Chapter 742: Looking for Death!

Lu Feng's face was gloomy, he had just noticed the strange fluctuation, and before he could react, he heard a terrible scream in an instant, and dozens of strong corpses were split in half, and various internal organ fragments were scattered on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"What people!"

"Bold!"

A strong man roared angrily, and among the dozens of people who were wiped out in that instant, there was also a strong man who had reached the sixth change, the Void Holy Change.

Swish!

The bloody sky was occupied by dark clouds, and many gaps were cracked, and dozens of ghostly black figures suddenly swept out, and in a flash, they rushed directly into the crowd.

And when they rushed through the crowd, a dead air filled the air, and dozens of bright blood flowers bloomed, and there was a fist-sized blood hole in the center of their eyebrows.

After a flash, these dozens of figures jumped in the space in an instant, and quickly disappeared in front of them.

"Necromantic Guard. ā€

Lu Feng looked at this group of necromantic guards, and his heart sank suddenly.

Although the number of necromantic guards who appeared was small, the black robes on their bodies concealed their fluctuations.

Unless you are within a hundred meters, there will be a slight fluctuation, but by then it will be too late.

At this time, because of the Necromantic Guard, many strong people had extremely ugly faces, and there was both horror and anger in their eyes.

Just now, the Necromantic Guard only made two moves, but the consequences were extremely terrifying, and more than a dozen Martial Realms died in their hands.

The fierce battle before was only a few dozen people fell.

In the sky, the old man raising ghosts frowned, he didn't care how many people died, but if he let the necromantic guard go down, he might not be able to complete the task assigned by the slaughter saint at that time.

His drowsy gaze glanced at the space, the rules of the Holy Dao were pervasive, but he couldn't detect any trace of them.

"Haha, old man raising ghosts, how does this feel?"

The golden-armored man's smug laughter rang out.

This is the Necromantic Guard, the most mysterious legion of the Imperial Dynasty, and even the Ruijin Army is completely inferior to them.

"It's really troublesome, but just a few dozen guys who can only hide can affect the situation of the battle?"

"You'd be wrong to ignore the role of the Necromancy. ā€

The golden-armored man's words fell, and the spear fell, and then it was like a terrifying spear shuttling through the void, bringing a trembling light, and falling straight to the center of his eyebrows.

Bang!

The old man's handprint of raising ghosts changed, the gloomy power of the Dao spread out, and a huge seal engraved with the word 'death' spread, and it was instantly blasted away.

Sensing the strength of the old man who raised ghosts, the golden-armored man's face was solemn, and each shot swept out, and the surging power poured fiercely.

The black beam of light that burst out from the 'death' mark was contaminated with flesh and blood, and immediately corroded life.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still one person to contain the old man who raised ghosts, there would be only one way for this golden-armored man to retreat.

Rumble!

The golden light cut from the tip of the golden-armored man's spear, and the quasi-saint power was unreserved, and the dazzling light suddenly blocked the old man who raised ghosts.

Laugh at!

And at this moment, the void suddenly turbulent, and where the old man raised ghosts, a black shadow swept over, and then the fierce black light stabbed at the head of the old man at a strange angle.

Jingling!

The violent sound of gold and iron splashed with dazzling sparks, and in front of the old man who raised ghosts, a bronze figure appeared.

"Corpse golem?"

A black shadow flashed, this person was a quasi-saint in the Necromantic Guard, and there was a deep surprise in his eyes.

His lethal attack was difficult to ignore even if it was a quasi-saint, but it only left a white spot on this corpse puppet, and he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.

"Necromancy is really powerful, you are a good material, I really want to refine you into a corpse puppet. ā€

The old man's mournful voice sounded, like a ghost sound, which made people shudder.

But his gaze at the corpse puppet was extremely hot, and his big dry hand caressed it, and his face showed a look of intoxication.

