Cough......

A low wheezing sound echoed through the stone palace.

Before Xiao Han and the five of them had time to obtain the blood essence, they were so frightened that they shrank together.

"Yuji Qiankun, the zodiac lasts forever, the magic talisman is sealed, and the town is town!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Xiao Han took out a means of suppression, which was a salallow talisman given to him by the elders of the clan.

A zodiac inscription appeared on top of the corpse's head, temporarily suppressed.

"Hurry up, the blood spirit is gone." Xiao Han said anxiously.

It would take time to capture the Blood Spirit, and he knew that the five of them would not be able to do it at all, and besides, the Zodiac Talisman would not be able to hold on for long.

Life is at stake, so it is important to choose to save their lives, and besides, they are only one step away from surviving the catastrophe, without the assistance of blood spirits, but it will take a little longer.

The five streamers fled out of the rift together, very urgent, and didn't want to stay for a moment.

The scarlet eyes of the war corpse, looking at the text of the zodiac, showed a trace of annoyance, and the heroic righteousness transmitted corresponded to the war qi of the corpse that he had conceived for many years, with a certain degree of restraint, if it was not for the person who refined the talisman, the cultivation was not high, and it was estimated that the war corpse had been sealed and suppressed.

Grabbing the sword beside him, a black light slashed out.

In an instant, a roar rang out, and the zodiac talisman ordered a sword to be slashed.

The breath of those five people has already been recorded, just from the suppressive attribute of the divine soul, he needs blood to nourish, and he will definitely not let the five people go.

At this moment, five rays of light escaped from the underground rift at the same time, and a black light followed.

In the battle in the sky, more than 30 disciples fell, and they are still struggling to persevere.

"Catch up, let's go our separate ways." Xiao Han said in horror.

He has long lost his former style, and he wants to flee quickly, as for the life and death of others. It wasn't on his radar.

The black light sped up and pounced on the nearest monk.

Two sharp claws dug deep into the flesh of its shoulders, and the corpse opened its mouth to reveal two sharp teeth, biting down on its neck, gulping down blood.

The monk struggled slightly, and his whole body dried up. Only skin and bones remain.

"The big devil from under the ground has escaped." A female disciple screamed.

For a while, there was no more will to fight, and they all fled in a mess.

But more than 20 war corpses were not chased and killed, but fought in a row, respectfully saluting the more born war corpses, as if the relationship between monarchs and ministers.

The eyes of the war corpse were full of bloodlust, watching the hundreds of disciples scatter and flee, and their minds were full of thoughts about devouring them one by one. With a roar, he ordered his subordinates to capture them, while the war corpse himself went after and killed the other four monks.

Fu Yang never left, but hid in the void.

The strong aura of the war corpse is not weaker than that of a true immortal, and it is estimated that devouring the essence blood will have a lot of improvement.

"Things are going to get bigger, and those three golden immortals can also come forward." Fu Yang guessed.

It is impossible for Tianluo Academy to be so cruel that it doesn't care about the life and death of its disciples. Moreover, such a powerful evil spirit appeared. It must be cleaned up, and the academy still wants to continue to occupy this secret land.

More than 20 war corpses, as fast as lightning, kept injuring the disciples, but did not kill them. Imprisoned on the ground, waiting for their king to return and devour.

The flowers in the greenhouse, for the first time, encountered such a thing, and their hearts were full of ashes, and fear filled their minds.

Originally, more than 30 disciples were killed in battle. Morale has long plummeted, vaguely retreating, and now full of remorse.

……

The three golden immortals sitting at the entrance of the secret land.

There was a battle between them where the oil lamps were on, but the fire continued to fade at the moment.

The three golden immortals opened their eyes at the same time, and it was clear that they were in crisis.

"Who's coming forward?" The slightly older Jin Xian asked.

"Two senior brothers, let's take a trip." The youngest Jin Immortal spoke.

"Senior Brother Mo has worked hard, if you encounter invincible danger, remember to pass on the token." The elder Jin Xian reminded.

"I'll be cautious."

Senior Brother Mo responded, and then turned into a golden divine bird, flying by, and the light of Venus slowly dispersed.

This is his main body, called the Golden Shenluan, a race of extremely high bloodlines, originating from other heavens.

Moy is an elder of the Luo Tian Academy.

Speaking of which, Mo Yi should be a true disciple, but due to a battle caused by a Dao injury, it is difficult to make progress in this life, so he retreated to the position of elder.

The wings are spread, and the width is 100 zhang.

The sharp eyes, like a pair of suns, glowed with dazzling golden light.

A dried corpse fell into his eyes, and he recognized it as a disciple of Tianluo Academy, dressed in very new clothes, and it was a disciple who came in this period.

"A great murderer was born." Moy looked up.

The Golden Shenluan is a race of birds full of holy mana, and is naturally sensitive to evil spirits.

It was like a golden horse training across the sky, reflected in the sky, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

At this moment, the war corpse returned to the vicinity of the rift, and the entire armor was covered with blood, presumably chasing down those monks.

Devouring the essence blood of five people, the war corpse was still not satisfied, and its cold gaze fell on the injured disciple.

There was a cry, and they were so frightened that they couldn't think of resisting.

Fu Yang hid it very deeply, and he had an attitude of not caring about himself.

The dark shadow swept by, and the war corpse grabbed a female disciple, and the two fangs were about to pierce into the neck to suck blood.

"Demon, you dare."

A majestic shout came, and a fairy sword made of golden feathers struck.

In the face of danger, the war corpse put the female disciple in front of him.

In an instant, the fairy sword swept by, and the female disciple was already a wrecked body, and the battle corpse was unscathed, still with a cold and strange expression, as if mocking and teasing.

The golden god Luan arrived and turned into a young man in a golden robe, Mo Yi looked at the female disciple who died under his sword, his face was iron-blue, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Demon, you deserve to die." ”

With one hand, the sword appeared in the hands of the war corpse, throwing aside the remnants of the other hand, and the battle qi surged all over his body, forming a map of the god of war in the void.

"Ninefold Jue, I should know where you came from." Moy said in a deep voice, his expression solemn.

More than 20 war corpses shot first, holding Changge, with blood stains, exuding a faint coercion, wanting to kill the immortal artifact, but it has lost its Dao marks and has been reduced to a solid weapon.

As soon as the golden light was in full bloom, Moy reappeared in his true form, spreading his wings, splashing a dense rain of golden arrows, directly illuminating the sky.

The war corpse that rushed up, halfway through the charge, the arrow rain swept by, and the next moment, the holy energy penetrated the body of the war corpse and melted and purified.

It was like a storm passing by, the golden light disappeared, and more than two dozen war corpses disappeared without a trace.

It's all because it's too weak, and it can't withstand the ordinary blow of the golden immortal at all, and the real battle is between that king corpse and Moy. (To be continued.) )