In the main pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion, in a heavily guarded small building, a strong man with strong Qi and blood like a rushing stream sits in the center, guarding the treasures that will be put up for auction in the future, including top-grade treasures, five-year life extension The elixirs of the year include various rare treasures of heaven and earth, good location secrets, and a dark hand bone placed in a jade box.
So many beautiful
This strong man looked to be in his early forties, but he looked a bit aging. He was wearing a scarf, his eyes were closed, and his spirit enveloped Fang Yuan.
There are masters hiding in the four corners of the small building and in every dark place, forming a double defense of light and dark with the forbidden magic flowing with light.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, bringing with it the bitterness of midwinter. The strong man wearing a turban felt something in his heart and opened his eyes.
He subconsciously looked out the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Its silver glow was cold, as cool as autumn water, and it was dreamy and blurry.
At this moment, Leng Yue instantly turned blood red, demonic and ferocious.
The blood moon had just appeared, the mist was filling the air, and the whole small building was quickly enveloped in it, like a fishing boat sinking and floating in a storm.
Woo
The shrill screams sounded, making people's hair stand on end. Even the top expert felt his body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and there were bursts of itching deep in his skin.
Before he could react, another series of shrill screams rang out in his ears, and the guards hiding in the darkness and in the corners stumbled out one after another. A thin layer of red hair grew on the surface of his body, and his eyes were hollow, like a There are ancient corpses.
With a click, the illusory shattering sound came out, and the top expert wearing a turban found that a right hand with an inch of long red hair penetrated the forbidden law and reached into the small building.
The blood moon appears, corpses emerge, the red-haired ancient zombie thousand-year-old zombie king
This top expert is quite old. With rich experience, he understood in just a short moment that he was definitely not a match for the attacking monster. If he tried to be brave, he would be told that he was here tonight and must escape. Can only escape
As soon as the thought came to him, he turned around and flew to the back of the small building, trying to escape from the opposite direction.
With a pop, his body froze in mid-air, his head lowered, and his eyes saw an extra hand on his chest. A hand that is not rotten, has a ruddy complexion, is full of muscles, but has a few inches of long red hair.
Its speed was actually so fast. The top master saw Gu Zhan's hand holding a heart that was still beating vigorously, and felt life spurting out with hot blood, and his soul was soaked by the cold air. My mind gradually became blurry and my vision began to darken.
Tick-tock, blood fell on the floor. The nine-foot-tall red-haired corpse king raised the supreme master in front of him, opened his mouth, and bit into it with four fangs, tearing and devouring it.
This corpse king was dressed in rags. There are red hairs all over the body, surrounded by a faint black mist. There is a putrid stench but no signs of ulceration.
When it crazily gnaws its blood food. In the mid-air outside the small building, a cloud floated over, and on it stood a frail scholar, dressed in men's clothing, with black eyebrows and big eyes, and he was extremely bright. It was just like Jiang Zhiwei.
She held the White Rainbow Sun Sword in her left hand, her eyes filled with emotion. Ad Jianxin reached the sky and calmly watched the changes in the small building.
The corpse king's eyes were green. The corners of its mouth were covered with blood. In just a few breaths, it had eaten a top expert. Behind it was a skinny man wearing a white pointed hat. He looked more like a zombie than the Corpse King. He was holding a The corpse exorcism stick and the soul exorcism bell were looked at the small building, looking for the items ordered by the sect leader.
There he saw the pitch-black hand bones in the jade box, and felt that its light flowed in harmony with his own Dharma.
When the thought of the sect's treasure emerged, he had already picked up the jade box.
Suddenly, a streak of sword light penetrated the top of the small building and slashed straight at the disciple of the Immortality Sect, seemingly also intending to blacken the bones of his hand.
The powerful aura and spirit were perfectly integrated with the sword intent. Before the light of the sword came, the disciple of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect seemed to have fallen into the abyss of ten thousand swords. His body and soul were cut apart inch by inch, and the pain was abnormal. The unspeakable fear made him dumbfounded, and he watched helplessly. This sword light pierced the center of his eyebrows, and the past replayed itself in his mind, as slowly as a leisurely afternoon.
