Chapter 1178: Corpse Soul Grass 20

Because it was too late, there were still many that had not been cleaned up, and Yang Chen was also shocked when he saw this result.

They were the ones who were equally shocked at the sight of these things.

"Master, this is ......"

They were taken under Yang Chen's command, and they hadn't done anything for Yang Chen, but they had already obtained these things that made people's heads bleed on the rivers and lakes.

"The host treats me like this......"

As soon as I was excited, I couldn't hide my breath.

Rumble...... Rumble......

Rushing into the sky one after another, the space of the entire ancient battlefield seemed to freeze in an instant, and the coercion of destroying the sky and the earth shrouded in all directions.

"There are only seven Dao weapons, it should be enough, and the elixir is also available, this heavenly tribulation, it depends on you, there is only so much I can do!"

What he said was telling the truth, everything that could be prepared and what could be used for the catastrophe had already been given to them, and he had never had such good conditions for the catastrophe himself.

One of the Jin Dan spoke;

"Brothers, I can't wait, I only succeed, from now on, fight with the sky, fight with the sky, this is taught by the young master, the master has changed my fate, at this moment, we just need to work hard to live!"

"A group of second-class goods! Young master, when did I say it!"

Rumble......

Eleven breaths broke through the sky, and the clouds made it impossible to have a light curtain here.

Crackling......

The slightest lightning that overflowed from the clouds made the mass grave full of holes.

"Not the breath of the Corpse Soul Grass?"

"Is this a monk's tragedy?"

"What?"

"Which bastard, what should I do if I faint the corpse soul grass?"

"Quick, there's still a little time!"

"Hurry up and get 3 Corpse Soul Grass!"

Only by getting the Corpse Soul Grass before the Cloud Tribulation locks on the target will they have a chance, otherwise they will be locked by the Heavenly Rank, and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation will be magnified countless times again.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

Crackling......

In the shouting of killing, countless monks killed one after another, but at this moment, a lightning bolt rushed into the sky, and Zhang Xu Chu's lightning power was boundless, directly slashing at the corpse soul grass.

Bang......

The light of the formation around the corpse soul grass flickered, and it directly collapsed with a roar.

Whether it was a demon cultivator or a monk, they were all frantically pouring into the corpse soul grass at this moment.

Anyone would like to be able to get their hands on this treasure.

Yes, this Corpse Soul Grass is very rebellious, just like the Royal Beast Ring said, this thing is the real Corpse Soul Grass, although Yang Chen got the best part, but if he can win this thing here, it will be perfect.

Yang Chen, who quietly appeared in the melee, did not dare to stay at all, and rushed into the distance, the heavenly steps of eleven people will be unprecedented.

Crackling......

The earth-shattering thunder spread thousands of miles away, and the breath of destruction made all living beings tremble within thousands of miles.

They all thought that the end had come, and the monks were terrified.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Endless thunder poured down, and the entire mass grave was shrouded in this thunderstorm. 、

"......"

"......Uhh

"Your uncle......"

All the monks, including Yang Chen, as long as they were in the mass grave, were shrouded in this catastrophe.

There was a breath, and the thunder robbery was enhanced, which made Yang Chen start to worry about them.

He left with a message to them, and if he was unable to survive, he would return to the Tower of Escape.

And he no longer fled out, but was within the range of Dao sense, ready to meet them.

"Runaway......"

"The Apocalypse Has Come......"

"Is that the bastard?"

"No, it's a bunch of bastards......"

Eleven breaths rushed into the sky.

Corpse Soul Grass, since no one is moving anymore at this moment, because it is the center of the thunderstorm, there are already several golden pills that have been involved at this moment, and they have been locked by the Heavenly Tribulation!

"Runaway......"

The mass burial was a big mess, and the demon cultivators also collapsed.

"Bastard, how can this be?"

The demon general was filled with righteous indignation, and his good plan was suddenly chaotic and suffered heavy losses!

Bang......

The catastrophe continued to fall, and the earth became scorched earth.

Every monk fled in horror, and no matter who it was, they all became so embarrassed at the moment.

In particular, the foundation building monks of the demon clan suffered heavy losses. While fleeing, the first thunderstorm was launched without warning.

Endless thunder blades, like a storm, rushing to the sky, regardless of enemy and me, within the aura shrouded by this heavenly tribulation, the heavenly tribulation is treated equally, to be precise, the heavenly tribulation regards this land as a whole.

"How can this be, the catastrophe should be brewed for a short day, and it will be ten days and a half months long. ”

"How is it possible, ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Poof...... I'm not reconciled."

The weaker monk in the early stage of Jindan had just crossed the catastrophe not long ago, and he went to the tribulation again for some reason, and was seriously injured, so he was very angry no matter what he said.

The main thing is that they don't know what kind of people are going to do.

In the first heavenly step, a lot of monks were lost, and almost half of the foundation building monks of the demon cultivators died, and a small half of the immortals were seriously injured.

Qingyue is a little better at the moment, but the panic in her heart really can't be faked.

"Quick, enter the secret realm!"

, A gate appeared in front of the general of the demon clan, which was where they had been hiding.

The demons rushed in terror.

The second catastrophe is coming.

The demon army retreated one after another, and they didn't have to go out of this mass grave.

But the monk had to run hundreds of miles more, although this distance was nothing for Jin Dan, but in this thunderstorm, it was really a bit difficult to launch the speed with all his might.

As long as all the monks withdraw from the Heavenly Rank sensing range of the eleven people, these Heavenly Steps will gradually disappear, and they will no longer be like swords hanging overhead.

When the demons disappeared, the range of the Heavenly Rank was gradually shrinking, thinking that the aura had weakened.

At the same time, as the monks fled, the catastrophe at the end of the mass grave slowly disappeared, and the scope of the catastrophe was finally concentrated in the center of the mass grave.

Just when everyone thought it was over.

A sword light shot out from the split part of the clouds, and more importantly, this person was carrying a giant grass that was a hundred feet high.

"Corpse Soul Grass!"

This time, the barrel was ignited again.

It was the monk of the Sword Sect who came out with the corpse soul grass, and he was already covered with scars at the moment, although he was extremely domineering, it was impossible to deal with these crazy monks.

He gritted his teeth, clicked, and crushed a jade slip in his hand.

A ray of light rained down from the sky and enveloped him, a means of saving his life, and he would be teleported to the sect.

But once he is attacked at this moment, not only will he not be able to teleport to the sect, but he may even be sent to the void and die directly.

He had no way out of the attacks of dozens of monks, and he couldn't resist them.

Seeing that these people were about to be killed, and he hadn't teleported away yet, there was only one way to save his life at the moment, to throw out the corpse soul grass, he only had this choice, and he couldn't think about it.

"Edgeworth, a thousand miles of snow!"

An angry roar erupted from the clouds, and at the same time, endless snowflake-like sword qi shot out.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The attack of dozens of people was directly blocked by this sudden snowflake-like sword light.

In the terrifying gaze of the Sword Sect cultivator, a figure covered in blood stumbled out.

Before the person hit the ground, a mouthful of blood had already spurted out, and the large hole in his chest was pouring blood.

"Yang Chen......"

The Sword Sect monk shouted, turning into a streamer of light and disappearing.

Zheng ......

The long sword returned to his hand, Yang Chen whined, and the blood gradually became three!