"Elder Wu, stand down!"

As he spoke, the old corpse of Yinshan raised his hand and held up the blood-colored box in his hand, and began to recite the incantation silently in his mouth, the third battle is very important, he will never allow any loss, and he can also see that the other party is completely misplaced in the battle, he thinks that it is not safe to use Houqing, so he decided to take action in person. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

"It's the Patriarch!" The elder who controlled Hou Qing hurriedly retreated.

"Zhuge God King, the old decay is here to meet you!" As he spoke, the gray palms of the old corpse of Yinshan suddenly waved upward, and the blood-colored box flew up in the air, and the blood qi was diffused and rapidly expanded.

"Boom!" The box opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a bloody coat, a crown on his head, a fierce face, and a blood-colored body sat up from the inside, a pair of blood-colored eyes swept over everyone, as if two lightning bolts had struck in the clear sky, bang, and more than a dozen people sat down uncontrollably, frightened.

This blood corpse is the winning hook of the first of the four generals, and the combat power is enough to crush the sum of the corpses of the other three generals, don't look at it as just a corpse, as soon as it comes forward, it is murderous, even the living emperor is not as good.

"This is the Snow Red Emperor? How could it be him? Zhuge Yongxiu's face suddenly changed, Emperor Xuehong was a figure 20,000 years ago, legend has it that he killed 10,000 people in a battle, with a lot of blood on his hands, specializing in the way of killing, and finally killed his wife to achieve the emperor, but it was precisely because of the sin was too heavy, eager for quick success, he was burned by the fire of the red lotus industry during the retreat, and the demons burned to death.

He also saw his image by chance, and he really didn't expect such a fierce and vicious figure to be dug up and taken into the pocket by the corpse chaser.

"What, are you scared? If you're scared, kowtow to the old man three times and you can go back. The old corpse of Yinshan sneered.

Zhuge Yongxiu, who originally saw the corpse of Emperor Xuehong and wanted to turn around, suddenly lost his face, if he ran away when he saw Ying Gou, where would he put his face? Besides, this is a corpse after all, more than 20,000 years have passed, the emperor's law has long been broken, he doesn't believe that he can't fight, and under the influence of this snow-red emperor, he has also cultivated the rules of killing, he doesn't believe that he can't overcome it.

"Zhuge God King!" The voice of the Fire Lin King came from behind, "If you are not sure, you can retreat, this king will come to fight him!" ”

Originally, the Huolin King was well-intentioned, afraid that he would be defeated, and he had a greater grasp of his own shot, but he was used to being confident, and his language was problematic, he forgot that Zhuge Yongxiu was also a god king, and the god king had his own dignity.

"It's okay, I'll fight him!" Zhuge Yongxiu suddenly made a decision, and in this way, he became a turtle with a shrunken head in front of everyone, and was belittled by others, which was definitely detrimental to his Dao heart, and finally chose to fight, he thought that his chance was still very big, because his bottom-pressing magic power was not used.

Regardless of whether he fought or not, the old corpse of Yinshan over there no longer gave him a chance to leave, he closed his eyes and began to communicate with the corpse with his heart, although the emperor and the strong man did not disperse, how could he do it without communicating with his heart? Because of this, this old corpse can only be controlled by him, and the corpse chasing faction also chooses those with excellent qualifications when selecting the disciples who are in charge of the corpse, just to communicate with these dead guys with spiritual power and ensure that they do not fight back.

"Boom!" The eyes of the emperor's corpse suddenly opened, the blood light was even stronger, and he stepped out of Zhuge Yongxiu in one step, and the terrifying killing intent and momentum suddenly enveloped him.

Feeling the bloody killing intent, Zhuge Yongxiu knew that it was bad, and he knew his ambition by looking at his momentum, this emperor corpse might not be something he could deal with, but at this time he had no way to retreat, and he would lose faster when he ran, maybe he would have a chance to win if he let go.

Suddenly, Zhuge Yongxiu's God King Realm extended wildly, you must know that the corpse is a corpse after all, and if he loses the law, there can be no Emperor Realm, he expects his God King Domain to trap him for a while, at the same time, Zhuge Yongxiu pinch the seal with his hand and shout: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting!" ”

With his shout, the whole sky darkened, the temperature plummeted, the snowflakes fell out of thin air, and the ground was spread three feet in an instant, the earth was white, and the corpse of the Snow Red Emperor was instantly frozen in it, and a layer of snow fell on his body, like an ice sculpture.

"Click, click!" The two disciples of the True Fire Sect and the three disciples of the Corpse Chasing Sect were directly frozen because they stood slightly in front, and then they shattered in an instant, turning into ice ballast and falling to the ground, and they were frozen to death in this way, which shows how domineering this frozen thousand miles of magic power is.

And Ying Gou was not only frozen, but also trapped by the God King Realm, and the pressure it was under was definitely ten million times greater than that of these disciples on the periphery.

In fact, Yinggou looks like the whole thing is frozen into an ice sculpture and can't move.

"Haha, Xuehong, if you are the emperor again, you will be just a dead corpse after all, and this king will let you be wiped out today." Zhuge Yongxiu laughed, he thought that he was too worried just now, you look at the current supernatural powers, the other party immediately conferred the head, far less terrible than you want, but a corpse, can you compare to your own god king law?

"Die!"

Zhuge Yongxiu led the sword trick and sacrificed the flying sword, the sword flashed cold light and went straight to Ying Gou Fei and slashed away, he was about to take away his head, he was a double insurance, first the realm of the god king, and then the ice and snow supernatural power, and he thought that he should be foolproof.

But at this moment, he found that the blood-red eyes moved, and there was a roar between the slight turns, and the ice sculpture that shrouded the periphery shattered instantly, only to see Ying Gou stretched out a hand, bang! Before the flying sword slashed into his neck, he pinched his flying sword alive.

"You...... Aren't you frozen? Zhuge Yongxiu instantly changed color, desperately agitating mana to urge the flying sword.

A cold killing intent flashed on the expressionless face of the Snow Red Emperor's corpse, and there was a clicking sound between the rotation of his wrists, and the flying sword was actually broken by him with two fingers.

"Poof!" Zhuge Yongxiu, who was counterattacked, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The emperor's corpse flew up in the air with a footstep, and before Zhuge Yongxiu could react, the remaining half-truncated sword in his hand stabbed directly into his heart.

A touch of ferocity flashed on the face of the emperor's corpse, and he turned the hilt of his sword fiercely, and suddenly Zhuge Yongxiu was in pain to the bone marrow, desperately attacking the red corpse with his fists and palm power, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all.

"Boom!" The sword intent surged, and the blood in Zhuge Yongxiu's chest was translucent before and after the collapse, and it was directly wiped out of life, and the dead body fell backwards to the dust.

His eyes were wide open, but he didn't expect that he would die here, you must know that they were sure of victory before coming to the corpse faction.

The blood-sprayed emperor corpse turned bloody, and he abandoned his flying sword and stood proudly, his eyes causing the killing intent to be cold.