After the sound ended, a terrifying corpse qi lifted open the ancient temple and rushed into the sky. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is just a moment, the sky and the earth are vast, and there are terrible corpses everywhere, even the scorching sun in the sky is also covered by corpse gas, and the whole world is dark.

The corpse qi covered the natural underground, and hit the divine power defense cover, and actually made a "snort" sound, which made Jun Suifeng's face fusion, and this corpse qi also had a strong corrosive nature, which seemed to be able to corrode everything, even his divine spirit yuan power could not be spared.

In this situation, I don't want to understand that people under the Xuanwu Realm will be killed by this corpse qi in seconds. Fortunately, in this area of thousands of miles, the yin wind is constantly whistling, and the corpse qi is drifting, there should be no living people, otherwise, they will all suffer boundless pain under the corrosion of this corpse qi, and finally become unconscious zombies.

"It's so terrifying."

Seeing this, Jun Suifeng's heart was shocked, and he immediately pinched out the law decision, making the light of the protective shield around his body more and more blazing and stronger, temporarily stopping the corpse qi. Although this corpse qi is highly corrosive and can dissolve the divine element, the speed of dissolution is not fast.

"Yes, you can stop my corpse, so much so that I underestimated you." The strange voice sounded again, making Jun frown slightly with the wind, and his steps stepped up into the air, standing on the top of the sky, staring at the ancient temple with his eyes, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and said: "Your corpse qi is useless to me, get out." ”

Although his cultivation is only at the third level of the Divine Spirit Realm, the Divine Yuan is strong enough to be comparable to the seventh-layer martial artist of the Divine Spirit, how can he be helpless by just corpse qi. What really made him jealous was the creatures in the ancient temple.

"Boy, don't be complacent, this corpse qi can dissolve the divine element, you just temporarily block it, and you can't last long at all."

"Really?"

Jun Suifeng stared at the ancient temple indifferently, although this corpse aura was powerful, it could indeed dissolve the divine element, but he couldn't help it. He has a chaotic spiritual heart, and with the speed of this corpse demon dissolving the divine element, it is not as fast as his recovery, if it is so deadlocked, it will be hundreds of years, and this corpse demon can't help him.

"What the hell are you, why are you killing here?"

Jun Suifeng asked again, always feeling that something was wrong with this matter, and thinking about it carefully, this matter was strange everywhere. The strength of the creatures in the ancient temple is above him, even if he doesn't know that he has a chaotic spiritual heart, he shouldn't be in a stalemate with him like this.

The strong often do not use a war of attrition against a weak, since a war of attrition is used, then there are only two possibilities, one, the strength of the other party is not so strong, two. What is the other party deliberately procrastinating.

"Oh no, I've been tricked."

After Jun Suifeng carefully analyzed, his face suddenly turned pale, the existence of this ancient temple is definitely not the first situation. He could feel that powerful power exactly, and just as he turned to leave, just as Jun Suifeng was about to leave, a strange voice sounded again.

"Boom. Now understand, is it a little too late? ”

Suddenly, the overwhelming corpses were surging. Ten coffins descended out of thin air, standing in ten directions, blocking all the ways of Jun Suifeng, making his face change drastically, only to see that these coffins were glowing with blood-colored red light, and in the corpse ups and downs, a powerful sealing light rushed out, making this void tremble.

In just a moment, the red light formed a powerful enchantment, completely enveloping Jun Suifeng, and all sides were wrapped in red light, without any gaps.

"Silence Killing Fist."

Jun Suifeng was anxious that the two of them were in danger, without any hesitation, he sacrificed his own Dao form, a round of crescent moon appeared above his head, he improved all his combat power, the spirit and spirit were extremely sublimated, and a punch blasted out towards the red enchantment, and the violent fist power seemed to be able to shatter everything, that is, the void was broken open in this punch, making a terrible hissing sound.

In the face of Jun Sui's angry punch, as long as the realm is equal, I am afraid that there is no Tianjiao in the Six Realms Universe who can be calm, and even if someone takes it, it will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"Boom."

However, it was such a punch, bombarding the red barrier, but it only made a soft sound, and it did not break.

"Break it for me."

Seeing that a punch did not cause any damage to the enchantment, Jun flew with the wind, even more violent, and the world-shaking fist power blasted out one punch after another, at first, the enchantment was still not moving, but as the fist was like a raindrop, it continued to bombard at one point, and the whole enchantment began to be unstable, buzzing and trembling.

The void continued to shatter under the power of the earth-shattering fist, and a large black crack appeared around Jun Suifeng, only to see him clenching his hands into fists, constantly waving, and the speed was too fast to see.

"Hehe, don't waste your strength, I think that the cultivation of the Nirvana Realm, with the assistance of the ten Sealed Ancient Coffins, with the power of your God Breaking Realm, it is impossible to break this Red Sun Enchantment." A strange voice sneered, full of confidence in his own enchantment.

Then, not long after this sound fell, a "click" sound came out, and countless cracks began to spread around under the bombardment, Jun Suifeng's face was happy, and under his continuous bombardment, the Chiyang Enchantment finally broke a hole the size of a basin.

But in just an instant, the smile on Jun Suifeng's face froze, only to see a flash of red light, the Chiyang Enchantment was intact again, and the flesh and blood of his hands were blurred, this enchantment had a burning power, and the temperature was extremely high, and ordinary God Breaking Realm monks might not be able to touch it.

Even if his physical body is as strong as the wind, and he has the healing of the Chaos Spiritual Heart, he is also scarred under the continuous bombardment of this enchantment.

"It's useless, even if you go against the sky, but only the god breaks through the realm and cultivates, and you can't leave if you break the enchantment, the Chiyang Enchantment is under my blessing, you can't instantly collapse the enchantment, and the enchantment will always be restored."

Jun Suifeng's face turned cold and fell silent, the existence of the ancient temple is right, if this big array can't make him collapse instantly, as long as the other party still exists, even if he shatters it, it is useless, and the other party can repair the enchantment endlessly.

However, Jun Suifeng still has one last means, which should be able to destroy this Chiyang Enchantment, just by using that move, he will lose the strength of a battle in a short time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to leave here at that time.

It's just that at the moment, he has no choice but to give it a go.

The existence of the ancient temple saw that Jun was standing in the void with the wind, the light of his body skyrocketed, his left hand and right hand swiped at the same time, as if he was drawing a square circle, and sneered: "Don't be in vain, I've delayed enough time, old friend, let's talk about it first." ”

"What should I call you, Jun Suifeng, or Twin Pupils, or Bai Fei, the Holy Lord of Benevolence?" The strange voice came to an end, and the tone became respectful.

As soon as these words came out, Jun Dashao, who was originally unmoved, trembled obviously, stopped the use of Fang Yuan's technique, turned to look at the ancient temple, and asked with strong uneasiness: "Who are you, what are you holding me for, and what do you know?" ”

"I'm just a dried corpse, long dead at your hands, but I didn't expect God to give me life again." This time, the voice was melodious, and it seemed to be full of nostalgia for his past. (To be continued.) )