Yan Moyu's wave of attacks was originally intended to make it impossible for the other party to judge which of his attacks was an entity and which attack was illusory. But this time, Yan Moyu did the opposite, and the attacks on his hands were all real at this time!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sword qi and the evil spirit halberd fell on the body of the monk who had been turned into a walking corpse, and it made a crisp sound, as if it had been slashed on an iron plate.

Yan Moyu didn't expect that the monk's seemingly rotten green body was so hard, even if he used the Evil Spirit Halberd, he couldn't break through the layer of green skin on his body, and only left a dark green trace on it.

"Such a hard body, after being eroded and transformed by death qi, their body is already much stronger than the physical body when they were alive."

Yan Moyu couldn't help frowning.

As if he was caught by Yan Moyu's wave of dense and rain-like attacks, the monk who had become the walking dead acted.

"Roar!"

The murderous monk roared loudly, his palm flipped over, and a spear appeared in his hand, and in an instant, a monstrous death aura erupted!

This murderous corpse monk was already a late stage of distraction when he was alive, or even stronger, even if his cultivation regressed after being eroded by death qi now, he still remained in the realm of the late stage of distraction, the only difference was that all the spiritual power in his body had been transformed into death qi.

As soon as the dead qi came out, Yan Moyu's face became more and more solemn, his body was extremely sensitive to the dead qi, such a majestic dead qi, once he came into contact with it, the consequences were unimaginable.

Fortunately, the current Yan Mo Yu's cultivation skyrocketed, and his flame strength also increased a lot, and at the same time that death qi hit, the cyan flame on the surface of Yan Mo Yu's body was sheng, isolating it all from the outside.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the opponent's shot suddenly turned into a point of light.

"So fast!"

Yan Moyu's pupils shrank, this marksmanship was so fast, I am afraid it was also a great martial art in that ancient era.

This shot came too fast, basically so fast that people couldn't react, if it was Yan Moyu before, maybe it was really unavoidable, but now he can naturally react.

The evil spirit halberd in Yan Moyu's hand suddenly changed, and a black long sword slashed out.

"Boom!"

Although the opponent's shot was close at hand, almost sticking to Yan Moyu's face, Yan Moyu still slashed out that sword with rich combat experience, and the blood-colored thin line broke through the point of light and slashed at the tip of the spear. “

Call! ”

Yan Mo Yu's mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood mixed with his demonic power and spiritual power spurted out of his mouth, turning into a blood mist in the air, and then enveloping his body, turning into a protective shield to protect Yan Mo Yu's body.

"What is this?"

The Splitting Heaven Lion King's pupils shrank, and for a moment he couldn't see the subtlety in the martial arts performed by Yan Moyu.

"Where did this kid learn this martial art?"

The Sky Splitting Lion King's heart trembled. As a powerhouse in the ancient era, his vision is naturally not bad, and there are a large number of human monks under his seat, and he knows a lot about human martial arts, but now he can't even see the subtlety of Yan Moyu's martial arts, you can imagine how shocking this is for the Sky Splitting Lion King, and now, there is not much time for him to ponder.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the corpse monk's spear exploded, and countless spears covered the entire sky.

"You think I'm going to be scared of you?!"

Yan Moyu let out a low roar, the long sword in his hand kept swinging, and the spear in the sky didn't even fall on his body at all.

When Yan Moyu approached, he poured his true dragon blood into the long sword in his hand that was transformed from the evil spirit halberd, and with a burst of dragon groans, he slashed at the wrist of the human monk who had turned into the walking dead on the opposite side.

"Poof!"

Dark green blood spurted out from the wrist of the monk who had turned into the walking dead, and when the dark green blood splashed into the blood qi shield in front of Yan Mo Yu's body, his blood qi shield was instantly corroded by the dark green blood!

"This blood still has a corrosive effect?"

Seeing this situation, Yan Moyu was horrified.

The sword he had just slashed out had almost cut off the wrist of the monk who had turned into the walking dead, and now there was only a trace of flesh attached to the other's wrist. But even so, the corpse monk's movements were not restricted by this, as if it were not his hand that had been severed.

"Has the body lost sensation?"

Yan Moyu frowned slightly, this was a bit troublesome.

He originally thought that although the other party had no consciousness of his own, he still felt it, but what he didn't expect was that the other party didn't even feel it.

