Chapter 285 Looking for stimulation outside the city wall, the terrible roar is heart-rending and terrifying.

A corpse, waving its long withered arms, launched a charge again and again towards the ten-meter city wall of Qingtang Town, surging like a tide, emitting a hoarse scream.

The head of the city, shrouded in colorful light, monks from all over the country sacrificed magic weapons, and countless ancient corpses were smashed into slag, and there were no skulls left, such a chaotic battle, no one dared to rush into the ancient corpse group to search for the ancient corpse head, and if they were not careful, they would probably be killed by their own people.

"That's a spirit stone with white flowers, it's ruined like this. "Some monks sighed, when the head of each ancient corpse was crushed to pieces by a magic weapon, there would be many people showing a look of pain, even if it was an ancient corpse in the innate realm, it was worth a hundred mortal spirit stones!

What's more, there are hundreds of heads of ancient corpses in the Xuanwei Realm, added together, according to the price of one thousand mortal spirit stones, that is one hundred thousand mortal spirit stones!

In the head of the city, the disciples of the eight major forces of Central Continent gathered and gathered to make a move, leaving no room for action, as well as various major sects and small and medium-sized families, and there were thousands of monks guarding here, blocking the ancient corpses that were pressed by the black outside the city.

In the town, there are strong people in the sky, but this war is more to hone young disciples, so these strong people are all cold bystanders, and the situation is not out of control, they will not make a move.

Among the many monks who participated in the war, the most strange was the disciples of the corpse chaser faction, each of whom had a coffin suspended beside them, and the internal corpse was extremely gloomy. Many monks deliberately or unintentionally distanced themselves from this special group of cultivators, feeling that the corpse expulsion sect was crooked, and most of the battles were carried out by summoning corpses.

But this time, the disciples of the Corpse Chasing Sect did not sacrifice the ancient corpses to fight. One is because their enemy is the ancient corpse, and if the ancient corpse fights the ancient corpse, the picture will inevitably look very weird and cause criticism. The second and main reason is that because of the chaos of the battlefield battles, summoning ancient corpses to fight outside the field is likely to be accidentally injured by monks from all over the world.

The ancient corpse is the most important combat partner of the disciples of the corpse chasing sect, and many people take care of these dead corpses like brothers and cherish them very much.

But this kind of concept is unacceptable to most people in Middle-earth, how can human beings be friends with dead ancient corpses?

Not many people want to spend their days with ancient corpses.

Therefore, even if the corpse chasing sect is extremely powerful and is one of the eight major forces in Central Continent, there are very few families attached to this sect.

A big battle, which ended in the victory of the monks, most of the ancient corpses that poured in like a tide were smashed into slag, and only a small number of powerful ancient corpses survived, and seemed to hear the call, and began to retreat towards Qingtang Town, retracting to the area near the Valley of the Demon God.

The victory of the human monks was inevitable, and when they saw the ancient corpses retreating, no one laughed or cheered, and many young people who had not experienced the moment of life and death were pale, and their legs were still a little weak. They also paid the price for killing thousands of ancient corpses, although only more than 20 monks died, but after all, the ancient corpses had no spiritual intelligence, and it was not a pity to die, but the precious lives of human beings were lost like this, and they could not be returned.

Outside the field, a mountain of white bones, with minced meat and blood sticking to the bones, this scene is quite terrifying and terrifying, the female monks look at the flowers for a while, and many beautiful women are disgusted, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

"The battle in the martial arts cultivation world is originally only life and death, and it is understandable, sooner or later, you will experience it. Wu Heng's expression was very indifferent, he had already experienced countless battles like this, and he did not show any fear. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Xuanyuan Yue, who was hiding behind him, comforting the little girl with a somewhat pale face.

Xuanyuan Yue's blood is full of the wildness of the demon race, but with her pure nature, she has never really experienced such a battle, and it is normal for her to be at a loss now.

Wu Heng glanced at the young monks of the major sects in the city, basically they were all fresh faces, few of them were unknown to him, these were the young generation of elites in Middle-earth, maybe one day in the future, the people among them would become his enemies.

"Why aren't the monks of the temple here?" he wondered in his heart, and just asked a few disciples of the Xuanyuan family, but no one saw the temple monks present.

Cold Frost became the Holy Maiden of the Temple, and if the Temple was involved this time, Frost should be on the list.

"In the blink of an eye, almost a year has passed, where are you?" Wu Heng's deep eyes revealed a few traces of longing. The temple is like a huge dragon dormant in Middle-earth, no one knows when the dragon will be dispatched, nor does it know how strong the dragon is, and the unfathomable heritage causes not many people in Middle-earth to dare to fight against the temple.

Standing in front of the temple, Wu Heng looked extremely small, and the dragon's claws could crush the small ants with just a flick, so what he had to do now was forbearance.

The temporary headquarters of the various major sects are located here, and a large number of monks are pouring here, and the bustle and hustle and bustle in Qingtang Town are incompatible with the scene of the sea of corpses outside the city, which is very incompatible.

The little girl pulled Wu Heng to walk in the flow of people, completely without the scared look of Fang Cai, revealing a curious baby's appearance, looking at the monks of the major sects here, by the way, I wanted to catch a weak monk and beat him, this is what Xuanyuan Yue often does, and it is not unusual.

