Chapter 479: The Tragic Situation of the True Legend of the Corpse Puppet
Within the Netherworld, on the top of a mountain with lush vegetation and thin dark demonic energy.
At this moment, a group of men and women who were exuding a dead aura were sitting on a flat ground, refining the corpse of a third-order demon beast with a serious expression.
The third-order demon beast that died was a one-horned copper bull, with a two-meter-long sharp horn on its head, and its skin was as hard as copper and iron.
In addition, the two-meter-long sharp horn is also comparable to the lower grade spirit treasure, and it can release the one-horned bronze bull's natural power 'Thunder Magnetic Arc', and the attack power is extremely fast and terrifying.
Therefore, even some powerhouses at the peak of the True Gang Realm were unwilling to face a powerful demon beast like the One-Horned Bronze Bull.
In the Eight Desolations Continent, in fact, the one-horned copper bull is almost extinct, and only a small number exist in some inaccessible dangerous places.
The reason why the one-horned bronze bull is scarce in the Eight Desolations Continent is that the horns on its head are natural spiritual treasure-level treasures, which only need to be polished a little to exert good power, so it has caused many martial forces to besiege and kill.
That defensive fur comparable to a low-grade spirit treasure only needs a little crafting to become a defensive treasure with good power.
In this way, even if the one-horned copper bull is strong, it will be about to die out in the Eight Desolations Continent over time.
In this sparse Netherworld Demon Abyss, this one-horned bronze bull is even rarer.
But, even so.
The one-horned bronze bull in front of him, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the third order, was still killed by the group of men and women dressed in black, the sharp horns on the top of his head were broken into two, his limbs were bent, and a bloody wound appeared on his neck, and he couldn't die anymore.
And Tianjiao, who killed this one-horned bronze bull, is the corpse puppet disciple who has disappeared for a long time!
The leader is naturally the little corpse king Shi Bailian.
In addition, there are four true disciples of Hao Jiuyou, Xiao Duan, Shuo Qiuxue, and Wu Yu, as well as more than thirty core disciples.
However, as the former true inheritance disciple of the corpse puppet mound, except for the little corpse king, the other four true legends have all lost their natal bronze bone corpses, and their strength has become even worse than that of the core disciples.
If it weren't for the little corpse king in charge, I'm afraid that Hao Jiuyou and the four would no longer be able to suppress those corpse puppet disciples.
Although Ye Han stimulated the power in the fragments of the Divine Tree that day, causing the six true legends such as the Little Corpse King to fall into a desperate situation of life and death, and even lost two True Legends because of this, after all, the Little Corpse King has two bronze bone corpses, even if he loses one, his strength depends
Old far surpasses other genius disciples.
Of course, killing this one-horned copper bull also relied on the strong strength of the little corpse king.
Around the one-horned bronze bull, there are five true legends such as the little corpse king.
And the other genius disciples were all scattered around, or relying on the heavenly and earthly treasures they had obtained during this period of time to improve their cultivation, or patrolling and letting go of the wind, they were not qualified to touch this one-horned copper bull.
Although the corpse puppet mound has few disciples, it has strict rules.
Any cultivation resources must be given priority to the use of high-level disciples.
Because he had just entered this realm, he encountered Ye Han, causing the little corpse king and others to lose a bronze bone corpse, and the little corpse king could say that although his strength had fallen a lot, it was still not comparable to the ordinary true legend, and the other people were much more tragic compared to them.
Therefore, in order to avoid other disciples from being dissatisfied, the little corpse king did not ask those fellow disciples to hand over the heavenly and earthly treasures collected along the way, but used them for himself.
However, this one-horned bronze bull is the key to the recasting of the bronze bone corpse of the little corpse king, so they do not allow others to touch it.
"Junior brothers and sisters, this one-horned bronze bull has a huge amount of qi and blood, and it can be called a treasure medicine of flesh and blood, after you borrow a secret method to devour its blood, are you sure that you will cast a new copper bone corpse?"
At this moment, the one-horned copper bull has fallen for a while, and under the secret method of the five little corpse kings, the corpse of the one-horned copper bull that was originally two zhang in size has long since dried up, only about one and a half zhang, and the qi and blood fluctuations emitted have become much weaker.
The little corpse king slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Hao Jiuyou and the four of them, and asked with a glint in his eyes.
"I'm 40% sure ......"
"I'm fifty percent!"
"I should have a seventy percent chance of being able to reforge the bronze bone corpse!"
"I'm also about 50% sure. ”
When Hao Jiuyou and the four of them heard this, they replied one after another, with a faint hint of excitement on their faces.
As the true inheritance of the corpse puppet mound, the biggest confidence is the bronze bone corpse.
Since the bronze bone corpse was destroyed by Ye Han, the four of them have been cautious during this time.
encountered a good natural treasure, but he didn't have enough strength, so he could only watch the genius disciples under his door collect it.
Afterwards, they didn't dare to ask those genius disciples for it.
The rules of the sect are indeed important, but they are based on their respective strengths.
Now that they have lost the bronze bone corpse, with their own combat power alone, they are the most ordinary Juyuan Ten Heavy, and against the same door with an iron-armored corpse, almost
There is no chance of winning.
Fortunately, with the little corpse king Shi Bailian shocking the audience, this team will not fall apart.
And at present, this one-horned copper bull is the key to the recovery of the strength of the four people, so they dare not slack off in the slightest.
"Well, in order to kill this evil animal, my bronze bone corpse suffered a lot of damage, so you must do your best to reforge the bronze bone corpse, otherwise, I will not be able to find a more suitable flesh and blood treasure medicine for you!"
The little corpse king nodded, although he looked hideous, but at this moment, he was the only pillar of Hao Jiuyou's four.
Between the true disciples, it is a matter of mutual glory.
Therefore, even if he knew that Hao Jiuyou and the four had lost the bronze bone corpse, the first thing the little corpse king had to consider was not to abandon the four of them, but to help the latter reforge the bronze bone corpse.
"Thank you, big brother!"
Hao Jiuyou and the four of them were secretly grateful, and then they used the secret method more seriously to absorb the qi and blood of the one-horned copper bull.
And the little corpse king also closed his eyes and concentrated, borrowing the qi and blood of the one-horned copper bull to recuperate the damage of his own copper bone corpse.
Rumble!
At this moment, a dull explosion suddenly came from below the mountain peak.
Followed by.
Bang!
The earth seemed to tremble, and loud noises kept coming, and they quickly approached the little corpse king and the others on the top of the mountain.
"The corpse puppet disciple obeys the order and quickly forms a formation to defend!"
When the first strange sound came, the little corpse king opened his eyes and gave an order with a solemn face.
The disciples of the corpse puppet mound did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and woke up from the meditation one after another, only to hear the sound of banging in the field, and a black iron coffin appeared, and then more than thirty iron-armored corpses covered with hair swept out of those coffins and landed in the outermost area, forming a tight defense.
Hao Jiuyou and the four of them were awakened one after another, their faces full of nervousness, and they didn't know whether they should give up this hard-won opportunity.
"Don't get distracted, keep cultivating!"
At this time, the little corpse king stood up, slowly swept out of the crowd, listened to the increasingly violent movements, and came to the outside of the crowd.
Boom!
The next moment, a figure wearing a bright yellow python robe landed in front of a group of corpse puppet disciples, paused a few feet apart, and a pair of blood-colored eyes looked at a group of corpse puppet disciples, as if looking at a group of dead things, without the slightest emotion.