The ancient corpse opened his eyes suddenly, colliding with Zhang Xiaopaw's gaze.

This is a pair of black and white, clear and translucent human eyes. It's a bit big, bigger than Zhang Xiaopaw's fist. Its gaze is indifferent yet majestic, like a king inspecting the world, scanning his own realm and subjects.

As soon as he was stared at by these eyes, Zhang Xiaopaw's heart trembled violently, his knees bent, and he almost knelt down and surrendered on the spot.

At the same time, to his shock, he found that this ancient corpse was completely different from the ancient corpse he had just killed, this ancient corpse not only looked normal with a pair of eyes, except for the large ones, they were the same as human eyes, and all other parts of the body looked normal.

It sat there with its ** body on, there was not a single red hair on its body, there was not a single corpse poison mark, there was no decay and decay, and there was no foul smell, except that the skin was abnormally sickly pale, there was nothing abnormal, and even the normal blood flowing in the green tendons under his skin could be seen.

"I am Hughes, the ancient god of war, the gods of the nine heavens, the demons of the nine shadows, and the ghosts of the nine mansions.

The ancient corpse looked at Zhang Xiaopaw with a pair of eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out words, his voice was loud, like a morning bell and dusk drum, containing endless majesty, echoing in the tomb, constantly shaking Zhang Xiaopaw's mind.

"Will it survive?!" Listening to the loud voice of the ancient corpse, Zhang Xiaopaw was frightened, and a terrifying suspicion emerged in his heart.

"Kneel!" the ancient corpse suddenly raised his eyebrows angrily, his tongue thundered, and he shouted angrily.

The angry thunder was in the air, the coercion covered the top, Zhang Xiaopaw's heart was broken, and he was about to kneel down and surrender as soon as his knees bent. The ghost pupils in the eyebrows suddenly shot out a beam of essence light, shining on the ancient corpse, and the scenery in front of Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly changed, where is there any ancient corpse like a living person, it is clearly a corpse monster covered with red hair.

One of its hands was pressing its five fingers on the top of the head of the Heavenly Martial Daoist, and the red hair like a tentacle wanted to drill into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the Heavenly Martial Daoist, but it was resisted by the light emitted by the ancient lamp in the arms of the Heavenly Martial Daoist.

"!" Zhang Xiaopaw knew that he was confused by the fantasy created by the ancient corpse, and he delayed a lot of time, so he couldn't help but curse angrily, and immediately kicked on the ground, and his body burst out, pounced on the ancient corpse two hundred steps away.

took two drops of blood in a row, and Zhang Xiaopaw's face instantly turned as white as paper. His Dao soul trembled violently and almost collapsed.

Demon Suppression Demon Punishment Immortal Talisman!

This is the most powerful spell that Zhang Xiaoshu has learned.

Although he didn't understand why he chose the name "Zhu Xian" because it was obviously a demon subjugation, it didn't affect him from casting this spell.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaopu's body rose into the sky, and the Ninety-Nine Evil Money Sword carried a huge talisman containing the power of the ghost pupil and slashed at the head of the ancient corpse. At the same time, the red pupils of the ghost in the eyebrows shone brightly, shining on the ancient corpse's whole body, burning its body.

"Even ants, dare to swing a sword at me, I will give you a death!"

The mouth opens and closes, and the mouth speaks.

As he spoke, it slapped its left hand at Zhang Xiaopaw, and it was the first to strike, so fast that Zhang Xiaopaw didn't have any time to react.

"Ahh But this was already his fastest speed, and he couldn't dodge the slap of the ancient corpse at all.

Just when Zhang Xiaopaw was in grief and despair, a golden light suddenly appeared in the air around him, and huge chains linked by golden talismans fell from the sky, instantly wrapping around the body of the ancient corpse, firmly imprisoning its torso and limbs.

Roar –

The ancient corpse roared angrily, and with a shock of its body, it broke all the talisman chains that bound its body.

However, it was this moment of time that bought enough time for Zhang Xiaopaw, and the money sword slashed fiercely at the head of the ancient corpse, and the power of the immortal talisman containing the power of the ghost pupil exploded, and it slashed into the head of the ancient corpse more than a foot deep with a snort.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Xiaopaw drove all the remaining power of the ghost pupil and injected it into the ancient corpse through the body of the money sword.

Syllable!

The ancient corpse's slap came a moment too late, but it still swatted Zhang Xiaopaw out like a fly. Fortunately, at the critical moment, a star wall curtain stood in front of him, blocking most of the power of the ancient corpse's slap for him.

Jingle Bell –

The money sword was also smashed by this palm, and eighty-one ancient coins were scattered everywhere.

