Xiao Chen's thoughts turned, and then he retracted his mind, now in this strange space, this thing seems to have the effect of astringent breath, if it weren't for Xiao Chen's quick reaction, he was almost successfully attacked by him just now, and the power of this old corpse should not be underestimated.

Xiao Chen made a move before, although he didn't do his best, but the power of the Ancient Pole Seven Songs couldn't be faked, and he couldn't kill this old corpse, which was enough to know its strength.

The retreating old corpse was gone, and no breath emanated, but Xiao Chen knew in his heart that this thing was not leaving, but looking for the right time to burst into a killer.

This terrifying old corpse has a fanatical desire for blood food, and he has already learned it.

After a while, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, and the old corpse finally couldn't hold back his shot, but this time it didn't want to escape again!

With a wave of the sleeves of the robe, the Huangquan big grinding disc suddenly appeared, went straight to the left and smashed down!

An angry roar came out of the old corpse's mouth, as if he had never thought that Xiao Chen could see through its tracks one after another, but this roar stopped abruptly, and the body of this thing was crushed alive.

Streams of rich dead qi overflowed, and they were directly swallowed by the Huangquan Great Mill Disc, and the power in this old corpse seemed to be able to replenish its lost power.

Smack!

The old corpse's body collapsed and annihilated, and a pair of tattered armor fell to the ground.

Xiao Chen's eyes were around, and he suddenly remembered that when he was in the Wumeng tribe in the land of blood, he had received a blood-colored armor piece, which could devour the broken armor on the old corpse's body, I wonder if it still has this effect now?

With a slight flash of inspiration in his hand, a wooden box appeared in his hand, and he reached out to open it, revealing one of the half-formed blood-colored armors, with the chest goggles as the core, derived from chain mail, which could cover a small half of his body.

After collecting the broken armor from one hundred and eight stone towers and devouring them, this thing was formed.

The moment the wooden box was opened, the broken armor of the old corpse on the ground trembled suddenly, and there were actually several jet-black black lights overflowing, directly blending into half of the blood armor. After devouring these few black rays, the edges of the broken blood armor squirmed like flesh and blood, but it didn't grow much before it stopped changing.

Xiao Chen groaned slightly, separated a trace of divine consciousness and carefully shot towards the blood armor, and the next moment, his face changed slightly, and he did not hesitate to cut off this wisp of divine thought.

With the growth of volume, the devouring power emitted by this blood armor has increased a lot, and it is impossible to resist it with his current cultivation as a primordial spirit.

This blood armor will be a great evil!

But treasures are not evil, and if they are used well, they can become sharp weapons in their hands.

Xiao Chen's consciousness swept slightly, making sure that the old corpse had left nothing else, so he turned around and took a step, turning into a streamer and roaring away.

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In the dead world, there is no breath of life, only the wind whistling back and forth in the void, rolling up a chilling whimper.

In the vast world, one person walks alone.

This will be a great test of the monk's state of mind. If the mind is not strong, under the pressure of loneliness and dead silence, once the mind collapses, it will definitely die!

In March, Xiao Chen walked on foot, in order to find a way to leave, only by walking step by step can he see the truth. But along the way, except for the increasing number of old corpses, he never saw any hope of escape.

Xiao Chen pursed the corners of his mouth, and there were six old corpses lying in front of him, and the black light that overflowed from the broken armor was swallowed by the blood armor.

In the past three months, walking on the earth, Xiao Chen didn't know how many old corpses he had killed, and all the broken armor he obtained was devoured by the blood-colored armor, and now its volume was larger than at the beginning, and the shape of the entire armor was faintly visible.

This is a set of blood-colored armor with fine scales, each piece of scale armor has a delicate texture, and there is a trace of blood flowing in it, which is gorgeous and noble.

Perhaps, it won't be long before he can restore the Scarlet Armor to its entirety.

At that time, there will inevitably be some changes in this thing.

Xiao Chen looked at the blood armor in the wooden box, but at this moment, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look ahead, with joy in his eyes.

In this direction, there are vitality fluctuations!

If there is life, then it is said that there are living beings here, and there will even be monks, and if you find them, you may find a chance to leave.

Xiao Chen put away the wooden box with his backhand, took the next step with his feet, and his body was wrapped in the light, turning into a streamer, and he moved forward quickly.

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"The tribe is evacuating and transferring, we have to hold on for a while, we can't take a step back!" A burly young man held a long knife, resisting the killing and biting of three old corpses, his body was strong and powerful, a long knife danced impermeable, and his physical strength was extremely strong, and he could not fall into the wind at all.

"Yes, Lord Chalk!"

"Fight these monsters!"

"Wife and children are behind you, whoever takes a step back will become a sinner of the tribe!"

"Kill!"

More than five hundred sturdy men roared and shot wildly, their bodies could not fluctuate, but there was a strange power flowing, the flesh was powerful, and with the power of flesh and blood, they were able to resist the crazy attacks of dozens of old corpses together.

But the old corpses are not afraid of death and are tireless, they are flesh and blood, and it may be okay to resist for a while, but with the passage of time, the loss of strength in the body becomes heavier and heavier, and casualties gradually appear.

In the midst of the terrible howl, a sturdy man was captured by the old corpse, followed by a terrifying sound of flesh tearing and chewing.

The strong smell of blood spread.

