Chasing and killing Ye Chu three times, the corpse chasing faction let him escape because he was afraid of the ancient corpse poison, this time the strange poison has been used on Wu Heng's body, and Lu Tongshan does not need to be afraid, and he rushes up to kill with his strengths.

"Boom"

At the foot of Lutong Mountain, the lid of the black coffin was turned over, and the monstrous aura immediately rushed out, and another corpse king woke up at the scene.

The ancient corpse was muddy and yellow, skinny, and the few remaining hairs of the Heavenly Spirit Gai were fluttering like withered grass, but its eyes were extremely sharp and terrifying, a pair of yin and yang eyes, one yin and one yang, and the eyes reflected a bright moon and a round of sun.

The ancient corpse controlled by Ye Chu is also extraordinary, the same body is muddy and yellow, skinny, and the eyes reveal the sluggish luster of twilight and almost dying, the only difference is that there are wings behind this ancient corpse, when the wings are unfolded, it is also the moment when its fierce and brutal side is revealed in front of people, and Wu Heng's thirty-six fists of Qiankun are cut into powder by its unfolded wings.

"Brush!"

The corpse king and the corpse king collided together in an instant, all controlled by the master, and they were not afraid of death at all. The bright moon and the sun in the eyes of the ancient corpse with yin and yang eyes quickly turned, shooting out red and white light from it, and the winged ancient corpse quickly dodged and glided with the power of flight.

In the blink of an eye, the Winged Corpse King used sixty-seven rotational methods to avoid the light of the Yin and Yang Eyes.

That kind of light, one yin and one yang, all contain extreme power, once touched, the monsters of the half-sealed god realm will be injured internally, so Ye Chu didn't dare to despise it, and put all his energy on controlling the ancient corpse, focusing on the sweat on his face, every time he dodged the flash shot of the yin and yang eyes, his heart felt extremely thrilling.

"It's good that my Winged Corpse King is agile, otherwise he would have died at the hands of Yin Yang Eye. Ye Chu sighed and fell backwards again and again.

The corpse kings of both sides were refined from the 100,000 cemeteries, which is considered to be equal, but Lu Tongshan itself is cultivated in the Tongtian Second Realm, which can stabilize Ye Chu and control the ancient corpses, and in addition to controlling the ancient corpses, he can also divide his mind to use his real body to attack.

"Smack!"

He slapped a big void mudra in his hand, and fanned away with the hunting hero.

"Corpse Sect criminals, don't die soon!" Lu Tongshan roared all the way, and the void that was fanned with every palm cracked, very loudly.

The wind brought by the power of the palm was enough to choke, and some dragon cultivators were a little unsteady.

Ye Chu evolved the defensive holy technique in his hand, blocking Lu Tongshan's continuous throbbing of the seventeen palms, his arms were shaken by the palm power mixed with the wind, his whole body was disordered, and his face was even worse, from white to green, it was difficult to see the extreme.

"Haha, the corpse chasing faction, weren't you arrogant before, did you threaten to destroy my corpse chasing faction?" Lu Tongshan saw Ye Chu's half-dead face, and immediately laughed coldly, bursting with dazzling black light all over his body, and grabbed a poisonous dragon spear with his right hand in the void, and he grabbed a poisonous dragon spear, and the spear was continuously danced, and every time the poisonous dragon spear was waved, it was all stained with a layer of gray evil qi, which was very weird.

"I didn't expect that the three holy soldiers of the Corpse Chasing Sect were also borrowed by you?" Ye Chu saw the weapon in Lu Tongshan's hand, his eyelids immediately jumped, and his voice became very gloomy.

"There is no way, what you have done has caused the anger of the whole faction, and the three leading elders who have been assigned to chase and kill each have a holy soldier, and they are bound to kill you!" Lu Tongshan shouted, his hand poisoned dragon spear was as flexible as a swimming dragon, and his moves were very vicious and vicious, and he grabbed people's vital points.

"Hehe, the three holy soldiers were all invited out just to kill me, Ye Chu is really honored!" Ye Chu's face was blue and he laughed wildly, and with a hard stomp under his feet, the lid of the black coffin below flew up with the sound, becoming a shield to block the poisonous dragon spear from assassinating one after another.

