Chapter 134: A Fierce Battle

The long shout was very loud, and many people looked at the sorcerer, only to see that he was the first to stand up, and in the face of those rampaging corpses, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but rushed forward head-on!

"Roar~"

The Corpse King roared, and even though there was a magic circle to block it, they still rushed out of the valley like crazy, and faintly, everyone seemed to hear the disdainful snort coming from the direction of the huge bat shadow in the valley.

The cold snort fell, and even the flute seemed to be more urgent!

"Demon Slaying and Preaching ......"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded among the warlocks, and after the old man who was the first to rush out, it was like a horn of charge, so more and more sorcerers began to shoot one after another.

The magic circle has been laid down for a long time, but many people have an intuition that it seems that in front of the corpse king, the magic circle is not unbreakable.

But as cultivators, when that shout sounded, they once again cast their eyes on the corpse figure rushing out of the valley, and finally someone took a deep breath, and then showed a determined look in their eyes.

So more and more people began to put their fears behind them, and then rushed towards the valley!

"Roar~"

There was another low roar, and it was very strange, and everyone raised their heads once again to feel the strange and terrible fluctuations.

What is the Corpse King, that is the superior who may only appear among tens of thousands of people among the walking corpses, it is terrifying, but this time it is not only the sorcerer they are facing, those guys also seem to clearly feel it, when that roar sounds, those terrible Corpse Kings are also shaken!

"God bless the Hundred Spells!"

Outside the sealing array, the master of the Fang Mu lineage suddenly whispered, and then he slowly raised the Aoki sword in his hand, and walked towards the direction of the valley step by step, whether it was the master or the warlock around him, when he saw this scene, a mixture of solemnity and excitement began to rise in his heart!

The battle to destroy the demons in the valley has begun, but many people may not know what kind of creature exists in that terrible valley, because the sorcerers who entered the valley before can no longer pass on the news of it.

In the face of those terrible walking corpses, some people may also start to think that this is a conspiracy, what is the ability of the existence in it to be so arrogant before the world's hundreds of magic gates.

There may be only two answers to this question, one of which is that the guys in the valley are indeed unable to resist the warlocks who came to besiege them, so they have to be trapped in the valley and wait for death.

The second is too terrifying, the other party may just want to attract more people in the sect, and then start to frantically challenge the majesty of hundreds of sects in the world.

But regardless of the cause and effect, this battle of destroying demons in the valley is destined to become a battle that cannot be ignored in this catastrophe, and may also completely change the direction of the world.

......

In the midst of the earth-shattering roar and roar, under the mighty and violent power of heaven and earth, a figure slowly walked from a distance, his steps were firm, and his eyes were also filled with a kind of depth and determination.

I don't know how long it took, but at last the young man came to the outside of the valley, and now there was no one around him, but the ground beneath his feet didn't seem to be any different, he seemed to have missed something.

There still seemed to be a strange power between the heavens and the earth around him, and suddenly he stopped, slowly raising his head and staring straight ahead.

The breeze blew, but there was an inexplicable sense of depression in this originally peaceful place.

The person who came was none other than Mu Ziliang, the descendant of Nanshan Road!

The cultivation of a master of this age is rare in the world, but he has a kind of stability that even ordinary practitioners who have practiced for decades do not have, or a unique temperament that a master practitioner brings!

I saw Mu Ziliang's expression solemn at this moment, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and after a long time, he suddenly closed his eyes slowly, and the whole person stood there motionless, letting the wind blow his robe.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint roar in his ears, whether it was a roar or a scream, and there was a wild laugh and a shout!

Mu Ziliang's brows furrowed slowly, and the wind around him became more and more rapid in that strange atmosphere, and in the end, it even blew his clothes into a hunting sound.

In the middle of this process, Mu Ziliang's hands slowly clenched his fists, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and cold sweat flowed out of his sideburns!

"No!"

Feeling those terrible fluctuations, Mu Ziliang's tone began to become very low, and then his eyes opened suddenly, and at the same time, a purple light loomed from his pupils.

In the midst of that impact, his whole body gradually began to tremble, the wind that blew beside him became more unusual, and the pungent smell of blood became more and more obvious, until the purgatory-like scene that came to his mind gradually became clear.

After slowly overlapping with the scene in front of him at this time, a purgatory-like scene appeared in front of him!

The battle of the valley is over, but the bloody remains forever.

Mu Ziliang's heart suddenly chuckled, even if he now had the cultivation of a master, the only thing he could feel at this moment was a sense of powerlessness, because the ground under his feet had been completely stained red with blood at this moment, and those mutilated corpses had already lost all their vitality.

Countless broken magic weapons were scattered on the ground, and this terrifying region-like scene spread out until he looked up and saw the valley in the distance, and above the valley, the dark clouds were gradually dispersing, but for the world, this was not a nightmare far away, but a demon was slowly coming!

In a trance, Mu Zihao seemed to hear the demonic roar from the Nanshan Pass, and the illusion in front of him had not completely disappeared, and the power of the Illusory World Bead appeared in front of the world again, as if it was a dream to cover everything.

He seemed to hear the demon's roar again, and he set out again, sweeping farther away, in that direction, which was now the last paradise and holy land in the whole world...... Royal capital!

......

Also on the land of Luo, an embarrassed figure was moving forward, she was wearing a coarse cloth dress, a black mask on her face, and a bamboo stick in her hand.

At this moment, she was too tired, and I saw her staggering, her eyes were scattered, and her pale face under her scattered hair completely concealed her spirit.

But even so, in the depths of her pupils, there was still a trace of firmness!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the guy was unsteady on his feet, and finally fell directly to the side without support.