In short, because of his own kindness, the situation of Dragon Jupiter is completely in chaos and cannot be concluded.

But it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, it will be messy. As long as the corpse refining pool is destroyed, the corpse tribe will be defeated sooner or later.

"The Longmen Warship is leveraging you to operate, and the original plan is cancelled. You all rushed to help Qinghuangdao. This third line of defense is crucial and must not be broken."

After pondering for a while, Xiao Chen made his decision.

Jin Lin heard that Xiao Chen had no intention of going back and said, "Senior Brother Xiao Chen, what should you do?"

"My plan remains unchanged. It's the best time to sneak attack the corpse refining pool. Wei Hua would never have thought that I would just leave the corpse army and rush to Black Pattern Island."

Xiao Chen chuckled softly, patted Jinlin's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry about me, think about yourself, my sword has reached a critical moment, the more pressure it is, the more you can help me break through."

The sky was filled with stars and white figures jumped down from the bow of the boat, and in the eyes of a group of junior disciples of Haotian Sect, they stepped on the little bits of starlight towards the black-patterned island.

"I want to destroy the corpse refining pool by myself. Senior Brother Xiao Chen, this courage is really unbelievable." Xiao Xian looked at the figure slowly leaving in his sight and said with some emotion.

Jin Lin said with a fiery look and full of envy: "If one day, I would have the courage and demeanor of Senior Brother Xiao Chen, with strong confidence and the demeanor of a master. Our Senior Brother Xiao Chen is definitely not worse than the top geniuses of all races in the Starry Silver Lake."

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Activating the special effect of the cloak that hides the world, Xiao Chen stuck to his murderous intent and walked little by little towards the Black Wire Island. The starlight opened the way for him and the darkness covered him.

His heart was quiet and peaceful, without the tension and excitement of the war being about to begin. In the darkness, he silently stepped onto the Black Pattern Island.

Relying on the cloak that was hiding the world, he passed by a pair of patrolling corpse warriors, but no one appeared. A visitor came to the Black Pattern Island under the heavy protection.

It is not difficult to find the corpse refining pool. Where is the strongest place on the island?

Following the sensing of his spiritual sense, Xiao Chen floated on the ground, jumping over the figures, without attracting anyone's attention, and came to the vicinity of the corpse refining pool.

In the air, Xiao Chen could see that the ground was piled with corpses, most of which were the corpses of various star beasts.

It can be seen that from time to time, someone transported the star beasts he had just hunted here and took the reward away.

Men in black were busy in front of the corpse of the star beast, skillfully opening their intestines and bleeding their stomachs, adding various powders that Xiao Chen didn't recognize. Not far away, the corpse of the human martial saint was placed.

It can be clearly seen that those warriors who pay human corpses will receive much more rewards.

The entire corpse refining pool was quiet and orderly. Even a calm person like Xiao Chen was shocked when he watched the other party turn the human corpse into a demon zombie.

No wonder people from all races do not like to deal with people from the corpse tribe. Thinking about a group of people making you feel chilled after you die.

If the people from the Corpse Clan were not strong enough, they would have been destroyed by others for a long time.

With his body flashing, Xiao Chen flew away, came to the top of the corpse refining pool, and began to formally look at the corpse refining pool.

The corpse refining pool is rectangular, five hundred meters long and a hundred meters wide. It has a gloomy surface and black water surging. Just a glance, it makes me feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusting.

There should be a formation below the pool water. The formation patterns are all solidified by blood donation, and the nodes in the array are embedded with star cores. If you want to destroy the corpse refining pool, you must break the formation and bury the entire place.

But the four top-grade martial artists who were patrolling everywhere made Xiao Chen feel difficult to deal with in the four corners of the corpse refining pool.

A demon zombie with black air surging at the four old men was staying next to them. Look at the aura. There should be all the existences of the top-grade martial saints in front of them. This is a real holy-level high-level demon zombie, and its strength is no less than that of the top-grade martial saints.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen frowned, and he didn't expect that both of them were here. It was Long Fei, who looked like a white-faced scholar, who had once met one time, practicing Kuidou.

The two of them walked over with great enthusiasm, stopped in front of the corpse refining pond, and looked at it with interest.

This is really a bit difficult to deal with. It is expected that it is completely wrong. Not only is there a Long Fei, but there is also a descendant of the Iron Hand King Kuidou.

In the corpse refining pool, corpses rose and fell. The Martial Saints of the Corpse Clan in all corners occasionally pinched their hand gestures to activate the formations under the pool, and black lights burst out from the pool.

When the black light fell to the ground, a demon zombie formed, and walked into the coffin next to it, covering the coffin and lying in it.

There were immediately other corpse warriors who labeled the coffin, recorded the strength level of the demon zombie, and then transported it down. The coffins behind them were really dazzling, with no less than a thousand, all of which were imperial-level martial saints.

There are also a few wooden coffins with particularly dark colors, which contain holy-level demon zombies, which are the real trump card of the corpse clan.

The holy-level demon zombie has a little intelligence, and the initial-level holy-level demon zombie already has the strength that is truly comparable to the martial saint, while the high-level holy-level demon zombie is a powerful existence that can rival the top-level martial saint.

Looking at the demon zombie zombies that jumped out from time to time in the corpse refining pool, Kuidou laughed and said, "With these almost endless demon zombies, it is really hard for the corpse clan to lose on this battlefield of Dragon Jupiter."

Long Fei, who looked like a white-faced scholar, swayed the folding fan and said seriously: "It's not entirely true that, only the emperor-level demon zombies and the holy-level demon zombies can be generated in batches, which requires a lot of effort and time. Of course, if it's just a battle of this scale, as long as the corpse refining pool is not destroyed, it will only be our corpse tribe who will win until the end."

Kuidou smiled and nodded, "The emperor-level demon zombie is nothing in the eyes of experts, but it doesn't cost any money after all. The hundred-headed emperor-level demon zombie can kill a low-grade martial saint and make a profit."

The two of them surrounded the corpse refining pool and chatted while walking. The four old men from the corpse clan also chatted with them from time to time.

Xiao Chen saw all this and thoughtful. Now he was facing four senior top-grade martial saints from the corpse clan, four high-level holy demon zombies, and two young monsters who were far away from the top-grade martial saints.

Judging from the aura of the four old martial saints of the Corpse Clan, they are not ordinary top-grade martial saints. They are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and their cultivation is unfathomable. Even one-on-one, Xiao Chen is not sure to defeat the other party within a hundred moves.
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