Tongtianshan said disapprerovingly: "Ebony is the best material for making ancient coffins, there is no one, it is very suitable for storing ancient corpses, but its defense power is weak and pitiful!"

"Poof"

Before the words fell, Ye Chu leaned on the black coffin lid and let out a tearing hoarse sound, and the poisonous dragon spear stabbed heavily on the coffin surface, but the scene where the coffin board was easily broken through did not appear, but withstood the blow steadily.

Ye Chu smiled coldly and said proudly: "The defense power of ebony is indeed very weak, but you still don't know that it can imprint the divine pattern, right? I went to ask the master to imprint a defensive divine array in the black coffin, which can be used as a defensive holy soldier!"

"Even if it is imprinted with the Divine Pattern, how can I block the poisonous dragon spear in my hand!"

Lu Tongshan was ruthless, the spear in his hand turned, relying on the inertia to spin quickly, and the head of the spear that squeaked against the black coffin immediately drilled out countless wood chips.

Ye Chu's face became more and more pale, and he poured all the power of the essence into his hand and entered it into the coffin board to try to strengthen his defense, but it still failed, the poisonous dragon spear is also known as the poisonous dragon drill, and Jin Jian's defensive divine soldiers can't resist it for a long time.

"Evil beast, have you tasted my poisonous dragon lance?

"Hmph, the villain has a will. Ye Chu drank coldly, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, and he said to himself: "There is Wu Heng's injury in front of him who has recovered quickly, and there is the poisonous dragon drill that leads to the mountain in the back, it seems that he can only retreat first today." ”

Immediately, he harnessed the black coffin and quickly retreated, controlling the Winged Corpse King to block Lu Tongshan and the Yin Yang Corpse King.

Seeing that the Winged Corpse King ignored the fierce shot of the Yin and Yang Eyes, and came to block himself from pursuing Ye Chu, Lu Tongshan immediately twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered: "It's really worth the blood, if you escape, that Winged Corpse King will definitely be beaten into slag by Elder Ben!"

"Break it, break it, anyway, it's all found from the 100,000 cemeteries of your corpse chasing faction, and when it's broken, just look for it somewhere, hehe, I just don't know if your corpse chasing faction will be heartbroken and bloody." Ye Chu endured the pain and said calmly.

"You...... You evil beast!" Hearing this, Lu Tongshan was furious, only one corpse king emerges from the 100,000 cemetery every 100 years, although there are still corpse kings who have not been awakened, but if Ye Chu takes one corpse, there will be one less, and killing this winged corpse king is equivalent to wasting a hundred years of time in the 100,000 cemetery.

"Hahahaha, goodbye!" Ye Chu quickly retreated, leaving everyone with an arrogant back, except for Wu Heng who watched with his divine eyes, no one knew the scene when he left the scene five miles away, five miles away, Ye Chu coughed up blood in the black coffin, his hair was scattered, and his face was hideous and his forehead burst out with green roots, looking like he was in a demon.

"Bear my Qiankun Divine Fist first, and then bear the Seventeen Palms of the Wild Dragon of Lutong Mountain, it seems that Ye Chu's injury this time is not light. Wu Heng used his divine eyes to see it at a glance, but it was a pity that he still had two great enemies in front of him, otherwise he would have chased after him and beheaded the person who had endless troubles.

Ye Chu left, and the matter of killing Wuheng became even more tricky...... Xiao Yueming's face was solemn, and he was recuperating from his injuries thousands of kilometers away from Wuheng, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"So many seniors present didn't make a move, is it sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, or is there another reason?" Nameless was also skeptical, not wanting to continue to fight hard with Wu Heng.

After taking the Ring Soul Pill for a short while, Wu Heng stood up again, stood in the void, and laughed: "Xiao Yueming, nameless, did the two of you dare not continue to fight because you are missing Ye Chu?"

