The silver moon composed of countless sword qi directly enveloped Han Tianhu's body. The sharp sword qi directly disrupted Han Tianhu's body, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
When the breath of life dissipated, not even a complete corpse was left. A gray elixir in the body floated in the void. After only emitting a brief halo, it was torn and cut by the sword energy, leaving it dim and dull. The light turned into little auras and disappeared in the air.
After it was confirmed that Han Tianhu was dead and had no life breath, Zhao Jiuge, who was holding the natal flying sword in his hand and exuding bright glazed golden light, and his body was shrouded in the shadow of the Laughing Buddha, breathed a sigh of relief.
Although time has passed not long ago, the fierce battle with Han Tianhu was not easy. He consumed nearly half of his own spiritual power. This means that his cultivation has now reached the late stage of the spiritual elixir realm, and he has an eighth-grade spiritual elixir. Ordinary people might not be able to deal with Han Tianhu, who is extremely skilled in corpse aura. Fortunately, his cultivation level is worse than that of Zhao Jiuge, and he is not rich in combat experience. He has less experience, so Zhao Jiuge can take advantage of it. If Han Tianhuzi If he could hold on for a while, he might not be able to kill him. Zhao Jiuge would not be merciful towards such evil people.
The surrounding situation was chaotic, mixed with blood, and broken arms and legs could be seen everywhere on the dirt floor of the valley. Those Fengling disciples were okay, but when faced with the spirit corpses whose bodies were as hard as iron, these monks complained endlessly, often almost It takes a spiritual attack to cause damage to these spirit zombies, and more often die miserably at the hands of spirit zombies.
Even the disciples of Fengling Villa are red-blooded. At this time, no matter whether you are a spirit corpse or a monk, you will kill as long as there are people around. The blue sword robe of each Fengling Villa disciple is already covered with blood donations and green... The blood of spirit corpses.
This green spirit corpse blood is nothing to the Fengling Villa disciples who have practiced corpse cultivation techniques. Although the blood contains corpse poison, their physical bodies are basically immune, but those monks are in dire straits. , these green bloodstains often splash around, contaminating one's clothes, corroding the body, and then triggering a burst of screams, which is a sign of being poisoned by corpse poison.
Holding 'Han Ming', Zhao Jiuge looked around at the surrounding scene with complicated eyes. He wanted to save people, but he didn't know where to start.
Six golden-patterned dragons majestically hit six spirit corpses in the spiritual realm. Two of the weaker spirit corpses were directly bombarded into minced meat, with green blood splattering everywhere.
In addition, there was a male corpse whose lower body was blown away, leaving only the upper body on the ground. Even though it lost its legs, a pair of arms were still waving subconsciously. As for the other two spirit corpses that had been conceived and raised in the corpse raising place, , with deep strength, even if he was hit by the Sanwu in the late Nascent Soul realm, nothing big happened. He was just blown away and did not pose any threat to Zhao Jiuge for the time being.
The corner of San Wu's mouth twitched. If he hadn't saved Zhao Jiuge and prevented Zhao Jiuge from forcibly withstanding the blow of the six spirit corpses, he would not have released the six golden-patterned dragons. Now it will take several months to nourish the six golden-patterned dragons with spiritual power in his body, and he will no longer be able to use this ultimate move for the time being.
What these spirit corpses are least afraid of are these spiritual attacks. After all, people have died and been refined into spirit corpses, so there is no consciousness at all. The most important thing is that after refining and gestation in the extremely Yin land, these spirit corpses The physical body is stronger. The best way is to use special restraint methods to deal with it, which is easy and effortless, and will not make yourself confused.
After Sanwu killed or repelled the six spirit corpses, he clasped his hands together and shouted "Namo Amitabha" in his mouth. Then he came to Zhao Jiuge and stood side by side, with the yellow monk's robe slightly rolled.
"Jiu Ge, use your dharma body to attack these spirit corpses. Let's go together. I'm afraid that if time drags on, all the monks who came to attend the birthday banquet will die. After we deal with these spirit corpses, we will deal with the Master Han together. Now it seems that it is not a big problem for Pei Susu to hold back Master Han."
Sanwu looked serious, looking at the monks who were dying tragically with some sadness and anxiety in his eyes.
"Okay. I'll cut that old guy into pieces later. He's so disgusting."
After Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, he rushed towards the chaotic mass. His own spiritual power had been consumed a lot before, and his body continued to maintain the Sanskrit Holy Body and Dharma Body. His spiritual power was continuously consumed, but At this moment, he couldn't care less about reservations.
With the rapid movement of the body, the Moon Dance Galaxy released earlier was also about to move. Silver Moon was not there, but the galaxy composed of sword energy was still in the sky!
"boom!"
Zhao Jiu Singer held the 'Han Ming', pointed the blade of the sword slantingly, and ran quickly, his own golden light flashing, the phantom of the Laughing Buddha also moved with his body, and the dense galaxy sword energy also fell directly into the anxious body. In the crowd of contestants.
Sanwu did not use the golden pattern dragon this time. Even if he wanted to use it, he would not be able to use it after releasing it just now. After a few months of nourishment, the golden pattern dragon would not be condensed again.
