"It's over. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu, who had escaped for a distance, looked up at the dried corpse that was constantly fusing with shock.

"Isn't the stone tablet still able to stop him!" Chu Feng said a little anxiously.

Yan Qingyu shook his head and said, "That dry corpse is probably also in a hurry, and now I'm only afraid that the exercises will work...... It's already beyond his normal limits, and he needs to pay a pretty painful price. ”

Generally speaking, there is a speed when the exercises run autonomously.

When a battle is fought, in order to adapt to the demand for True Qi in the heat of battle, the speed of the exercises will be accelerated, thus providing a large amount of True Qi in a short period of time, which will also burden the monk's meridians.

Monks are generally able to control the speed of the exercises, so even if the burden on the meridian muscles increases, there is no big problem, but once the exercises are hindered and out of control, it will cause backlash to the monks themselves.

And when the monks' battle situation is bad, in order to turn the tide of the battle, they will increase the speed of the exercises again and again, so that the burden directly causes damage to the flesh, until it completely exceeds the limit of what they can bear and explodes.

At this moment, if Yan Qingyu didn't guess wrong, the dry corpse also wanted to complete the fusion by greatly increasing the speed of the exercises, and he was quite determined.

is also really a ruthless character.

Something had to be done to stop him.

Yan Qingyu gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally remembered that there was still something in Chu Feng's hand.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Yan Qingyu turned around and looked at Chu Fengdao.

Chu Feng was stunned, and then reacted, and quickly spread out the things he was holding in his hand.

It was a short wooden stick more than two feet long and nearly three feet long, with branches that had not been cut off and a few leaves that were still green.

Yan Qingyu looked at the wooden stick, his expression was slightly sluggish, an extremely vague thought appeared in his mind, and his hand involuntarily stretched out towards the wooden stick.

Yan Qingyu's hand rested on the wooden stick, and she immediately felt a warm current rushing into her body, making her feel more cordial.

Yan Qingyu blinked, and before he had time to think about it, he heard a loud "boom", and the entire space began to tremble.

Yan Qingyu and Chu Feng raised their heads abruptly and looked into the sky.

Under the protection of that piece of thunder, the dry corpse has almost completed the fusion, and the thunder and lightning around the body are thicker and brighter, which is enough to compete with the stone tablet, and there is no disadvantage at all!

Rao is Yan Qingyu and the others were far away from the dry corpse, and at this moment, they could already feel the terrifying shock caused by each thunderbolt flickering in the space, and the aura that spread to their vicinity was even though it had been attenuated to a slight extent, but it still made people feel a chill, and they couldn't help but stand on end.

Yan Qingyu's expression became a little hideous, and he suddenly clenched the short wooden stick, clenched it like an arm, and then brushed out a piece of blue and blue light, and slashed straight towards the dry corpse.

Chu Feng looked at Yan Qingyu dumbfounded, he didn't know how Yan Qingyu could easily control this short wooden stick, but obviously that short wooden stick was definitely more suitable in Yan Qingyu's hands than in his hands.

The dry corpse turned his head abruptly, looked in the direction of Yan Qingyu, snorted coldly, raised his palm slightly, and then held his five fingers in the air, and the piece of blue light that was heading towards the dry corpse suddenly shattered, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight.

Cold sweat continued to break out on Yan Qingyu's forehead, and she could feel a cold killing intent falling on her.

The killing intent was very cold, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver, even if there were constant streams of warm heat pouring into her body from the short stick, it couldn't dissolve the cold killing intent.

"Ha ......"

The dry corpse let out a strange laugh, and he didn't care about Yan Qingyu at all, and concentrated on dealing with the words one by one.

Thousands of silver snakes danced wildly, corresponding to the characters one by one, the tips of the needles did not give in to each other, and the ripples of various colors caused by the impact of the two were also constantly blooming and spreading in the dark sky, as if thousands of fireworks were blooming at the same time.