"Joke, without Ye Chu's waste, I will still destroy you!" Xiao Yueming is also an arrogant lord, how can he tolerate such clamor in the face of such clamor in the face of the hatred of "snatching love with a horizontal knife"?

He forcibly opened the twin Dao souls, and did not hesitate to start a war with the method of burning years, supplemented by the Dao Soul of the Wind and the Bright Moon Dao Soul, and based on the magic of the law of the temple, he slashed down with one palm, and opened up a new world again, and the surroundings were immediately covered with a layer of chaotic fog, and he couldn't see the east, west, north and south clearly, his expression was cold, and after surrounding Wu Heng in the chaotic world, he also flew in alone, and was bound to use the fog to destroy Wu Heng.

However, Wu Heng's divine eyes were on his body, and the chaos mist couldn't stop him, a big golden hand grabbed it, firmly choking Xiao Yueming's throat, and the move was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and he was really caught off guard.

"Click!"

As soon as he exerted his strength, there was a crunching sound of the bones in his neck being crushed.

"Doom...... You, how did you see me?" Xiao Yueming was extremely surprised, his voice was very subtle, and he was choked by Wu Heng's powerful hand like iron tongs.

Wu Heng didn't say anything at all, with the strength of his arm in his hand, Xiao Yueming's neck was even more urgent, and it had begun to be a little twisted and deformed, I have to say that Xiao Yueming's skin was very white, he was a handsome and talented man, his neck was thin and tender, and as soon as Wu Heng grabbed it, there were already five bloody finger marks.

The bloodstained finger prints were deeply seared on his neck, making them look bloody and brutal.

"Get up!" Wu Heng drank, and slowly raised his right hand upward, letting Xiao Yueming's feet hang in the air.

"You can't kill me, now that the Xuanyuan family is besieged by the seven alien races, if you kill me, the temple will inevitably set the Xuanyuan family's backyard on fire!" Xiao Yueming threatened fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, Wu Heng was not only afraid, but his eyes became more ruthless, and he laughed angrily: "Hahahaha, what if I kill you? What about the fire in the backyard of Xuanyuan's house? When has Lao Tzu ever been afraid of other people's threats?"

"Poof"

Immediately, Wu Heng stretched out a finger with his left hand and pointed at the center of Xiao Yueming's forehead and eyebrows, and his left hand poured into it with the purple heavenly fire in the Flame Heavenly Book, allowing the purple heavenly fire to burn into his skull.

Once the flames enter the human brain, who can bear it?

"Boom!"

But at the moment when Wu Heng poured the purple heavenly fire with his left finger and entered Xiao Yueming, the heavy sound of the bell "bell" sounded, like the ancient heavens singing an ode, the sound of the avenue echoing endlessly, there was a piece of monks and Bodhisattvas constantly chanting scriptures, and the simple words were deeply reflected in my mind.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Wu Heng roared in pain, and was shocked back by the bell ringing in Xiao Yueming's mind, and at that moment, there were thousands of voices in his mind that were biting and about to pierce his head.

"What kind of bell is it that rings so terrifyingly?" Wu Heng's heart turned over the river and the sea, feeling that his life was passing rapidly, and his black hair gradually turned white, which was a sign of imminent birth, old age, sickness and death.

Seeing this strange scene, Xiao Yueming was also confused, and then a terrible thought flashed in his mind, and his face was as white as snow and frost: "Yes, is it Donghuang Zhong?"

"Shock, I must be shocked, even if the Eastern Emperor Bell is to be born, Wu Heng must die first!" Xiao Yueming forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and slapped Wu Heng in the chest with his backhand.

"Boom!"

That palm was not Xiao Yueming's force at all, a palm slapped on Wu Heng's chest, and it sounded a bell, a long and eternal avenue chorus!

"The power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, no one can imagine, Wu Heng, you will definitely die!" Xiao Yueming gritted his teeth and said angrily, his eyes staring at Wu Heng who was knocked to the ground.

"Ah......" Wu Heng rolled in pain, and the bells in his mind kept ringing, gradually eating away at his life force.

He would never question Xiao Yueming's words at this moment, the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, no one can imagine!

"Immortal Golden Body!"

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