Bai Ya was shocked, she didn't expect Jiang Fan to be so abrupt, and Murong Phantom's expression also changed slightly,

"The Scarlet Giant Tree, there is indeed a Scarlet Giant Tree, but it is not the same as the rumors, I advise you not to get involved in it, otherwise I don't know if it will be a blessing or a curse. ”

Murong Phantom's gaze looked in one direction, Jiang Fan and Bai Ya looked stunned, and threw themselves in a mountain range in one direction, dozens of kilometers away from where they were,

"Fang Zheng Qin Ning looked, you have to be careful, this should be the corpse puppet mentioned by Lord Murong Phantom, you don't have to keep your hands. A young man in a yellow uniform reminded.

Fang Zheng and Qin Ning looked at the three of them and nodded,

"Boom. The old man in the strange blood array laughed strangely, and his thin hand grabbed several human-shaped talismans from his arms, and snorted coldly.

But out of nowhere, four corpse puppets in different costumes with a stench all over their bodies, or on their faces or arms, showed russet ghost face corpse spots, but their aura was faintly much stronger than that of dozens of black-clothed people, and even mixed with a trace of tyrannical aura.

The most striking thing is a middle-aged man carrying a small black wooden coffin on his back, his eyes sometimes showing a strange and painful look, and the other three are as dull as a group of people in black, but the blood in their eyes is more vigorous.

"Pseudo-Corpse King. The yellow-robed young man's pupils shrank, staring at the russet ghost-faced corpse spot and exclaiming. TV debut

This time the three of them were deeply puzzled, but Gu Xiang calmed down but said to the three people: "The art of the corpse puppet is a strange technique created by an uncultivated monk thousands of years ago, but because of this, the technique is too treacherous, after the fall of this monk, Kyushu joined forces to destroy this technique, but a little bit of the corpse puppet technique has already been spread among the cultivators, and the core of the corpse puppet technique should be destroyed with the withering of the corpse sect and the oppression of the ancient decent people, so there are very few people who can do this evil art now, how can this person refine this pseudo-corpse king?" ”

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and asked, "Could it be a similar puppet technique?"

Gu Xiang shook his head firmly and said, "Although I don't know how this person learned this evil art, I have seen the records of this evil art in the classics of the sect, and it is exactly the same as these puppets. ”

Gu Xiang's words reached the old man of the magic circle, but the old man was surprised: "You really surprised me?"

Gu was uncertain, "Could it be that this is the truth, the blood-colored giant tree that has been rumored all along is not the so-called chance, but the actions of you evil cultivators!

When the voice fell, Fang Zheng suddenly glanced at Gu Xiang, his face instantly turned pale and colorless, Qin Ning was also forced to calm himself, but a trace of uneasiness in his eyes was also obvious, and he fell into a trance.

The old man didn't speak again this time, and the silence of several breaths made everyone a little depressed, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying one after another, the movement of the sluggish black-clothed corpse puppet broke the short and long silence,

Gu Xiang's expression was gloomy and said to everyone: "Pseudo-corpse king, I can only contain three statues." ”

Fang Zheng nodded, and Qin Ning said, "I'll deal with this person with you." Qin Ning looked at the middle-aged man carrying the black coffin with a solemn face.

Gu Xiang also paid attention in his heart, and said to Zhang Wang: "These corpse puppets will be handed over to you." ”

Zhang Wang also nodded.

Suddenly

The gradual black-clothed corpse puppet split horizontally, but Gu Xiang was already aware of it, and with a backhand in his hand, everyone saw a three-foot red flame long sword appear out of thin air in Gu Xiang's hand, and as soon as the sword appeared, it seemed to make the temperature of the world soar in vain, and the sword body was dazzling even in the night, obviously not a mortal product, at this time, the cold light flashed, and the rusty sword of the corpse puppet was about to be wiped on Gu Xiang's neck, Gu Xiang's fine light flashed, the red flame sword in his hand screamed, Gu Xiang took a step back, and narrowly avoided a sword that was close at hand, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes, and a flash step was to jump on the rusty sword that cut the air, In the blink of an eye, it flew to the head of the close-up corpse puppet like a dragonfly, and in an instant, a low sound of skull shattering sounded, and the close-up corpse puppet was shattered by Gu Xiang's inconspicuous kick, and it slowly fell to the ground, but Gu Xiang didn't look at it, his face looked at the three people behind the black coffin coldly, and he rushed out like a bird, while Gu Xiang made a move, Qin Ning and Fang Zheng also looked at each other, nodded, and Qingfeng appeared in his hands, one was like a willow branch, and the other was like a meteorite, all of which turned into rainbow light and shot out to the middle-aged man carrying the black coffin。

Zhang Wang also stared coldly at the dozens of black-clothed corpse puppets, thinking that they were wearing black clothes to give people a sudden blow, Zhang Wang blocked in front of dozens of black-clothed people, preventing them from interfering with Gu Xiang, Qin Ning and others.

These corpse puppets are also unintelligent, sluggish, Zhang Wang is slightly relieved, as long as he does not fall, presumably the three of them will be able to deal with the so-called pseudo-corpse king wholeheartedly, thinking of this, Zhang Wang swept away slightly, thinking that the pressure on the three of them is much greater than their own, and the cultivators can detect each other's strength from the breath, but this breath is also ethereal, maybe it is the evil spirit, murderous energy, etc. Recommended ReadingTV//

Soon, this group of black-clothed corpse puppets rushed forward, Zhang Wang shook his head, not thinking about some meaningless things, a group of black-clothed people surrounded Zhang Wang like wild beasts, opening their teeth and dancing claws, waving the things in their hands, from time to time one after another ghosts cried and shouted, sad relatives, mourning and complaining, seemingly telling their resentment in life, even after death, they were going to suffer from this wicked man.

The stiff dance fell in Zhang Wang's eyes, but it made the cold aura in Zhang Wang's eyes gradually stronger. Looking at the three-foot cold front in his hand, a silver light burst out. Zhang Wang chanted in a low voice: "Nine thousand swords, Jian Gang is the main guard, the sword qi is the main attack, and it can be defended and attacked." The voice became colder and colder, and Zhang Wangleng shouted: "Even the sword trick - collect rain." ”

Han Feng three feet in vain conjured up thousands of sword shadows, a sword and a sword, the sword style is endless, the sword qi is like a silk rain, a picture of ant sealing the rain between heaven and earth, Zhang Wang's voice just fell, the wind and rain were fast in an instant, the long sword movements in Zhang Wang's hand were so fast that people couldn't see clearly, the low sound of rain, the sound of rain splashing never stopped, the smell of fishy smell seemed to be washed clean in this sword rain, between a few breaths, the sound of dripping rain seemed to drip on the hard stone, the low sound of falling water rose, and between a few breaths, a sound of water finally dropped through the stone, and the heavy corpse puppet head was all penetrated。

The sound of falling to the ground one after another attracted the attention of Fang Zheng, Qin Ning and others, and dozens of black-clothed corpse puppets were all ambushed, and everyone was shocked, followed by a happy face. Even the old man's face was a little puzzled, and he looked at it a few more times through a strange magic weapon in his hand.

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