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Ying Muyu's eyes were shining, and he said: "Last time you and I fought in a dream, at the last moment, you suddenly released the corpse of the undead, which caught the old man off guard. The old man has eaten a trench and grown wise, so he is naturally on guard, are you sure you want to start here?"

Shen Lian hehe: "Hearing you say this, I seem to be looking for death." ”

Ying Muyu squinted slightly, and said kind words to comfort: "When fighting with the old man, it is best not to set any rules or restrictions for yourself, although let go of your hands and feet." ”

"You can't say anything. Shen Lian pursed his lips, his expression became serious, "How many people can't help you with everything, so I draw a conclusion......

"Oh?"

Win Muyu raised his eyebrows.

Shen Lian took a deep breath and said categorically: "Only truly strong can defeat you, and there is no other way." ”

Ying Muyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed loudly: "This is insightful! Don't blame the old man for being too frank, those people's so-called conspiracies and tricks, insidious and cunning, open and conspiracy, vicious and ruthless, righteous and awe-inspiring, and all kinds of crazy actions, in fact, are all left over by the old man, and they are not worth it." Only absolute strength can match the old man. ”

"There are many people who understand this truth, but unfortunately they still underestimate your strength. Shen Lian licked his lips, and the infinite battle intent burned in his eyes.

"You're the best whetstone I've ever made......"

Shen Lian's eyes flashed and he slowly raised his hand, and the white flames surged in his palm, swaying and burning, reflecting his face a little eerie.

Then, a fist-sized infernal flame erupted and landed on the ground.

The white flames were dancing, burning wantonly.

The ground is white, and frost quickly condenses.

Win the wooden fish eyes certainly!

Suddenly, I saw a huge mammoth corpse rushing out of the small flames.

Suddenly, the smell of decay, coldness, and death mixed together, and Huo Ran swept and spread.

The corpse of the mammoth demon approaching 100 meters high was extremely huge, stepping on the earth, with a roar that shook the sky, the dust rose violently, and the ground shook the mountains!

Whew!

The mammoth corpse breathed a large amount of frosty white smoke, and the eyes of the burning undead flames stared at the winning wooden fish, and then slammed it away with its huge tusks.

Ying Muyu's pupils constricted, and he sighed, exclaiming: "Actually evolved an undead Gu to this extent, where did you find so many corpses? Hey, this is a mammoth demon, could it be that you found a certain elephant mound?!"

While speaking, Ying Muyu did not hurry up, turned over and took out a musical instrument, which was silver and rhythmically beaten.

With the wonderful melody ringing out, the whole world suddenly ripples and waves, and the picture changes greatly!

Countless flowers bloom on the earth, competing for beauty, distant mountains are like ink, flowing water is murmuring, bees and butterflies frolicking, the scenery is beautiful, everywhere is full of peace and serenity, making people relax and comfortable, extremely happy, as if flying into heaven, free from all suffering, only immersed in endless happiness.

Shen Lian's heart is in awe!

The swooping mammoth corpse slowed down suddenly, and the fire of the undead burning wildly in its pupils was extinguished, and its body disintegrated in a series of clicks, turning into dust and scattering.

"Soul Suppression Gu: Transcendent Undead!"

Ying Muyu grinned, and deliberately put on an ugly expression, which made people hate it.

As the Winning Fish stopped tapping on the silver, the magical beauty disappeared as if it had never been seen before.

"Remarkable. Shen Lian was calm and applauded, "All things are mutually reinforcing, no matter what Gu we have, there is always another restrained Gu existence." ”

After a slight pause, "We can't change this iron law, we can only strengthen the Gu we have as much as possible, so that they are not so easy to be restrained." Freezing three feet, the flames are blazing, and it is really interesting to see who wins or loses. ”

As soon as Ying Muyu heard this, his expression couldn't help but become serious, and his eyes burned: "It seems that you still have a trick, the old man will wait and see." ”

Shen Lian chanted in a low voice: "Belief in darkness, loyalty to evil, thirst for power, yearning for domination, flowing with rotten blood, pursuing endless depravity, immortal spirit immortal!"

Shen Lian stretched out his arms, and the bone-white hell fire spewed out again and again under his feet, erupting like a volcano, burning wantonly into the distance, spreading overwhelmingly.

"Lord of the Dead: Summons Deathknell Town!"

The flames of hell were blazing, gushing into the sky, the sky seemed to be burning like an ink painting, and in the ashes that were sprinkled, the dark gate emerged, towering the heavens and the earth, shaking the eight desolations.

Wherever the white flames swept through, everything burned and turned into ashes, and the ashes rose one after another, obscuring the sky and the sun, and from the endless smell of corruption, from the deep abyss of death, rose a forgotten town.

"This is ......" Ying Muyu was deeply moved, and his breathing stopped!

Flames swept past him like a flood, but there was no contact with him in any way, but the space around them was engulfed in flames.

In a trance, Ying Muyu found himself pulled away from the real world and placed in a hideous alien space.

"It turns out that you have carved out a space of the dead, and in the space of the dead, you have concretized the world of ideas and created the town of Deathknell. ”

Win Muyu was shocked, and an interesting and novel color appeared on his face.

