The moment the Demon Saint Dry Corpse opened its eyes, whether it was Feng Qianqiu, who was closest to the dry corpse, or Fang Lin and Gu Han Mountain in the distance, they all felt a burst of coldness all over their bodies, like falling into an ice cellar.

Feng Qianqiu turned around a little stiffly, and saw the eyes of the demon saint corpse, and suddenly the whole person collapsed to the ground, as if the strength of his whole body had been drained in an instant.

Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan also felt a panic in their hearts for no reason, as if some peerless beast was slowly appearing.

Buzz Buzz!!

In particular, the blood-colored long sword in Fang Lin's hand was humming violently at this moment, and it was constantly struggling, as if it wanted to break free from Fang Lin's hand.

Fang Lin was taken aback, although he hadn't been able to get this blood-colored sword for a short time, it was the first time he had seen this blood-colored sword so irritable.

"What's going on?" Fang Lin looked down and saw Feng Qianqiu sitting on the ground as if he had lost his mind, and then saw that the dried corpse had opened his eyes.

"Not good!" Fang Lin secretly said in his heart, although he didn't know the situation too clearly, but the dry corpse actually opened his eyes, which was obviously not a good thing.

Gu Hanshan's face was also ugly, and the aura emanating from the dried corpse made him feel extremely uncomfortable and depressed, as if what was lying there was not a shriveled corpse, but a king among demon beasts.

Seeing that Fang Lin was actually stunned, Gu Hanshan sneered and suddenly shot at Fang Lin.

But at this moment, a violent suction force suddenly spread from the dry corpse, and Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan were both pulled by that suction and flew towards the dry corpse.

Even if the two of them tried their best to resist, the strength of this suction was far beyond the scope of what they could resist, and the two of them were sucked to the side of the dry corpse like dead branches and leaves.

The two of them just wanted to move, but they found that their bodies seemed to no longer belong to them, completely uncontrollable, and they could only look at the dried corpse in vain and despair.

Feng Qianqiu's face changed again and again, he was not affected in any way, at this moment, the infinite survival * rose in his heart, and he directly took off into the air, wanting to fly away.

But as soon as he flew into the air, he felt a strong force pulling from below, even if he was good at cultivating well, but in the face of this force, he still screamed and was directly pulled down.

Bang!

Feng Qianqiu fell to the ground in great embarrassment, Rao is strength is profound, but he also fell a little dazed.

Airplanes!

The blood-colored long sword that had been grasped by Fang Lin in his hand also flew out of Fang Lin's hand at once, and was directly inserted into the heart of the dried corpse.

This sword went down, Fang Lin was stunned, what was this for? I'm afraid that this dry corpse is not dead yet, so let's make up for it again?

However, Fang Lin knew that this was definitely not the case, no matter how you looked at it, this blood-colored long sword seemed to have something to do with this dried corpse.

Soon, Fang Lin could see that the blood-colored long sword was actually injecting blood into the corpse.

Fang Lin suddenly realized, this blood-colored long sword was no wonder that it liked to suck blood so much, and it didn't seem to be enough to suck as much as it wanted, it turned out to be for this old cadre.

At this moment, it can be seen to the naked eye that the body of the old cadaver has a little bit of blood, and gradually there is a trace of vitality diffused out.

Although this glimmer of vitality is extremely weak, like a candle flame in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time, but on a corpse that has been dead for thousands of years, there is a trace of vitality, which is a little scary to think about.

Feng Qianqiu looked at this scene and smiled miserably, he guessed correctly, this was not a great chance at all, but a trap that the demon saint had already laid out.

Although the demon saint died, he left his hands behind, wanting to wake up again after countless years, and to complete such a rebellious thing, a large amount of blood was necessary to replenish the vitality of the demon saint.

This blood-colored long sword must be the thing left by the Demon Saint, and all the blood it absorbs is prepared for the Demon Saint.

At this moment, under the continuous infusion of blood from the blood-colored long sword, the corpse of the demon saint faintly had a trace of terrifying coercion permeating out.

This is the coercion that belongs to the demon saint, and it belongs to the coercion of the ten thousand demons who suppressed the heavens and the earth countless years ago, and was called a saint by countless demons.

A generation of demon saints! It's slowly waking up at the moment!

Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan couldn't help but show fear, and this sense of fear did not come from their hearts, but from some kind of power in their bodies.

