At this time, the sea of red smoke was rolling forward, and it looked like a blood tide flowing, and the blood qi on the red-haired zombie alone had already reflected the red sky. { with }{ dream } щww{suimеng][lā}

The macaque's face was a little indifferent, as if he was very unhappy with the smell of leading these corpses, while the Demon Lord was excited, he liked the taste of blood very much.

The plains created by this Blood Mist Legion were immediately turned into a dead land. Truly there is no longer a trace of life. They were like a life harvest raging across the entire continent, and although this was only a fragment of the Seven Gods Continent, it had already devoured at least a hundred people.

When the red mist cleared, and the ground showed clear traces of blood, as well as the liquid mass mixed with mud and sand, the macaque's cheeks twitched again.

The Demon Lord stood beside him, stretched out his crimson tongue and licked his lips, staring at the front with cold eyes, and sneered, "Go to the next target, I smell where there are at least hundreds of people."

Although the Demon Lord longed for the taste of blood essence, he did not dare to disobey the order of the macaque.

The macaque glared at him coldly, nodded majestically and said, "You take a hundred zombies over first."

Hearing this, the Demon Lord hurriedly responded and stepped out of the array. Although his attitude is deferential, his heart is extremely unpleasant.

"You wait, when Lao Tzu kills the kid who lives the second life, he will come to you to settle the account."

After saying that, the Demon Lord rushed to the fragment of the plain with a hundred red-haired zombies.

With the smoke filling, it was soon impossible to see things for tens of miles, leaving only a patch of red.

The macaque didn't want to see it, although he wasn't a good person, but he wasn't in the mood to appreciate the extremely disgusting way of killing zombies.

Therefore, the macaque deliberately delayed for a while, and after estimating that the Demon Lord had already dealt with those people, he led the remaining zombie army towards the plain.

At this time, a life-and-death war was being staged on that hundred-mile plain.

The Demon Lord led a hundred people to rush into the plain, and sure enough, he found dozens of Dao Venerables in a valley. They were wearing all gray robes, and looking at their outfits, the Demon Lord could tell that they were the Xuanyuan Clan, one of the Seven Great Families.

Originally, the Demon Lord only had to walk around when he saw these people in the Void Continent, but now his power was enough to despise these junior Dao Venerables, and there were a hundred red-haired zombies behind him.

The Demon Lord staggered into the valley, and instead of sneaking up, he visited like a gentleman and explained his intentions.

The other party's Xuanyuan clan people all looked shocked, they didn't expect that there were still people in the world who would dare to openly fight against the seven major forces. And he was still facing the Xuanyuan Inner Gate Ground Rank Great Swordsman.

The Demon Lord walked generously in front of one of the Xuanyuan clan swordsmen who was the leader, and hehe sneered and said, "Xuanyuan kid is really talented, and he has cultivated his essence blood so pure at a young age."

As he spoke, he stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

When the big swordsman heard this, he raised his sword eyebrows, glared at the demon lord angrily, and said coldly, "Presumably, Your Excellency is the zombie king who caused a bloody storm in the Void Continent today, and today you meet this swordsman, the Xuanyuan clan wants to eliminate harm for the people."

After speaking, the great swordsman flicked his cuffs, and a sharp sword qi shot out, shooting towards the Demon Lord's cheek.

As soon as the Demon Lord's body flickered, it fluttered like a leaf, no matter how sharp the opponent's sword qi was, it could never touch his body.

The Great Swordsman slashed out dozens of swords in one go, and suddenly the entire void was as dense as a spider web sword qi.

However, the Demon Lord wandered around the sword qi very easily, and there was no sword qi that could hurt him at all.

The Demon Lord shook his arm slightly, his five fingers flushed with blood, and he headed towards the Great Swordsman Hood.

It seems that it is very ordinary to grab it, and all the sword qi of the great swordsman will collapse, and then the great swordsman's face will turn purple, and he will resist the pressure of blood qi very hard.

At this moment, a fountain of blood fell from the sky above his head, and the scene was both terrifying and full of weirdness.

The Great Swordsman understood that he was no match for the other party at all, so he flicked his arm, and a flying sword was already out of his hand. Now he can only take all it takes.

Just after the sword qi had broken through the blood spring, it was intercepted by a red-haired zombie, and that guy actually bit off his flying sword with sharp teeth.

And the momentum continues to rush over. When the dozens of big swordsmen in the back saw the zombies rushing in, they all lit up their sword qi and joined the battle array.

A tense and dangerous duel ensued in a small canyon.

