The ancient forest was withered, the stumps flew down, the dust flew, the sky continued to flicker with wisps of light, where the sword light fell, the explosion roared, and the intertwined power stirred up layers of air waves, rolling up the dust.

Luo Xiang withdrew and retreated to Di Qingyun's side, pulled the long sword in his hand, looked at the corpse king who was fighting fiercely with Yang Fenglie, frowned slightly, and said with some scruples: "If the death qi is not removed, the corpse king will not be destroyed, if this continues, we will be defeated sooner or later, what can you do?"

The arrows rotated, and the sharp arrow blades were overflowing with a trace of golden cold light, his eyes focused on the two of them, he shook his head slightly, and said bitterly: "You know that many of the Di family's secret skills have been lost, and it is difficult to deal with evil things at this level!"

The sky was blazing, the raging flames covered the figures of Yang Fenglie and the Corpse King, and the flowing flames flew like a fiery snake, raging in the flames, and the blazing temperature evaporated all the moisture in the air.

Yang Fenglie's eyes were cold, his body was infused with surging fire power, his black clothes surged, and the dizzying attacks forced the corpse king to retreat again and again, his fists converged, and a faint red glow permeated his body, his body turned back lightly, and his eyes opened violently, like a lion waking out of the cage, domineering. The figure swept by, the air was scorched, and with a roar of a wild lion, he went straight to the corpse king.

The corpse king looked at all this contemptuously, spread his hands, the gray and white flames wrapped around his body, and with a wave of his left hand, the gray and white flames surged out, and the flames ignited around him were scorched, leaving a faint gray and white flame beating lightly, and said in a disdainful tone: "How dare the pearl of rice grains compete with the sun and the moon!"

The dead qi gathered, and with a dead gray glow in his right hand, he blasted away Yang Fenglie's attack with a punch, knocking it back!

"Do it!"

Di Qingyun rose into the air, a golden longbow fell into his hand, the bowstring was full, and the spiritual power in his body gathered into seven arrows and shot out, the seven stars were moon by moon, in one go, and the meteor-like arrows blocked the movement of the corpse king, interrupting his next offensive.

Yang Fenglie fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the battle situation with a cold face, the attack was unfavorable, it was not a crime of war, and he could not be restrained! He had always been belligerent in the face of this kind of evil thing, and he seemed a little helpless, which made him extremely angry, but he did not attack rashly, he only needed to create an opportunity, as for the lore, he still needed to hand it over to the professionals.

In the middle of the battle, Di Qingyun restricted the movement of the corpse king with one move, but this was not enough, the arrow on his waist slipped into his right hand, his fingers touched, the golden spell mark was entangled, he stood in the air, stretched out his hand to hold the arrow, the golden light was restrained, and the holy light was overflowing, cutting through the silent night sky and projecting down.

Di Qingyun's seven-star burst alone naturally couldn't limit the Corpse King, but the intertwined sword light blocked his movements, Luo Xiang's elegant figure blocked the Corpse King's sight, and the wielding long sword burst with bursts of silver light to cut through the flames around him.

Sensing the sound of arrows behind him, Luo Xiang bounced up, stood in the air, waved his long sword, his spiritual power stirred, and the gray sky suddenly lit up, with him as the center, the silver light in all directions was staggered, and the brilliant light divided the earth.

"Damn! it's this arrow again!"

The corpse king looked at the arrows that came from him with fear, this kind of evil arrow not only restrained his strength, but also injured the origin, fortunately the other party's strength was not enough, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable.

He stretched out his right hand, his palm opened, and an ancient wheel spread out from the palm of his hand, and said indifferently: "Stubborn, let you see what the real power is!"

The arrow was close, and the curse mark was pervasive, but it was ruthlessly crushed by the power of the ancient turn, and the terrifying power eroded the arrow, but in an instant, the light of the arrow dimmed, and all the edges were decayed and shattered.

The corpse king held the ancient wheel in one hand, stepped on the ground and rose into the air, looking at the silver light around him, with a stiff expression on his face, and said coldly: "Ignorant young man, my patience is limited, since you don't accept my kindness, then become my nourishment!"

"Be careful!"

Feeling the rising aura on the corpse king's body, the faces of the two changed greatly, this is the power of the wheel of life and death in the underworld, the forbidden power of controlling life and death, and spanning reincarnation.

Luo Xiang still looked calm, raised his long sword indifferently, the corners of his mouth rose, the tumbling white clothes showed a trace of frivolity, and said slowly: "Ignorance? Yes, I am an ignorant person in this world, but as Brother Yang said, you are just an evil thought that lingers, and you don't even have the courage to face life and death, so you will only hide in the darkness, what qualifications do you have to judge me." ”

"Ah...... , ignorant boy, I'm going to kill you!"

The Corpse King roared angrily, he lived in the cracks of time, trying to survive by all means, so he lived longer than those powers, but those experiences were his eternal pain, when the wound was torn again, his anger could not be increased, his breath rose again, and the gray flame was transformed into a real netherworld fire, pure dead silence black flame.

Yang Fenglie looked at this scene with some confusion, it was obviously irrational to provoke the other party like this, it was impossible for Luo Xiang, who had always been wise, to make such a low-level mistake, so how should he resist in the face of the rampaging corpse king?

Di Qingyun clenched his longbow and looked at the sky, Luo, Di, Feng, and Hou were the four ancient demon families, with the mission of killing the evil demons of heaven and earth, and they were no longer brave in this era, but Luo Xiang was known as the most talented demon master, and he had learned all the four masters, and he was pinned on great expectations by an old man. Then his limit will never be here.

