The porcelain corpse "Qingqiu" sat in a pit several meters deep, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"How...... How could it be gone? Back then, I obviously watched him buried here, the pile kiln was there, and the formation was there! The rest of the gems were also there, how could that thing be missing?!"

"No, no. He seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurried out of the hole, grabbing the pile of bluestone slabs that had been broken at first, and quickly putting them together.

Fortunately, when it was destroyed just now, it was only a few casual punches, and no part of the slate was shaken into powder. It took less than a few minutes to put several stone slabs back into their original shapes: a small hole that had been overlooked at first.

Someone took it away......

Qingqiu sat down on the slag of the stone slab all over the ground, and the porcelain on his face was radiant, revealing a dejected expression.

"Who else but us knows this secret?"

"Did she wake up a long time ago?"

In the muttering to himself, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally turned into a fierce color: "Since this is the case, then everyone should not think about it! Lao Tzu has slept for more than a thousand years, and he is afraid of sleeping for another thousand years?"

When the words fell, Qingqiu's figure swept up directly, jumped back into the pit, and blasted towards the surrounding area with a fierce punch.

"Bang"

Bricks and dirt flew all over the sky, and more formation bases and formation patterns were revealed.

One punch caused such great damage, Qingqiu still didn't stop, and continued to swing punches around the formation base.

In the continuous roar, the entire bluestone slab around the underwater tunnel was turned over in pieces, splashing the sky with dirt. More and more complicated "anti-treasure phase flowers" ornaments, and countless brilliant gems began to gradually reveal their true faces.

Qingqiu's entire body was like an efficient excavator, digging nearly 50 meters in all directions in just one or two minutes, digging the area around the underwater tunnel into a mess.

However, the countless formations, masonry, formations, and gems that were exposed were still only like the tip of the iceberg.

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After seven consecutive punches, Ji Yiming finally completely smashed the original porcelain corpse.

And throughout the process, he also laid down more than a dozen punches and kicks next to each other, and each one had at least three or four percent of the strength of a middle-level martial arts cultivator, who was called a "martial artist" by Ying Xingtian.

The purple light that "Taiyin" put on his body, blocking more than a dozen punches and kicks has become extremely dim, Ji Yiming looked back at Ou Haichao, who was dealing with the five-headed porcelain corpse not far away, and was barely smashing the first porcelain corpse, and hesitated and did not lean over to let the latter re-order.

Fang Cai's seven fist blows with the porcelain corpse, coupled with the punches and kicks that hit the body every time, made the internal breath of "Taiyi Longevity" continue to increase. He clearly felt that at this moment, the inner breath in the meridians had been filled to the level equivalent of a martial arts master in the realm of a true "martial artist".

However, the low temperature and extreme cold power consumed in the porcelain corpse had no place to replenish, and the threat that the remaining three porcelain corpses around him was getting smaller and smaller.

Maybe...... Is there a real chance to win?

It was still a punch with all his strength without any fancy, hitting the chest of the recent porcelain corpse. When a small crack of ice was brought out, Ji Yiming still had the strength to observe the battle between the remaining two.

- The situation of Ou Haichao is very difficult. Although a porcelain corpse has been resolved, the pale cyan "Shangqing" light on his body is also dimmed to the extreme, and it may disappear at any time. Judging by his hurry, even after it is extinguished, it may not be too late to make up for the next one.

- Ying Xingtian dealt with the three-headed porcelain corpse by himself, and the situation was slightly better than Ou Haichao. He has rich experience in direct combat, and his fighting skills are at the top level of the cultivation world, and he has been moving and dodging from beginning to end, waiting for opportunities with great care. And because there was very little real contact with the porcelain corpse, the "crape myrtle" light on his body did not weaken too much.

The only thing worth worrying about is that this top martial arts master of the "Hidden Dragon Yuan" always has an indelible sense of exhaustion on his face. Every time he attacks and moves, he is also reluctant in his fierceness, and he may be completely exhausted or even coma at some point.

Ji Yiming came back to his senses, dispelled the worries in his heart, and re-launched an attack on the porcelain corpse beside him.

