Under Shuangfeng, Qin Tian touched and touched, digging and digging, making him feel a little embarrassed. The most terrible thing was that Yi Qianhan actually reacted, and his face turned blushing inexplicably. Qin Tianyuan looked at him. Yima's heart tickled like a cat.
After digging it out for a while, and finally touched a piece of paper, Qin Tian was a little nostalgic, and reluctantly retracted his big hand, still with a faint fragrance in his hand.
Withdrawing his evil thoughts, Qin Tian saw that it was a golden charm to suppress evil.
Right now, he glanced at Yi Qianhan's stunning face, and then sneaked up again.
"I want to take my inner alchemy from the fifth stage of refining Gang, which is too overwhelming."
The corpse king was angry, the dark red light in his hands suddenly flourished, and he directly hit Yang Han's chest with a palm.
Yang Han didn't expect it, he received a palm heavily, his chest was hot, his face was a little pale, the collar of his chest slowly turned black, and when he tore it apart, there was a black palm print on his chest, and the black toxin was spreading continuously.
Corpse poison!
Suddenly, Yang Han's heart was shocked, and he immediately took out a bottle of pill from his arms and took it with his head up.
After the pill was taken, the corpse poison was slowly controlled, but it was not detoxified. If you want to detoxify, you must obtain the inner pill in the body of the corpse king. Poisoned, it's not too much of an eternal poison.
"Go together."
Yang Han yelled, and the other two immediately surrounded him. Nangong Yan hesitated for a moment, and then rushed up.
Lin Yan and the others watched Yang Han and the others crowded up, winked at Fang Kui, and immediately retreated...
"coward."
Yang Han scorned a word, shook his fan, and a powerful qigong was activated inside his body, condensing Qi into a soldier, a white bright sword appeared in his left hand, stepped out, dust splashed, and the thin blood mist around took advantage of the situation. Bounced off, the white robe grinned...
"Condensed into a soldier?!"
The corpse king yelled coldly, the hole in his chest originally inserted by Yang Han| into the half foot deep healed automatically, his eyes locked on Yang Han, and the blood in his whole body suddenly swelled.
The blood on his body was squirming and rolling, and I saw the corpse king shouting, "Blood Demon Battle Armor..."
The tossing blood suddenly condensed, and suddenly a pair of blood-colored armor appeared on the whole body. The armor emitted red light and was extremely hard. There was an extra dark red heart-guard on the chest. Now I want to dig out his inner alchemy, unless It would be possible to kill him, otherwise, it would be impossible.
The Thousand-Year Corpse King was transformed by a drop of blood from the ancient Demon King. Although suppressed for thousands of years, he has also cultivated for thousands of years. This set of Gorefiend armor was refined from the blood magic battle. The high-grade spiritual weapon armor and ordinary weapons are fundamentally created. No harm can be done.
Yang Han's face turned green as soon as the Gorefiend armor came out.
Unexpectedly, he could actually produce a set of spiritual armor, and now he wants to kill him unless he has practiced the method of suppressing evil spirits, or he has another spell of suppressing evil spirits, otherwise he is not his opponent at all.
"Swish..."
The huge sword condensed from qigong in Yang Han's hand was thrown out in an instant, a sword shot out, and he immediately retreated...
Nangong Yan saw that Yang Han's face was wrong, and immediately retreated. Attendant Ah San watched his expression and reacted at the same time. Only the other two reacted a little later, but they lost their lives a little later.
Thousand-year Corpse King's arm resisted the giant sword of condensed gas. The giant sword slashed on his arm, making a buzzing sound of metal impact, and then the giant sword dissipated, leaving only a shallow trace on his armor.
The high-grade spirit weapon armor is too powerful!
Blocking a sword, the Thousand-Year Corpse King was completely angry. With a flash of red light, he instantly grabbed Yang Han's backward companion, smashed his chest with a punch, and splashed blood.
