As soon as Yi Qiu finished speaking, amid a strange smile, the four monks surrounding Yi Qiu raised their hands.

With the "crunching" sound, several white light flashed, and eight bone corpses were added around him.

These eight bone corpses are as big as one person, but they are covered with white bones all over their bodies, and a green light flashes from the empty eye sockets from time to time.

As the four of them cast a spell, the eight bone corpses suddenly stepped forward a few steps and surrounded Yi Qiu. At the same time, they pulled out the two vertebrae on their chests, which were slightly different from the other thoracic vertebrae and entered his hand. One end of the vertebrae was extremely sharp. If it was inserted into it, it would not be so easy to resist.

Yi Qiu's expression changed slightly when he saw this. When he felt that the aura of these eight bone corpses was only equivalent to the initial level of Qi training, his eyes flashed and he was relieved, but his expression was still extremely cautious.

"Boy, let you meddle in other people's business, so stay here now." After seeing the eight bone corpses forming a siege, the monk surnamed Fang couldn't help laughing loudly. Seeing this, the other three laughed strangely.

As the figure flashed, four monks occupied four corners of the eight bone corpses to prevent Yi Qiu from breaking through one corner.

"You guys are from the Netherworld Sect, aren't you?" Yi Qiu asked suddenly.

After hearing this, the four people who were about to take action froze slightly, they said with a strange smile: "Who is a sect cultivator, you know what kind of baby is? With the joint efforts of our four brothers, and with these eight bone corpses that do not know how to hurt, no matter how you practice Qi, you will be unable to escape death."

The monk was about to launch an attack when suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him. In the horrified gaze of the monk, a sharp claw slashed over his throat.

Amid the "Hi" sound, the strange laughter of this monk stopped abruptly. At the same time, the head rushed several meters high with a stream of blood, and then it fell down with the body.

The other three monks saw a black shadow flashing, and their companions fell to the ground. In a shock, they hurriedly launched a bone corpse to attack Yi Qiu. At the same time, they each sacrificed something and slowly turned around them to resist the black shadow's attack.

After Yi Qiu casually saw the protective objects sacrificed by the remaining three monks, he couldn't help but let out a light "huh" and at the same time, a wind blade condensed with his right hand and hit a bone corpse.

After a "swish", the bone corpse was broken by Yi Qiu's wind blade, and at the same time it also repelled the bone corpse several steps. However, when the bone corpse was barely stabilized, it attacked Yi Qiu again as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu had a certain plan in his mind. Yi Qiu was not worried at all when the Black Stone Rat was fighting against the three intermediate-level qi-training cultivators on the periphery. It was true now. Under the amazing speed and sharp claws of the Black Stone Rat, the three of them were now injured, and they gathered together to defend against the Black Stone Rat's attack.

The original cage bird has now become the death talisman of several extremely proud monks, and the attack and acceptance momentum has changed instantly.

The eight bone corpses surrounding Yi Qiu were too busy to take care of the three monks, and they were completely tempted by instinct to attack Yi Qiu. Yi Qiu fought with these eight bone corpses.

When the vertebrae in the hand was about to stab Yi Qiu, Yi Qiu's body turned slightly and dodged. At the same time, a wind blade was emitted to repel another bone corpse. He stepped back several steps and went to the other bone corpse. A red light flashed in his hand, and a fireball shot down the head of the bone corpse.

Although there was no flesh and blood, the pungent smell of burnt still came.

The ground fluctuated, and the quicksand turned around. With a puff, a bone corpse's feet were wrapped in quicksand and fell to the ground. At the same time, it also hindered the progress of the two bone corpses behind. It suddenly fell down three or four bone corpses like rolling a gourd.

Without anyone operating, these eight bone corpses have no power to threaten Yi Qiu's mission. At this time, Yi Qiu was too lazy to destroy these eight bone corpses. As long as the remaining three people were killed, these three bone corpses naturally had no power to move.

After flashing through the two bone spurs behind and beside him, Yi Qiu slowly walked towards the three people who were trapped in a ball by the black stone rat on his back.

"Which sect are you three people?" Yi Qiuhan asked.

"This guy, all of us are cultivators from the Netherworld Sect. Now I don't know Mount Tai. I offended this guy. I hope you will forgive me for waiting for my life!" The monk surnamed Fang replied hurriedly.

At the same time, seeing that the bone corpse that I and others had worked hard to practice without any energy to operate and did not threaten Yi Qiu, they cast a spell and let him stay where he was.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu's eyes flashed and said coldly: "Sacrifice these eight bone corpses, I think several people have harmed me, Qingcheng people, right?"

The Black Stone Rat flashed Yi Qiu's shoulders under Yi Qiu's instructions, but his small eyes were staring at the three people tightly.

The three monks surnamed Fang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the Black Stone Rat returning to Yi Qiu's side. However, the three of them still set the defensive object in front of them and did not dare to take it back. The Black Stone Rat's speed of faster than lightning made the three of them feel disappointed.

