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The two palms merged, where did Qiu Thirteen expect such a change to occur, at this moment, he could only change his move, mobilizing the power of the "Heaven and Earth Demon Male" to resist the combined attack of the black palm.

The palms were clapped in the void, as if affected by the stagnation force, and the advance was slow. Seeing that Feng Poyu's face was gloomy again, he switched his hands into a gesture, and immediately these palms suddenly exploded, and at the same time slapped on Qiu Thirteen's chest and back.

Only to hear the sound of bones cracking, Qiu Thirteen suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the fragments of organs spurted out. And he took one last look at the terrible palm print on his chest that went deep into the bones, and before he could say the last word, his eyes went black.

"Grandma's, it's yin. ”

After finishing speaking, this monk with the sixfold strength of the Dao Artistic Conception ended his life like this.

Woohoo......

A violent roar sounded from the ground, and I saw a huge hole suddenly break in the hard ground, and the owners of the two palms finally crawled out of the ground at this time. The rumbling sound was accompanied by a chilling chill.

I saw a humanoid monster revealing its body, it was ten feet tall, and its body was iron-blue. There is not a trace of hair on the body, and the whole body seems to be poured with molten iron. Looking at its face again, it seems to be a puppet, without the slightest expression, just the hollowness in its eyes, which makes people look very surprised.

"It's ...... Iron corpse!You are a corpse man!" Zhen Yinjian's pupils shrank and said in a deep voice.

"Yo, it's interesting and interesting, I can't imagine that in a barbaric land like the Northern Desolate Land, there are still people who know about our corpse gate, it's really surprising to me. Feng Poyu clapped his hands repeatedly, and there was a hint of appreciation on his face.

Zhen Yinjian knew the identity of the person in the other party's corpse, and he also gained some experience from himself. You must know that in his early years, in order to compete for the place of Donghua Yu, he once fought with a disciple of the Five Corpse Sect named Qiansi in the sect trial. This person's own cultivation is still average, but the walking corpse he commanded is very terrifying. That walking corpse posed a lot of threats to Zhen Yinjian, and at that time, its grade should have been at the level of a bronze corpse.

The whole body is like copper, and the color is bright. The sword is difficult to hurt, and the law is difficult to invade, this is the sign of a bronze corpse. After that, Zhen Yinjian entered the Donghua Palace, and when he read some classics, he had the exercises about raising corpses in the corpse gate. Above the bronze corpse is the iron corpse, and the iron corpse is the flying corpse, and the difference in the strength of each grade of walking corpse is huge.

And the huge walking corpse in front of him, which was as black as black iron, was obviously the iron corpse recorded in the classics!

More than sixty percent of the strength of the corpse monks is in this way of raising corpses. And the difference in strength between the grades of the walking corpses is like an abyss.

For example, the bronze corpse at the beginning was just at the level of Fa Tian's peeping into the true realm, which had already made Zhen Yinjian a little anxious. And this extremely tall iron corpse, Zhen Yinjian could roughly feel the strength of the Seven Realms of Dao Artistic Conception from its body!

With this powerful iron corpse, it is no wonder that Feng Poyu has no fear and dares to threaten Zhen Yinjian.

"Obediently hand over the gods and demons to me, and I can give you a happy death. If you don't know how to do it, I'll let you know what the pain of refining corpses is!" Feng Poyu saw that the victory was in his hands, and at this time he coerced Zhen Yin to say.

After all, Qiu Thirteen, the strongest strength, had already lost his life, and a mere Zhen Yinjian was naturally invincible to him.

However, Zhen Yinjian is not a person who is easy to compromise, not to mention that he is also very confident in his own strength, who is willing to be caught and give his life.

He smiled, beckoned to Feng Poyu, and said:

"Since Brother Feng wants to occupy this bottle of God and Demon Ascension Pill, come and get it, why bother pretending to be merciful?"

Hearing this, Feng Polu's eyebrows were raised, and there was an extra layer of ferocity on his face, and he put the fingers of his right hand together, concentrating on the exorcism, and driving this huge iron corpse like a colossus to capture and kill Zhen Yinjian.

Pu Fan's big palm waved suddenly, stirring the wind howling in the air, and under this palm, it actually drove the heavens and the earth to move. Suddenly, the yin wind roared angrily, and the turbid air was emptied, as if the heaven and earth were all the power of this iron corpse.

Although this walking corpse has no mana, it can control the vision of heaven and earth just by relying on the power of its physical body, and its strength is terrifying.

However, although Gangfeng is sharp and the giant palm is powerful, it is not enough to kill Zhen Yinjian with one palm. At this time, Zhen Yinjian carried the qi and blood of his whole body, and every part of his body seemed to have a mouse wandering. This is a manifestation of the exuberance of qi and blood to the extreme, and the top-level physical cultivation of non-Dao artistic conception is not enough to reach this realm!

At this time, the Desolate Ancient Qilin in Zhen Yinjian's body poked his head out, just to restrain the loss of power in vain, Zhen Yinjian only revealed the head of the Desolate Ancient Qilin's Dharma, and did not fully show his true body.

"Splitting the Wind Gang Net!" This comprehension was used from the attack move of the Ancient Qilin, and it immediately turned into countless terrifying Gangfeng, with a tearing sound to meet the power of the iron corpse's palm.

