Like an underground river, the blood condensed through the sand and turned into drops of pure blood, and then rushed towards the shriveled corpse under the cover of the milky white sand, and the shriveled corpse gradually came to life.

The pond water suddenly turbulent, everyone attributed the reason to the bloodthirsty black dragon, and still didn't know anything about the dry corpse behind him, at this moment, the pool water made a loud sound again, and the bloodthirsty black dragon came out of the abyss like a dragon, roaring out an ear-shattering beast roar and swooping fiercely towards everyone.

"What should I do?" Feng Qizhang asked, his brows furrowed into iron bumps.

"What else can I do? It's over, and you still expect that beast to let us go?" Zhou Python shouted loudly, one was to vent the anger in his heart, and the other was to be brave for himself, after exchanging glances with Tan Lin, the rolling sand under his feet burst out.

"Don't keep your hands, otherwise no one will be able to survive!" Tan Lin immediately rushed forward, but before that, he cast a meaningful look at Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng. Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, and if they don't work together, they will only be crushed.

After this incident, the balance in Miao Anfeng's heart has tilted towards Zhang Mochen, where is the need for Tan Lin's reminder, and he rose into the air after a burst of applause.

The first confrontation made Feng Qizhang have a shadow, but behind him was an abyss, only by fighting hard could there be the possibility of turning around, after hesitating for a moment, the horror in his face was completely occupied by ferocity, and he rushed out shouting and killing.

This time, the four of them did not join forces to lock the bloodthirsty black dragon from the four directions of southeast, west, and northwest, and the fierce four paths of vitality not only did not make the bloodthirsty black dragon fearful, but also completely angered it, as if the dignity of the beast king had been challenged by the ants.

A beast roar, soul-stirring, bloodthirsty black and black light, as if an evil spirit rushed out of hell, the black gas that almost filled the entire space made people frightened at a glance.

Loud explosions exploded one after another, and the four powerful and incomparable attacks seemed to have crashed on the 10,000-year-old Xuantie and collapsed.

Blocking attacks from all sides, the bloodthirsty black slash swung in the air, its thick tail swept around, and the wind that tore out was whistling and muffled, like a meteorite galloping through the air.

Zhou Python bore the brunt of the blow, and the robe on his body was crackled by the wind, and if this tail swept towards him, he would either die or be injured.

However, the bloodthirsty black dragon's body was too large and extremely fast, even if Zhou Python had been prepared, he couldn't dodge it at all.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed over like a speeding meteor, and Zhou Python recognized this back at a glance, and his face was shocked.

"Old ten, get out of the way!"

Zhang Mochen didn't seem to hear it at all, and slammed it towards the black man with a loud shout.

'Boom!'

The space where the loud noise shook slightly, and Zhang Mochen and the bloodthirsty black man were both shaken back, but because they were prepared for each other, they did not lose their center of gravity.

Zhang Mochen's shot gave Zhou Python and the four of them a chance to breathe, but as soon as they landed, they heard the former shouting urgently.

"Four at the helm to help me!"

Zhang Mochen fell rapidly, but his eyes, which were deeper than the surrounding black qi, burst out with unyielding fighting intent, Ling Space turned his body, his legs were tense, his feet were backwards, and his body was arched.

"Three, force in one!" Zhou Python burst out in a hurry, and the middle-level Yuan burst his breath to the extreme again, and pushed it towards Zhang Mochen's left foot.

Tan Lin and the three of them are not pampered, today's status and achievements are all exchanged for blood and sweat, the current situation, where can Zhou Python remind him, even if he goes all out to push it out.

A dull loud bang accompanied by a ripple-like yellow streamer completely exploded from the soles of Zhang Mochen's feet, and Zhang Mochen's originally sharp body not only stopped its inertia in the next second, but also rushed back at a more rapid speed.

The four of Zhou Python rubbed the ground and stepped back, and did not stabilize their bodies until their calves were submerged in the sand, but their attention was not on themselves at all, they all raised their heads, and their nervous eyes locked on the sky.

The black hair flew upside down, the sword eyebrows were coldly pointed upside down, Zhang Mochen's thought came out, and the bladeless heavy sword appeared, and under an extremely realistic dragon roar, it slashed at the bloodthirsty black sword in the air.

After suffering two losses in a row on Zhang Mochen, the bloodthirsty black sword was obviously completely enraged, and a black sharp horn slowly protruded on the huge head, like a divine weapon breaking through the ground, exuding a strong fierce aura.

Qiu is a side branch of the dragon, a Qiu is terrible, a violent Qi is like a god of death, however, after all, it is a side branch, in front of the real dragon only surrender, when Wu Feng sent out that crisp and pure dragon groan, the bloodthirsty black Qi trembled violently, and the arrogance was gone, and he turned around and wanted to escape into the pool.

This is suppression, bloodline suppression, suppression that cannot be resisted at all, and under this pressure, the fear of the bloodthirsty black man penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Come and leave as much as you want, do you really treat the master as a soft persimmon?"

Zhang Mochen scolded loudly, gathered his whole body strength with his hands, raised Wu Feng high, and slashed down fiercely in the air, swearing not to give up.

'Roar......!"

The miserable roar of the beast resounded in every corner with the skyrocketing splash, and the moment Wu Feng cut down, a black dragon bit fiercely at the neck of the bloodthirsty black man, and between lightning and sparks, the latter's head was in a different place.

"This is the black sword of the old ten? also, it's too strong, right?"