Just when the two sides were fighting and inseparable, a purple-robed man wearing a mask stood on the top of the mountain. A sharp gaze shot down through the mask hole.

"I hope these dozens of great swordsmen can assist the zombie army to grow rapidly, you don't want to live up to the ghost master's thoughts" After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the person had already vacated into the air, and after a few trances, he disappeared without a trace.

In the canyon, the fighting has entered the white heat, and there are casualties on both sides, but zombies will not die. As soon as they die, they are immediately reborn with the help of corpses, and they can pass on all corpse poison to new corpses without diminishing their power. This is the most terrifying thing about the Poison Corps.

Looking at the fellow disciples who died and turned into red-haired zombies on the other side, the Xuanyuan Clan's great swordsmen really wanted to cry heartily, but they didn't have a chance to grieve, as long as they lost their voices a little, someone would fall to the ground, and finally be torn apart by the red-haired zombies who rushed up, and finally became food in their mouths.

These zombies are too cruel and crazy, and the Xuanyuan Great Swordsman becomes more and more frightened the more he fights, they can't imagine who else is their opponent for this kind of fearless and painless guy who can come back from the dead.

The man at the head of the Xuanyuan Clan's Great Swordsmen finally realized the severity of the situation, and he roared angrily and said, "Everyone hurry up and leave, if you can escape, count one by one, and report to the master."

Hearing this, the Xuanyuan Clan's Great Swordsmen, who had sworn to fight to the death with the zombie army, finally gave up, and they began to flee in all directions. But the Demon Lord and the Zombie Legion cut them off.

Fifty zombies blocked the exits, and finally the Demon Lord slashed one by one as if picking fruits.

Seeing that the great swordsmen were killed one by one, the leader roared angrily and rushed towards the Demon Lord, he dragged the Demon Lord with his body, and shouted at the swordsman behind him, "You guys go quickly."

Seeing that the swordsman leader was scratched by the zombie and his chest was broken, and all his internal organs were exposed, the great swordsman was terrified and wanted to return desperately.

"Let's go!" The swordsman leader roared with the last of his strength. With tears in their eyes, the swordsmen stopped and continued to rush towards Taniguchi.

But where the zombies were guarding immediately rushed towards them.

Another wave of brutal killing, and the moment they finally broke out of the canyon, there were only two swordsmen left, scarred and blood spurting down.

But they finally escaped from the demon cave, they didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and immediately stepped out of the void, and when the demon lord rushed out, they had already fled.

The Demon Lord looked at the dark void and snorted fiercely and said, "Lao Tzu let you go, I hope you will bring more people back, and Lao Tzu will kill him happily."

A huge dingware was raised high.

Crimson flames raged inside the ding.

The curious eyes of the Djinn people rotated around the Dingqi, and a general behind them threw the treasure slave to the ground.

The giant spirit clan turned around, stretched out his hand to pull the treasure slave from the ground, stared at him coldly, and shouted, "Refine, remember not to play tricks, otherwise you will die a miserable death."

Bao Nu swept the giant spirit clan with a lewd look on his face, and nodded frequently, "Don't worry, general, the villain will definitely live up to his trust."

As he spoke, he glanced towards the Dingqi, and from his eyes, it could be seen that his inner breath was desperate to enter the Ding.

The Djinn pulled out the pit from behind him and threw it to him, then ordered the soldiers to keep a close watch on him.

Bao Nu honestly held the kernel, walked to the tripod, and then stared at the tripod with a big gaze.

"Will righteousness be you?"

Bao Nu summoned several times in a row with his consciousness, but there was still no feedback in the Ding Vessel.

For refining the four-element fruit core, Bao Nu didn't have any confidence at all, and the reason why he swore so much was to buy himself time, so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

It seems that the righteous general is still in retreat, and Baonu's heart is even more desperate. Under the burning eyes of the soldiers around him, no matter what tricks he played, it was impossible for him to hide from these battle-hardened veterans.

Finally, Bao Nu took a long breath, and a pair of thief eyes swept over the fierce soldiers around him, and immediately dispelled the idea of escaping.

Bao Nu pretended to meditate cross-legged, picked up a cloud of chaotic purple flame in both hands, and began to refine the fruit core.

Since Bao Nu's Chaos Purple Flame was small, it looked like it was tickling the kernel. The eyes of the surrounding soldiers showed disdain.

Bao Nu was unmoved, and continued to urge the spirit treasure qi and continued to refine the fruit core.

Compared to Bao Nu's previous refining of jade, Bao Nu only knew how hard the material of this core was.

