A stern cold wind blew in this bloody land, and there were many martial artists from the Nine Emperor Gods Peak, all of them died in battle, not even the complete bones were left.
One of the most disturbing is that Yang Mingxuan's stalwart body collapsed, and no one could approach him. The atmosphere of the entire battlefield was very strange.
Yin Liufeng had already sealed the human emperor bell in dust, but at this moment he had no choice but to be forced to take it out. The powerful power of human emperor bell suppressed the body of the corpse clan, swept a piece, crushed countless corpse clan, Gu Yunzhen** For a hundred miles, Zhong Ying's reflection shines everywhere.
Yang Mingxuan, who was lying on the ground, barely replenished his strength, began to brew, and wanted to get up from the ground again.
"Boom!"
A huge sole of foot fell from the sky like a shadow, hitting his chest heavily!
Suddenly, another mouthful of blood spattered, his ribs broke, his internal organs were all blocked by blood, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
The bleak cold wind made his long hair scattered and flying, half human and half ghost, blood was flowing out of his eyes.
And the Tier 10 corpse clan who stepped on his chest was embarrassing and trampled wanton.
Yin Liufeng was thousands of steps away from him, using the imperial clock, and he was about to be suppressed.
But at this moment, the only strongest corpse emperor who was transformed by the great sage slammed into the human emperor clock with his flesh and blood body, and a layer of claws condensed from corpse energy locked the man. The imperial bell was actually able to suppress the imperial bell of human beings. There seemed to be a special evil light emerging from his body, which did not belong to his own energy.
Yin Liufeng felt the imprint of his will, isolated, and the emperor's bell was out of control.
At this moment, he wanted to rush over immediately and let Yang Mingxuan escape from the sea of suffering.
In an instant, the body of more than a dozen corpses stopped him and threw his fist violently. He resisted with the dragon-eaten purple seal, and he was unable to protect himself. In an instant, his heart was full of anger.
"Stop him! This lunatic!"
Jiang Mang opened the way with Qing Xuan, pressing hard every step, chasing the footsteps of the strongest corpse emperor, his brows wringed shockingly.
Jiang Mang had a hunch that this time, the corpse clan suddenly became so violent that something would happen.
"Haha..." A sneer, creepy, the corpse emperor’s black hole-like eyes, staring at the self-conscious Yin Liufeng, and glanced at the dying Yang Mingxuan, and made a voice from hell: "Two emperors, don’t Struggle, if you die, the evil race in the future will lose two major obstacles, or transform the martial arts into evil, and you can still save your life.
I know that you are not willing, so destroy it completely! My task is to razing the Nine Emperor Gods to the ground! "
"You dream-"
"laugh-"
A sword shuttled from the sky, nailing the body of the head of the corpse emperor.
A trace of cracks also appeared in his corpse qi claws.
The imperial bell is about to break away from the shackles and reappear divine might.
But at this moment, the sky instantly dropped an evil lamp, called the Netherworld Xieyan Lamp, a perfect magic weapon, and the evil fire spread hundreds of meters. This lamp hit the forehead of the corpse emperor and became his energy.
This sword was wrapped in evil fire, hot and uncontrollable. Li Changsheng, who came with the sword, only felt that his whole body was invaded by evil, and his consciousness became blurred. He tried his best to condense his will, but he could not use the sword. Pull out the body of the emperor.
And in all directions, the other four corpse emperors and the sea of corpse mountains and blood all over the sky were also in full swing, indistinguishable and incomprehensible, and there was no room for anything else.
"Ok?"
The corpse emperor turned into a flame giant, turned his head, stared at Li Changsheng behind him with a cold stare, waved his palm, and Li Changsheng flew out forever, without a trace, the sword was stuck in front of the corpse emperor’s chest, and he could not bring go.
The situation has become extremely urgent.
"Human Huangzhong, good thing, but unfortunately you can't use his full power, it's useless to keep it."
The corpse emperor's black lips evoked a smirk, and if an abyss gushed out of his body, it instantly covered the human emperor clock, the shadow of the clock was scattered, and the purple gas was suppressed by the evil gas.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Mingxuan was kicked away again. How could his already weak body be able to bear it? He immediately fainted and lost consciousness, only to fall into the ruins, dying.
As for Yin Liufeng, he calmly waved his hand to suppress the corpse clan, most of the corpse clan were not their opponents.
But he knows that he won't be able to hold on for long. If this goes on, not to mention the end of the Nine Emperor Gods Summit, at least the people under the domain master will not escape, including him.
His best friend, Yang Mingxuan, was originally a strong hero, but like him, his death was so useless and unworthy.
Is it really impossible to turn things around
At this moment, outside the void enchantment, a black sword cut through the clouds, flying immortals outside the sky!
"Hahaha... everybody, I've been waiting for a long time..."
It was a sword repairer, a mighty demon. The spirit of killing was his sign, and his heart and soul was his heart and soul.
His speed was faster than that of electric light, and he quickly separated thousands of sword qi stabs in various directions, pierced through his body, and exploded corpses.
The last billions of sword auras merged into a sword shadow that grabbed the stars and embraced the moon, piercing the strongest corpse emperor, as fast as a wind shadow.
"Boom..."
The corpse flowed down, and the flow cut the abyss, the body of the corpse emperor, like debris in the sky, drifted away in the wind...
