Their fingernails are slender and extremely sharp, with sharp fangs exposed between their mouths. Ferocious and terrifying.


    They bent their legs, jumped up a little, and rushed towards Wang Tianwen.


    The white fog was rolling and surging. From time to time, there was a huge roar, and a faint light of fire could be seen.


    Two evil practitioners came out from the bottom of the earth during the foundation building period. They sent out a cold evil spirit, and looked like evil spirit.


    More than a dozen zombies, two bronze corpses, the others are iron corpses.


    The iron armor corpse is equivalent to the period of refining gas, and the copper armor corpse is equivalent to the period of building foundation.


    Wang Tianwen frowned and cast spells one after another to deal with zombies.


    It seems that they should have been found by evil cultivation.


    Wang Tianwen didn''t think much. He sacrificed a metal ball and turned it into a giant gold guard.


    As soon as the golden guard appeared, his right foot was yellow, and he stamped hard towards the ground. A strong gravity suddenly appeared. A dozen zombies gave out a strange roar. It was very difficult for them to move.


    "I''ll stop these demons, and you''ll help Yang Daoyou out."


    As Wang Tianwen spoke, he took out a red jade pen and made a gesture in the void. A Red Flamingo emerged out of thin air, flapping its wings and rushing toward the opposite side.


    The two companions offered magic weapons to attack the valley.


    One by one, the red flamingos emerged and rushed to the opposite side with an amazing high temperature.


    Scholars usually use the four treasures of the study to attack the enemy, and some scholars use poetry.


    A Red Flamingo hit the zombies and turned into a raging fire, covering the bodies of more than a dozen zombies.


    Two evil practitioners of the foundation period looked at each other, nodded to each other, offered five three black bone knives and two black bone swords to Wang Tianwen.


    As soon as the black bone sword and the black bone sword were close to Wang Tianwen''s ten feet, the guard of the gold armor spewed out a large golden mist, which covered the black bone sword and the black bone sword. The black bone sword and the black bone sword were immediately fixed, suspended in the air, and did not move.


    Wang Tianwen offered a red and shining poetry collection and recited the above poems.


    The words on the poetry collection suddenly brightened, and countless red words flew out, turned into dozens of red ropes, and flew to more than a dozen zombies.


    More than a dozen zombies bared their teeth and roared up to the sky, trying to escape, but they felt as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on them, and they could not move.


    The evil cultivation is not rich, otherwise they would not attack the business travel in the past. The zombie defense and attack power they refined is far worse than the real evil sect.


    More than a dozen zombies were entangled with red ropes, and their bodies were enveloped by "puff" sound and rolling flames, and they made a miserable cry.


    The iron body was burned directly to fly ash, and there was no slag left. The armor on the copper body also showed signs of melting.


    Two evil practitioners realized that something was wrong and wanted to run away. The sound of breaking through the air was loud. A red sword with a length of more than ten Zhang shot at them.


    They quickly sacrificed a black shield and a small black umbrella to protect them.


    Wang Tianwen''s eyes were cold and his magic formula was pinched. The red sword was shining. It easily broke their defense and penetrated their bodies.


    Wang Tianwen''s collection of poems is a top-grade magic weapon, which is made of three-stage refining material lihuojing and has great power.


    After eliminating the two evil practitioners, Wang Tianwen''s fajue pinched them, and the red sword circled and cut them into the valley.


    Boom!


    With a loud noise, the white fog dispersed, the old man in red robe and others got out of the difficulty, and several escape lights flew high into the air, very fast.


    "I want to go! I''ll leave them all. "


    The old man in red robe opened his mouth and shot out a red short ruler. One blurred, one changed into ten, ten changed into hundred, and cut fiercely to several escape lights.


    Several screams rang out, and several evil practitioners were pierced by the dense red shadow and fell to the ground.


    At this time, the two bronze bodies were burned to ashes.


    Wang Tianwen put away the puppet beast and magic weapon, strode towards the bodies of the two evil practitioners, searched their property and collected the bodies.


    According to the rules of Wanxian department, the corpse of evil repair can be exchanged for contribution points.


    There are five evil practitioners during the foundation building period. Their accomplishments are not high. If they were not trapped by the array, the old man in red robe would have solved them long ago.


    There is a cave in the valley. There are a lot of corpses and bones piled up in the cave. There are a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as many poems and classics.


    "Well, this is the eight horse painting of Huasheng."


    The old man in red robe was holding a blue scroll in his hand and looked very excited.


    There are eight running horses on the painting, which are vivid and signed by Lu Xi.


    Wang Tianwen saw the word "Lu Xi" and asked, "Yang Daoyou, isn''t the master of painting Wu? This picture of eight horses is really good, but it was signed by Lu Xi. "


    Wang Tianwen killed several evil practitioners before and got a folding fan with Lu Xi''s name on it.The old man in red robe laughed and said, "Wang Daoyou, you don''t know. The saint of painting is just a title, not a person. Master Lu Xi was a great scholar more than a thousand years ago. He was the first of the eight sages in Meishan. He was good at painting. The emperor sent several people to invite Master Lu to become an official. Did he promise to live in seclusion in the mountains? Few people know his existence. My ancestors were students of Master Lu, I have studied with him for a period of time. If not, I don''t know his existence. "


    "The head of the eight sages in Meishan? Great scholar? Is he a senior friar


    If it was a monk who built foundation, the emperor of the Dayan Dynasty could not send someone to invite him.


    The old man in red robe nodded and said, "Master Lu is a monk of Yuanying. He has no children, but no one knows where he is. Over the years, many people have been thinking about Master Lu''s idea of sitting in the cave. I don''t know if they have found it."


    A young woman in a red dress said with a smile: "Master Lu is a saint of painting. Maybe he painted the location of the Zuohua cave on a painting for someone who has a chance. After all, he has no descendants."


    "That''s right. Some people have tried it, but it didn''t succeed. Among us, Wang Daoyou, Li Daoyou and sun Daoyou are practicing Confucianism. This picture of eight horses is for you."


    The old man in red robe said generously that the picture of eight horses was just a painting. As far as he knew, Lu Xi was just a poor scholar in the secular world before he stepped into the fairyland. There was a mistake when he detected Linggen, which led him to step into the fairyland in his twenties. This picture of eight horses is obviously an early work of Lu Xi, and it is impossible to hide the location of his cave.


    Even so, after all, it was the work of friar Yuan Ying, and it was still kept by the old man in red robe. When he went back, he had to find someone to redraw some.


    There are a lot of corpses piled up in the cave. They are very angry. If they let it go, ghosts may appear. They set fire to the cave, left here and went back to recover their lives.