Wu Heng, who was forcibly pulled over by Xuanyuan Yue, couldn't help but roll his eyes and muttered secretly: "The little cousin really has a serious split personality certificate...... Obviously scared to death of bloody killings, but he likes to fight with people and loves to find excitement. ”

"Look, there's a demon girl there, her little face is pink and tender, and it really makes the uncle feel a little itchy. A seven-foot man did not shy away from his greedy gaze, pointing to a little girl with long pink hair not far away, she was pulling a young man in white, looking at the monks passing by, her big dark blue eyes were as bright as jewels, shining brightly.

Xuanyuan Yue didn't seem to notice that someone was staring at her, and pulled Wu Heng all the way straight to a secluded and uninhabited dead end.

"It's really a bad taste, and you have to beat people in alleys where there are no people. Wu Heng couldn't laugh or cry, and mourned for three seconds for the few people who were about to be beaten.

The little girl looked a little excited, a little eager to try, her big eyes flashed, knowing that the fish had taken the bait.

Then there were three or four martial cultivators who came over, their stature was quite tall, and they blocked the intersection of this dead end, with evil smiles on the corners of their mouths, they all held their hands in front of their chests, and they all looked like they were in control, and they felt that the two little ghosts in front of them were already a certainty, and they would become the food in their stomachs.

"You, why are you blocking our way?" Xuanyuan Yue showed a frightened look, delicate and weak, and seemed powerless, hiding behind Cousin Wu Heng.

Wu Heng obviously understood the little girl's bad taste, so he acted as a flower messenger and shouted at several big sweaters: "Who are you, why are you blocking our way?"

"We are the administrators of this Qingtang Town, don't you know that you are guilty of killing your head by trespassing on such a important place without permission?" one of the middle-aged men shouted, full of coercion, but a fox and a tiger.

"That's a terrible reason. Wu Heng couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The man stared at Xuanyuan Yue with some burning eyes, and said, "However, seeing that you are still young, I will spare your lives, but this little girl is very suspicious and must be handed over to us for review." ”

"What if I don't want to?" Wu Heng replied stiffly, but he memorized the next line of the big man in his heart, "Then don't blame me for being polite!"

The middle-aged man crossed his arms, and when he heard Wu Heng's answer, his expression was slightly angry, and he said: "The little ghost is not afraid of death, since he is unwilling to cooperate with us in law enforcement, then don't blame me for being polite!"

This person's strength is not weak, he is a monk of the three realms of Xuanyuan, he saw that Wu Heng and Xuanyuan Yue had no essence fluctuations, so he followed all the way, thinking that they were residents of the town, not martial cultivators, but how could he know that Wu Heng and Xuanyuan Yue's strength were psychic, and it was not something he could spy on at all.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man made a move, and cyan essence appeared all over his body, and he smashed it with a punch, and the muscles of his right arm bulged, making him look extremely powerful.

Wu Heng didn't move, and he didn't plan to make a move, he had been like a little sister next door, Xuanyuan Yue, who stood up from behind Wu Heng as fast as lightning, and his white and tender little hands grabbed and waved a huge fist, it seemed that the strength of the two sides was very different, like a weak human being shaking a giant elephant.

But the middle-aged man's fist stopped abruptly, condensed in the void, unable to advance an inch, and was forcibly blocked by the white tender little hand, he looked stunned, how could such a delicate and weak woman block the power of his punch.

"You're bad guys, grandpa said, you can't be polite to bad guys. Xuanyuan Yue pouted, like an angry little Lori, with a cute appearance, and the pink magic horns on her little head made people want to reach out and pinch it. Her slender arm twisted slightly, and the middle-aged man's hand twisted with it, and the movement was very exaggerated, turning a heel in the void, and then falling to the ground with a bang, rolling all over, screaming in pain.

The three giants who had not yet made a move, seeing the scene in front of them, suddenly their eyes widened, knowing that they had hit the iron plate, they immediately scattered and ran towards the outside of the alley.

"Hmph, Ben Gu Niang hasn't enjoyed it yet, you just want to go?" Xuanyuan Yue crossed her fingers, bowed her arms outward, and suddenly crackled her finger bones. She stepped forward, her steps were light, her small hand grabbed the shoulder of one of the people who wanted to escape, and with a flick of her hand, the seven-foot man crossed an arc in the void like a scarecrow, and then fell vertically at Wu Heng's feet.

The huge body also happened to hit the middle-aged man who was rolling on the ground before, he finally stood up groggily, and was hit by the huge thing smashed by the sky and made intimate contact with the ground again, and the tears of pain flowed down, I didn't expect a seemingly delicate little girl to be so strong, they had no power to resist in their hands at all.

"This little girl, how do I feel more and more like the future second sister......" Wu Heng sighed, a little pity for the two unlucky monks lying at his feet.

Then at this rather happy moment, Wu Heng suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he saw that there was a fierce killing light flashing around him, and a white figure broke through the air, and his breath was very terrifying, this person's appearance was very ordinary, he should have never met him.

"Boom!"

The speed of the white figure was extremely fast, and a palm hit Wu Heng's chest, and the vast and violent essence like the sea poured out from the man's palm, rushing into his body.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spit out from Wu Heng's mouth and floated in the sky, his whole person was directly blasted out dozens of feet away, knocking seven or eight houses out of a human-shaped wall hole, filled with smoke and dust, and booming.

Wu Heng's heart was shocked, and from the strength of this palm, it could be seen that the person was very strong, and the strength was terrifying......

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