This corpse puppet body is comparable to a holy relic, even a saint would not want to destroy it easily, and it is also his biggest capital to raise ghosts and old people to conquer the heavens and fierce fields.

"You want to refine me into a corpse puppet? ā€

The black shadow sneered, and Sen Han's gaze had a condensed killing intent.

Rumble!

The old ghost raised didn't say much, and as soon as he raised his fingers, the corpse puppet waved its rock-like arm and slammed forward, and the shock wave that shook up swept through the world for thousands of meters.

As a necromantic guard, the black shadow was naturally not afraid of the old man who raised ghosts, and he slammed into the past with a cold snort.

....

"These necromancers!"

The killing intent lingered in Lu Feng's eyes, and just now, he saw someone sneaking up on the Tiger Wolf Army.

If it weren't for Xiaohu's keen perception and timely discovery, it would have lost some people.

"The Necromancy is too threatening to let them go. ā€

Lu Feng groaned in his heart, and his body was already rushing towards the Tiger Wolf Army.

However, at this moment, a creepy feeling came to my heart, and my bones were filled with a piercing chill.

The black figure was silent, the fluctuations were imperceptible, and five black lights stretched out, and suddenly, the five sharp edges left a rich dead aura in the space, and they swept away towards the landing peak.

It is rumored that in the distant primeval period, there was a sect called Yama Luo Zong, which contained a copy of Yama Death and Prison Gong.

Later, the Emperor obtained this Yama Death Prison Skill, and he used it to establish the Necromantic Guard, so their attacks had a kind of death like the Yama Death Prison.

"In front of me, you still want to sneak attack, looking for death!"

Although the fluctuations of the Necromantic Guard were weak, once they made a move, they were immediately detected by Lu Feng's spiritual power as high as the sixtieth order.

The palm of his hand was held forward, and five finger marks appeared in the void, like an invisible big hand, directly grabbing the past.

"Huh!"

At the moment when the five black rays shattered, the necromantic guard sighed lightly, and his body moved, and he wanted to hide the void again with the help of the black robe.

"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, stay!"

The wind surged, Lu Feng's body was as fast as lightning, and instantly appeared in front of the Necromantic Guard, and an astonishing wave swept out, and the majestic power turned into a green dragon that looked at the heavens and the earth, flashing with the brilliance of inscriptions.

After the green dragon appeared, the dragon claw pressed forward, and struck directly at the chest of the necromantic guard.

A mouthful of blood spat out, and the necromantic guard retreated backwards like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, he also knew that he was not Lu Feng's opponent.

After stabilizing his body, his toes tapped in the void and struck out a huge Yama Death Palm.

Bang!

Lu Feng pointed and triggered a twisted vortex, which burst open the Yama Death Palm in an instant, and the rich death qi instantly enveloped him.

The blood chakra veins surged in his body like waves and rivers, easily dissolving the power of the dead qi, and he spat out a mouthful of turbid gas.

"What! can you ignore my dead air?"

The necromantic guard looked at the figure stepping out of the dead air, his eyes full of horror.

"Don't use this trick of yours in front of me. ā€

Lu Feng's face was expressionless, the methods of this necromantic guard were also weird, if it weren't for the strange veins like the blood chakra, I am afraid it would really cause some trouble.

Hearing Lu Feng's words, the black light around the Necromantic Guard's body surged, and black ripples flashed, and in an instant, his figure disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

However, Lu Feng's palm swirled, and the silver light of the Xuanshen rune appeared, and the slightest leakage of the forbidden power instantly made the figure of the necromantic guard flee pause for a moment.

The moment of pause was undoubtedly fatal, and the necromantic guard's pupils saw a swirl of white light sweep out, instantly engulfing it into a cloud of blood mist.

"It's weird, I found his traces within 500 meters of my spiritual power. ā€

Lu Feng's brows furrowed, and when his eyes turned, when those necromantic guards appeared, imperceptible light patterns would appear around his body.

"I see. ā€

At this time, he had a faint understanding in his heart.