"! Of course it does! Finally met a more suitable prey! Don't let it go! Jin Yunzhi spoke, his eyes shining brightly.

Including Xin You, the rest of the people also nodded.

In this cemetery of gods and demons, after almost 10 days, it was finally time to start the first battle, Xin You took a deep breath, and his body couldn't help but tense.

"Follow me." After Chen Sheng whispered a word, he changed direction and walked in the left direction.

Even out of caution, when everyone marched in this god and demon cemetery, the speed was very slow, and the distance of more than 100 kilometers was quickly crossed.

When there were still about 20 kilometers away from the half-step sage-level ghost, Chen Sheng said in a low voice: "Fight quickly, try not to make too much noise." ”

"Yes." Everyone nodded.

While continuing to get closer to the target, everyone discussed tactics, and this time, it was no longer Xin You who took the lead, but Jin Yunzhi, who volunteered.

When there are still 10 km left from the target.

"Within a radius of 20 kilometers, there is no spatial dislocation, your Excellency can rest assured and boldly go up, the old man is here to wish the four flags a victory." Chen Sheng stared at his eyes that showed strange three pupils, like a detector, and scanned the area in front of him for a few seconds before speaking.

As soon as his words fell, brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Xin You and the other four turned into streamers and disappeared in front of him.

10 km away.

A handsome-faced, young man in a dark robe was sitting on an open-air sedan chair with his eyes closed, the sedan chair was reddish-brown, looking a little infiltrating, and the sedan chair was carried for him by four white bones wearing tattered clothes and tattered hats.

Four white bones carried the sedan chair forward slowly, and behind the sedan chair, there were more than a dozen white bones wearing tattered clothes and holding weapons.

Behind is the wilderness, and in front is the desolate mountains.

At this moment, the handsome young man who was sitting on the sedan chair with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and one of his eyes was blood-red, so red that it seeped through.

The young man tilted his head suddenly.

Laugh at! A short black sword pierced the air and grazed his head, causing ripples in the air to be visible to the naked eye!

The young man leaned back again, and a cyan flying sword flew past his nose.

The young man rolled his body, and his body moved sideways for dozens of meters, avoiding another surprise attack of the black short sword, and floating in midair.

The young man's face was annoyed, and his mouth spat out a series of strange syllables at an extremely fast speed.

No one could understand the strange syllables he uttered.

Xin You, who was holding the Black Crystal Sword and was quickly approaching the battlefield, naturally understood through his voice ability.

"Damn humans! Dare to sneak attack the deity! ”

At the same time as he shouted these words, a dark blue long sword appeared in the young man's hand, which he held with both hands and slashed forward.

Boom! A ball of fire burst out, and Zhao Shan's Qingfeng Flying Sword was temporarily forced back.

At this time, Xin You had already carried the Black Crystal Sword and approached the battlefield.

He didn't rush to the young man for the first time, but swung the black crystal sword in his hand towards the dozen or so white skeletons.

The length of the Black Crystal Sword skyrocketed dozens of times at once, and with just one sword, it cut the dozen or so white bones into two pieces.

The white bones that had been cut into two pieces were shattered into clumps of gray-white powder by the power of the True Yuan contained in the Black Crystal Sword.

The strength of the young man has obviously reached the half-step sage level, and these white bone skeletons who can carry the sedan chair for him are very weak, only barely reaching the human male level.

Xin You couldn't be too easy to kill these white bone skeletons.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man behaved very resolutely, and immediately his body floated like a leaf in the wind, towards the high mountain in front of him.

At the same time, he opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs, ready to speak out as a warning to his surroundings.

It's just that he had just opened his mouth, and before he could speak, countless black lines appeared out of thin air from all directions of him, shooting towards him.

These black lines are essentially a curse and imprison power, and its speed is dozens of times faster than that of the Qingfeng Flying Sword, and the young man has no way to avoid it, and he is directly tied into a dumpling by these black lines.

Jin Yunzhi, who was holding a black short sword, pounced on the young man.

The blue blade flew straight at the young man.

Xin You held the black crystal sword dozens of meters long, and also rushed towards the young man.

After 1 second, the battle is over.

The black line dissipated into the air, and the miserable corpse of the young man appeared in front of Xin You.

This is a rotting corpse, exuding a foul smell, how can it still look half handsome?

This is what the youth really looks like, it is a corpse.

The so-called corpse evil is an evil thing produced by the corpse being nourished by evil qi under a specific environment.

In the cemetery of gods and demons, because of the war between gods and demons countless years ago, the most important thing is corpses, from the corpses of gods and demons and saints to the corpses of sages and kings, you can see them everywhere, so the number of corpses here is particularly large.

Some of these corpses are muddy, like walking corpses, and some of them have cultivated their own consciousness, and their wisdom is not weaker than that of human beings.

"This guy's bones are really hard, my Demon Piercing Short Sword, which is also a 7-star innate spirit treasure, can only barely pierce its skull!" Jin Yunzhi pulled out his short sword from the corpse's eye socket and sighed.

"This corpse should have been raised from the corpse of a sage who refined the body, and its bone strength was comparable to that of a low-star innate spirit treasure." Chen Sheng, who rushed over, spoke after leaning down and looking at the rotten corpse on the ground.

"This innate spirit treasure level long sword, the star level is not low, who should it be assigned to?" Jin Yunzhi pointed to the dark blue long sword held in the corpse's hand, and a trace of longing flashed in his eyes.

"In this battle, if it weren't for Shangguan's Heavenly Rank Imprisonment Technique, we might not be able to kill this corpse, I think the spoils of war this time should be distributed to Shangguan, what do you think?" Zhao Shan said with a smile.

"Distribute it to Shangguan, I don't have any opinion." Jin Yunzhi said.

"I'm okay with that." Xin You also opened his mouth.

When he opened his mouth to say this, Xin You's eyes stared directly at the corpse on the ground.

When he got close to the corpse, a longing spontaneously arose in his heart, a desire for the blood of gods and demons!

His body will not lie to him, in the body of this corpse, there should be blood belonging to gods and demons!

"When we were fighting just now, there was a lot of commotion, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so let's leave quickly." When Shangguan Yihong forcibly pulled out the dark blue Innate Spirit Treasure-level long sword from the corpse's hand and put it into his storage ring, Chen Sheng opened his strange eyes with three pupils, scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and opened his mouth to urge.

"Wait!" Xin You said.

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