It took half an hour for Wang Xu to crawl out of the pit he had knocked out of the mound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ahem, I didn't expect the strength of the Battle Spirit Period to be so strong, and I almost died!"

Wang Xu's state was very bad, even if the power of the fireball was weakened, he was still hit hard.

Fortunately, the life force in his body is abundant, and the life force contained in his blood seems to be a liquid constantly repairing his body.

At the same time, a large amount of life force disappeared, and Wang Xu's flesh and blood burned, constantly turning into pure soul energy to repair the weakened soul that had just used the silver-white power.

"Damn, is it so strong in every War Spirit Period?" Wang Xu muttered.

With a casual blow, he almost killed him.

In fact, Wang Xu didn't know that although this blow of the three-headed monster seemed random, it was actually a powerful one.

The ability to devour the fire energy particles of the surrounding space is the power of the awakened battle soul of the three-headed monster, and at the same time, this three-headed monster is not a life that has just advanced to the battle spirit stage, but it is also a powerful existence in the war spirit stage.

After all, Wang Xu was also a creature that had reached the peak of his life soul in his eyes, although he didn't know for what purpose it was to move directly towards Wang Xu, but the three-headed monster definitely didn't leave too many hands in this attack.

Not long after Wang Xu woke up, he suffered another heavy blow, but fortunately, his little life was preserved again, and there was a steady stream of life force on his body, and the situation was finally okay.

"But where the hell did that monster go?" Wang continued to think.

"North? It's not going to bother the Corpse King, is it? Wang Xu's eyes lit up.

"That's for the best." Wang Xu wished that the corpse king would have more trouble, and it was best to cry and call his mother directly by the three-headed monster.

I have to say that Brother Wang's hunch is indeed very accurate.

The three-headed monster flew very fast, and in just a few hours, it flew tens of thousands of kilometers, and in the distance, the Immortal Capital was already in sight.

"Is this the greatest enemy of our Spirit King after they come? It's okay, let the sixth ancestor of the Spirit King clan deal with you now. ”

The three-headed monster turned out to be a life of the Spirit King race, and even claimed to be the sixth ancestor, obviously his status in the Spirit King race was also extraordinary.

In the distance, the three-headed monster was still dozens of kilometers away from the Immortal Capital, but on the ground surrounded by black fog in the Immortal Capital, a dense zombie crawled out.

Among them, there are thousands of them with the breath of the Soul Realm, and even the powerful aura of the peak of the Soul Realm has dozens of them.

The power of zombies swells like a rocket every day. It's like a child of fate.

The figure of the corpse king Mu Yun appeared leisurely at the peak of the tall building, his golden eyes looked at the huge monster flying mercilessly, and then forgot to glance at the dense corpses and zombies on the ground.

Behind him and below him are the billions of people of his corpse clan, and as the corpse king, he has this responsibility and the strength to protect them. Even if the enemy is in the middle of the war spirit period, it can be regarded as a top-notch existence.

I don't know when it rained.

The clear raindrops were dripping, and within a radius of dozens of kilometers, all of them were wet by this sudden raindrop, and the Sixth Ancestor of the Spirit King was no exception.

When the raindrops the size of beans fell on the three-headed monster, it was like the most terrifying blade, piercing deeply into the three-headed monster's body.

"Aang!"

The monster's three crimson dragon heads roared loudly, and almost instantly, tens of thousands of blade-like raindrops were inserted into his body.

Fortunately, its body was huge and strong, and the raindrops were stopped by his flesh after only half a meter or so.

But even so, it also makes it feel unbearable.

The Spirit King Six Ancestors roared angrily, looking like they were filled with anger, but in the bottom of his heart, it was like a mirror.

"This creature is very strong, I didn't expect to encounter such a tricky thing just after I came back to this world!"

The Six Ancestors of the Spirit King looked brainless, but in fact, they were extremely smart, and they formulated a strategy in an instant.

However, in its heart, it was also cheering: "I don't know how long it has been since I fought well, today, let me fight hard!" ”

"Aang!"

The Spirit King Six Ancestors, who were still flying, instantly erupted more than ten huge fireballs, which were even more blazing and huge than the ones that had blasted towards Wang Xu before.

The Corpse King Mu Yun's gaze was always cold, and his hands were a big sword composed entirely of rain.

The name of the sword - Gong Yu.

This is the weapon of the war soul born after the corpse king advanced to the battle soul period, and unlike the invisible power of the six ancestors of the spirit king to the flame bonus, after the soul essence of the corpse king Muyun has been sublimated, it is a powerful weapon.

And rain is just one of the abilities that comes with the weapon.

"Boom, boom, boom."

A tooth-souring voice appeared from the body of the Corpse King, and in an instant, the Corpse King took on the form of a human being and transformed into a creature covered with sharp bone blades.

This is the back hand he once left behind in the fight with Wang Xu, which is the transformation of the Bone Blade Demon that he used as the strongest means of attack when he mutated zombies.

This Bone Blade Demon Transformation can not only greatly impose the attack power of his every move, but also make his physique skyrocket, and his speed, strength, and reaction ability are all multiplied.

Holding the sword of Gong Yu's battle soul, he instantly rose from the ground, turning into a streamer of light and heading towards the six ancestors of the Spirit King Species.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

More than a dozen powerful fireballs exploded one after another in an instant when they intertwined with the streamer.

Then, in the midst of the fireworks in the sky, the corpse king Mu Yun rushed out with a body of firelight, and even on his face, a piece of flesh and blood was charred.

However, the corpse king's expression has never changed at all, his eyes are still cold, but in that cold eyes, they are full of firmness and confidence.

A huge sword light appeared around the Corpse King, and the sword light that was a hundred meters long intertwined with the six ancestors of the Spirit King in an instant.

I don't know when, the body of the Spirit King Sixth Ancestor was already burning with flames, and with his actions, countless flame energy particles were absorbed and transformed by him, becoming the source of his powerful power.

The battle spirit of the six ancestors of the Spirit King is the growth of flames, and this can not only increase the power of attacks, but also attach flames to the body and become its flame Kai, thus giving it an exaggerated bonus, and this bonus is still endless.

The seemingly ordinary-colored flame has long since returned to its original form, and its power is unimaginable.

Thousands of meters in the sky, the figures of the Spirit King Six Ancestors and the Corpse King Mu Yun staggered rapidly, and each time they staggered, they set off powerful energy fluctuations, and the space continued to shake.

The rain never stopped, and this battle lasted for three days and three nights in this rain.

Three days later, the rain finally stopped for three consecutive days, and the large piles of corpses stood on high places, looking forward to it.

On the distant horizon, the corpse king Mu Yun walked slowly with the Gong Yu sword on his back, his pace was not slow, but he was as steady as Mount Tai.

Hundreds of kilometers away, a huge dragon head crashed into the jungle, being eaten by a horde of wild beasts.

The six ancestors of the Spirit King left a piece of his head and fled.