Walking along the stone steps buried by gravel, walking for nearly a thousand miles through the dark evil miasma, suddenly a sharp wind roar like a ghost. The ground was trembling slightly, and countless tiny gravels kept jumping up more than a foot high.

At the end of the stone steps is a huge flat ground, and the shape should be a square.

In the middle of the huge square, tens of thousands of ancient corpses as high as hundreds of feet tall, formed a huge mountain of corpses in an extremely strange way.

On the top of the Corpse Mountain, an ancient corpse, more than two hundred feet tall, sat cross-legged, with dozens of sharp wounds all over his body, and a long banner with strange shape penetrated his body, connecting him with the entire Corpse Mountain.

Standing at the end of the stone steps, Long Zhenzun and others looked at the ancient and huge corpse mountain with an inexplicable mood, and the lifelike ancient corpse sitting cross-legged on the top of the corpse mountain.

"Ancient Evil Demon!" Yin Juer, who was holding the silver-haired fox, suddenly tightened his fingers, and glared fiercely at the ancient corpse on the top of the corpse mountain. Her ten fingers were too hard, and the silver-haired fox in her arms suddenly froze her whole body, and her four legs twitched desperately.

"It's a treasure!" Long Zhenzun's eyes widened, and a faint blue divine light spurted out several feet away. More than a hundred miles away, he still saw the long banner inserted into the ancient corpse on the top of the corpse mountain.

The long handle of the long banner is not the cylindrical shape that is usually seen, but square, one by one, one by one, just like four square bamboos.

There was no luster or pattern on the dark long handle, just like a black hole, as if it could swallow all the light, heat, and all tangible existences in the world. Across more than a hundred miles apart, just glanced at the long banner, the Dragon Lord couldn't help but shivered, as if the soul was about to be sucked away.

"Fortunately, I have accepted the Wanying Evil-Breaking Pill!" The Long Zhenzun of the Ho groaned and cursed in a low voice: "Otherwise, I might be stuck!"

The banner of the long banner is rectangular, about two meters wide, but more than three hundred meters long. The black banner is drooping down and swaying left and right with the strong wind dancing around it, blocking the face of the ancient corpse, and then floating away from left to right.

When the long banner shook, the lifelike face of the ancient corpse had a strange aura out of thin air, which always made people feel that he was not dead, but was hiding behind the long banner, peeking at Long Zhenzun and his group secretly.

As the wind blows, there are a trace of extremely thinness on the black and unlustered banner surface, which is even thinner than the hair, and has extremely strong force, like an arrow shot from a strong bow. The black smoke continues to spray out.

These thin black smoke spewed out of the banner for dozens of miles away. When the strong wind hit it, it exploded and exploded into huge black smoke, spreading in all directions, constantly integrating into the thick miasma of all evil demons on all sides.

"This long banner is the root of the miasma of all evil demons!" Hao San's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's indeed a treasure. Whether it is used to kill enemies or to visit the mountain gate, this is a first-class treasure!"

Yin Juer, who was standing beside him, sneered: "It may not be a good treasure, Wanxie Demon Miasma? Haha, wasn't it broken by Wanying Evil Viagra Pill?"

Hao San glanced at Yin Juer with a fool-like look and shook his head gently: "Silly woman, I ask you, how many alchemists can you find to refine the Wanying Evil Pill? How many materials can you get to refine the Wanying Evil Pill?"

With a sneer, Hao San pointed to the long banner and said loudly: "No one presided over it. This long banner can release thousands of evil miasma on its own. If someone refined it and someone completely controlled it, how powerful this treasure would be? Do you dare to imagine?"

Yin Juer's face suddenly changed, and a trace of silver light suddenly spurted out from her beautiful eyes, and she looked at the long banner with great eagerness.

The corners of Hao Long Zhenzun's eyes leaped around. He suddenly jumped up and punched Hao San in the face. The punch was extremely heavy. Hao San was caught off guard and was knocked away by Hao Long Zhenzun. He flew out with blood all over the mouth. After landing, he slipped far away in the square and almost crashed into the mountain of corpse.

Hao San's eyes were red with anger. He suddenly jumped up and pulled out the sea serpent and sneered at the horn Long Zhenzun: "Okay, okay, okay, Xiao Jiuer, you have a kindness, you really have a kindness, you dare to hit your third brother! Come on, come on, come on, brother today, I won't show you three or five thousand small appearances, I'm the one you raised!"

Hao Longzhenzun was so angry that his face was trembling. He roared at Hao San hysterically: "Hao Xiaosaner! If you don't speak, no one will say you are a fool! You know the benefits of this long banner, what did you say to this little girl? You have to think about this treasure together, so how can you fight with you?"

Hao Longzhenzun roared: "I know you like young Shuiling Girl, but you have to figure out that Yin Juer is his mother's Heavenly Clan! Do you dare to hook up with the women of the Heavenly Clan? Do you believe that the law enforcement elder personally sucked your tendons, stripped your skin, and took off your whole body's materials to refine your weapon?"

Hao San's face suddenly changed. He shut his mouth and said no more!

Yin Juer smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth, like a flower branch trembling, almost making the two little foxes lying on her shoulders laugh together. She kept flirting with her eyes to Hao Sanfei, and laughed: "Oh, Third Master, if you are interested in the little girl, the little girl actually doesn't mind trying the man of the Dragon clan. Do you look so strong!"

Ho Long Zhenzun snorted coldly, and pointed at the long banner and shouted loudly: "This long banner belongs to me!"

Yin Juer's face suddenly changed, and she said in a cold tone: "How can you see it? This long banner is indeed a good treasure, and I want it too."

With a "clang" sound, the twenty-three dragon tribes named behind Long Zhenzun pulled out their weapons at the same time.

The sound of weapons breaking through the air came, and the twenty silver-armored female guards behind Yin Juer were also on guard. These female guards looked weak, and they were all pure heavenly clans. The "Heavenly Kung Fu" they practiced made their strength no less than the true spirit of the Dragon Clan. The weapons they were all heavy weapons such as spears and halberds.

The two silver-haired foxes lying on Yin Juer's shoulders shook, and a silver light flashed. Chu Tian had seen them in the palace under the chime rock. Two true spirit elders of the Yuehu clan walked out of the silver light at the same time.

With a wave of their hands, silver lights fell on twenty silver-armored female guards. As the light and shadows swayed, the figures of the twenty female guards blurred, and nearly a thousand tall and agile figures suddenly appeared on the spot.
Chapter completed!