(Gotta speed it up...... If you don't have to win the day, you can also support it a little. ）

The internal breath of the "Taiyi Eternal Life Formula" gradually strengthened his body, and almost every punch could leave a deep crack on the porcelain corpse's body.

After a few seconds, the "too yin" purple light on his body finally disappeared completely. was punched and kicked by two porcelain corpses next to him, and hit his chest and shoulders without barriers.

Ji Yiming's body shook slightly, although he felt that his defense and strength had weakened a lot in an instant, but the enhancement of his internal breath still played a role. Strictly speaking, it's even a little stronger than when you first started fighting.

Although the porcelain corpse's fists and feet are extremely powerful, after leaving the protection of the "Taiyin" light, they can use the internal breath of the "Taiyi Longevity Formula" and the power of low temperature and extreme cold to dissolve each other, and most of the damage is canceled out.

It only hurts, it doesn't hurt!

A chance to win!

He gritted his teeth slightly, endured the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and turned around and hit the other porcelain corpse with three consecutive punches.

After entering the Ancient Kiln City, after several battles, although Ji Yiming still did not know any martial arts, his control over attacks had improved a lot. Without dodging or dodging, he resisted two attacks, and three punches also hit the latter's chest at the same time.

Several cracks several inches deep quickly appeared in the fist of the porcelain corpse, and the figure was also knocked back half a meter.

Ji Yiming didn't pay attention to the remaining two at all, just stared at the former and walked up with an arrow, raised his hands to the sides of his head to support the fist that came over, and then jumped up and hit this guy on the chest.

- This technique has nothing to do with the inheritance of martial arts in the cultivation world, it is just the three moves and two styles he learned from the sanda coach in the gym.

In the crisp clash, the cracks in the porcelain corpse's chest became more and more numerous, and after taking a few steps back, it finally turned into a pile of fragments.

(There are only two left.) ）

Ji Yiming became more and more courageous, and his confidence became more and more full. It's just that when he turned to the two porcelain corpses left on his side, he saw the battlefield not far away...... When Ying Xingtian had just repelled a porcelain corpse in front of him, the whole person suddenly leaned back without warning and fell directly to the ground.

After several fierce battles in a short period of time, the top martial arts master of the "Hidden Dragon Yuan" who broke out with all his strength several times finally failed to resist the laws of nature. The mental and physical body were overdrawn to the limit, and he was completely unconscious.

Ji Yiming's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to rush forward to grab someone, there was a sound behind him, and Ou Haichao's voice sounded: "No! Brother Ji, run, leave us alone." ”

Looking back, the old man of the lying silkworm eyebrows really fell to the ground as well, and the light of "Shangqing" disappeared completely. What's worse is that the left leg and right hand were grabbed by a porcelain corpse at the same time, and at least one-third of the body had revealed a porcelain luster, leaving only the chest, abdomen and head still surging with breath, so he barely opened his mouth to make Ji Yiming retreat quickly.

Ji Yiming's whole heart finally sank, and he quickly thought about what to do.

Reason told him that in this situation, there was no other way but to turn and run away. And with the characteristics of "Taiyi Longevity Formula" that are not afraid of the power of porcelain, even if you fight guerrilla warfare all the way, you may not put yourself in danger.

But in the end, Ji Yiming still shook his head and smiled bitterly, seeing that the power of "Ziwei Zhen" on Ying Xingtian's body was still there, he threw away the two porcelain corpses around him and rushed directly to Ou Haichao.

(I'm just trying to find a missing girlfriend...... A few days ago, I was still studying at school, thinking about my graduation thesis and employment...... Why is this the case all of a sudden? ）

A few meters away, as the full internal breath rushes to several meridians in the feet, it is instantaneous.

The remaining two porcelain corpses turned around to attack, but they were flashed by him with a sharp stop, and then quickly pressed on Ou Haichao's body.

The inner breath of the "Taiyi Longevity Formula" poured into the latter's body, once again easily expelling the power of low temperature and cold in the body.

