Chu Fatzi and they all retreated at this moment, it is better to flash people? This dream will play with the dead.

Facing their eyes, Su Zhao said lightly: "So, you have to call me Brother Su, instead of me calling you Brother Chu, Brother Xiao, and Brother Mu......"

"Do you have a way?"

"Naturally, there must be a way to crack any dream. Su Zhao replied.

"Is there a trick we haven't noticed?"

Su Zhao shook his head: "No, there is no trick, but you can break it with force." ”

Here, not to mention the soldiers, the cultivators are all confused.

No wonder, no wonder, no wonder the Demon Dao, which had been dormant for a hundred years, suddenly attacked the world with great fanfare.

Originally, it was just a rat crossing the street, but the devil who was beaten by people dared to appear in front of the world.

Cultivators are divided into good and evil, and no family wants their children to become evil sects, as long as they have the slightest talent, they are sent to serious immortal sects or families to learn. Even if the Demon Dao wants someone, it needs someone who is willing to become a person in the Demon Dao.

The Corpse King is rare to see for a thousand years, and once he sees it, it must be to the point where corpses are everywhere and the entire cultivation civilization can be washed away.

Nancheng is finished.

It's not even a question of Nancheng's incompleteness, some people are already wondering why Nancheng is so important, but no elders in the clan have come over...... I'm afraid that the demon path is powerful, and they are too busy to take care of themselves.

The tide of corpses has stopped, because once the corpse king comes, nothing matters.

They can't stop it.

"Fake...... "There was a cultivator who was stimulated by this, and he didn't believe it, if he really wanted the corpse king to come, everything would be over.

This cultivator didn't know what to think, and with a leap in the air, he killed the corpse king, wrapped in a majestic aura, and this brewing move was definitely the strongest move in his life.

But there were still thousands of meters away from the Corpse King, and the black qi in the sky instantly turned into a spear, directly piercing the cultivator in mid-air at a lightning speed.

The brilliant brilliance also dimmed, making everyone's hearts completely cool.

The blood rain sprinkled, the black qi dispersed, and the cultivator fell down, and was swept up by the walking corpses below, and ate it cleanly.

That cultivator, but the best among them, couldn't make a move against the Corpse King.

Even if it's someone else, it's the same.

There are only more than twenty cultivators in the entire Nancheng, which is enough for the Corpse King to kill a few rounds? What's more, even if the elders in the sect come, they can only struggle in vain when they see the Corpse King—this kind of anti-heaven existence of the Corpse King should not appear at all.

Once it appeared, their decades of penance, all kinds of luck and hard work to obtain the magic weapon, the conscientious inheritance of the master, all became a joke.

have become dispensable.

In the face of the Corpse King, they are no different from a common people who know nothing.

This corpse king walked very slowly, and with every step, he was constantly getting stronger, constantly absorbing the black qi of the surrounding corpses and growing himself.

No one could stop it.

It turns out that today is the time of death, and everyone's eyes are covered with dead gray.

"I don't know. Su Zhao stepped on the city wall again, stepping in emptiness, volleying in the void, and condensing in a place where there was no support.

"I don't know if I have a life, can I urge a sword to destroy this corpse king?" Su Zhao seemed to be talking to himself, but the voice was clear.

The long clothes of the Su family in Jinling are very conspicuous, and then the wind is constantly blowing in this situation, and the clothes of Su Zhao's back are fluttering, and he is a fairy among the gods.

Su Zhao didn't know that his words were even better than he imagined!

A thousand years ago, the corpse king appeared, that is, there was a person who exchanged his life for the annihilation of the corpse king's ashes, and in exchange for the thousand-year decay of the demon path.

The man seemed to say the same thing. If the Corpse King is doomed, why can't they be the ones who witnessed this glorious moment?

Why can't it be the strange youth of the Su family in Jinling?

Su Zhao turned his head, showed a sunny smile, and said lightly: "However, before I die, I still want to see the subtleties of each family's methods, my time to seek the Tao is still short, I always feel that maybe there are many families, maybe my sword is really strong enough to slaughter gods and demons, I don't know, can you give advice?"

Su Zhao made a move, behind him was a long tide of corpses, a corpse general, and a long black gas wrapped in the corpse king.

"Haha, I'm going to die today anyway, and it doesn't matter what precepts and regulations of the master are, and I'm afraid I won't have a chance to punish anyway...... Brother Su, I'm Maoshan Sect Chen Daoyan, remember. A black-bearded Chen Daoyan clicked a light point in the air and sank into Su Zhao's eyebrows.

It was the Maoshan School of Magic, and it was also Chen Daoyan's current deepest understanding of the technique, without reservation, and all of it was taught to Su Zhao.

God recites and confers, and comprehension is only instantaneous.

"Well, that's right, I'm going to die anyway. Brother Su, my Chixiao Sect is not the same, hehe, although my time to seek the Tao is still short, but last month, I stole the classic book pavilion of the sect and stole a little bit of the general outline of our Chixiao Sect, and today it happens to be cheap for you!"

"Okay, the big case that shocked the Chixiao Sect last month turned out to be made by you hairy boy!" Some people were speechless and exclaimed, only vaguely feeling that there might be a legend born today.

"Come, Longyin Valley Yellow Sea, my valley is also involved in kendo, I hope it will be of little help to my brother!"

When he arrived here, Su Zhao was shocked.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now that I think about it, the name of this sect is so familiar!

"Dragon Tiger Gate Kunwu ......"

"Hunt Wou-Ki ......"

"The whole sex door will not let ......"

"Eight leaves the town and asks for ......"

"Tianjimen Qian Sun Tzu ......"

"Langya Pavilion Xiao Qilin ......"

The nine points of light were all submerged in Su Zhao's eyebrows, and at this moment, the momentum on Su Zhao's body was even higher, the momentum was formless, shapeless, stateless, and tasteless, noisy in all directions, and it was faintly competing with the black qi of the corpse king!

Not only that, Su Zhao Yaoyang's sword was about to be pulled out, and there was an unstoppable sword aura roaring.

The power of this sword has been brewed to the strongest.

But that's not all.

With this doll, he can make his sword drawing technique climb to a level that was unattainable before.

There can be no mistake in the identification of the Nightmare System.

Even if you are wrong, this sword must be drawn today.

Su Zhao still closed his eyes and tried to find the strength that could help him now in what he had learned in various sects.

Whether it was the use of heaven and earth aura, or the mobilization of the power of a muscle, Su Zhao did not refuse to come, and at this moment, he absorbed and digested it at a speed that he couldn't imagine.

Then, it's time to draw the sword.

The Yaoyang Sword was pulled out inch by inch, and under the hilt of the sword, on the sword body, the word Yaoyang was originally engraved, but it was erased due to the fierce sword qi.

The sword became a nameless sword.

Su Zhao also noticed it and muttered to himself: "Then this sword is called Nameless." ”