The light of the lightning became more and more dazzling, but the light of the words gradually became dimmed, and the confrontation with the lightning gradually turned from an advantage to an equal match, and then even began to be at a disadvantage, forced to flee in all directions by the frenzied electric light, and could no longer face the enemy head-on.

"It's up to you to ......," the dry corpse let out a cold wild laugh, and a flash of lightning spread out under his feet, like a carpet, moving as he slowly walked towards the stone tablet, so that the dry corpse that had only its head left and had not yet fully fused was always in the center of the thunder sea.

The dry corpse walked very slowly, but it walked very steadily, as if it was stepping on the heartbeat of Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu, and every step that fell, it made Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu's hearts become more and more stuffy, and their heartbeats became heavier and heavier.

Finished.

It's really over, and there's not even a way to do it.

Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu's eyes were both a little desperate.

If it was a normal monk, maybe no matter what the other party's cultivation was, he could at least risk his life to fight.

But now, the battle in the sky was far beyond their comprehension.

They rushed forward, only to die—no matter how hard they struggled, they could not change the outcome.

Their strength is too weak, too insignificant.

"Damn. Yan Qingyu gritted his teeth and scolded.

Chu Feng didn't say a word, and there were no other thoughts in his mind.

The dry corpse finally walked slowly to the stele, and the phantom eyes that were slowly reclosing with the corpse's head were full of coldness and mockery.

"Something ...... be smart"

His voice was filled with cold intent, and then he raised his head to look at the sky, and a little light flashed in his eyes, full of murderous intent.

He jerked his right hand out towards the stele

"Boom!"

His slender fingers slammed into the stele.

Chu Feng and Yan Qingyu didn't know how he did it, he was able to buckle such a heavy stone tablet, but they did see that the person's hand was indeed holding the stone tablet, and every finger was trapped in the stone tablet.

The stone tablet, which was enough to crack the serpent's bones with that single impact, looked like papier-mâché in front of this man.

"Destroy your dependence, you dead ghosts, what are you going to do wildly?" the man sneered, "Don't forget, what are you without me!"

The man's right arm suddenly exerted force, and there was a loud bang, and the stone tablet was torn apart in an instant, shattering into countless rubble, and falling all over the sky.

The runes that had already been dimmed suddenly panicked, and they were extremely crazy, and there was no longer a little bit of discipline, and under the bombardment of lightning around the person's body, it became more and more bleak.

"Do you expect a second body here besides me that can hold you?" said the man coldly, "Surrender to me, and I will create the miracle of this age!"

The man's voice suddenly increased, the electric light became brighter and brighter, and the words completely lost their luster.

Chu Feng felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, and his expression became more and more gloomy as he looked at the words.

That was their last hope, but now that last hope is gone.

Chu Feng's eyes were dark, but suddenly, a beam of light shone in Chu Feng's eyes.

It wasn't the light emanating from Chu Feng's eyes, it was a light from his vision.

Immediately after that, there is the second and third courses......

One after another, countless rays of light lit up, drawing traces in the dark sky, like falling stars in the sky, falling towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng also watched in amazement at the falling stars, coming towards him overwhelmingly, touching his skin, and then merging into his body in an instant, leaving nothing behind, as if that brilliance was all illusory.

It's just that in an instant, thousands of starlights dissolved into Chu Feng's body, and there was not a single word around that person's body.

The man was also stunned suddenly, and immediately let out an interesting "huh", as if he was quite interested in this situation.

Instead of rushing to make a move, he began to fuse his head.

But he quickly realized that it was a bad decision.

Because another dried corpse suddenly stood up, took a step back, and appeared beside Yan Qingyu.

"Lend me one. ”

The dried corpse didn't open its mouth, but a gentle voice rang out.

The dry corpse stretched out his hand and grabbed the short wooden stick in Yan Qingyu's hand, and then a lush ancient tree phantom appeared behind the dry corpse, swaying gently.