For several hours in a row, the Baonu Chaos Purple Flame couldn't help but not refine the kernel, not even the outermost layer of the kernel.

Seeing the intact kernel, the Djinn Clan stepped up to Bao Nu's side, pressed his shoulder heavily with his big hand, and threatened, "Can you still refine?" ”。

When Bao Nu heard this, his hands shook in fright, and he almost burned the Chaos Purple Flame on himself.

He hurriedly fiddled with it for a long time before returning to normal, and bowed to the Giant Spirit Clan with a sigh on his expression and said, "General, this is a four-element material, where can it be refined so easily, I need some supplementary materials to refine it."

The giant spirit clan stared at the treasure slave for a while, then turned to the kernel, and then waved slightly behind him and ordered, "You move all the refining materials here, I want to watch you refine with my own eyes."

At this time, Bao Nu's expression froze again, he trembled and held the core in his hand, and continued to evoke the purple flame refining.

This time, under the gaze of the giant spirit clansmen, Bao Nu worked very hard, and even mobilized the spirit treasure qi in his body. However, there was still no sign of the kernel being refined.

This made Bao Nu very anxious, and sweat was already faintly oozing from his eyebrows and forehead.

Seeing this, the djinn clan's eyes became more and more gloomy, and he felt as if he had been deceived by the guy in front of him.

This kid doesn't seem to be able to refine fruit pits.

The Giant Spirit Clan took a step forward angrily, and was just about to pull out the treasure slave, but at this moment, the treasure slave took the initiative to jump out of the refining array.

Prostrate at the feet of the Giant Spirit Clansman and said, "General, the small Chaos Purple Flame is not of sufficient grade to refine the fruit core, but the small one can refine it with the help of the Chaos Ding."

The general of the giant spirit clan stared at the treasure slave suspiciously and said, "Don't play tricks on me, if you can't practice again, this general will never give me another chance."

Hearing this, Bao Nu hurriedly nodded frequently and said, "Don't worry, general, the little one will definitely succeed this time."

After speaking, Bao Nu flicked his sleeves, and a huge Ding Vessel fell to the plain.

Looking at the Da Ding that suddenly appeared in front of him, the Giant Spirit Clan was also stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a rare treasure hidden on Bao Nu.

Facing Juding, the Giant Spirit Clan seemed to believe Bao Nu's words a little. He no longer stopped Bao Nu, and asked him to pick up all the refining materials and fruit cores and throw them into the Ding Vessel together.

At this time, Bao Nu pressed his eyebrows with both hands, and then a wisp of spiritual treasure momentum spread to the giant ding. His whole body was immediately ingested into the ding by a stream of red light.

When Bao Nu appeared again, he was already in Ding. It's an open flat area, surrounded by thirteen separate spaces. Nine of them were sealed by a mysterious ancient pattern, and the other four spaces seemed to store some miscellaneous items, and Bao Nu dropped the refining materials and fruit cores to the ground, and looked around along the passage for the righteous general. He didn't know which space the righteous general was cultivating in now, and now maybe he could only save himself by finding him.

Where did Bao Nu enter the Ding to refine the weapon, he was also forced to have no choice, and in the end he could only hide in the Ding Vessel to temporarily protect himself.

Bao Nu rummaged through the four spaces in one go, but he didn't see the shadow of the righteous general, and he finally focused his gaze on the spaces that were covered with seals.

Bao Nu stood at the door, and when he saw the giant door engraved with pictures and texts, he always felt that there was a mysterious energy hidden in it. He hesitated, still not brave enough to push the door open. So he turned back and searched around for a long time, but there was still no sign of the righteous general.

At this time, the voice of the Djinn clan came from outside, "Boy, what are you doing inside?" Why don't you see the purple flame yet?"

Bao Nu couldn't find the righteous general, there was no way to release the chaotic purple flame in the Ding vessel, he seemed to be in a hurry, and he couldn't care about any mysterious aura anymore, he slammed down with a strong palm towards the giant gate full of pictures and texts.

With a loud bang, Bao Nu retreated several steps in succession, but the giant gate in front of him was intact. Not a single crack was opened.

Bao Nu stared at the iron gate with a touch of shock in his heart, you must know that his palm just now contained the breath of the spirit treasure, even the iron plate would be shattered, not to mention that it was just a stone gate in front of him.

Bao Nu walked to the stone gate again, staring at the curved pictures and texts on it, at this time he was miraculously found that he could actually read these pictures and texts, as if they were hidden in the ancient memory, as long as Bao Nu glanced slightly, he immediately understood the content of these pictures and texts.

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