The black flame was monstrous, it seemed that he could swallow Luo Xiang at any time, his long sword danced lightly, and the silver light of the eight directions penetrated the black flame, cutting through the gaps in the Dao, and his body shuttled, avoiding the attack of the corpse king.

The ancient wheel covered the sky, and the supreme power suppressed this heaven and earth, and everyone's bodies became extremely heavy and crumbling.

The sword embraces the galaxy, the years shake the light, the white clothes bloom in the heaven and earth, the bright silver light is like stars all over the night sky, the long sword dances, the galaxy turns, the deep sword light condenses the stars in the sky, and falls between the heaven and the earth.

"Radiance!"

The stars fell at night, the ancient wheel that covered the sky disappeared in the long night, the rising black flame gradually extinguished, the power of darkness gradually dispelled under the illumination of silver light, the body of the corpse king fell, planted into the earth, the immortal body in the silver light cut only white bones, the death between the skulls lingered, and the body was gradually recovering.

"You can't kill me, my body can't die and I can't ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, and a golden arrow sank into his head, wiping out the wisp of death, scattering the bones, and the Immortal King completely disappeared in front of them.

Luo Xiang fell to the ground, staggered to stabilize his body, returned his long sword to the sheath, sucked the golden arrow back into his hand, and looked into the distance silently.

"Ahh......hh

There was an angry roar from the deep mountains in the distance, it seemed that the destruction of the Corpse King still had a great impact on the evil thought, but if he really faced this evil thought, the odds of victory were too slim, and if he did not destroy the evil thought, he could not do without Moshan, and he couldn't escape it, and his heart sank again.

"How can you be so strong!" Yang Fenglie had a strong sense of crisis in his heart, this combat power was already comparable to the chief student of the academy, the strength of the Tianwu Academy was indeed amazing, it seemed that he still had to work hard.

Di Qingyun walked up to Luo Xiang and asked in a low voice, "Brother Luo, are you okay?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Luo Xiang covered his face with his hand, coughed violently, and a trace of blood leached between his fingers, this battle was not as easy as he showed, his hand was gently put down, and he said slowly: "Evil thoughts will not leave the wheel of life and death in the underworld in a short time, let's hurry up and rest, there will be a fierce battle next!"

Come on, junior brother, don't let me down. He sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to breathe, he could only wait for the opportunity to appear, to peel off the shadow of Moshan.

In the vast deep mountains, except for pine trees or pine trees, the two people who panicked took advantage of the complexity of the mountains to get rid of the pursuit of the dead corpses, but they found a very unfortunate thing: they got lost!

Feng Jianfei sat on the cold mountain rock, looking at the dark sky, what is the moon and the square, stargazing and positioning, you should at least show it! What is the positioning of this pitch-black sky? He hung his head helplessly, looked at Qi Yunye who had finished pranayama, and asked in a lamenting voice: "Senior is lost, we are lost, what should we do next?"

Qi Yunye shook his head, Moshan is too big, and now he doesn't even know where he is in Moshan, the ghost knows what to do!

"Otherwise, we'll just stay here and rest, silently wait for the seniors to complete the task, and then we can leave, well!

Feng Jian Fei said flatly, and then found out that something was wrong, when did he become so salty? Damn! Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and they have been following Qin Feng for a long time, and the whole person is not good, so you must pay attention to it.

His words changed sharply, and he said in a righteous manner: "Maybe the seniors need our help now, or think of a way to make peace with them." ”

Qi Yunye looked at him a little stunned, where is my serious Brother Feng?

The little girl on the side stood up slowly, her bright eyes looked into the distance, her little hand clenched the jade cicada hanging on her chest, her face showed a trace of worry, and said in a small voice: "The little cicada told me that the evil thoughts have absorbed the vitality of all the clansmen, and they are about to get out of trouble, Hua Ling is almost unable to hold on, and Moshan is about to collapse!"

"What's going on?"

Twelve years ago, Moshan changed, my father took people into the mountain to investigate, and found the wheel of life and death of the ancient dead weapon in the sea of dreams and flowers, and woke up an evil thought attached to the dead weapon, and the evil thought aroused the desire in everyone's hearts, and killed each other, and possessed the body of grandpa Moyan, and refined the first batch of immortal corpses with the body of the deceased.

Evil thoughts discovered the flower spirit in the sea of dreams, and suppressed her origin with the help of the power of the wheel of life and death of the underworld, and the uncle happened to break in and broke the suppression of evil thoughts, and with the help of the flower spirit, he escaped from the sea of flowers with the companion spirit of the cold jade cicada, and the flower spirit fell into a deep sleep, and the evil thoughts began to erode the entire Moshan with the help of the dream power of the dream of the dream.

Then when I was born, my mother had a difficult birth, my uncle saved my life with the help of the power of the little cicada, when I was six years old, he entered the mountain and did not return, the village made an attack of the undead corpses, that night, all the warriors in the village fell, their vitality was all absorbed by the dead corpses, I also died in that disaster, but I have a special physique, the little cicada exchanged her life for my vitality, and isolated the memory of the outside world to me.

For so many years, I have watched my people continue to sink into dreams woven by evil thoughts, and my power cannot stop them at all, only delay their downfall. The power of me and the little cicada is constantly disappearing, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on any longer, so I took the risk to wake up Brother Qianshan, he wrote down the matter of Moshan, and asked for help from the outside world, although he failed to escape from Moshan, but still passed on the message of Moshan.

Watching outsiders enter, I was full of hope, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, several waves of outsiders died at the hands of evil thoughts, I found myself making a wrong decision, more innocent people sacrificed for this, and accelerated the recovery of evil thoughts, sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to......