A piercing screech rang out. 》. し

Three thousand arrows, like locusts, were scattered all over the world, and they shot towards the black-robed man.

It's like a rain of arrows.

The black-robed man remained indifferent and walked forward step by step.

The rain of arrows finally fell on him.

Everyone held their breath and stared.

The arrows that were strong enough to shoot through the three-inch thick iron plate failed to pierce the black robe.

The black-robed man walked out of the rain of arrows.

Indifferent.

A disciple of the Holy Sword Sect snorted softly, and a flying sword came out of its sheath and shot towards the black-robed man, straight towards the door.

The black-robed man didn't dodge, didn't block, didn't even look up, the sword slammed into his face, and then broke in two.

The disciple of the Holy Sword Sect, whose realm had reached the middle stage of the Broken Tribulation, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Let's get on it!" Several disciples and disciples were injured and shouted softly.

Immediately after, countless magic weapons, countless spiritual powers, and countless Dao spells collided towards the black-robed man.

"Hydro waves!"

"Fireball!"

"Ice and Snow!"

……

All of a sudden, there were countless sounds of breaking the air and screaming between the coalition forces of the Four Holy Lands and the black-robed people, full of colors and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and countless dense potholes appeared on the ground within a hundred zhang, and it was a mess.

The black-robed man walked slowly, and there was no damage to the clothes.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord's eyebrows moved slightly: "It's such a strong corpse qi." ”

The Wind Lord raised his face and said, "The Ten Thousand Corpses Realm is indeed in collusion with the Flame Spirit Gate. ”

Fan Shanhe: "This person is extremely strong. ”

Sulflake Hime: "What are the odds?" ”

"Three wins and seven losses!"

When Xue Huaji, Feng Zhu and the others heard this, they immediately took a breath of cool air.

The mana in the hands of several people flowed, and the defense around them suddenly increased, ready to deal with this strong enemy in the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm.

The voice of the corpse of the West Expedition was low: "You don't have to do it, I'm just here to see the Flame Spirit Gate." ”

The disciple surnamed Wang shouted, "My lord, you have been invited down from the Upper Realm by my Flame Spirit Sect at a great cost. ”

The corpse of the West Expedition did not move, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.

The disciple surnamed Wang suddenly felt a little cold in his body, and then he felt that his hands and feet couldn't move, and a wisp of black gas came out of his nose.

"Ah......h

The disciple surnamed Wang turned into a pool of black water.

A few of the surrounding disciples retched.

The remaining elders did not dare to say another word.

Although they invited the corpse of the Western Expedition, they did not have the courage to ask the corpse of the Western Expedition to do anything now.

"I'm a little bit related to the Flame Spirit Gate!" The hoarse voice of the corpse of the West Expedition Ke seemed to have magical powers, so that everyone did not dare to speak casually, as if anyone who intervened would die when he spoke.

The corpse of the Western Expedition shook his black robe: "It seems that I am the first gate master of the Flame Spirit Gate to ascend to the upper realm. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xuehuaji's chest was difficult to flatten, and the sword in Fan Shanhe's hand was also clenched tightly.

Xue Hua Ji: "How could it be, how did the power of the Flame Spirit Gate soar and become a member of the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm." ”

However, the remaining elders of the Flame Spirit Gate turned from desperate frustration to crazy surprises.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the Flame Spirit Gate, and the Flame Spirit Gate was saved."

"The predecessors, it is Nafan Shanhe and Xuehuaji, who designed to kill the contemporary door master Huo Yanyan and the great elder Guishan Shou."

"Kill the people of the Four Holy Lands and re-strengthen my Flame Spirit Gate."

The triangular-eyed disciple also flattered: "We are willing to follow our predecessors and go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire." ”

At this time, the four holy places, which were already overwhelming, were a little embarrassed.

If it is a battle, the black-robed person in front of him can obviously fight against 10,000 people in one body, except for Fan Shanhe, Xuehuaji and others who can fight with him, those elites brought are not his opponents at all.

If you retreat, then the four holy lands will lose face. Several holy places joined forces, but they couldn't shake a flame spirit gate that had always been weak.

Snowflake's brows were even more solemn.

The sword of the mountains and rivers is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the corpse of the Xizheng guest sighed, "It turns out that it has changed." ”

Subsequently, the corpse of the West Expedition departed.

"Left?"

"How so?"

"Alas! Could it be that I can't wait for the weapon, the heavens will kill my flame spiritual gate. ”

Several of the elders of the Flame Spirit Sect were stunned, and those disciples were even more directly petrified.

This great power of the Flame Spirit Gate, regardless of the life and death of the Flame Spirit Gate, took a look at it and walked away.

The corpse of the guest in the west walked slowly.

The elites of the Four Holy Lands retreated to both sides like a tide, and no one dared to stop him.

The black robe was tightly wrapped from beginning to end, and that face was always hidden behind the black mist.

Wherever he went, the grass on the ground withered rapidly.

He came in a low profile and left in silence.

He walked slowly, like an old man on the verge of death.

Walk all the way to the south towards the Kendo Sect.

Xue Huaji sighed softly: "It's good that he's gone, he makes me very unhappy." Dead all over. ”

Wind Lord: "Snow Flower Ji has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, and I'm afraid that a corpse won't make it." ”

Sulflake Hime: "It can be said that vitality and death are mutually reinforcing. ”

Most of the people in the Four Holy Lands didn't know the purpose of this black-robed man coming here, only Fan Shanhe's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Sulflake asked.

"The black-robed man came and went, and took away all the luck of the Flame Spirit Gate." Where mountains and rivers spread the word.

Xuehuaji's delicate body was shocked: "Like this! ”

……

Half a day later, Ying Yunmo appeared behind Xi Zhengke and said, "This is the grand killing you are talking about? ”

Xi Zhengke was silent for a moment and said, "I temporarily changed my attention. ”

Shadow Cloud Mo asked, "Why?" ”

Xi Zhengke said: "Those people are alive and useful. ”

Ying Yunmo's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "I don't think you dare to kill, right?" Let's not talk about how much power it takes to kill the elites of the Four Holy Lands, just one mortal mountain and river, if it is really life and death, I am afraid that you will also kill a thousand enemies and lose seven or eight hundred, and when the time comes, how will you deal with it? ”

Xi Zhengke's footsteps were sluggish, and he suddenly raised his head to look ahead, the cold wind blew on him, the black robe was like a flag, and the black smoke in front of him was rolling endlessly like a sea of clouds.

He didn't answer Ying Yunmo's question, but continued to walk forward.

"Little Prince, follow me!"

Ying Yunmo suddenly grinned and said, "I almost forgot, you still have to deal with Yunmo." ”

"Heh, there are still some bonds between you and him, and I need to cut them off!"

Ying Yunmo: "I'm curious, why am I the little prince of the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm. ”

"That's right, you are the little prince who is the most favored little prince of the white-faced corpse king. However, it's normal that you've forgotten now. ”

"However, the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm has repeatedly dealt with my ontology Yun Mo......"

"Wrong! You and him have no ontological separation, you are you, and he is him. ”

Ying Yunmo's expression changed: "What if I haven't shown up yet, and Yun Mo has been killed by the hanging corpse and the five heavenly punishment ancient corpses?" ”

Xi Zhengke's corpse smiled gloomily: "Whether he lives or dies, it doesn't matter to you." He is born, and as soon as he casts his first doppelganger, you are reborn. He dies, then you occupy his *. ”

The corners of Ying Yunmo's mouth moved: "Ten Thousand Corpses Realm, it's really a big game of chess." ”