Fang Lin looked at the dried corpse that was gradually becoming more vigorous, and suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly looked at Feng Qianqiu: "Who is this old dry corpse?" ”

Feng Qianqiu laughed miserably: "Demon Saint! He is a demon saint who has been dead for 10,000 years! ”

When Fang Lin heard this, he was also a head or two big, I was obedient, this old dried corpse that was like a salted fish turned out to be a demon saint.

As a Danzun, Fang Lin knew the meaning of the title of Demon Saint, only a strong person who made all demons surrender and worshiped from the bottom of his heart would be called a demon saint by ten thousand demons.

The Saint of Demons! Dominate all demons in the world!

The demon saint is not limited to the demon, people can also become the demon saint, but the difficulty is more than a hundred times more difficult than the demon.

And this dried corpse is a real human race, but it has become a demon saint, it is conceivable that such a character must be a strong man of Megatron during his lifetime, even if it is not as strong as the honorable powerhouse, it is definitely not too much worse.

Fang Lin scolded: "You bastard, can you have a convulsion? Dare to come to the idea of beating the corpse of the demon saint? Well, now everyone is doomed! ”

Feng Qianqiu didn't regret it, after he guessed that this was a trap, he already understood that he couldn't escape, the demon saint needed a lot of vitality and blood to wake up, and everyone here had to become sacrifices for the resurrection of the demon saint.

It's just that dying like this, Feng Qianqiu is also extremely unwilling.

Gu Hanshan suddenly said, "What demon saint? ”

Fang Lin didn't bother to pay attention to him, the situation was critical at the moment, there was more and more vitality in this old cadre's corpse, if he really woke up, then all of them had only one way to die.

I saw Fang Lin's eyes rolling wildly, desperately thinking of a solution.

After thinking about it, the current situation seems to be irreversible, and there is only the right thing to stare at and wait for death.

"His grandmother's! Lao Tzu isn't really going to die here, is he? Fang Lin scolded in his heart, and couldn't help but become a little anxious.

Just when Fang Lin was helpless, a golden finger suddenly emerged from above, with a golden light, illuminating all directions.

Airplanes!!!!

The blood-colored sword seemed to be frightened, and it flew up from the corpse at once.

Without the infusion of blood, the vitality in the dry corpse passed quickly, the demon saint had not really awakened, and without the blood-colored sword, the little vitality in the body could not last long.

The golden fingers, with the aura of destruction of everything, fell from the sky and pressed down fiercely towards the blood-colored sword and the dried corpse. The blood-colored long sword hummed, making a piercing sound, and with a monstrous blood-light aura, it fearlessly rushed straight towards the golden finger.

It's going to stop that golden finger from falling! Don't let any existence interfere with the revival of the Demon Saint!

The golden light is dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes, and the blood light is intense, with a pungent bloody breath.

The two collided fiercely, like the interweaving of gold and blood, and like the collision of heaven and earth.

Hearing only a loud bang, Fang Lin, Gu Hanshan, and Feng Qianqiu all felt a shock in their eardrums, and at that moment, the three of them couldn't hear anything, and there were two colors of gold and red left in front of them.

After a while, the three of them returned to normal, and when they looked up, they saw that the blood-colored long sword had lost its luster, and with the wail of the sword, it fell next to the corpse of the demon saint.

And the golden finger, with a monstrous aura and a momentum that suppressed everything, fell with a bang, like Mount Tai pressing the top, and smashed on the corpse of the demon saint.

For a moment, Fang Lin and the three of them seemed to hear the wailing of the ten thousand demons, and the dead demon beasts in the entire Ten Thousand Beast Cemetery all seemed to come to life in an instant, roaring angrily at the golden fingers.

In that terrifying golden light, I saw that the demon saint corpse actually moved, and raised a hand tremblingly.

I saw that the shriveled palm waved slightly, and a blood-colored dragon shadow could be faintly seen flying out, shattering the golden finger.

Fang Lin and the three of them all looked shocked, and they all looked a little stunned.

The feeling that these golden fingers give them is indescribably powerful, and if it were them, even if it was Feng Qianqiu, it was estimated that they would die if they were hit by it.

But this demon saint corpse withstood the attack of the golden finger, and with a wave of his hand, he defeated it.

How powerful is that?

The Demon Saint is worthy of being a Demon Saint, even if he has become a dried corpse, he has such terrifying strength, it is conceivable, if this Demon Saint is resurrected, who is his opponent in these nine countries?

But before the three of them could marvel for too long, they saw a golden light surging above, and in the light of a formation, another golden finger condensed.

Rumble!!!

The golden finger fell again, and once again smashed and slaughtered the corpse of the Demon Saint, this time, the power was even more than before, and the original little vitality in the corpse of the Demon Saint was smashed to the point that there was almost nothing left.

