The white bone giant grabbed the camera and went away, directly taking Mo Tianshao's 'demon' and 'fire' words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The latter's expression was awe-inspiring, and with a bang, the blood-colored thunder surged, and the blue thunder and fire raged.

The huge claws of white bones as big as mountains were immediately split into thousands of holes by the blood-colored thunder, and then burned into nothingness by the blue thunder fire.

This is the power of immortal punishment, the ordinary attack of the white-robed old man can't resist that kind of lore at all, you know, Ye Qingfang had to spend a lot of means in the face of these three thousand thunder methods.

The power of the blood-colored thunder continued unabated, and it continued to kill the white-robed old man.

The latter was awe-inspiring, and quickly retreated, and the white bone Dao Lotus suspended above his head, falling thousands of white mist, firmly protecting him, blocking the bombardment of blood-colored thunder and the burning of blue thunder.

"Eighteen Soul Sleepers of the Corpse Control Curse!" Mo Tianshao let out a long roar, and quickly pinched the magic technique with both hands.

Mysterious formations shot out of his hands and slammed into the earth, immediately shining into the sky, and the earth trembled.

Countless cracks spread out, and bronze ancient coffins as big as mountains sprung up from the depths of the cracks, carrying an evil aura.

I saw the eighteen ancient coffins emerging from the earth.

The white-robed old man frowned slightly, stared at Mo Tianshao with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, how did you learn the corpse control spell of my Walking Corpse Sect?" ”

"No comment!" Mo Tianshao replied.

As soon as his mind moved, the lids of the eighteen ancient coffins collapsed violently, and one after another gloomy ghosts rushed out of the ancient coffins.

Crowds, with an eerie evil aura and a mighty thunderous aura.

These are the corpses of emperors dressed in ancient imperial costumes.

As soon as the corpses of the three thousand emperors came out, the heavens and the earth trembled.

With the breakthrough of cultivation, Mo Tianshao's comprehension of the corpse control spell naturally deepened a lot, and he summoned eighteen bronze ancient coffins in one go, which was the first time he had done it.

"There is thunder in the corpse qi, and the emperor's corpse has actually been tempered?!" The white-robed old man was surprised, looking at the corpse of the emperor surrounded by thunder and lightning, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Suddenly, he understood, and stared at the 'demon' and 'fire' words: "The three thousand thunder methods are really mysterious, they have gradually tempered the corpses of emperors who are full of corpses to such a point, looking at the achievements of these emperor corpses, if they continue to rely on the thunder method in the future, they will inevitably enter a higher level." ”

The white-robed old man obviously found that each of the three thousand emperor corpses had a Qi Gathering Realm double cultivation, which was even worse than ordinary Qi Gathering Realm double cultivators, they were actually under Mo Tianshao's tempering, constantly improving, and their cultivation had improved.

Roar!

The corpses of the three thousand emperors roared angrily in the sky, and their blood-soaked golden eyes flashed with a cold cold light, staring at the white-robed old man.

Then they swarmed up, like a pack of wolves hunting.

Thunder howled, and the wind blew around.

It was a very strange picture.

The white-robed old man was not afraid, and the white bone Dao Lotus on his head greeted him in one step.

His seemingly thin body was actually solid steel, and his hands full of old skin were clenched into fists, and the white mist rolled.

He rushed into the wolves like a fierce tiger, and with a punch, an emperor's corpse burst and turned into powder.

With both fists banged, several emperor corpses were destroyed in an instant.

It was a one-sided massacre.

The three thousand emperor corpses, that is, the monks of the three thousand Qi Gathering Realm Dual Realm, wanted to join forces to kill the white-robed old man in the half-step Transformation Realm, but they still couldn't do it.

The killing continues, the roar grows, the energy overflows, and the wind rolls.

The white-robed old man seemed to be addicted to killing, and a hearty laugh came out of his mouth: "I want to use the eighteen spirit beds of my corpse control spell to deal with the old man, boy, you are still stunned." ”

"The old man will let you see today, the highest secret of the corpse control spell - the immortal corpse curse!"

Hearing this, Mo Tianshao suddenly changed color.

The highest secret of the corpse control spell is the 'fairy corpse curse'.

It is said that this spell can manipulate the corpses of immortals and use them for their own use.

"With my blood, burn my spirit, break through the darkness, and awaken eternity. The gods who sleep within me, I manifest in my soul and awaken from the darkness of eternity. The white-robed old man recited a spell on his forehead, and the white mist rolled all over his body more and more frantically, blowing his white robe, and hunting.

