Sikong Lie's expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand to stop Er Wu and Yue Yue.

Chen Yang was one step ahead of him and stopped, maintaining the vision of Yuanshi Tianzun, and looked towards the northeast.

He always maintained the visualization of Yuanshi Tianzun in order to maintain the magic power of Yin Shen, so he became invisible and followed Sikong Lie and others without being noticed.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Yang would have to spend a lot of effort to defeat Sikong Lie, let alone defeat them quietly.

This can only be achieved by at least one level higher than them.

What's more, on a battlefield filled with corpse demons.

As a result, Chen Yang had an unexpected surprise.

He had never maintained the visualization of Yuanshi Tianzun for such a long time before, and now he realized that in this situation, his five senses were constantly strengthening and spreading.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, every wind and grass movement is like looking at the lines on the palm of your hand.

Chen Yang relied on this special ability, and Sikong Lie discovered a lot of anomalies in the northeast in the morning.

After Sikong Lie stopped his junior fellow apprentices, the cloak behind his silver robe fluttered, and he rose up, leaping dozens of feet into the air. When he reached the limit, his flying sword flew over with a whoosh, and landed at the right time.

He put his foot down.

Old strength is exhausted, and new strength is born.

Sikong Lie stepped on the flying sword and hovered in the air for a few breaths, as if flying through the void.

This little time was enough for him to see the situation ahead clearly.

After a few breaths, Sikong Lie spiraled down from the sky, his cloak flying in the air. Against the backdrop of the bright moon, he looked like an eagle flying under the moon.

He fell in front of his junior brothers and sisters with impatient expressions on their faces, and said solemnly:

"The junior brothers and sisters in front of us on Cuiweifeng are being surrounded by corpse demons."

He paused and then said: "The situation is not good."

Erwu was eager to give it a try: "Cuiweifeng's trash, no wonder they are at the bottom every year in the sect competition. Even such a weak corpse demon can't take care of them."

Yue Wushuang took it seriously and curled her lips and said: "You are so weak. Even if I want to try the Yuehua Sword that Mother has said so well, I have no chance."

Her sisters stood beside her with their heads raised proudly and a look of approval on their faces.

Chen Yang almost laughed when he heard this.

They feel too good about themselves.

He was really watching from the side. If it weren't for the flying eagles under the moon, using their fancy fists and embroidered legs, they might not be the opponents of those zombie demons.

Can they really not see it?

"Elder brother, let's go and save people."

Wu Yiming said excitedly: "After I kill those corpse demons, I will laugh at those trash in Cuiweifeng."

Sikong Lie didn't move, he hesitated and said: "You guys wait for me here, I'll help them out and then go back..."

"How boring it is to wait here."

Yue Wuhen pouted, and without waiting for Sikong Lie's consent, he flew towards the northeast with his sword: "There are just some corpse demons on the left and right, so senior brother should be careful with one sword."

The other three people were equally disapproving and had no intention of consulting Sikong Lie anymore, so they followed closely behind.

"But......"

Sikong Lie raised his hand, finally shook his head, and followed.
Chapter completed!