Now Brother Corpse, you just came back. Come and help and break this formation in one effort." The Confucian cultivator during the foundation-building stage saw the sudden appearance of black iron stiff, his brow wrinkled slightly, revealing an unexpected look, but he returned to normal in an instant.

　　 "I'm afraid I don't need to use the corpse, this formation has been broken!" Heimao Tie smiled silently, and continued to hold his hands behind him, seemingly not intending to bombard the formation.

　　 As soon as the black-haired iron stiff's voice fell, the white light curtain suddenly rose and shrank, and small bulges the size of small bean grains appeared on the surface, and the light on the surface began to slowly dissipate.

　　 "Boom." The sound of thunder in the dry land suddenly exploded, and at the same time a wave of air engulfed with a strong gloom swept across the light curtain.

The power of this qi wave seems to be very strong, and it knocked a lot of cultivators with weaker cultivation bases to the ground, and even if the cultivation base was deeper, the cultivators who were not overwhelmed by the qi wave were also at this time. His face was pale, and he continued to pour mana into the shield on his body, struggling to support it.

　　After a full breath, the wave of air gradually ceased, but the surrounding area was blurred, and there were flying ash lifted by the wave of air everywhere.

　　 At this moment, in a haze, the scholar waved his sleeve robe slightly during the foundation-building period, and suddenly a gust of wind swept away, blowing away the mist within 30 to 40 feet around him.

　　The cultivator during the foundation-building stage looked at the white light curtain of the forest that had disappeared not far away. Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but show a smile on his face: "It's finally broken, fellow daoists, let's go in together!"

　　 "If we want to search for spiritual things wholeheartedly, we are afraid that we still have to do one thing, that is, to get rid of those skeleton soldiers!" Heimao Tiezuo also walked over.

　　 The black hair iron zombies just finished speaking, and some curious sounds gradually came from the direction of the ten thousand skull formation, as if there were many little mice moving around.

　　 "Come here." Heimao Tiezheng walked to the edge of the fog and looked out of the fog.

"Fuck." With a sound, a withered yellow skeleton holding a long sword that was broken in half jumped out of the fog, waving the long sword in his hand towards the black iron zong, and the black iron stiffening. He didn't move, letting the remnant sword slash on his body.

　　 "Kacha." The remnant sword in the palm of the withered yellow skull broke into two pieces, and the black iron stiff body was indeed undamaged.

　　 "Squeak, squeak, squeak." One attack of the withered yellow skeleton didn't produce any effect, and the bones all over its body began to rub together, making a burst of sour noises.

　　 "Huh." Hei Mao Tie stiffly let out a soft huh, and then waved his arm without thinking, fanning the skeleton beside him, turning it into a mess of bones.

　　 However, although this skeleton has become scattered bones, it has not stopped shaking, and pieces of broken bones are still jumping on the ground.

　　 "Boom." Almost at the same time, all the broken bones exploded, and small broken bones sputtered everywhere.

　　 "Clang clang." More than ten broken bones hit the light shields of several foundation-building monks not far away, but they were easily blocked.

　　 "These skeleton soldiers are interesting, they will explode, but they are not powerful enough to hurt us at all!" The Confucian cultivator shook his head slightly.

"One or two skeleton soldiers exploding naturally can't hurt us, but there are hundreds of them. I'm afraid your protective light shields can't stop them!" Heimao Tie muttered a word, his hands were imprinted, and then he waved his hand around. , The surrounding atmosphere suddenly agitated, and in a few breaths, most of the mist was suppressed, revealing most of the scene within the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation!

　　 At this time, in the Ten Thousand Skulls Formation, all the skeletons that had fallen on the ground began to slowly stand up, grabbed the remnant swords and swords on the side, and walked slowly towards these casual repairs.

　　 The number of these bones is extremely large, densely packed, or at least 10,000 to 20,000.

"Friend Guan, what's going on? How come there are so many skeleton soldiers? Didn't you say that less than 10% of the skeleton soldiers survived after the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation was broken? Much!" The cultivator surnamed Xiao at the foundation-building stage saw the scene in front clearly, turned his head abruptly, and looked at the long-bearded foundation-building cultivator behind him.

"This Ten Thousand Skeleton Array is an ancient strange array. Guan Mou said before. He doesn’t know much about it. It’s not easy to think of a way to break the array under the reminder of the corpse fellow. It’s completely common sense to estimate something wrong. What else does Xiao Daoyou ask for?" The long-bearded cultivator at the base-building stage said irritably.

"The two fellow daoists don't fight. This skeleton soldier has no intelligence and will only explode. It's not too troublesome, but it's a bit time-consuming. It's not worth hurting the peace of these two little things." The base monk said repeatedly.

"Hmph, I have time to talk nonsense here. Why don't you hurry up and do it quickly. You don’t understand the truth behind the change? If the foundation-building monks of the five sects come down~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how much more can we end up with? Treasure?" Heimao Tiezheng said a few words faintly, and it suddenly turned into a black whirlwind, heading towards the army of tens of thousands of skeletons, and in a moment was overwhelmed by the army of skeletons.

　　 However, the black hair iron stiff figure is very fast, relying on the powerful body to rampage among the skeleton army, and all the skeletons that are hit by it become a pile of bones without exception.

　　 After the skeletons became loose bones, they all trembled on the ground and exploded after a while.

　　 But the black hair iron stiff speed is too fast, and the bones that were hit by it exploded. It was already ten kilometers away, and it easily avoided these slow-moving skeletons.

　　 "Also, hurry up." During the foundation-building period, the Confucian monk released his flying magic weapon, jumped up, and then released the magic weapon and slashed towards the skeleton army below.

"Come out quickly, and kill these skeletons as much as possible." The long-bearded foundation-building monk glanced behind him, and said to the scattered Qi training monks, and then released his own spirit. The weapon, joined the team of killing the skeleton army.

　　……

　　 Two hours later, the four heads of the foundation-building period and the black iron zombies stood on a square, looking at a black altar in the distance, with a burst of heat on their faces.

　　 On the altar, there are three good fortune flowers with two blooming flowers.

"Dear fellow daoists, we just played against those skeleton soldiers. Our mana was consumed a little bit. This is not the time to fight in the nest. Otherwise, if the five cultivators come down, we are afraid we can't deal with it!" Hei Mao Tiezheng glanced over. In a circle, he said in a deep voice.

　　 "Natural at this time, natural at this time!" The other base-building phases had different expressions, but they all responded.