These three people only dared to set the defensive objects in front of them, and did not dare to attract the eight bone corpses. If this aroused the murderous intention of Yi Qiu, who had just stopped, the consequences would be that none of them could escape.

"Now you can talk carefully." Yi Qiu said calmly.

The monk surnamed Fang returned carefully and said, "I wonder what this guy wants to know? As long as it is what I and the other three know, I will tell you the guy truthfully."

"First talk about which sect you are from?"

"We brothers are indeed people from the Nether Palace as the younger brother said before."

Yi Qiu snorted coldly: "The first question is not honest. It seems that there is no need for us to continue talking. Since that is the case, I think I will get to know you as soon as possible."

The faces of the three monks surnamed Fang changed and they hurriedly said, "The three of us are indeed from the Corpse Refining Sect of the Nether Palace."

"Corpse Refining Sect?" Yi Qiu pondered for a while and suddenly said, "What is the defensive thing in front of you?"

"This? This is just a medium-grade defensive magic weapon." One of them smiled dryly.

Yi Qiu slowly stepped forward a few steps, and suddenly shouted in surprise when the monk named Fang stared at him, "Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Jiuding Sect?"

When the monks surnamed Fang and others were shocked when they heard this, they said: "What Nine Ding Sect?"

"Don't you say you don't know that the medium-grade defensive magic weapon do you know? If you really don't know it, it's nothing. After I kill you one by one, I will find out." Yi Qiu sneered.

When monk Fang Xiu and others saw that Yi Qiu actually knew the defensive magic weapon in his hand, they looked at each other and lowered their heads and said, "This matter is very important. Since this guy knows the defensive magic weapon in our hand, I think he knows what the empire belongs to now. I advise you, if it is not your business, it is better not to ask. Even if you kill us here today, you will not be able to escape the revenge of our sects in the future."

"It's interesting to say this. Now that your life is in my hands, you dare to threaten me with the sect?" Yi Qiu couldn't help but smile.

Seeing Yi Qiu like this, the monk surnamed Fang said cautiously: "I see that the young man is at a young age and is in a state of great success in Qi training. I think the family is extraordinary, so don't bring the root of disaster into the family!"

When Yi Qiu saw the monk surnamed Fang say this, he knew in his heart that what he said was true, but a trace of sadness flashed in his heart! Will cultivating immortals lose human nature? He really regards the world as straw dogs?

"If you release all the captured children, I can stop asking about this." Yi Qiu said softly after a few breaths.

"I think there is someone I know among the children we have captured? If that's the case, I just tell you the person I know, and I will report to my senior sister to release him." Cultivator Fang Xing said hurriedly when he heard this.

"Where are those children locked up?" Yi Qiu suddenly took a step forward, and at the same time, the momentum of practicing Qi was unreservedly shrouded the three people in the field.

When the three of them were taken away and their fear of Yi Qiu, they couldn't help but blurt out: "It's in the tunnel of the woodshed!"

After Yi Qiu regained his momentum, the three of them looked at each other and were shocked.

Yi Qiu clicked a little and asked suddenly: "Now, let's talk about the relationship between the three of you and the Nine Ding Sect. If there is a lie, then don't blame me for taking action."

"Haha, this guy is joking. I am indeed the one from the Corpse Refining Sect. I don't know what the Jiuding Sect you mentioned is." The monk surnamed Fang said with a forced smile.

Yi Qiu said calmly: "Don't you say that the defensive magic weapon in your hands is the identity nameplate Qingye Order of the Jiuding Sect, right?"

The three monks surnamed Fang couldn't help but change their expressions when they heard this.

"These are just some defensive magic weapons we have collected, and I don't know that these are Aoki Ling."

"Oh? Is that true? Aoki Lingling, a native of the Jiuding Sect, remains unavailable, is a symbol of his identity. It seems that I will clean up your sect today."

"What? Are you also from the Jiuding Sect? Wait, this senior brother, let's do it slowly. We have something to say?" The monk Fang Xing's expression changed and said hurriedly.

A playful smile flashed across Yi Qiu's mouth: "Oh, what else can I say now?"

"We are actually from the Hundred Tribulations of the Lineage. I wonder what kind of lineage this senior brother is?"

"Thousand fingers are one line."

"It turns out that he is a senior brother from the Qianzhi lineage. Since the senior brother is also the Jiuding Sect, as long as the senior brother says, the junior brother will go back and release the child he has captured. Please ask the senior brother not to ask about this matter again. We are just acting under the order of the uncle of our vein." The monk surnamed Fang couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Yi Qiu was actually a member of the Jiuding Sect.

Yi Qiu was shocked when he heard this, and his face suddenly became gloomy and gloomy. These people were not only junior brothers from this sect, but also acted under the name of the Nascent Soul Master Master of a hundred kalpas.

In Jiuding Sect, the disciples can only regard themselves as younger generations as those masters of the Nascent Soul.
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