"The old man has fought with the undead Gu Master before, but it is the first time that he has encountered a magical power like you that directly opens up the undead space and forges the door of darkness. ”

And that's not all, the undead space continues to evolve......

The burned sky turned into pure black night, the blood-colored cold moon reflected the scattered tombstones, vague names were engraved, and white flames were burning everywhere, whimpering like ghosts, calling the names of the dead.

The ruins of the town are mottled and bloodstained, and the fields outside the town are filled with the lingering color of death.

Boom......

The wind rose, and the bronze bell full of holes upstairs shook like madness, making a long, strange urn sound, echoing coldly and lonely, as if death was whispering.

In the distance, in the distance, the trumpets sounded, and the army of the undead charged!

"Only death can prove that you have existed, only blood can warm the heartless body, only killing can remind you of what it is like to be alive, and only the battlefield of blood and fire can bear witness to your faith......"

The throne of skeletons carved out of ice rose one after another, and Shen Lian sat on the throne and waved forward!

"I am Lord of the Undead, the greatest blasphemer, lowly undead, please your master with blood and death. ”

Thousands of mammoth corpses galloped forward, trampling the earth, and the icy aura of death spread and invaded everywhere they passed.

"That's too ...... amount"

The corners of Ying Muyu's mouth twitched, confirming that Shen Lian must have found an ancient elephant mound and grabbed the remains that had been stored for thousands of years.

The huge undead who walked rushed one after another, each of them was brutal and incomparable, comparable to Dingye who had entered a state of rage, which was equivalent to him having to fight with thousands of Dingye.

"It's a big deal, and it's really getting bigger and bigger. Ying Muyu's heart was a little hairy, and he couldn't help but think of the big explosion he encountered under the fire basin, the level of destroying the world, this is also.

If he was trampled and ravaged by thousands of mammoths, he would not be able to withstand the legendary monster.

"Fortunately, the old man was prepared. Win Muyu turned his hand and took out a Xiao, put it to his mouth and played, the sound of the flute gradually sounded, the whirlwind was tactful, the tone was frustrated, and it was moving.

"Soul Suppression Gu: Song of Rest!"

The strange melody is wrapped in magical power, and the undead space seems to shake gently in the waves.

Click......

The darkness of the night cracked open like ice, and cracks widened overhead.

With the melody, the eerie black light overflowed from the torn void and fell from the sky.

It's like the sun that penetrates through the forest, turning into a bunch and illuminating the earth!

Beams of black light descended, like arrows from the string reflecting on the army of the undead.

The massive mammoth corpse suddenly decomposed into dust, and fell head after head under the baptism of black light.

However, there were too many mammoth corpses, and the army of the undead could not kill them endlessly, rushing through the shroud of black light and continuing to approach the winning wooden fish.

"The undead are immortal, the god of death is immortal!"

At this time, Shen Lian, who was sitting on the throne of the undead, clenched his fists violently, and more hellish fire erupted from the ground, engulfing and sweeping like a torrent, attaching to the body of the undead army, condensing into frost armor.

The huge mammoth corpse suddenly became even more majestic and lifeless.

At the same time, the damage of the black beam to the army of the undead was greatly reduced.

The white flames roared into the dark night, freezing the torn void, and the widening rift gradually stopped, and it turned to repair and heal.

Seeing this, a solemn look appeared on Ying Muyu's face, and he sighed: "The power of the undead is really difficult, you have to move something real." ”

He put away Chang Xiao.

"Paint Skin Gu Transformation!"

Ying Muyu turned over his hand and took out a human skin, put it on himself, and turned into an old monk with a compassionate face, his hands folded, and the Buddha number was repeated.

"Amitabha!"

"Soul Suppression Gu, Transform Sentient Beings!"

The old monk was compassionate and compassionate, and a powerful and peerless aura suddenly erupted from his body, and hundreds of millions of compassionate holy lights burst out from his body, facing the mighty army of the undead, and pious incantations.

"The soul of the deceased rests in peace. ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, Blissful World. ”

As the old monk chanted mantras, his body grew in the wind, becoming majestic and huge, and radiant!

The irascible mammoth demon corpse seemed to have gained some kind of peace, and suddenly slowed down its pace, and bowed its beast head towards the majestic old monk, as if bowing and worshipping.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Shen Lian's mouth pursed a playful arc, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the Soul Suppression Gu is a Buddhist Dao Gu, and only people in the Buddhist Sect can exert the strongest power of this Gu." ”

The old monk smiled kindly and replied: "This human skin belongs to the legendary Buddhist monk 'Master Yuan', the old man fought with him for nine days and nine nights before killing him, peeling off his skin and storing it in case it is not needed." Because of some Gu, he is not in harmony with the old man, and he can only use the skin of others to perform the strongest killing move. ”

Shen Lian bared his teeth and said, "I see, I understand. Your 'Inheritance Gu' can get a lot of powerful Gu, and then use the 'Painted Skin Gu' to peel the skin and use it together, so that any Gu you get, you can use their strongest killing moves. ”

Ying Muyu laughed: "Have you been scared? The reason why the old man has been able to cross for hundreds of years is one of the abilities that he relies on to become famous." ”

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