The three of them could see that there was an extremely powerful magic circle shrouded in this place, as long as this demon saint cadaver moved, the magic circle would be activated, and the golden finger would be lowered to suppress the demon saint.

Feng Qianqiu and Fang Lin were both extremely shocked, this is a demon saint, even if it becomes a dry corpse, it is also a demon saint, a character who is so strong that there is no boundary, how can it be suppressed here?

Moreover, to be able to suppress the Demon Saint here, how terrifying is this?

Feng Qianqiu felt unbelievable, in his cognition, the Demon Saint was already the most terrifying powerhouse in heaven and earth, and he could dominate ten thousand demons, who could be his opponent?

However, Fang Lin has a wider range of knowledge, although the Demon Saint is strong, it is definitely not invincible in the world.

But even if they are not invincible in the world, the people who can suppress the demon saint can count them on their fingers.

In Fang Lin's mind, he thought of several powerhouses who could suppress the Demon Saint for a while, but there was no point in thinking about these at the moment.

After all, the golden finger is even better, after all, it is the condensation and manifestation of the power of the formation, and the demon saint is already a dried corpse, even if it relies on the help of the blood-colored long sword to recover some vitality, but at this moment, it is almost consumed, and it will gradually return to the state of a dry corpse.

And between the two competing with each other, Feng Qianqiu and the three of them suddenly felt that their bodies had regained control.

Because the power of the demon saint has weakened, it can no longer suppress the three of them.

The three of them were overjoyed, but the next moment Fang Lin fought with Gu Hanshan again.

There is no way, the two are enemies of life and death, even at this time, you have to fight you to the death first.

Feng Qianqiu only thought about his life, and didn't care about anything else at all, and fled directly into the distance.

Fang Lin also wanted to escape, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment, who knew what terrifying things would happen below.

But Gu Han Mountain seemed to be crazy, pestering Fang Lin to death.

Fang Lin scolded: "Are you crazy? If you want to fight let's change places and have a good fight, you want to die here, I don't want to! ”

Gu Hanshan laughed, not giving Fang Lin any chance to escape at all, just to confine Fang Lin here.

Gu Hanshan is indeed crazy, he knows his situation, and he will gradually become a real demon beast, which is difficult for Gu Hanshan to accept, rather than becoming an unconscious demon beast that only knows how to eat people, it is better to kill Fang Lin and die happily here.

Therefore, at this moment, Gu Hanshan had already put life and death aside, and his only obsession was to kill Fang Lin.

Bang!!!

The golden finger once again fell on the demon saint corpse, the demon saint corpse finally had no power to fight back, and the golden light also affected Fang Lin and Gu Han Mountain, both of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if they had been hit hard.

Fang Lin was fortunate that the moment the golden light spread, he used Po Yue's defense to the extreme, so he took slightly less damage.

But Gu Hanshan is miserable, the defense is completely inferior to the upper forest, and at this moment, he was injured by the golden light, half of his body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he had passed out.

Fang Lin really wanted to go up and kill Gu Han Mountain with a single sword, but he didn't have a chance, and the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Cemetery was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

Boom Rumble!!

Looking up, the golden magic circle was extremely dazzling, as if it was accumulating strength, and wanted to give the dry corpse a blow in the name of it, and completely suppress it.

And if this blow fell, Fang Lin would not be spared, he would be bombarded into scum, after all, he didn't have the strength of the Demon Saint's pervert, even if he turned into a dry corpse, he could resist the bombardment of the golden light.

Fang Lin could choose to kill Gu Hanshan at this time, but in this way, he would not have enough time to escape from here.

"Damn it!" Fang Lin scolded, glanced at Gu Hanshan, didn't make a move, turned around and was about to flee.

But at this moment, Fang Lin's expression moved, and he immediately rushed to the side, holding the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and then, Fang Lin gritted his teeth, and it turned out that the demon saint corpse was also included in the Nine Palaces bag.

The moment the Demon Saint Dry Corpse was pocketed by Fang Lin, the golden magic circle seemed to be furious, and a big golden hand appeared.

"Won't it?" Fang Lin shouted, swallowed a Blood Demon Pill, his internal strength increased tenfold, and with the Nine Heavens Footwork under his feet, it could be said that he was full of firepower, and rushed directly towards the outside of the Ten Thousand Beasts Cemetery.

Bang!!!

The big golden hand also fell, and the golden light was like a tsunami, submerging Fang Lin's figure, as if at that moment, Fang Lin was wiped out by the big golden hand.