The heavens and the earth changed color, and black mysterious dao patterns appeared around his body, and the dark blue ghost claws poked out of the mysterious dao patterns and grabbed the chest of the white-robed old man.

Immediately afterwards, the white-robed old man bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of essence blood dripped out and landed on his chest.

The ghost claws began to tear, and they actually pulled out a black hole in their chest, but no blood flowed out, which was very weird.

Mo Tianshao watched from afar, staring at the huge hole in the old man's chest.

The black hole is like an eternal dark universe, capable of swallowing people's hearts and minds, and making people's souls tremble.

At the same time, a terrifying aura surged out of the black hole.

Countless ghost claws dug deep into the black hole, constantly tearing out.

'Bang la-la', 'Bang la-la'...

The sound of iron ropes came from the black hole, and each ghost claw clutched a blood-colored iron chain as thick as a giant python.

The blood-colored iron chain had black sealing runes on it, flashing with a strange light, exuding a cold aura.

Gradually, a mutilated corpse bound by thousands of blood-colored chains was revealed.

It was a corpse carved out of crystal, but it was flesh and blood, and through the crystal body, you could clearly see the red veins and lines.

The corpse, with a severed hand and a foot.

The size of the appearance is the same as that of a person.

It's just that the years have carved the traces of time on his crystal body, mottled and wrinkled, like an old man in the twilight.

His skin is blue-gray, which is the color that occurs when a person dies, and that changes also occur after the death of an immortal.

"It's the corpse of the Yuan Immortal!" There was an exclamation of thunder in his head.

"Yuan Xian?"

"Man, Yuan, Spirit, Earth, Heaven, King, Emperor, King, Emperor, Emperor. The Heavenly Realm Immortals are divided into nine ranks, just like the Mortal Realm Cultivators. In the mortal world, ninety-five become immortals, and in the heavenly realm, ninety-five is the emperor. The human immortal is the lowest, and above the human immortal is the Yuan immortal. Lei Jue explained.

"After the immortal corpse died for endless years, there is still a trace of vitality in the rotten corpse, and those who can maintain a trace of vitality under the endless years are at least Yuan Immortals. Boy, be careful, although the corpse of the Yuan Immortal has been dead for endless years, its body has long dried up, and its power is not as good as before it was alive, but after its death, the vitality and even resentment contained in the corpse are also comparable to that of the First Heavy Cultivator of the Transformation Realm. ”

"Habitat one?" Mo Tianshao was so frightened that he almost stared out of his eyes.

It was a level he had never seen before, except, of course, the giant god soldier summoned by Evil Yuxuan.

If Mo Tianshao is a first-step Transformation Habitat powerhouse, there is still a chance to fight or even escape.

Then, in the face of a powerhouse that is truly comparable to the Avatar Realm, he will not have any chance.

Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan.

Mo Tianshao knew that if he didn't leave at this time, if he wanted to leave, he might be too late.

"Boy, do you think you'll be able to escape?" The white-robed old man sneered, and his mind moved.

Whoa!

The blood-colored chains trembled, and the black runes on them quickly faded.

The bound remnants of the Yuan Immortal were freed, and a terrifying momentum was released, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the space shattered.

The eyes that had been closed for an unknown number of years suddenly opened, dark and empty, like the starry sky of the universe, bottomless.

Dark eyes stared at Mo Tianshao.

The remnants of the Yuan Immortal roared angrily, and the roar turned into a bell wave and surged away.

The endless ocean trembled violently at this moment, rolling up monstrous waves, and the suspended island was actually torn apart and shattered under the roar.

It was an unimaginable terror force.

Mo Tianshao took a positive slap and spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood on the spot.

Fortunately, he is protected by the Thunder God Armor Phantom, otherwise, he will definitely be seriously injured and even collapsed.

"The powerhouse of the Transformation Realm is so terrifying!" Mo Tianshao gasped, swallowed the elixir quickly, healed the injuries in his body, and restored the lost spiritual power.

Before he was ready to fight back, the remnant corpse of the Yuan Immortal, with one in his right hand, quickly grew in size and crushed down from a high altitude.

The palm of the hand changed for a while, and it turned into a mountain, which was completely made of steel, giving people a thick feeling.

Rushing down from the sky, it felt like it could crush the island completely.

The art of change, turning stones into gold.

These are all things that a strong person in the meta-habitat can do.

Seeing the remnant corpse of the Yuan Immortal, one hand transformed into a huge mountain of steel, Mo Tianshao's heart was cold, he knew that he was afraid that this duel would be more than auspicious.