"Shhh Everyone gasped, such a fierce killing intent, people have been dead for tens of thousands of years, and the will to kill is still so strong, it is worthy of being a strong man who kills his wife and cultivates the rules of killing. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

On the contrary, the disciples of the corpse chasing sect raised their arms and cheered, while the camp of the True Fire Sect was a dead silence, one by one, their heads were wilted, and the frosted eggplants were wilted, you must know that the other party killed one of their two god kings, and this battle directly hit the bone marrow of their hearts.

The tide of the battle tilted in favor of the corpse chasers, two to one..

"I'm going to fight you!" The Fire Lin King stepped over with a gloomy face, his face was ugly, it was true that he didn't care about Zhuge Yongxiu's death, after all, it was only a temporary alliance between them, but the battle situation was extremely unfavorable for them, three wins in five games, and the corpse chaser faction could lock the victory as long as they won one more game, which he would never allow, he wanted to beat the former enemy.

"The corpse of the Snow Red Emperor is right, today this king wants to slaughter the corpse and destroy the emperor!" The Huolin King said gloomily, not at all afraid because the other party was an emperor corpse, after all, he had an estimate of this situation, and the reason why he came was because he had the confidence.

Feeling the high-spirited fighting spirit of this Huolin King, the already gray face of the Taiyin Ancestor over there became more and more dignified, and he felt unsupportive, after all, the other party was known as the God of Fire, specializing in the old corpse, but there was no way, this was the strongest emperor corpse he could control, if this old corpse did not succeed, and then replaced with Hou Qing, it would be even more vulnerable, and now he could only bite the bullet and let the Snow Red Emperor corpse fight again, one game, as long as he won another game, it would be a victory, even if he lost, there was still a chance.

"Senior, take the gun!" The old corpse of Yin Mountain raised his hand and threw the Yin corpse spear at the level of the Dao Machine.

Syllable!

As soon as the corpse of the Snow Red Emperor raised his hand here, he directly took the gun in his hand, and suddenly the corpse was filled with qi, and with his body that had become even more red because he had killed Zhuge Yongxiu alive, the terrifying killing intent permeated the four directions, making people shudder.

With the gun in hand, the emperor corpse did not pause, and flew up directly, the gun was like a black line, and the killing intent pointed straight to a point and went straight to the Huolin King to kill.

Rumble!

The roasting heat permeated Tuo Hang's body, directly suppressing the corpse qi.

"Hmph, if you have a corpse gun, am I afraid of you?"

The God-King realm extended, trapping Ying Gou in it all of a sudden, and then he raised his hand and a huge fireball shot out.

"Click!" Although the Snow Red Emperor corpse broke free from the opponent's domain, the Yin Corpse Spear continued to stab out, but the fireball came towards him.

Rumble! The flames rushed straight past his spear, and then instantly burst into flames and swept straight through the body of the emperor's corpse.

Teng Teng! Ying Gou was hit by the power of the fireball and took three or four steps back, and the flames also burned on him, making a sneering sound, and when the flames rolled over, the body of the emperor's corpse was no longer blood-red, but a piece of red that was scorched, and some places were scorched, revealing bones.

Rise!

This emperor corpse had no fear at all, and continued to step and wave his spear to kill Tuo Han.

"Bang!" Another fireball struck, and the old corpse was knocked back again, and the flames caught it and burned again.

His fire is different from the natal true fire of ordinary monks, it is an innate fire essence, and the flame that is played is not much more than ordinary heavenly fire, this Ying Gou was only in the early stage of the emperor before his death, and now he is just a corpse after all, and he is afraid that the frontal fight with the Fire Lin King is also between the two of them, and now that the other party has the bonus of the innate fire essence, he is suddenly difficult to resist.

But Ying Gou still fought to the death, his eyes were cold, surging with even more fierce killing intent, and the killing intent was so terrifying that Tuo Drought was a little frightened.

"Die, die!" The Fire Lin King slapped over with a bigger fireball, and the old corpse of Yinshan here was extremely distressed, this was the old corpse he had been cultivating since the beginning of the creation of the faction, and I am afraid that it would be destroyed today.

He recited the incantation, communicated with him and wanted to call him back, but unfortunately this war corpse didn't listen to him at all, waved the iron spear to meet the opponent's fireball and continued to advance fiercely, the killing intent not only did not decrease, but became more and more prosperous, this is the emperor's unyielding will, not to mention this emperor who kills the righteous path, the emperor's will and dignity, he does not allow himself to hinder, under the strong will of the emperor's corpse, the Taiyin ancestor can no longer recall him.

"Hey!" Here Taiyin Ancestor shed two lines of turbid tears, he knew that this emperor corpse was destroyed today, even if he died, he would fight with all his might, and it was beyond the power of man to stop it.

"Bang!" When another fireball rolled over, the corpse of the Snow Red Emperor stood tall and turned into ashes as it stood, until the last trace of will was burned out, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

"Hey!" Yang Nan shook his head here, this corpse is a pity, its will is singable and crying, even if it is dead, it is worthy of respect.

The scene was quiet, the audience was silent, and people's eyes were full of respect for this "dead" old corpse, which was the first time that no one cheered for a victory.

Syllable!

As soon as the Fire Lin King raised his hand, he directly collected the Yin Corpse Spear, even if the Yin Corpse Spear had a terrible corpse qi, he was not afraid, and even directly incinerated the corpse qi with his own flames.

"The old corpse of Yinshan, your emperor's corpse is dead, what kind of background do you have, use it all, and this king will take it together." Tuo Drought Fighting is high-spirited, at first glance is to play the last game, now the victory is two to two, the last game is a game that determines the result, now the winning hook has been ruined by him, the treasure of Zhenshan has been collected, the other party is afraid that the donkey skills are exhausted, he is high-spirited, like the final winner.

The face of the old corpse in Yinshan is extremely ugly, and now the four generals are left with Houqing who has not played, but the combat power of Yinggou is more than three of him, and Yinggou can't do it, even if he reluctantly lets Houqing come forward, isn't it for nothing?

"Taiyin Patriarch, are you at the end of your rope? In this case, I think you might as well surrender directly, and I don't think there is any need to compare this last one, what do you think of the old corpse of Yinshan? The Fire Lin King smiled strangely, his momentum was extremely arrogant, and in his opinion, he had already locked the victory.

"The God of Fire is mighty, the Fire King's combat power is optimus, and his longevity is better than that of Tianqi!"

"The corpse chaser faction will definitely be trampled under the feet of the Fire King, and the old corpse of Yinshan will surrender, haha." All the disciples shouted and cheered, and the momentum was overwhelming, like the final victor.

The old corpse of Yinshan had a gloomy face, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Please ask the ancestor to come forward to administer justice for us!" ”

With his shout, in front of an altar in the core area of the mountain behind the corpse chasing faction, four sacrificial elders saluted an iron pear wooden coffin on the altar at the same time, "Qi Ancestor, my corpse chasing sect has reached the time of life and death, please come forward to protect the foundation of my sect." ”

The entire altar is black, surrounded by a spirit gathering array, the aura is unimaginable, and above the altar is a red coffin, majestic, solemn! Under the altar is a staircase of nine hundred and eighty-one steps, under which are placed various offerings, on the stone table are burned with incense of human height, and on both sides there are two candles seven feet high, the thickness of a child's arm, which burn every day and never go out.