Big guy, what can make Xiaobai say that he is a big guy?

In mid-air, a black coffin swept through the air, the speed was very fast, this coffin was very large, indeed very large, a full ten meters long, and three meters wide. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Coffin, can it fly?

With a plop, the coffin smashed directly to the top of the mountain, and the huge force directly shook the poisonous insects on the top of the mountain one by one, and all of them collapsed, and the poisonous blood was sprinkled all over the mountaintop.

The master sitting on the bluestone suddenly turned gloomy: "You old immortal thing, every time you come, you have to kill a group of my treasures, do you want to provoke me!"

When the words fell, the lid on the coffin creaked and slowly opened, and after the huge coffin lid was opened, a person flew out directly.

The man was lifeless, without any life, his eyes were stiff, there was a hint of bloodthirsty red inside, and he had hair all over his body, black hair.

Black Zombie!

Ye Ling was shocked, damn it, this thing really exists, this is a big anomaly, but after death, people have cultivated to the essence and become zombies.

The most famous is the famous golden retriever zombie drought in history, everywhere he goes, the fire is in the sky, terrifying, and it is a terrible monster.

The black stiff grinned, and his movements were stiff, making people's scalps tingle: "You old poisoner has too many grass insects, do you still care about this?"

"Hehe, old poisoner, your cultivation hasn't grown too much, how long has it been, it's still the cultivation in the middle of the tribulation, too weak and too weak!"

As soon as Hei Zhuang's words were said, Ye Ling was stunned, what is the middle stage of the tribulation, it is obviously the cultivation of the early stage of the Divine Infant, and it is not much stronger than your cultivation in the late stage of the tribulation?

However, when Ye Ling turned around and looked at the old poison master again, he suddenly felt a shock, what the hell, how could it be in the middle of the tribulation?

Intentionally, this bastard did it on purpose, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, I'm afraid that next, this idiot will suffer.

Seeing that the old poison master ignored him, Hei Zhuang turned around and stared at Ye Ling, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Who is this! Old poison master, this is not your friend, he feels his flesh and blood, but it is very delicious." ”

"I don't know, he said he climbed the mountain, do you believe it?"

Hearing the old poison master say this, the black stiff face suddenly became gloomy, and with him as the center, a terrifying aura erupted violently, and the waves were born.

The rolling breath was surging, and he slapped towards Ye Ling frantically, the cultivation in the later stage of the tribulation was not hidden at all, and at the foot of his feet, the whole person killed Ye Ling frantically.

Hum, the black stiff raised his palm and slapped it suddenly, everywhere he went, even the space was rippling, and the palm of the black stiff hand was quickly filled with a wisp of green flames.

Boom, a hideous smile rose on the black stiff face, but the moment his palm was held by Ye Ling's white palm, the black stiff was completely stupid.

Not only is the black zombie completely stupid, but even the old poisoner's face is cloudy, the corners of his mouth twitch, a strong man, definitely a strong man!

"You want to eat me, hehe, I'm afraid of knocking out your teeth, so ah, you better save it, and if it's okay, go and gnaw on the coffin lid." ”

"I didn't come here for anything else, just to find someone, you continue yours, I don't interfere. ”

Ye Ling let go of the black stiff and smiled slightly, the black stiff on the other side gasped violently, his chest was collapsing and bulging, terrifying, and streams of black smoke came out of his nose.

Immediately after, within a few minutes, a series of powerful figures flew towards here, there were twelve figures, and the strongest one here was not in the early stage of the Tribulation, and there was only one person.

The weakest is the middle stage of Jindan, and the general ones are in the middle stage of Jindan, and there are very few of them in the late stage of Jindan.

There was only one person, a woman, barefoot, wearing a long dense blue dress, her cheeks were flawless, her expression was indifferent, and her arms were like sheep fat jade, which made people's hearts tremble.

A little on her toes, sliding across the air, this woman was extremely solemn, with a sacred face and incomparable dignity.

There is only this woman, whose cultivation has reached the terrifying late stage of the tribulation, and has even stepped into the terrifying cultivation of the early stage of the Divine Infant with half a foot.

"Archmage Baizhai, see the Holy Maiden!"

The old poison master who was sitting on the bluestone hurriedly jumped down and knelt on the ground, extremely religious, but Ye Ling felt a trace of conspiracy from this guy.

Isn't it said that the archmage of the eighteen villages is not as high as the saint's cultivation, why is this guy's cultivation far more than the saint's, and more importantly, why is he pretending?

The other eleven people are also archmages from their respective villages, and in the villages that did not come, the previous archmages have died, and no new archmages have been selected.

The holy woman nodded, looked around, and suddenly her eyes saw Ye Ling, and she suddenly froze, and then a powerful aura appeared on her body.

The surrounding trees were trembling wildly, and the saint stood barefoot in mid-air, and the horns of her dress began to swing wildly.

The face that is more delicate than Shen Yuexin's is a little more spicy with the color of ethnic minorities, and it definitely looks like it has another flavor.

"Who are you!!"

The holy maiden drank coldly, and the thirteen archmages looked at Ye Ling in unison, and a powerful aura instantly enveloped Ye Ling.

Ye Ling pretended to be scared and took two steps back: "Tsk, why is my temper so big, I'm just a passerby, I'll come to find someone in a while, I don't mean anything else, you continue to continue." ”

Hei Zhuang didn't wait for the saint to speak again, he took a step directly, raised one hand, and the big black coffin lying on the ground flew up directly and stood in mid-air.

The coffin was huge, and the black shadow made people feel boundless oppression, and the other archmages were shocked when they saw Hei Zombie's move.

This guy is the strongest of the Flying Zombie Clan, if he makes a move, I'm afraid none of them will be able to run except for the Holy Maiden.

"Holy Maiden, don't talk nonsense here, let's say, today is the annual meeting of your eighteen villages, what's the matter with calling me?"

"Could it be that my flying zombie clan, when did you enter the scope of your eighteen villages?"

When the holy woman heard Hei Zhuang questioning herself, she directly ignored Ye Ling, turned around, and her face was solemn: "Lord Hei Zhuang, I want to ask you, in the past half a year, several archmages in my eighteen villages have been tragically killed, and their souls have disappeared inexplicably, is it your doing?"

"In my eighteen villages, there are even some girls who are unmarried and pregnant, not cheating, but being regarded as the body of the ghost mother, is it you!"

"These ghost mothers were all killed within half a year, the ghost fetus disappeared, and the motherhood was absorbed by others, which is against the heavens!"

The saint's momentum was like a rainbow, and she shouted coldly, the heavens and the earth were filled with her terrifying aura, like thunder, and she was about to be angry!