Sanwu straightened his body, clasped his hands together, maintained this movement, and walked directly towards the tight crowd, preparing to shuttle through and kill the spirit corpses. The phantom of the Laughing Buddha on his body swayed slightly as Sanwu's body moved rapidly. But just when Sanwu was about to come into contact with the crowd, the posture of his hands together suddenly changed, and he let go of his right hand and moved from bottom to top. Tuo, and then rolled up a piece of golden spiritual power, like a torrent falling from the sky towards these spirit corpses. The golden spiritual power exuded a soft and peaceful atmosphere. This seemingly ordinary spiritual power was the biggest killer move to restrain these evil creatures.
Although Yu Luo Yumeng wielded the silver flying sword to fend off the spirit corpses and disciples of Fengling Villa from time to time, she never left the side of her master Yu Ci.
The space around the three masters and disciples was like a vacuum zone, and soon no spirit corpses or disciples from Fengling Villa came forward.
Listening to the screams and the roar of spiritual light all around, and then seeing the tragic scene in front of them, the two children were still young after all, and they couldn't bear it. Especially Yu Meng, after seeing the monks biting the spiritual corpse crazily. After he collapsed and his whole body was filled with green blisters, his fair little face felt sympathetic.
"Master, why don't you take action to save them? I believe that once you take action, let alone these spirit corpses and the disciples of Fengling Villa who practice vicious techniques, not even Master Han will be your opponent."
Yu Meng, dressed in red, was particularly awakened. She shook Master Yu Ci's arm and begged in a coquettish tone.
The white-haired old man Yu Ci looked gloomy and looked at the surrounding situation with some confusion. He wanted to take action in his heart to save these innocent monks from dying.
But he came with a purpose. The biggest threat here is not the corpse cultivators on the surface, but an old guy hiding under the cave who is recovering from his injuries. Once he takes action, he alarms the old guy and lets him escape. If so, it won't be easy to catch him again. By then, I'm afraid more people will die tragically.
"Just waiting."
Yu Ci said calmly, without much explanation, and the sentimentality for a moment soon returned to calm. After practicing to his level, his heart is clear, he naturally knows what he wants, and he also has his own persistence. In just a few words, he thought It would be too easy to change his mind.
Hearing the master's words, Yu Meng did not dare to beg aloud, but the sword energy in his hand towards the spirit corpses became more fierce.
"Look at those two boys, they will solve these problems."
As if sensing the girl's slight emotions, Yu Ci couldn't bear it. After a moment of silence, he gestured his chin towards the southwest and said lightly.
At this time, it was when Zhao Jiuge and Sanwu broke out. The golden light around their figures was as dazzling as the scorching sun. The black brocade robes and yellow monk robes that fluttered in the wind were unparalleled!
The sword energy galaxies that filled the sky fell directly into the crowd, most of them fell on the Fengling Villa disciples, and only a few bombarded the spirit corpses.
As soon as those sharp sword energy fell on the disciples of Fengling Villa, they immediately turned into flesh and blood foam, and their bodies were torn apart by the sword energy*. After all, Zhao Jiuge's cultivation is now matched with the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and his offensive is comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul realm attacks. Although the disciples of Fengling Villa are corpse cultivators, they are only at the Foundation Establishment realm after all.
When the Galaxy Sword Qi fell on these spirit corpses, the result was completely different. The dry and stiff spirit corpses were only bounced away by this arrogant sword Qi. Although there were some sword marks on the surface of the body, they did not suffer much damage. Injured, after being bounced back a few steps, his body only stagnated for a moment and continued to bite the surrounding monks.
Zhao Jiuge's current sword energy field continues to grow with the passage of time, and his control of the sword energy has reached a certain level, but he has not been able to fully understand the fourth level of sword art.
On the other side, Sanwu rushed into the crowd with his body in an extremely arrogant manner. His steps were vigorous and fast, and his body was like a fish swimming through the crowd.
Wherever he passed, whether he saw those spirit corpses or the disciples of Fengling Villa, Sanwu directly used the Holy Palm of Sanskrit to roll up golden light and hit it violently. However, I don’t know whether it was because Sanwu had a compassionate heart or the strength of his attack was different. The effect of those golden lights falling on the spiritual corpse and the disciples of Fengling Villa are completely different.
The golden aura with Buddhist skills was photographed on those spirit corpses, and those spirit corpses immediately emitted a burst of black smoke. The black smoke was thick and had a cold force. Despite this, the spirit corpses that were photographed fell down. The ground didn't move, and then his whole body seemed to be rotten.
When these golden lights hit the disciples of Fengling Villa, they all flew backwards, vomiting blood, but they did not die, but they lost their combat effectiveness.
With just this attack from Zhao Jiuge and Sanwu, the previously chaotic scene became a little quieter. The monks who participated in the birthday banquet also breathed a sigh of relief. This attack made many positions that were fighting fiercely crowded. Empty.
Many monks who were gnashing their teeth and fighting were still fighting bloody battles one moment, and the next moment their opponents had disappeared. It took them a long time to figure out what was going on around them.
Peng Bo's eyes were fiery and he looked at the two buddies who were walking with him with admiration. He secretly wondered when he would be so charming, especially Zhao Jiuge's handsome figure holding a flying sword!
As soon as the tense situation eased, many of the monks who had their hands free looked at Zhao Jiuge and Sanwu with hopeful eyes. They seemed to see the hope of survival in these few people.
For a moment, most of the people in the valley were looking at the two figures who were unparalleled in elegance, and their actions continued!