Jin Heng roared angrily, inserting his arms into the soil, "With me here, don't think about leaving a step." ”

The words fell, and Jin Heng's body surface surged with a momentum as thick as a mountain.

The Platinum Giants are a race that has been wiped out in the vast river of time.

After death, it is another kind of rebirth. This is the last continuation of the Platinum Giants.

"Audacious. Lu Bu's voice was cold.

As he sat down, the red rabbit also cracked its lips, the corners of its mouth torn back, revealing rows of teeth as white as saws.

"Since you want to block it, then kill you first, and then kill the others. ”

Lu Bu and Chitu disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment they appeared in front of Jin Heng, and in his eyes, a Fang Tian painting halberd continued to enlarge.

......

At the same time, just as the five Corpse Clan Immortal Kings were fighting with Lu Bu Huineng, the more than forty True Immortal Corpse Clans left outside were also attacked.

There are seven true immortals under the command of Huineng Zen Buddhism, all of which have been transformed into Zen Vajra protectors, and at this moment they form a formation to entangle some of the corpse true immortals.

At the end of the horizon on the other side, Huang Chao walked slowly, seemingly slowly, but in fact it was a thousand miles in an instant.

"Bald donkey is killed!" A corpse true immortal came out, holding a pair of sun and moon wheels in his hand, because of his race, his body was strong, and most of the corpses of the corpse clan used weapons as weapons.

Huang Chao's eyes were calm, no sorrow or joy, and with a finger, the extremely sharp sun and moon wheel stopped at Huang Chao's fingertips, cutting a hair-thin wound on his fingertips.

Huang Chao stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the top of the head of this corpse true immortal, and said slowly, "You, don't be good." ”

The five fingers were instantly deformed, turning into five sharp knives that sank straight into the head from top to bottom.

Huang Chao grinned, the corners of his lips spreading upward, and a long blood-colored line stretched all the way to the base of his ear.

The corners of his lips turned up, and the dark lips were hollow, like an endless demon abyss.

Demon Yellow Nest, love to eat.

In front of everyone, the corpse clan true immortal in front of him seemed to have a leaky balloon and gradually dried up.

On the other hand, Huang Chao's face became more and more oily, and his face seemed to be smeared with a layer of oil.

At the end, I had a full burp.

"Blood Building!" a true immortal who had a good relationship with this corpse true immortal roared.

At the same time, an inexplicable chill rose in the hearts of these corpse true immortals.

They're corpses!

It has always been them who eat others, infect others with corpse poison, and when have they ever seen others eat them.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the corpse poison in their bodies is highly toxic to many people!

An inexplicable look flashed in Huang Chao's eyes, and he felt that his bottleneck had actually loosened just now.

Turning his head and staring at this group of corpse true immortals, in his eyes this is a group of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

The desire under Huang Chao's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the corners of his mouth became more and more cracked, spreading all the way to the base of his ears. Rows of razor-like teeth were exposed, and a dark green tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked his lips.

"I'm going to transform you into my corpse slave. A corpse true immortal laughed angrily, and the look in front of him made him angry.

"Eat me a spear!" The earth suddenly cracked, and smoke billowed from the cracks, and I didn't know where the cracks led.

An undead horse with only a skeleton and a dark red helmet stepped through the Netherworld and charged out, and behind it was a torrent of at least tens of thousands of white bones, all of which were undead bone horses, and hideous-looking demons rode on the white bone mount.

"Life, the living, I crave flesh!" As the charge grew, the flesh and blood on the cavalry's face loomed, revealing translucent bones, and resentful spirits emerged, their faces hideous, the jealousy of the dead for the living.

The Netherworld One-Eyed Lord Xiahoudun is in charge of the White Bone Immortal Iron Horseman.

Xiahoudun tore the black blindfold he was wearing, and a blue flame burned deep in his eye sockets.

The white bone spear was killed, accompanied by the divine power of the iron horse, and a spear was used to kill a true immortal of the corpse clan.

"Die!"

The white-boned iron rode the torrent and trembled.

Caught off guard, the formation of the corpse clan true immortals was disrupted, and several corpse clan true immortals who couldn't dodge were knocked away one after another.

"Come again, come again!" Xiahou Yuan laughed wildly, he Xiahou Yuan let him silently train in this demon world to accumulate strength, he thought that there was no place to use force, but he didn't expect him to bump into a great achievement.

Rumble!

A corpse true immortal soared into the air, and the black robe exploded in an instant, revealing the figure below, and his body swelled wildly to a degree that was visible to the naked eye.

The head has six teeth, the body is like a vajra, and the red hair is pouring down like a waterfall.

Like a meteorite falling down, a large area of white bone demon cavalry was crushed.

The best way to deal with an army is not a rule spell, but pure physical strength.

Large swaths of the cavalry were crushed and crushed into white shards. Many cavalry behind it collided with it and were instantly bounced away, like an impregnable high wall.

Many corpse clan true immortals present took action one after another, and for a while, the cavalry suffered a devastating attack.

Large numbers of cavalry were destroyed, cut off, crushed, or penetrated.

The White Bone Demon Cavalry is not afraid of fire and water, and only attributes such as thunder and light can damage them, but because it is an army, even the attacks of these attributes will be greatly weakened.

The cavalry was almost cut off by the waist, and Xiahoudun turned his horse's head and turned back to kill.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to be drawn by Xiahoudun's army, Huang Chao shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost.

There were no less than five true immortals who died in his hands, and the red light under Huang Chao's eyes became more and more weird.

Someone noticed the Yellow Nest, and a corpse true immortal came to kill him.

"Get out of the way, I'll kill him. "This corpse true immortal is in human form, it should have been a human race in his lifetime, and he has a high prestige in this group of corpse true immortals, and other true immortals along the way have avoided it.

Huang Chao's old trick was repeated, relying on his extremely high agility and tiptoe to kill from the oblique side, and his right hand stretched out silently.

At least half of the previous True Immortals fell under this move.

Huang Chao poked into the air with one claw, and the true immortal standing in front of him disappeared from his field of vision.

"Be careful!" Before Xiahoudun finished speaking, Huang Chao only felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and a sharp and slender knife had already cut off his body.

A palm slapped backwards and slapped into the air.

There was another knife on the left.

Huang Chao was just cut off by the waist, and he wanted to twist his body but found that he couldn't move at all.

Poof.

His arm was nearly cut off.

Rub –

The last cut is out.

The handle of the knife went straight into the back of Huang Chao's head, and Huang Chao's eyebrows could be seen bulging.

Xiahoudun was furious: "General Huangchao." ”

The blade was slowly withdrawn, accompanied by a rustling sound.

The Corpse True Immortal standing behind Huang Chao frowned, because the knife in his hand had no traces of blood.

Without hesitation, he slashed out decisively, and the target was directly aimed at Huang Chao's neck.

Syllable.

This time, Huang Chao held the blade firmly.

The knife was drawn, but Si Wen did not move. Huang Chao's head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and his neck made a series of clicking sounds.

Under the shocked gaze of this corpse true immortal, Huang Chao's skin began to fall off from the center of his eyebrows, like a layer of clothing had been peeled off, revealing the blood-red muscles and yellow fat underneath.