However, trouble is trouble, Yan Moyu still relied on his superb sword moves to suppress this fierce corpse warrior, constantly leaving scars on the other party's body.

If it were a normal person, there were nearly a hundred wounds on his body, and even if he bleed, he would have died, but for this monk who had become a walking corpse and had no consciousness, it would have little effect.

Now Yan Mo Yu also felt that his body had begun to react, presumably he couldn't bear his strength for a long time, after perceiving this, Yan Mo Yu had to deal with this murderous monk as soon as possible.

Yan Moyu followed up and swung another sword, and he decided to completely solve the other party with one blow.

This time, the sword cut out by Yan Moyu is unpredictable, one sword is better than ten thousand swords, even if the Heaven Splitting Lion King is staring intently from the side, he can't see the sword cut out by Yan Moyu clearly!

"Huh!"

With this long sword slash, the head of the murderous corpse monk was cut off by Yan Mo Yu, and when it was thrown into the air, it turned into a pile of powder!

The headless body also collapsed with a bang, and the moment it hit the ground, it also turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

As soon as Yan Moyu's palm stretched out, a ring that was originally on the corpse monk's body fell into Yan Moyu's hand.

This is a Sumeru ring, the space is huge, at least more than a thousand cubes, and more importantly, this Sumeru ring can not only store inanimate dead things, but also place living beings.

That's a good baby.

It's just that with Yan Moyu's current cultivation, it's not enough to put a living creature into this Sumeru ring.

Yan Moyu immediately withdrew his strength, and when his cultivation fell back to the early stage of heartbeat, Yan Moyu's body went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. Under the full urging power just now, his spiritual power was consumed extremely much, and he himself was also a little secretly injured.

At this moment, a gap appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Burial Land, and a ray of sunlight fell from the sky that was obscured by death!

Seeing this situation, Yan Moyu's pupils shrank: "Come so fast!" ”

But now his situation is not very good, he and Yu Duhuan have been waiting for an opportunity to leave, but now the opportunity has appeared, but his spiritual power has been consumed, and Yu Duanhuan is still-

Unconscious.

More importantly, just now, for the sake of Yu Duhuan's safety, he asked the three-headed hellhound to carry Yu Duanhuan, and Xiao Jiao was responsible for protecting them, so that they could hide a little farther.

But now it seems that perhaps this choice was the right one.

And the Sky Splitting Lion King, who had been sneering at Yan Moyu before, suddenly lost his voice and became like a cat, and he didn't even dare to contact those who were coming.

A giant beast slipped through the gap, its huge body almost obscuring the entire sky, and dozens of monks sat on the body of this giant beast, and behind these warriors, hundreds of expressionless warriors looked coldly ahead.

"I wonder what the harvest in the Heavenly Burial Land is this time?"

Above the beast's head, an old woman with heavy makeup looked at the tombstone below with a smile on her face, and the wrinkles that appeared on her face stuck the powder on her face.

But suddenly, a look of surprise flashed across the old woman's face, for she had seen a living person below!

"Senior brother, below-"

The old woman cried out hurriedly.

Before the old woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by an old man, who smiled coldly and said, "Don't scream, I can see it naturally if my eyes are not blind." I'd rather see who has the audacity to make trouble in the Heavenly Burial Ground of our Nine Ghost Soul Realm. ”

The other party's voice was naturally heard by Yan Moyu, and when he heard the old man claiming to be a member of the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm, he couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

The Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm does not belong to this world, but it has not yet reached the status of the Huangquan World, it is another independent plane, and it has always stayed in its own plane world, but I didn't expect that this heavenly burial place is actually owned by the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm.

If Yu Duhuan is still the princess of Huangquan, with her identity, even if the people of the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm see it, she must respectfully address Her Royal Highness the Princess, because if you really want to count it, the Nine Ghost Corpse Soul Realm can also be called a branch of the Huangquan World. But now, she has given up her identity, although she still has the blood of Huangquan, but the identity symbol is gone, I am afraid that if the other party sees Yu Duhuan, she will not feel that she is the princess of the Huangquan world.

"How is that possible?"

When the old man above the giant beast saw Yan Moyu clearly, his face was full of incredulity.

The reason why the old man was shocked was not because Yan Moyu's cultivation was too high, but because Yan Moyu's cultivation was too low, so low that they couldn't believe it.

In the early stage of the heartbeat, is this also a cultivator, this kind of cultivation is simply laughing to death.