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Ning Tianzhen smiled slightly, her pupils slowly turned from brown to purple, and the powerful corpse king's aura directly crushed towards her, and the two energies collided, colliding with countless small whirlwinds in mid-air.

"What a heavy anger!" Ning Tianzhen's face sank suddenly, he was even stronger than the undead he had encountered in the Middle Ages West Continent back then, although his strength had improved even more than back then, he still set off a trace of waves in his heart.

The undead have hardly appeared on the mainland, and there are countless undead and powerful heroic spirits wandering in the depths of the Death Desert, they never go out of the Death Desert, and it is rumored that the Heroic Spirits and the Undead have no autonomous consciousness, in Ning Tianzhen's opinion, this is a joke, such as the appearance of Yimeng today just confirmed his thoughts.

Both of them were close at the touch of a button, Tian Yimeng twisted his willow waist and giggled, blinked his eyes and said in a very charming voice: "It seems that the corpse king is nothing more than that, you and I are equal in strength, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." ”

Ning Tianzhen smiled slightly: "Really?" As soon as the words fell, the red glow on his body was sheng, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the entire space, and the air seemed to be drained at once, and everyone fell into suffocation. The portrait of the corpse god that was originally quietly suspended in front of it also soared into the sky at the same time, and the scroll unfolded, and suddenly a long roar sounded from afar, which made everyone fall into deep fear.

The little wild boar and Long Ao's faces turned pale, and they looked at the portrait of the corpse god in horror, and the fear of death came from the fear of death in the depths of their souls.

Tianyimeng itself is a spirit body, and it is the most direct face to the death pressure of the corpse god, and the whole body trembles.

After being silent for tens of thousands of years, the first time the portrait of the corpse god was born was actually kicked off with the light roar of the ancient generation of corpse gods, and the sky above the death desert outside the stone room, the wind was howling, the sand and dust were all over the sky, a huge whirlpool gradually formed, and the roaring thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Ning Tianzhen's eyes narrowed into a line, his sword eyebrows were upside down, the dragon crown on his forehead gradually disappeared, his hands were pointed out one after another, the portrait of the corpse god flickered and dimmed, and suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment it appeared in the sky above Tianyimeng, and began to rotate slowly under Ning Tianzhen's control.

Feeling the crisis coming from above, Tianyimeng subconsciously retreated, but suddenly found that his body was imprisoned in place, and he was suddenly frightened.

Before his death, the generation of immortals was deprived of his immortal body, and his soul was imprisoned in the desert of death, and Tian Yimeng relied on his powerful soul power to become an undead spirit who was not weaker than the holy rank, but he didn't expect to encounter a pervert like Ning Tianzhen, and in the case of a period of struggle to no avail, he used the power of his whole body to bombard the corpse god portrait above.

The corpse god portrait completely ignored Tianyimeng's attack, and spun faster and faster, gradually generating a powerful suction force that pulled her upwards.

She became more and more frightened in her heart, kept struggling, and looked at Ning Tianzhen with a pleading face, Ning Tianzhen still had no intention of stopping, Tianyimeng's face changed from fear to fierceness, and her hands suddenly stretched out and grabbed you innocently.

"Damn, is this okay?" Seeing that Tianyimeng's arm actually stretched out a few meters, the little wild boar was suddenly startled.

Long Ao let out a long roar, I don't know when there was a long sword in his hand, it was two meters long, the whole body was golden, and he slashed at the arm of Tianyimeng, but the long sword slashed through the arm but did not have any effect, the sharp sword qi left a deep scratch on the ground, and Tianyimeng's arm did not seem to be affected in any way and still grabbed Ning Tianzhen.

Startled by the strange scene in front of him, Long Ao stayed in place in a daze, Tianyimeng's expression became even more gloomy, Ning Tianzhen snorted coldly, the white bone jade coffin came out through the body and blocked in front of him, Tianyimeng's arm made a stabbing sound when it touched the jade pavilion, and a wisp of green smoke came out.

The soul body was damaged, Tian Yimeng withdrew his hands with a scream, his body became looming under the tearing of the portrait of the corpse god, and one figure after another was sucked into the portrait, and Tian Yimeng's face was constantly struggling to change.

I really don't know how many souls have been devoured to have today's cultivation, but once swallowed up by the portrait of the corpse god, the sharp and poignant sound made people creepy, and with the last soul being absorbed, the entire stone room suddenly became extremely silent, and the portrait of the corpse god and the white bone jade coffin turned into two bright lights, one red and one white, and flew back into Ning Tianzhen's body.

In the face of all this, the little wild boar has long been used to it, Long Ao is still standing quietly in place with a long sword, the little wild boar smiled and leaned over, looked at Long Ao's long sword and looked at it, and said stupidly: "The stinky loach didn't see it, you still have such an artifact? ”

Hearing the words of the little wild boar, Long Ao came back to his senses, the little wild boar's hand had already touched the hilt of the sword, Long Ao hurriedly stepped back, his right hand flipped, the golden light flashed, and the long sword disappeared.

"Stingy," the little boar pouted.

", don't pay attention to my Sky Splitting Sword. Long Ao raised his foot and kicked the little boar's buttocks, kicking him to the stone wall.

The little wild boar was not angry, patted his buttocks, and said sourly: "Isn't it just a broken sword, even the undead can't be hurt, and it's like a baby." ”

Ning Tianzhen ignored Long Ao and the little wild boar, and slowly walked towards the Ghost Envoy and the others, and the cold killing machine enveloped the entire stone room. With just one face-to-face effort, the master of the Netherworld Ghost Tomb was scattered, and several people were already frightened and kept retreating.

"There is one person among you who can get out of here" Ning Tianzhen stood with his hands in his hands, domineering.

Several people looked at each other, no one dared to speak, the strong man of Tang Tang Pozong didn't even have the courage to make a move in front of Ning Tianzhen, in this extremely depressed situation, the spirit of the two of them collapsed instantly, screamed, and fled backwards.

Once they lose their resistance, how fragile is human life, Ning Tianzhen just snorted coldly, and a powerful spiritual force instantly shot into the two of them's already collapsed divine consciousness, and suddenly, the two of them widened their eyes, their hands kept tearing their hair, and blood flowed out of their ears, eyes, nose and throat and fell to the ground, and they lost their lives after a few convulsions.

"There are eleven of you left" Ning Tian's innocent voice was like a ghost envoy who was bound by life, full of the yin aura of death.

The plague of death kept spreading among several people, and the little wild boar who watched was giggling happily on the side, leaning against the stone wall and throwing the brilliant gems into his mouth, and eating happily.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to kill you. "A man finally couldn't stand the erosion of death, and the smell of waiting for death drove him completely crazy.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. This time he didn't choose a spiritual attack, the seven stars stepped on the moon under his feet, the silver light flickered, and the figure floated again and again, and before everyone understood what was happening, a rain of blood was raised, and Ning Tianzhen tore a half-saint body in half with both hands.

There was a thick smell of blood wafting in the air, and everyone even gave up the last survival **, and completely became lambs to be slaughtered.

After a long time, I saw the ghost envoy slowly walk out, stared at Ning Tianzhen and said coldly: "I can tell you what you want to know, there is no need to embarrass them, let them go." ”

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