In the nightmare, a fist appeared in his sight. The red-haired fist struck straight at the sword light.
when
The sword light dissipated, and a figure was revealed, flying backwards for a few steps. It was Jiang Zhiwei, who was both bright and heroic. Her right hand shook slightly, the sword trembled slightly, and the sound continued, but the corpse king's fist was undamaged, with only a little white mark. , actually stronger than the best treasure weapon
Hey, the body of the Corpse King that has been refined after death is not much worse than the masters of the same level who practice physical hard skills. The disciples of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect came back to their senses, grabbed the black hand bones again, and at the same time ordered the Corpse King to tear the enemy in front of him into pieces. She almost killed herself just now, no matter how beautiful she is, she cannot forgive her.
The Corpse King moved forward with a speed that seemed to break through the shackles of the sun. He flashed in front of Jiang Zhiwei and punched out again without any fancy.
Jiang Zhiwei was not frightened. She slashed diagonally with her long sword. The sword light was divided into two, then divided into four, and then divided into eight. It turned into hundreds or even thousands of sword lights regardless of strength. Every four or seventy-nine sword lights connected into another The sword formations, layer upon layer, seemed like rivers and lakes were surging, and the clear light was surging, covering the corpse king's punch at once.
When the continuous sound of gold and iron clashed, almost in no particular order, they joined together. The sword light dissipated again, and sword marks several feet deep appeared all around. The small building was cut into pieces by the aftermath, and the jade box Likewise, the black hand bones were left to move with the wind, which failed to allow the disciples of the Immortal Life and Death Sect to achieve their wishes.
Jiang Zhiwei was knocked back again, and her right hand was shaking obviously. It seemed that the aftermath had not gone away, but the Corpse King approached again and punched out.
Dangdangdangdangdang Jiang Zhiwei used Break the Future, used Taishang Wuqing, used the Three Questions of Cutting Path, and used most of the nine killing moves in the Taishang Sword Sutra, but nothing could be done to defeat the Red-haired Corpse King. Everything changed. , all the sword light fell apart with one punch, and the whole person flew backwards for a few steps. Finally, the tiger's mouth of his right hand collapsed and he could no longer hold the sword.
If it weren't for the fact that the corpse king's new intelligence was low and his changes were all based on instinct. He only had the power in front of him but no corresponding realm and the skills to exert his full power. If Jiang Zhiwei hadn't put in a lot of hard work on the left sword and changed hands in time, it would have been impossible to say that it would have been long ago. The sword wounded someone and killed him.
So that I can kill her, kill her. The eyes of the disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect showed scorching heat.
The aftermath of the fight caused the bones in the dark hands to tumble in all directions. He had to protect himself first, but he didn't succeed yet.
at this time. He heard a soft pop, and a sword light pierced the red-haired corpse king's right fist.
Although the sword light retreated at the first touch, the wound was still hideous, revealing the red blood and black tendons inside.
How could she actually pierce the body of the Corpse King? The disciples of the Immortality of Life and Death Sect were shocked and immediately understood. In the previous fight, each of her swords seemed to be knocked back, but in fact they hit the same place. They were superimposed again and again, and finally penetrated.
Even though she was at an extreme disadvantage, she was not at all confused. Create opportunities to turn defeat into victory.
Jiang Zhiwei changed her body skills to bypass the Corpse King and grabbed the black hand bones.
Time has eroded, and water droplets penetrated the stone. These were not the nine killing moves just now. It is the embodiment of one’s own swordsmanship
After the shock, the disciple of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect realized that now is not the time to show off his ambition. The Corpse King may not be able to kill the opponent in a short time, and it seems that he was injured by the opponent. There are many variables. The most important thing at the moment is to take away the dark Hand bones, return to the sect and return to life
He didn't go for the black hand bones. Instead, he stepped back, rang the bell, and let out a sharp scream.
The red-haired corpse king suddenly made a roaring sound. One step backwards, the second one arrived first, and hit Jiang Zhiwei's sword light, knocking her away and smashing the sword light into pieces.
However, it did not give chase. He rushed to the dark hand bone and held it in his palm. Then he jumped out of the collapsed building, grabbed the disciples of the Wuchang Sect, and escaped to the ground.
at this time. Many powerful people in the city have heard the news and rushed over. If it were a step later and the formation was activated, things would not be so easy.