The astonishment made Zhou Python's gaze a little dull, who would have thought that the blunt sword in Zhang Mochen's hand was actually a divine weapon?

"It's still accurate for Yu Lao!"

Tan Lin was stunned and secretly thought in his heart, if it weren't for Yu Lao's insistence and resoluteness, in the complicated situation at the beginning, he really didn't dare to get on Zhang Mochen's ship, the Bishui Chamber of Commerce rarely participated in the sect battle, and they who were mainly business-oriented for Zhang Mochen could be said to be unprecedented. Fortunately, Zhang Mochen's ship is not a thief ship, but a giant ship that leads to the distance.

Turning his eyes slightly, just touching Miao Xin's eyes, Miao Anfeng smiled with relief and nodded, if it weren't for Miao Xin, the impression of the Ziwei faction in Zhang Mochen's heart was probably not much better than that of the Qionghai Gang.

"This kid still has this backhand?!"

Although the sword was not aimed at him, Feng Qizhang's back still had a trace of coolness, if he knew that the blunt iron sword in Zhang Mochen's hand was a divine weapon, when Shi Xiaoyang asked him for help, he would not agree even if he gave him a hundred gold mountains.

Suddenly, Feng Qizhang thought of his son Feng Mokun, who was depressed and depressed after the Longtan hegemony, and he only now realized the reason.

The most wonderful face is Shi Xiaoyang, catching shrimp was pierced by shrimp, catching birds was poked by birds, Zhang Mochen has obviously become the prey of his own hands, but he broke out with amazing means, so that everything under control of the plan was shattered in an instant.

The high-rise buildings built on layers collapsed unexpectedly in an instant, and Shi Xiaoyang's stunned eyes were full of thoughts. The bloodthirsty black sword is his hole card, and now that the hole card has been cut off, what awaits him will be the anger of Zhang Mochen and the four helms.

The balance tilted abruptly, the battle situation changed instantly, the hunter became the prey, the prey became the hunter, and everyone's eyes were filled with deep consternation, only Wu Xie, Tan Xuan and Miao Xin were a little calm, and the three of them must have seen the power of Wu Feng.

Dragonfly dotted the water and returned to the sandbar, Zhang Mochen inserted Wufeng deep into the sand, his chest rose and fell violently, his mouth gasped, Wufeng's power was strong, and the yuan power consumed to urge Wufeng was also huge, in order to kill the bloodthirsty black dragon, the yuan power in his body was almost squeezed dry.

After staring at the corpse floating on the pond for a long time, Zhang Mochen pulled out Wufeng and slowly stood up.

However, just when Zhang Mochen thought that the big event was timed, the pool water in the afterglow made his heart rise to his throat again, and with the bloodthirsty black blood, the pool water turned red and black, and surged towards the bottom of the sandbar at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone followed Zhang Mochen's gaze and also found the strangeness of the pond, but they didn't know that this strangeness had already happened, but they had just discovered it.

"Be careful, everyone, I'm afraid it's not over yet. Feeling ominous, Zhang Mochen slowly stepped back, and at the same time beckoned everyone to be vigilant.

Compared with everyone's nervousness, after a short period of distraction, Shi Xiaoyang's face returned to gloom and cold, and the end of his vicious gaze was the shriveled corpse behind everyone.

"Shi Xiaoyang, what other means should come out as soon as possible, and don't pretend to be a ghost for Lao Tzu!" Zhou Python scolded loudly.

"Hehe, Gang Master Zhou, are you in such a hurry to see Hades?" Shi Xiaoyang said with a sneer.

"Who is going to see Hades, maybe there is no bloodthirsty black beard, see if you can catch my punch!"

The man who dares to walk at night is not afraid of ghosts, and the current situation is really weird, but Zhou Python is not afraid, and he will rush to the waterfall to take Shi Xiaoyang's head in the next second. However, at this moment, an old voice interrupted the imminent battle.

"Uh......"

This old voice seemed to come from the land of the Nine Secluded Places, cold and vicissitudes, Zhang Mochen turned his head violently, and a figure sitting cross-legged suddenly broke into the field of vision, the shriveled gradually full, the corpse was full of awakening, and a trace of breath continued to swim up and down, but the sagging eyes were still tightly closed.

I thought that the danger was in the pool, but I didn't expect to appear behind me silently, and everyone looked at each other, staring at the old man who was constantly growing in life.

Inadvertently glanced back, the black-red pool was unbelievably clear, thinking of the blood droplets being swallowed by the sand before, Zhang Mochen suddenly realized that this was not a sandbar at all, but a blood tank, and all the blood was to nourish the dry corpse in front of him.

"Hurry up, the dry corpse is about to wake up!"

Zhang Mochen shouted loudly, however, as soon as his words fell, Zheng Tai, who had been sluggish, ran towards the dried corpse, took out a cold dagger and cut his throat, and pounced directly on the dried corpse.

Only then did Zhang Mochen understand that this Zheng Tai was also fake, but unfortunately it was too late, and the blood of the fake Zheng Tai had become the last piece of the puzzle for the recovery of the dry corpse.

"Ah......h

A roar of release symbolizes the complete awakening of the dried corpse. The earth shook and the mountains shook, the old man opened his eyes violently, and the essence of light burst out with a compelling cold air, and the thick breath continued to rise, and finally lifted the old man in the air.

Zhang Mochen's sword eyebrows were tightly clasped, his fists were clenched, and his lips slowly squirmed between staring up.

"Hanging in the air, the elephant of the Yuan King!"