At this moment, a furry palm came out of the ground, followed by the body, and finally, a monster with a whole body of green oil came out of the ground, judging by his shape, it should be a human monk,

I don't know how many years this human monk has been buried underground, at this time the flesh and blood on his body have turned a green color, not a normal skin color, and on the surface of his body, some strange fluff has grown.

"Roar!"

The human monk who suddenly appeared roared loudly, and the black death qi exploded around his body, and its power caused the tombstones of the graves around the monk to be blown to pieces.

"Another one!"

Seeing this true walking corpse who had lost his self-consciousness, and was not a monk who was not a spirit corpse, the Sky Splitting Lion King couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and the tone of his voice contained endless sorrow.

In the Heavenly Burial Land, almost every day, there are monks who can't withstand the erosion of dead qi and turn from spirit corpses to this kind of walking corpse!

"It's so dead!"

Yan Moyu looked at the dead air rushing to his face, and couldn't help but change his face greatly, and hurriedly urged his own flames.

He is now relying on Yu Duanhuan to use the method of blood exchange, so that the blood in his body temporarily has the blood of Huangquan so that he is temporarily not affected by those dead gases, and at the same time suppresses his own dead gases, although he seems to have no problem now, but after all, he is not a person from the Yellow Springs world, and the dead qi in his body is not expelled or transformed into spiritual power, but suppressed, if it is affected by this dead air, It is very likely that the loss that has been suppressed by him will explode again, and it will affect him.

At that time, Yu Duhuan's sacrifice will be in vain, and if he also goes at this time, Yu Duhuan, who is still in a coma, will be very dangerous.

The spiritual power in this human monk's body has now been transformed into death qi, and he has lost the opportunity to be truly reborn, and it is precisely because of this that Yan Moyu felt that amazing resentment just now.

Now that the monk who has turned into the walking dead, although his consciousness has been eroded by the death qi, his strength in the time of his life has been completely preserved, and now he is walking towards Yan Mo Yu and the Heaven Splitting Lion King.

Yan Moyu's face had turned iron blue at this time, and he couldn't determine what the specific strength of this monk who had turned into the walking dead was, but it was definitely stronger than most of the monks he had seen in this fantasy world, and even the first Huiwen monk of the Bodhi Temple Discipline Academy might not be his opponent.

Although Yan Moyu can fight with all his strength to urge his soul power, but now in this fantasy world, the cultivation of the body he is staying in is also placed there, and in this heavenly burial place, Yan Moyu can't say that he can fully mobilize his own power, otherwise his result will still be a death.

Either he was killed by the other party, or because he could no longer suppress his own death qi, he was devoured by the death qi and died.

"Xiao Jiao, three heads, you go first with the dust, I'll block it!"

Yan Mo Yu explained to Xiao Jiao and the three-headed hellhound without looking back, he was very nervous now, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance to look at Yu Duhuan who was still in a coma.

Although two days have passed, Yu Duhuan does not have the slightest appearance of wanting to wake up.

And the Heaven Splitting Lion King, who heard Yan Moyu's words, snorted coldly and sneered: "The kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is just a cultivator in the early stage of his heartbeat, and he dares to stop the monks in the distraction period?" ”

Yan Moyu didn't lose his mind because of the sarcastic words of the Sky Splitting Lion King, and after the three-headed dog of hell carrying Yu Duhuan was some distance away, he began to act.

"Huh!"

The scabbard of the sword saint Nie Feng appeared in Yan Moyu's hand.

Seeing that Yan Mo Yu still had to use the scabbard of the Sword Saint Nie Feng to resist, the Heaven Splitting Lion King couldn't help but pursed his lips and sneered: "Hmph, even if you have the scabbard of the Sword Saint Nie Feng, it can't save you, if it's his long knife, it's still possible!" ”

"Shut up!"

Yan Moyu was under a lot of pressure at this time, and when he saw the Heaven Splitting Lion King sneering on the side, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

And at the same time as he said this, the coercion that belonged to Yan Mo Yu Heavenly Fox also burst out, even if the strength of the Heaven Splitting Lion King was stronger than the current Yan Mo Yu, but out of the coercion felt in the depths of his soul, although the Heaven Splitting Lion King's heart was slightly surprised, he still honestly shut his mouth.

In this current situation, even Yan Moyu didn't want to use his soul power, but there was nothing he could do.

Although forcibly urging his soul power so that he can burst out with powerful power will bring him danger, but if he doesn't fight in this situation, there is no doubt that Yan Moyu has only one result, and that is to die.