The power of the two collided together, sending out a vision like a ghost crying wolf in the air, and they both disappeared.

"Cool, hahaha......" Zhen Yinjian laughed a few times, and at this time, the placket was torn, revealing his terrifying muscles twisted into steel.

After several increases in chance, Zhen Yinjian's current physical strength is extremely strong, and in the face of this seven-fold iron corpse with artistic conception, he will not fall behind at all!

Seeing Zhen Yinjian's performance like this, Feng Poyu's face gradually became difficult to look at. He thought that he had hidden his strength, who would have thought that Zhen Yinjian would be as deeply hidden as him, and his true combat power was not under the sevenfold realm of Dao Artistic Conception!

At this moment, Feng Po's face was beating wildly, and there was even more resentment in his heart. What a price did he spend refining this iron corpse, and his own age was already over three hundred years old. And the young man in front of him, he dared to conclude that he was no more than fifty years old, and he had such strength in his own right, how could he not let him go crazy with jealousy?

In comparison, the terrible price he had paid to refine this iron corpse was as if he was slapping him in the face.

Feeling the hot expression on his face, Feng Po's scarred face was even heavier at the moment. He let out a low roar and said:

"Boy, don't think you win you, you will definitely die today!"

With that, he put his right hand together and pointed at him, waving a strange gesture in the sky, and at the same time, his body suddenly bloomed with a spiritual light, and threw himself into the body of the huge iron corpse.

It seemed that he had received the power of the "infusion" of the wind breaker, this iron corpse roared wildly, his body suddenly swelled by two points, and his huge body stepped forward, and he stepped on the top of Zhen Yinjian's head with one foot.

At this time, the speed and volume of the iron corpse increased at the same time, and it seemed that he had an advantage in the face of Zhen Yinjian. When it stepped out, Zhen Yinjian felt that he was invincible, so he tried his best to dodge. However, the iron corpse chased after him, and another big foot stepped over.

Boom......

An earthquake sounded on the ground, and footprints several feet deep appeared on the ground. Although these attacks were extremely fierce and extremely fast, it was difficult to trample Zhen Yinjian to death after all.

Whenever the distance was very close, the "Eye of Insight" divine power in Zhen Yinjian's eyes was activated, but it was able to avoid these extremely dangerous attacks.

"Little bunny, run, run me to the end of the world!" Feng Poyu's face flushed, and his breath became a little unsteady.

In fact, the aura that he had just smashed into the iron corpse was actually his own qi and blood essence. This qi and blood essence is cultivated by the corpse monks on weekdays, in order to feed back the walking corpse at a critical moment and achieve the effect of enhancing its combat power. If he didn't use the power of qi and blood essence, Feng Poyu naturally knew that the iron corpse he raised was not easy to take down the other party.

It's just that these Qi and Blood Essence General Regulations are limited, but they can't be used indefinitely. After these qi and blood essences are consumed, this iron corpse will not only decline in strength, but even because of this "excitation" technique, its strength will weaken for a short period of time, and its strength will decline slightly.

Continuing to look at Zhen Yinjian's embarrassed appearance of being chased and killed by an iron corpse, Feng Poyu smiled very happily. However, after a cup of tea, he suddenly understood something, and his face became blue again.

Although this Zhen Yinjian seems to be embarrassed, he can always avoid the attack of the iron corpse at the key point. It's just once or twice, and it's been like this dozens of times, which is very abnormal.

At this time, Feng Poyu naturally understood that Zhen Yinjian would never be able to take it down, but there was not much time left for the effect of the qi and blood essence, and he had to find a way!

For the sake of the future, Feng Poyu decided to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and he ordered the walking corpses to launch a more rapid attack on Zhen Yinjian. However, he had already mastered the rhythm of this iron corpse's attack with his eye of insight, even if he could deal with the slightly faster iron corpse attack, it would not be a big problem!

After ten breaths, he felt that the speed of the iron corpse suddenly became sluggish, and its coercion frequently fluctuated between the sixfold and sevenfold realms of the Dao Artistic Conception. Only then did Zhen Yinjian understand that the "power" of this iron corpse had been weakened!

Although he didn't know the specific reason, but looking at Feng Poyu's embarrassed face, he naturally knew that the other party must have used an extraordinary method, and at this time, the effect of the method disappeared, otherwise his face would not be so ugly!

"Hehe, you've been chasing me for so long, it's time to taste my awesomeness!" Zhen Yinjian's speed suddenly burst out with the strength of his body, and he sprinted towards the wind!

He naturally understands the truth that he shoots a man first and shoots a horse first, and that a thief captures the king first. If it weren't for the previous attack of the iron corpse that oppressed him too much, he would have wanted to deal with Feng Po, the person who controlled the scenes!

Seeing that Zhen Yinjian suddenly changed direction and rushed towards him, Feng Poyu didn't understand his intentions. He made a few strokes in the air with both hands, and saw the iron corpse roar and stop in front of Feng Poyu's body, trying to act as a barrier!

However, Zhen Yinjian's speed was so fast, at this time, his speed was already above the reaction power of this iron corpse, and he avoided the iron corpse's two-arm attack with just a few false shakes, and sprinted towards the wind behind it!

"Hehe, Brother Feng, taste my awesomeness!" Zhen Yinjian said with a wicked smile.