The Thousand-Year Corpse King smelled the fresh blood boiled all over his body, greedily sucking the flying blood, and then stepped out again, the phantom flashed, and instantly drained the blood of the other one.
Two mummies!
"Brother Lin, what should I do?"
On the other side, Chang Feng looked anxious. The Thousand-Year Corpse King was beyond their imagination. Now they don't have the evil charm, and they can't be his opponent at all.
Lin Yan pondered for a moment, and said, "If we find Qianhan, we will withdraw!"
As the captain, the first thing he must guarantee is the lives of the brothers, there is no life, nothing is hopeful.
It was impossible for them to kill the Thousand-Year Corpse King anymore, and now they had to retreat, but the disappearance of Yi Qianhan made Lin Yan very anxious, and immediately bypassed the other side of the Thousand-Year Corpse Dynasty to look for the past.
As long as you find Yi Qianhan, evacuate immediately.
After being suppressed for so many years, none of the brothers left him. Although he wanted to kill the Thousand-Year Corpse King, win the inner alchemy and earn credit, he couldn't do it at the risk of his brother's life.
Fang Kui, Xue Dingshan, and Chang Feng looked in the other three directions...
"Damn, why don't you beat him anymore, you will beat him with tens of thousands of drops of blood!"
Hidden in the dark, Qin Tian despised them fiercely. The corpse king was half-killed and he was afraid of fighting anymore. How could this make him an old siskin
"You don't fight anymore, Lao Tzu."
Looking at the Gorefiend Battle Armor on the Thousand-Year Corpse King, Qin Tian's eyes showed greed. It was a matter of course to kill monsters and explode equipment. Although the Violent King Kong Ape was not a boss last time, he also exploded a magical power. Now this is a veritable BOSS, it's impossible not to explode some good things.
In an instant, the dragon elephant Taixu Jing was transported, the dragon elephant's supernatural power blessed violently, and the crystal nucleus revolved.
Qin Tian used almost all his strength, his vigor was rampant, his qigong skyrocketed, and his powerful aura suddenly emerged. The dragon elephant's power that suppressed all evil forces immediately attracted the Thousand-Year Corpse King, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but In an instant, the panic disappeared.
"Gathering the fourth-order, shaped like an ant, you dare to violate my magic power?"
The Thousand-Year Corpse King turned around, locked Qin Tian with his eyes, and gathered bleeding beads in his hands. The blood beads continued to roll, accumulating more and more, and finally formed a blood-colored spear. The stainless steel spear condensed from blood is extremely sharp. , Invincible.
Qin Tian sneered, and suddenly jumped out...
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
Above the nine heavens, the dragon yin rages, and the earth is full of vigorous sounds. The dragon elephant divine power that suppresses all evil forces is devouring all evil forces!
The powerful dragon elephant power, the unparalleled chaotic power, and the crystal core in the dantian constantly replenish the qigong value. At this time, Qin Tian is like a god descending to the world, killing the god, and his power is beyond imagination.
The look of the Thousand-Year Corpse King changed drastically, and he was extremely uncomfortable under the suppression of the Dragon Elephant God's might. The blood inside his body rolled, and he yelled from the sky. The blood-colored spear turned thousands of spear shadows and directly pierced Qin Tian.
"Rumble..."
The heavens and the earth exploded with a general sound, and there was chaos all around, and it was very tragic.
Qin Tian was suffering from severe pain under his chest, only to find out that the Thousand-year Corpse King was really too powerful. If it were not for the blessing of the dragon elephant's supernatural power, his body would have been shattered long ago.
The Thousand-Year Corpse King was also uncomfortable, the blood demon armor peeled off one by one, and the breastplate on his chest was shaken and cracked.
Rage, wildness, brutality, and powerful violence are all released!
However, Qin Tian gave a faint smile, and the smile was full of complacency.
Suddenly, Qin Tian gave a deep voice, "Blast!"