Jiang Zhiwei's hands were shaking uncontrollably, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, but her expression was joyful, and she had a lot of aftertaste of the battle just now.
Looking at the ground, she did not pursue him, but retreated into the darkness and disappeared into Wanbao Pavilion.
On a tall building near Wanbao Pavilion, an elegant scholar with wide robes and long sleeves stood quietly by the railing, with a smile on his lips, leisurely admiring everything that had happened before. He wore a wooden hairpin, and his face was as handsome as a god. He was none other than the magician Han wide
Interesting, interesting. He whispered something, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
Near Longtai in Jiangdong, there are several quiet peaks. It is said that in the late ancient times, the Emperor of Humanity moved here to suppress flooding in this area.
In a certain valley in the mountains, a red-haired zombie emerged from the ground, carrying a skinny disciple and dark hand bones.
Almost missed. This disciple took the pitch-black hand bone and looked at it, feeling as if he had lost it and found it.
If he could get it easily, he might not care so much, but after Jiang Zhiwei messed up the situation, he felt that it was quite difficult to get this thing after going through hardships, so he naturally became less concerned about other things.
He was holding the black hand bones and the red-haired corpse king, walking back and forth in the valley with strange steps, and a strange scene appeared.
Originally, the vegetation here was lush, but as the disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect paced, they suddenly withered, as if a curtain had been lifted, revealing what was underneath.
The grass and trees withered and grew again, grew and withered again. After seven springs and autumns, ancient tombs and wild tombs appeared in front of us. There were no mountains or trees around, only bones.
The blood-yellow water rippled around the ancient tomb, as if it was not in this world. The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect burned a talisman seal to report that they had succeeded.
A strong and cold thought came out and swept around. This disciple knew that this was to prevent someone from following him, so as not to be tricked by an expert.
After repeated inspections, the blood-yellow water wave slowly opened a gap.
Just as this disciple of the Immanence of Life and Death Sect was about to enter, the dark hand bones in his palm suddenly moved and turned into a streak of orange fire, slashing towards the crack.
boom
The sword's light was heavy, and the flames spread quickly, burning with blood-yellow mist, delaying its closure.
Meng Qi appeared, holding a sword-shaped token in his hand.
He turned himself into a hand bone from the underworld, relied on the legendary aura of the real hand bone to hide from the world, and finally found the home of the Wuchang Sect.
It was now that Meng Qi suddenly issued the token.
In the Xijian Pavilion, Su Wuming, who was dressed in dark green clothes, opened his eyes. The long sword popped out from his knees, the sword light was blazing, and his figure was taller than ordinary heights.
He was hanging in the air, and with one strike he struck above the blood sea mist, cutting into pieces the forbidden magic that had not yet had time to be closed.
Legendary characteristics are everywhere, how can they be discovered by inspection and tracking
In a city thousands of miles away, Mr. Lu Da looked up and saw Su Wuming. He smiled slightly, raised his sword, penetrated the void, and walked towards the location Su Wuming told him.
Jiang Zhiwei also smiled as she saw her master standing side by side with Mingyue, and then she flew towards where Meng Qi was.
Sure enough, Han Guang stood on the mountain peak, his figure seemed to be absent.
In the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect, the grandmaster surrounded by the mist of the sea of blood was quite panicked: Sect Master, what should I do
The mad sword and the two dharma bodies descended, and the formation couldn't be closed in a hurry. It was close to being completely broken. The disaster of annihilation of the sect was just around the corner.
The Netherworld Emperor's voice was deep and majestic, revealing a hint of exhaustion and determination:
My Life and Death Impermanence Sect is not so easy to destroy. Let’s see how much price they can bear.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the three bronze coffins without tombstones shook violently. The green lamp on the left one was extinguished, and the lids were opened.
The interior of this coffin was extremely dark, and nothing could be seen. It seemed to be leading to another world. Suddenly, a huge head came out. It had the head of a bull and the mouth of a donkey, and the eyes of antlers and shrimps. It turned out to be a real dragon.
real dragon