Lin Xuan's face was extremely ugly, but he sneered in his heart.

At this moment, the Corpse King Sect was in front and the Heavenly Corpse Sect was in the back, Lin Xuan had to pretend to be unwilling, turned into a ray of light, and quickly shot towards the skeleton soldiers.

At this moment, he completely used the Buddha Flame Divine Sense to suppress the spiritual power attributes, and used the Yin Evil Spiritual Power to frantically bombard the third-order skeleton soldiers in front of him, constantly rushing towards them.

And at this moment, in the rear, the group of monks of the Corpse King Sect, laughing loudly, obviously laughing at Lin Xuan's indiscretion, in their eyes, this late Yuan Infant Cultivator would definitely die.

"Is that you?"

That day, the face of the Corpse Sect monk was a little ugly, the monk of the Corpse King Sect was below, firmly locking them, in terms of numbers, the Heavenly Corpse Sect had an absolute disadvantage.

"Jiji, it turned out to be Cao Daoyou, it seems that it is really a coincidence, thousands of years ago, this seat and Cao Daoyou in this evil ghost road, also met, at that time, this seat and Cao Daoyou are monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant realm, you and I back then, there is no qualification to run rampant in this evil ghost road, today, it is a coincidence, it seems that it is really God is looking at you and me, here to make a decision."

When the voice of the monk of the Corpse King Sect was left, he immediately roared "kill"

Boom, thirteen monks, directly rioted, facing the only seven monks in front of them, but also instantly rushed directly to kill, for them, this battle, will lose, but not necessarily die, as long as it lasts until a monk comes, then this battle, not necessarily who survived.

Bang, in the void, a firework-like thing spread in all directions, it was the communication signal of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, and on the other side, the monks of the Corpse King Sect, the black light behind them shrank, but a venerable black coffin appeared from the void, the black coffin suddenly opened, and the yin qi ran wildly.

Peng bang, bang, bang, bang.

One after another, these corpses, the one with the worst strength, is also in the White Zombie Realm, which is equivalent to the monk of the Yuan Infant Realm, and a corpse came out of the coffin behind the monk of the Corpse King Sect headed by him, and there is a pair of bone wings behind the body of the corpse, the body is white, the hair is also the color of withered yellow, a mouth of fangs, scarlet eyes, staring at the monks of the Heavenly Corpse Sect in front of them.

"Dryfish, you actually have a Dryfish corpse. ”

The monk of the Corpse Sect that day, looking at this drought, looked more and more embarrassed, this drought, it is the realm of the gods, and the drought, the body is extremely strong, it is not at all comparable to the ordinary monks in the early stage of the gods.

"Damn. ”

Boom, the monk surnamed Cao directly opened his own domain "Heavenly Corpse Coffin"

Above the void, the monk surnamed Cao manifested a divine coffin behind him, and the lid of the divine coffin opened violently, but it was like a whirlpool, frantically swallowing corpse gas, endlessly.

And the monk surnamed Cao collapsed, his body was even more collapsed, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood and qi armor, his whole face became extremely sallow, his hair was dry, his hands were like sharp claws, and his nails were green and oily, obviously holding poison.

"Boom"

The drought flew away from the sky and disappeared directly into the void, and when it appeared in the next moment, the bone spur behind him burst out directly, turning into six sharp blades, directly facing the monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

"Extremely horrific toxin damage. ”

Lin Xuan didn't enter the skeleton group at all at this moment, but directly hid in the void, he controlled the power of this void, and the control of the power of space was really not a difficult thing for this concealment.

At this moment, Lin Xuan had been quietly observing this battle, especially the corpse of the Corpse King Sect, and couldn't help but think of the monks of the Heavenly Corpse Sect of the Youzhou Cultivation Realm that he had seen back then.

Obviously, in this wave of battle, the Corpse Sect had no chance of winning at all, especially for the strong suppression of the Avatar Cultivator, and this elusive Drought Devil kept attacking the Yuan Infant Cultivator, and the strategy was extremely correct.

"Poof. ”

The monks of the Heavenly Corpse Sect in the realm of the Yuan Infant Stage could not resist the attack of the Drought Devil at all, and almost all the monks of the Heavenly Corpse Sect were Evil Corpse Cultivators, and they were zombie bodies and Yin Soul bodies, and the suppression of the White Zombie by the Drought Corpse was indeed very strong.

The monk surnamed Cao led by the Corpse Sect that day was like the incorruptible body of King Kong, in the black coffin behind him, countless corpse qi continued to condense around his body, and his body finally manifested, it was also a dry body, but this dry body was not controlled by others, but he became a strong man in the realm of transforming gods.

Three monks in the late Yuanying realm, plus a drought, surrounded and suppressed a Yuanying peak realm monk, it was simply a complete torture, but in the time of thirty breaths, the monk of the Yuanying Great Perfection realm was directly bombarded by the drought, and the flesh of the Yuanying wanted to escape, but he was pinched and exploded by the elusive claw of the drought, put it in his mouth and chewed, absorbing the powerful life force and divine consciousness power in the Yuanying.

"Withdraw"

The monk surnamed Cao roared, and the black priest realm above the void directly gushed out boundless corpse qi, strengthening its physical body even stronger, only to see that his hands suddenly pressed out with a palm in front of him, and in the void, the power of space was shattered, and he took the lead with a few god-transforming monks, frantically trying to escape over the basin.

"Where to go?"

The mid-stage cultivator of the Corpse King Sect shouted violently, and suddenly stepped on his feet, and the black priest also turned into a long rainbow and flew out directly, and the black coffins of the Avatar monks were like a formation flag, blocking the surrounding void.

"The heavenly coffin seals the door. ”

One by one, the divine coffins were erected directly in the void, the black light flickered, and the Heavenly Corpse Sect monks who wanted to escape were directly rebounded back as if they had been intercepted by ghostly power.

"At the beginning of this melee, you want to face each other with life and death?" That day, the monk surnamed Cao of the Corpse Sect, with the remaining few god-transforming monks, had a hideous face and roared bitterly.

"That's right, killing any of you Heavenly Corpse Sect monks is the most advantageous choice for my Corpse King Sect, if your strength is less, our strength will be more in disguise. And in this evil ghost path, I want to enter the ancient battlefield. You have to pass through the abyss of the final evil ghost path, and how many monks can enter it in the end, it depends on the strength of the leaders in the evil ghost path that their respective sects want to support.

The monk of the Corpse King Sect didn't want to talk to him anymore, and directly led the remaining monks to shoot frantically.

Lin Xuan watched quietly, digesting the various meanings of what the mid-stage of the god was saying, "It turns out that in this evil ghost path, not everyone can enter the deepest part of the battlefield of the evil ghost path in ancient times, and there is also a leader to support it, does it mean that every sect, and even every force, have to go through a collision and live in the abyss of the evil ghost path that they choose and support? So what happened to the ghost bone dragon saying that the black phoenix, a strong man in the depths of the evil ghost path?"

(End of chapter)