A sword is like a violent wind, like a shadow, it destroys the tide of thousands of feet, and the fighting will rush to the nine heavens and ten places. The man who can bear the heavy burden will shock the sky and the earth, and the sun, moon and stars will be black with it.
After a sword, nothing but smoke billowed and everything was quiet.
His arrival shocked the people who were fighting hard at Nine Emperor Peaks.
Sure enough, strong midfielders have their own strong mid-hands, half-step true gods, and they are divided into three or six or nine grades.
Li Changsheng tried his best and couldn't deal with these walking corpses. What he couldn't do was easy for those who came.
Hundreds of millions of corpse races were counterattacked, and the fight came to the time when the Jedi was fighting back. The powers of the Nine Emperor Gods peaked regardless of the reason, and their morale was greatly boosted.
Yang Mingxuan was saved, and Yin Liufeng was also saved.
At this time, Yin Liufeng picked up the dying Yang Mingxuan, thinking of many things in his heart.
A few hours later, when the battle was over, corpses were already everywhere, and the Nine Emperor Gods Peak had damaged many people.
One of the most sad, there is a strong domain master who was besieged by thousands of Tier 10 corpses in order to protect the evildoers beside him. His body was swallowed, and even the bones were not left behind. The law of the Holy Body does not work either.
After the war has swept through, there is a devastated, vast land, how can there be a good place
The corpse clan has no obvious weakness, except that their strength can shake them, they are not afraid of wind, fire and thunder, they are tenacious and thoughtless, and can only be controlled by others.
The corpse clan is not afraid of death, so it has become their biggest crisis, almost bringing about the destruction of the Nine Emperor Gods.
Yang Mingxuan was seriously injured this time, and it would take ten or eight years to recover.
Li Changsheng was knocked into the air by a palm, and his body was stained with evil spirits and ghosts. The terrifying effect of this corpse energy can make people fascinated and unable to extricate themselves. At this time, he was missing, Yin Liufeng sent Jiang Mang to lead people around. search for.
In this battle, there are many doubts, the netherworld evil flame lamp that came out of thin air, has never seen such a high-level evil thing, as if it has been forged by thunder, a flame will never go out.
In fact, after the first two corpse clan invasions, all walks of life are already prepared.
The entrance to the Human Sovereign Realm is guarded by the domain master realm with an array method. The Saint-level array method, even if a half-step True God wants to break in, is very difficult.
The people who were converted into the corpse clan were originally iron-clad men and seven-foot men, who didn't hate the invaders.
They will do their best to protect their homeland.
But the tragedy happened again, the reason is unclear, the opponents seem to have disappeared, and it is impossible to find out where they are hiding.
These are not important. The Flying Sword and the Dead Clan from the outside world, the visitors are the guests, and they are able to turn the tide and get them out of the deadlock.
When they watched it carefully, they felt a little fanciful.
The Demon Race that has always been enemies of the Human Race, the strongest half-step true god, his speed is like the Aurora Sword Venerable Ye Chu, in the world, it should be a rare match.
He actually came to help Nine Emperor Gods through the difficulties? It's impossible to think about it.
But at this time, everyone has just gone through a bloody battle, and they are already exhausted. Wherever there is strength to fight again, even if there is, this person kills countless corpse races in one fell swoop, and kills the strongest corpse emperor with a horrible speed, who Can you stop it
They suddenly felt deep despair.
One person, a group of people, neither talking, all the people of the Nine Emperor Gods Peak coldly stared at this powerful demon, shivering in their hearts.
Yin Liufeng closed his eyes, took out the pill, and used secret techniques to do his best to heal Yang Mingxuan.
There are some things that can't be avoided, so it's better to face them calmly.
Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it depends on the will of God.
After a long time, when he settled Yang Mingxuan, he began to look at this person seriously. He was eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and broad body, giving people a feeling of self-prestige and imperial appearance.
The coldness on his body spreads, making people feel cold, wearing a mysterious iron mask, not showing his face, neatly dressed, simple and simple, with a kind of nobleness.
They can all conclude that this person must be extraordinary, and the strength of the half-step true god alone makes them feel unable to breathe.
"Friend or foe?"
For a long time, Jiang Mang stared at him, plucked up courage, resolutely raised his head and chest, his eyes were torch, and he was straightforward.
"It's the enemy. You are dead long ago. If you talk about friends, you can't talk about it. I'm doing something to prove the sincerity of the Demon Race and the Human Race to form an alliance."
Duanlang's tone is indifferent, yet he does not lose his demeanor, and his eyes are so clear.
The advantages of the demons, what they want to do, will definitely say, even if the blood of the spirit world will flow in the next moment, if they are asked about it, they will definitely not hide it.
This is a group of lawless lunatics and ruthless people, just for longevity, to dominate the world, regardless of the consequences, and dare to admit, with a clear conscience.
His words also surprised everyone. They were suddenly shocked, their hearts twitching, and they felt that there was something wrong with their ears.
"Form... form an alliance?"
Somehow Jiang Mang was also a great saint who had lived for so many years, and he suppressed the world with a wave of his hand and swept the tens of thousands of races.
The great saints in the spirit world could not find a few of their opponents, and only those half-step true gods who were really regarded as targets by him.
He was not surprised where he should have been, but after hearing these words, he still became a little stuttered, only a dull white light in his eyes...