"Hoo ......"

Wu Potian's eyes were dull, clinging to the wet stone wall, and he stared at the dried corpse nearby, intentionally or unintentionally.

"This dry corpse ......"

Through the dry hair that was about to break off, there was a slight yellowishness, and the blood-colored tips that had been wiped off were stained on it, and the extremely empty eyes conveyed a little pain.

What's going on?

Could it be that the dry corpse has become conscious?

The corpse, even dead, wears out consciousness, and is not conscious, and it is by no means flesh and blood.

There can be no pain!

Zhu Fulu was suspicious, and his tight brows became thicker and thicker.

Bai Tianheng also seemed to notice that something was wrong, the movements of this dry corpse were very consistent, even if he was light, it was impossible to control it to such a point, right?

It's just that his brain seems to be a little short-circuited, and he didn't react for a while.

"This dry corpse is what those dead warriors became!"

Suddenly, a frightened warrior behind the four of them trembled, his face was pale, and he had no qualification.

"Shhh

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people thought it out directly as if they had the finishing touch......

I said, why is this dry corpse so elusive that it can't be killed, it turns out that it was changed by a killed warrior!

"Here we go again!"

Staring at the puppet that had been slaughtered, the raised stone sword ran out horizontally, carrying a sharp aura and the sound of breaking the air, exploding in the crowded corridor.

"There's no way, I can only find a way to resist this wave first!"

Bai Heng believed in the condensation of white aura, waved his fists, up and down, and his bare forearms were red, exuding a little fierceness.

Boom! Boom!

A series of agitations, Wu Potian raised an invisible film of light, blocking the front, those puppet long swords and big axes, for a while, the sound of metal collision was endless.

"Xuanwu Aegis!"

Bang la blah.

Homeopathically, those puppets and the like, their volumes, the fierce sword qi swept through the warriors around them, and wherever the sword blade went, whether it was the martial spirit or the martial king, all died of hatred!

Poof......

The blood stained the surrounding corridors, and the pervasive blood qi was like an invisible giant net of bondage, giving other warriors the oppression of death.

If this continues, even if all the warriors are put here, it won't be long before there are a few left......

And those who survived were designated as only those four.

During the day, the four of them fought one after another, struggling to support, without foreign aid, and without the addition of follow-up power, they didn't know how long they could hold out, and how long others could last.

......

"Ahhh

And just like that, it didn't take long.

The wails faded, and a roaring argument attributed everything to the sound of the golem waving and rubbing.

I saw that Qing Tingxuan's eyes were flooded with red light, he opened his mouth, roared loudly one after another, gathered a ball of blue light, and looked for this to burst out.

Suddenly, a roar similar to a demon beast sounded from Qing Tingxuan's body, and at the palm of his raised hand, a long light was condensed, bright and dazzling, whether it was the blood monster or the puppet glowing black, it could not be compared for a while, if it was to compete, it would only be eclipsed.

"Green Dragon Glaive!"

"You damned puppet corpses, all die to this prince!

The fierce roar was endless, and the blue light gradually emerged along with the tactful green dragon.

Thundered.

Thundered.

The aura of squeezing and killing was endless, and the darkness around was instantly wiped out, replaced by an endless blue light.

The long-lasting light seemed to be able to reach the netherworld, shining on the ancient immortal dome, and the explosion sounded immediately, accompanied by the cracking sound, the green dragon swept in as if it was devastating, rolling up gusts of wind, blowing away the dried corpses, warriors, and puppets around the surrounding sides.

Some of the dried corpses were even worse, like a swaggering duckweed, standing up from death and running rampant, and then turning into ashes from nothingness.

"Oooooooooo......oo

"Quack Quack ......"

In the loud noise, it seemed to be the sound of those demon beasts.

The three people standing not far away looked at the puppet debris gathered in a cloud in a daze, together with the dried corpses that had turned into fly ashes, and their hearts were full of waves.

After half a ring.

Or Bai Tianheng opened his mouth and said in a whisper: "This Qingting Xuan actually has such a big killing weapon, Qinglong Yanyue, is this a martial art or a one-time consumption item?"

He couldn't help but start to live again in the middle of the road.

If this is a one-time consumption of the hole cards, it's okay to say, this time there is no more, and in order to compete for real opportunities, some obstacles have been removed.

But.

He was most worried that this Qinglong Glaive was a martial art, if it was according to such strength, coupled with the cultivation of the sixth order of the Qingting Xuanwu King, he was afraid of chaos!

"If this is a martial art, the grade is definitely not lower than the heavenly level!"

What's more, Da Shocked said.

"Hehe......" Qing Tingxuan smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, if he explained it himself, he was afraid of revealing his feet, after all, Bai Heng was very shrewd!

This undoubtedly builds momentum for him and creates that atmosphere of inconsequential indifference.

Yes, that's right.

This trick Qinglong Yanyue is the hole card he consumes at one time, which is condensed by his imperial uncle using his own Qinglong sword qi externally, handed it over to himself, and enters the Jiuqu Secret Realm for self-protection.

If it weren't for that situation, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before they would definitely die.

In this way, it is not bad, giving invisible pressure to the other four ancient kingdoms, and other martial artists do not need to worry, after all, they are also the powerhouses of the sixth order cultivation of the Martial King.

As long as they don't encounter a devastating blow in this dragon and phoenix tomb, in the face of these martial spirits, hehe, it can only be said that they are not worthy of his eyes.

Even if they have a martial king, what if they are strong?

It is difficult not to notice that in this nine-song secret realm, only the martial artists of the four ancient kingdoms can really move the wind and clouds, and those who know each other naturally will not compete with them for anything.

"Phew!"

Zhu Fulu scolded, "Qing Tingxuan, why didn't you use it earlier if you have such a big killing move?"

Qing Tingxuan didn't even look at Zhu Fulu, crossed over a puppet that collapsed to the ground, and said alone: "While some of the little ant warriors are almost dead, and these puppets are gone, and those warriors in the follow-up don't know how many times they have chosen to enter this road, I'll wait and straighten out, hurry up and find the inheritance of the dragon and phoenix tomb, some side matters, don't care so much, right?"

With a thick smile engraved on his face, Qing Tingxuan walked towards the front, no longer paying attention to the others.

Because, his purpose has been achieved.

The invisible pressure, this seems to be the biggest blow to the psychology of the martial artist!

After all, there are still weaknesses and defects in the heart!

"The attack and cunning of the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom seem to be inferior to this prince......"