And his own soul power is very strong, but at this time, this body is still relatively weak compared to this, before in the Infinite Sword Sect's Qianzhang Mountain, Yan Moyu erupted once, but it only lasted for a few breaths, although it burst out with a powerful force, but the damage to himself was also great.

And now, the cultivation of his physical body has entered the heartbeat period, and it is thought that it can last for a cup of tea.

If it takes a little longer, maybe it will really cause irreparable damage to Yan Moyu's current body. However, the time of a cup of tea may be enough.

Even if you can't kill the other party, but you always have a chance to escape, right?

"Sword Saint Nie Feng's scabbard, I'll try its power first!"

Yan Moyu's body shook suddenly, and the momentum on his body was rising at this time.

The Heaven Splitting Lion King looked at Yan Mo Yu, whose cultivation was constantly improving, in surprise, in the period of spiritual silence, in the primordial infant stage, in the out-of-body period, and in the distraction period!

In just one breath, he watched Yan Moyu's cultivation directly improve from the early stage of heartbeat to the distraction stage!

And at this moment, when he really felt the coercion belonging to the Demon Emperor that erupted from Yan Moyu's body, the Sky Splitting Lion King finally understood why he was just now, just when he heard the other party's "shut up", he really subconsciously shut up.

Especially when he saw the smile raised at the corner of Yan Mo Yu's mouth, it looked so bloodthirsty in the eyes of the Sky Splitting Lion King.

Now what he feels in Yan Moyu's body is not only the coercion of the strong, but also the coercion that belongs to the Demon Emperor, and the coercion that belongs to the unique Huangquan world.

Even now in the heart of the Split Sky Lion King, he regretted it a little, why was he fascinated by lard before, and wanted to rob Yan Moyu?

Now Yan Moyu has directly raised his cultivation to the realm of the distraction period, and he is in the same realm as the monk who has become a walking corpse, obviously he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before, and he went to fight with Yan Moyu, isn't this that he can't think about dying completely?

You must know that his current situation is that he will never dare to waste too much of his spiritual power to fight, if he uses too much, then he will become like that monk, completely devoured by the death qi The spiritual power in his body will also become a walking corpse.

Yan Moyu believed that with his current strength, it was more than enough to deal with that human monk who had been completely corrupted by the death qi.

He held the evil spirit halberd in his right hand and the sword scabbard in his left hand, and his body's spiritual power was shocked, and he increased his speed to the extreme, turning into a black line and killing the human monk who had turned into a walking corpse.

At this time, Yan Moyu's cultivation was maintained in the early stage of distraction, while the monk who had become a walking dead was in the late stage of distraction!

Seeing Yan Mo Yu who took the initiative to attack, the Sky Splitting Lion King also recovered from the shock just now, and he was a little embarrassed that he was actually scared by Yan Mo Yu just now.

He once again reverted to his previous sneering at Yan Moyu, and sneered: "Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, you think that you can compete with it by using external forces to improve your strength in a short time, it's really naïve." ”

The current Sky Splitting Lion King came back to his senses, and he thought that Yan Moyu had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just now, but after thinking about it, he still felt that this possibility was not very likely, after all, the hidden strength would not be such a hidden method, maybe it was only because the other party used some secret forbidden spell or the like that that his strength increased sharply, but this situation will definitely not last long.

Even if the current Yan Moyu's cultivation is in the same realm as the monk who has become the walking dead, there is still a big gap between the early and late stages of distraction. And none of the monks who can be buried in this heavenly burial place are simple characters, even in the ancient era, they can be regarded as one in ten thousand, whether it is in the strength of the physical body or the subtlety of the martial arts, they are far beyond their peers.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Heaven Splitting Lion King, even if Yan Moyu raised his cultivation to the early stage of distraction with the help of external forces, he would definitely not have any chance of winning in the face of the monk who had turned into a walking corpse and did not have any self-consciousness and was not afraid of consuming his spiritual power.

Yan Moyu's hands waved together, and a fierce sword aura appeared on the scabbard of the sword saint Nie Feng across the sky, slashing at the body of the monk who had turned into the walking dead.

And as soon as the sword qi of this knife fell, the attack of the Evil Spirit Broken Halberd held in his other hand had already arrived, and the attack of the sword qi and the Evil Spirit Broken Halberd did not stop at all, under the dense attack like raindrops, the body of the human monk who had become a walking dead was instantly overwhelmed by Yan Mo Yu's endless attack!