Zhang Xiaopaw's body fell to the ground like a meteor, and he slammed into the wall hundreds of steps away before stopping, and fell to the ground and passed out directly.

The ancient corpse hugged its head and howled miserably, but soon it was silent, because its entire head had been annihilated in the green smoke, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, annihilating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The red hairs floating in the burial chamber instantly lost their color, and all of them withered and fell to the ground.

"Dog's day, I finally escaped this catastrophe!" "The Heavenly Martial Daoist smiled bitterly, closed his eyes while holding the black ancient lamp that had been extinguished, and passed out.

It was he who rescued Zhang Xiaopaw twice at the critical moment.

Two figures shot from the direction of Shimen, and Butcher Zhang and Wen Buwu were late.

As soon as Wen Buwufu entered the door, he directly pounced on Zhang Xiaopu, who fell at the root of the tomb wall, his eyes flashed with a scorching greedy light, Zhang Butcher suddenly swung his knife and slashed at Wen Buwu, Wen Buwu scolded angrily, and was forced to swing his sword to resist, and then fought with Zhang Butcher.

If the two have a deep feud in the sea of blood, they are merciless in their hands, and they want to kill each other.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 moves were exchanged, and no one got a little bargain, but was so tired that they were out of breath, and finally slapped each other to distance themselves.

"Old fellow, I haven't seen you for decades, and you're still so powerful. Wen Buwu stared at Butcher Zhang with gloomy eyes.

"Each other, each other. Butcher Zhang also stared at Wen Buwu with an unkind face.

"There are strange treasures in the sky, and those who can live in them. Old guy, you

What do you mean?" asked Wen Buwu.

"If you dare to touch him, the old man will kill your whole family and destroy your wolf's den, and no one will be left!" Butcher Zhang said with a fierce gaze and a nail.

Butcher Zhang can lie, for example, if he tells Zhang Xiaopu that his name is Old Soldier Zhang, he is lying, but in the matter of killing, he has always been strict and serious, and has never told a word of lie.

"Heh, is it scary to be an old man?" Wen Buwu came out of the wolf's den, and he was not a master to be provoked, and sneered: "Are you still the butcher of Zhang back then?"

"Although the old man has not been in the south for decades, it is not difficult to destroy you in a Heavenly Wolf Mountain. If you don't believe it, go back now, and the old man will give you a month to prepare. Butcher Zhang sneered, completely ignoring Heavenly Wolf Mountain.

Wen Buwu's eyes flickered, his face was slightly ugly, and he was quite jealous of Butcher Zhang's words.

People only knew that Butcher Zhang fled from the south to the north, but they forgot all about his prestige in the south. At that time, his prestige in the south had reached the height of raising his arms and calling out all the troops to kneel and claim the king, so he would be transferred to the north by Su Hanlin. Of course, he himself is willing to go to Northern Xinjiang, otherwise Su Hanlin may not be able to move him.

People don't know, but Wen Buwu knows, so when he heard Butcher Zhang say that he raised his arms, he really felt a little less confident in his heart. And he still hasn't figured out why Butcher Zhang appeared in the south, and what is the purpose of his coming to the south?

Wen Buwu didn't ask Butcher Zhang, because he knew that if he asked Butcher Zhang, he wouldn't tell him.

He looked at Zhang Xiaopu, who was blocked by Butcher Zhang, and his tone softened a little, and asked, "What does this kid have to do with you?"

"A young friend who kills the enemy side by side on the battlefield can be entrusted with life and death. Butcher Zhang replied.

Wen Buwu's expression was slightly unwilling: "He has such a strange treasure, if the old man doesn't take it, someone will always take it." ”

"Hehe" Butcher Zhang smiled and said, "The old man is very optimistic about him and plans to protect him for ten years." ”

"Ten years?" Wen Buwu pouted and sneered, "The old man still thinks you want to protect him for a hundred years? Oh, forget, I'm afraid you won't live for many years." ”

"Each other, each other. Butcher Zhang said.

"What can you do to protect him for ten years?" asked Wen Buwu.

"Ten years can shake the world. Butcher Zhang said.

"Are you so optimistic about this kid?" Wen Buwu couldn't help but be moved, his eyes looked at Zhang Xiaopu, and then he was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm afraid that some people will say good things on their lips, but secretly do some dirty things to guard and steal. "If you can't get the strange treasure on Zhang Xiaopu, it's really hard to be unwilling, but with Butcher Zhang's obstruction, it will definitely be difficult to get hold of it now, so I can only disgust Butcher Zhang for two sentences to make myself feel more comfortable.

It's a pity that Butcher Zhang doesn't talk to him at all, because there are too many people who scold him, and trash talk like Wen Buwu can't be ranked at all.