"Lord Chalk, we have to retreat, there are too many old corpses, and everyone has reached the limit. A man with a pale face and a long knife in his hand slashed down, forcing the old corpse back alive, gasping for breath and speaking.

"No, we can't go yet, you and I stand back, the old and weak women and children in the tribe are in front of these monsters, and they don't have any power to resist!" chalk roared, "It's a pity that the Divine Giant Marshal has fallen into a deep sleep, otherwise with the unparalleled strength of the Lord, it is enough to kill all these monsters, and now we can only rely on ourselves!"

"Hold the battle line, don't let any old corpse let go of your and my defenses!"

"Yes, sir!"

The battle continued, although several old corpses were killed, but the chalk side was more seriously damaged, and nearly two hundred young men had been killed, which was already an unbearable loss for the entire tribe.

The chalk roared suddenly, and the blade in his hand actually burst out with brilliant silver light, directly cutting off the arms of the two old corpses in front of him, his face was pale, and his eyes turned black.

This is a manifestation of physical exhaustion, gradually reaching the limit of bearing.

"Let's go!"

The chalk beckoned the people to retreat, but he did not leave, and struggled to pick up the long knife and cut off the back for the people.

The more than 300 young men who survived fought and retreated, but their physical strength was very overdrawn, and under the attraction of the breath, the number of old corpses gathered around them was increasing.

The chalk and the tribesmen gradually despair in their hearts!

If they all die, the tribe loses all its combat power, and will either be killed by the old corpses, or they will be swallowed up by other tribes and become slaves in the hands of the other tribe.

But at this moment, a withered yellow aura suddenly pierced through the space, burrowing into the group of old corpses, as if entering a no-man's land, any old corpse that touched it, the purple-red flesh stronger than steel was directly shattered.

Dozens of old corpses, all of them died in an instant, and the withered yellow streamer returned the same way, disappearing in a flash.

Just when the chalk and the people were shocked and stunned, the faint footsteps came from the dusty sky, and before anyone arrived, there was a faint spiritual light that filled the surroundings, blocking all the wind and sand.

With black hair and black eyes, a plain complexion, and a green robe, not stained with any dust.

"Powerful Divine Master, the chalk of the Kameng tribe and the people of the chalk clan would like to express their heartfelt thanks to you!" the chalk knelt down, and all the young and strong men behind him knelt down, their faces showing sincere awe and gratitude.

Xiao Chen's face was slightly dumbfounded, he really didn't expect the scene in front of him, but with his current state of mind cultivation, his mind had regained his calmness with a slight movement of his thoughts, and he waved his robe sleeves and said lightly: "No need to be polite, get up." ”

"Thank you, Master Priest!"

Chalk led the clansmen to get up carefully, standing together with a slight restraint, bowing their heads slightly, not even daring to look up at the Divine Master, for fear of provoking the Divine Master's displeasure and killing them here.

Just now, the Divine Master made a move, and killed dozens of broken armor corpses with an understatement, this kind of power must be a high-level Divine Master, in front of such a noble adult, they naturally dare not be the slightest bit presumptuous.

"Master Divine Master has saved the lives of the Kameng tribe, and I would like to ask you to accept my invitation to go to the Kameng tribe, so that we can express our gratitude to you. Chalk whispered, but there was a sense of unease on his face.

Inviting a noble lord to be a guest, only powerful tribes have always had this kind of qualification, and their Kameng tribe, a small tribe that even the divine master does not have, has never been looked down upon by the divine master.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen groaned slightly, and actually nodded, "Okay, I've been on the road for several months, and I'm a little tired, so I'll go to your place to rest for a while." ”

"Ah! Master Divine Master can go to our Kameng tribe, this is our honor!" Bai Chalk's face was full of joy, and then he thought of something, and glanced in the direction behind Xiao Chen, "Master Divine Master, you said that you have been walking in the place where the old corpses are rampant for several months... Could it be that you are alone, and you don't have any guards with you?"

"That's true, what's wrong, what's wrong?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly and said lightly.

Chalk's heart jumped fiercely, and he hurriedly saluted, "Please forgive me for my rudeness, I think you must have extremely powerful power, and you can not be afraid of the threat of the old corpse, I thought too much." ”

"In that case, please come with us, sir. ”

The faces of the warriors of the Kameng tribe showed joy at the same time, and it would be a great honor for them to invite the powerful Divine Master to the tribe as a guest.

However, at this moment, more than a dozen warriors of the Kameng tribe knelt down at the same time, "Lord Chalk, we have been poisoned by the corpse, I am afraid that we will soon turn into a murderous corpse, please cut off our heads, but the wives and children in our tribe, please take care of them in the future." ”

The joy on the face of the Carmen tribe warrior disappeared in an instant, and there was a sad look in his eyes, his eyes looked at Xiao Chen, and he wanted to stop talking, but he was stopped by chalk with his gaze.

"Go in peace, I swear that I will be kind to your family in the future. ”

As he spoke, he drew his long knife with his backhand and walked up to these warriors, his eyes revealing sadness.

More than a dozen kneeling Kameng warriors on the ground bowed their heads and cried quietly.

In the face of death, these warriors who can fight bravely against the old corpse will also feel fear.

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[Today's second update, when the bun has not been updated, you can actually receive the monthly pass of your brothers, which is very heartwarming, let's fight together!]