The porcelain part of Ou Haichao's body gradually recovered his flesh and blood, but the two porcelain corpses behind him shifted their targets, and the two fists slammed into Ji Yiming's vest.

"Poof!"

Even though the power of the cold was melted away by the inner breath, the two huge forces attacked at the same time, and finally injured him for the first time.

On the other side, Ying Xingtian, who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, was hit by the remaining two porcelain corpses and flew into the air, and although his body was not porcelainized, he fell heavily to four or five meters away like a sandbag.

The situation has finally reached the worst.

Just when Ying Xingtian didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Ou Haichao and Ji Yiming fell into despair in their hearts......

All the remaining porcelain corpses on the battlefield suddenly froze, and their expressions on their faces, which had always been wearing a charming smile, instantly became a little confused. Less than half a second later, the confusion immediately turned to anger.

Eight porcelain corpses, at the same time, uttered the first sentence since the battle: "Fool!

In the sound of sonorous gold and stone, countless ice cracks appeared on all the porcelain corpses at the same time, and then they all shattered into porcelain blocks all over the ground!

Ji Yiming was dumbfounded.

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At the entrance to the underwater tunnel.

The porcelain corpse Qingqiu drilled into the ground three or four meters deep, circling the core of the formation from left to right, bombarding almost tirelessly with one punch. In just a few minutes, the entire ground had been destroyed by him.

A huge array with an area that doesn't know where it extends, just like this, the Dao formations and gems are exposed on the surface of the ground.

A few hundred meters away, twelve porcelain corpses appeared beside the ancient kiln kiln at the same time, and then rushed towards the porcelain corpse Qingqiu with a face full of anger and the power of wind and thunder.

The strength of the eight bodies has not changed, and the rest of the four bodies were shattered and reborn by Ji Yiming and others, with a dazzling light!

These guys, whose strength was only that of a Taoist master, a martial artist, or a wizard before their deaths, had been shattered several times and then resurrected, coupled with the strange array that Yan Siguang had set up before, they had a faint aura close to the grandmaster realm at this moment.

When the distance between the two sides was dozens of meters, the body of "Qingqiu" broke out of the ground and shook at will in mid-air, and quickly returned to a smooth and new state: "You are finally willing to come out to see me?"

The twelve porcelain corpses looked at the ground full of holes, and the expression of anger on their faces became even more angry: "More than a thousand years have passed, are you still full of in your head? What good will ruining this place do you? If you want to sleep for another thousand years, I will satisfy you now!"

Such a porcelain corpse spoke at the same time, not only although the content was exactly the same, but also the tone and speed were the same. The whole space was filled with the sound of sonorous gold and stone rubbing, and the ground was full of gravel and dirt that could not help but tremble.

The porcelain corpse Qingqiu tilted his head, although the aura on his body was stronger than any of the twelve corpses in front of him, but there was no trace of a rival expression on his face: "I told you, I woke up! Why don't you come to see me?"

The twelve porcelain corpses snorted coldly at the same time, and did not answer the former's question directly: "So you destroy this place?"

"It's because of this kind of character that I'll never be able to compare to the imperial brother, right?" Qingqiu's porcelain corpse lowered his voice, turned his head to look at the small hole in the center of the hole that was dug up behind him, and took a few steps back with his expression to quietly smooth it with his toes: "Even if he does something like that, I still don't have any place in your heart, right?"

The twelve porcelain corpses really didn't notice this small detail, and only suddenly showed a charming smile: "In any case, only the two of us are the only ones who survived back then, so why kill each other again." Well, the little emperor brother listens to his sister-in-law's words, and when I finish the last step, I will find a way for you to truly resurrect. ”

"Really?" Qingqiu's face suddenly appeared with a smile, and then countless ice cracks quickly floated on his body, turning into a pile of pieces in front of all the porcelain corpses, and finally leaving only a sentence: "Then I will wait for the good news of the imperial sister-in-law." ”

The remaining twelve porcelain corpses looked at the messy ground and the large array that had been somewhat damaged, and their faces were gloomy.