"The sword technique is called the Taixuan Sword Sutra, which was created by my understanding of the wine sword immortal Li Taibai's "Chivalrous Journey", you are so born to comprehend!"

After looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar, Mo Changsheng jumped down from the big lobster.

Don't look at them all the time sitting on the back of the big lobster, in fact, along the way, the attack of the necromantic monsters has not stopped, but those low-level necromantic monsters, the frost lobster completely ignored it.

Mo Changsheng jumped off the big lobster, and immediately dozens of strange, hideous and terrifying necromantic monsters attacked.

However, this is exactly what he intended.

Ignoring the necromantic monster that was about to pounce on him, Mo Changsheng's expression was calm, and the cold howl in his mouth was endless, resounding in the sky.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming, silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor. ”

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles, brush off your clothes and go away, and hide your body and name deeply. ”

"Idle over the Xinling drink, take off the sword and kneel forward, will scorch Zhu Hai, and persuade Hou Huan. ”

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light, and after the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is full of energy. ”

"Save Zhao waving the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first, two heroes in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City. ”

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, not ashamed of the world, who can write Your Excellency, Bai Shoutai!

With the chanting of the poems, Mo Changsheng's figure turned into a misty and brilliant sword light, sometimes in the west, sometimes in the north, sometimes condensed, sometimes illusory.

At the same time, one by one, hazy figures conjured out and attacked the undead monsters that were constantly surging in all directions.

By the time Mo Changsheng finished reciting the last sentence of "Baishou Taixuan Sutra", and also finished the last form of the Taixuan Sword Sutra, all the phantoms burst out with the strongest blow, and within a radius of five hundred meters, all the necromantic creatures were slaughtered!

On the back of the big lobster, everyone was dumbfounded, stupidly looking at the scene below that was like Shura's hell, especially Qin Lan, who stayed there completely.

Mo Changsheng's long howl was not done casually, but specifically for her, when he demonstrated the Taixuan Sword Sutra, he also imprinted the artistic conception outline of this set of heaven-level top-level sword techniques in Qin Lan's mind by chanting verses.

As for how much she can learn in the end, it can only depend on her own understanding.

......

Major General Sun's hairs stood on end, goosebumps burst out from under his skin one by one, and then, his teeth creaked, and his eyes were full of monstrous anger.

In the distance, a monster with a body size of nearly forty meters, with no skin on its body, revealing its scarlet body, seemed to be completely unhindered, smashed one giant tree after another, and ran straight here.

The monster's head was like a prehistoric crocodile, flat and huge, full of hideous teeth, and there were three pairs of bloody eyes on the skull, but there were no pupils in the eyes.

Its limbs are extremely thick, with three curved and narrow claws at the ends of its limbs, and its tail is more than ten meters long, covered with conical bone spurs with dark and cold glow, which looks extremely terrifying.

Running closer, the monster man stood up, a cloud of scarlet death, like a vicious desert viper, surging up and down its body.

Whether it is a first-level necromantic hyena or a second-level necromantic fang, as long as it is swept by the death qi, it will be sucked dry of flesh and blood in an instant, leaving only the miserable white dry bones in place.

In just a split second, the Necrocodile rushed to a phalanx of tanks.

Several heavy tanks opened fire without hesitation, and several huge cannonballs flew straight to the necromantic dinosaur, but before they could explode, a few clouds of yellow turbid dead gas entwined past, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into rusty broken copper and iron, lost power and fell to the ground.

Then, the giant hind limbs of the necromantic dinosaur stepped on top of several tanks.

For the first time, heavy tanks incurred losses.

First, the dead air eroded their incomparably strong alloy armor, and then the huge soles of their feet fell, descending into flat iron blocks, and the warriors inside the tank became meat stuffing in iron buns, killing them instantly.

At the same time, the hideous giant tail of the necromantic dinosaur was also swept fiercely, as if it had whipped a few inconspicuous pebbles, and the other heavy ones were far away.

And before those tanks flew out, the bone spurs on its tail had already pierced through the armor of the tanks, and by the way, the fighters inside.

Just stepped on the tail pump, but in just two or three seconds, a seemingly indestructible tank phalanx was completely broken, and dozens of soldiers were all killed.

Just as the Necromantic Dire Crocodile was about to run towards another tank phalanx, Luo Hanyi finally arrived.

"Evil obstacles, dare to kill so many of my disciples, the old man is going to suck you alive!"

Luo Hanyi's eyes were about to split, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, took out a high-grade magic weapon shaped like dead wood, urged the true yuan in his body to pour into the magic weapon, and then plunged it into the ground.

A misty turquoise light emerged from the ground, and the surrounding plants and trees absorbed the green light, and it grew as if it had been a catalyst.

Then, one after another, thorny, thick vines like a titan python erupted from the ground frantically.

These vines are like living creatures, moving quickly on the ground, and all the necromantic monsters in their path will be pierced by the thorns on the vines and entwined upwards as long as they sweep them along, and then be sucked into dry corpses in just a second or two!

After sucking the necromantic monsters dry, the thorn vines grew thicker and moved faster.

Soon, the thorny vines swam up to the necromantic dinosaur and twisted around it.

The necromantic dinosaur was undaunted, its body was full of life, its upper limbs were swinging rapidly, and its sharp claws brought bursts of black cold, slashing at the thorn vines.

The thorny vines couldn't bear the claws of the necromantic crocodile, and they broke one after another, and the necromantic crocodile roared arrogantly to the sky, and the people who saw this scene were also cold and desperate, but Luo Hanyi on the side was full of sneers:

"Hmph! The old man's magic weapon, is it so easy to deal with? Now is not the past, and the true yuan is not the true qi!"

Sure enough, as soon as Luo Hanyi's words fell, the thorn vines that fell to the ground after breaking did not dissipate, but took root in the soil and grew rapidly, turning into more and thicker thorn vines.

In just a few tens of seconds, the body of the necromantic dinosaur was filled with dense thorn vines, and with Luo Hanyi's full urging, those thorn vines actually began to absorb the vitality of the surrounding vegetation, flowers, grasses, trees, and patches withered and withered, while the thorn vines became more and more vibrant.

Gradually, the body of the necromantic dinosaur was surrounded by these vines, and its dead air was also canceled out by the vitality absorbed by the vines.

As time passed, more and more vines entwined past.

A few minutes later, Luo Hanyi's face turned a little pale and stopped the true yuan output, and those thorn vines also dissipated in an instant, revealing the contents inside.

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