The cold aura entered the pool, and the pool water fluctuated suddenly, and the already cold pool water suddenly became cold to the bone, even through the robe, you could feel the cold air that froze into the bone marrow, and the corpse in the pool immediately changed color.

The blue-gray color on the skin, which was a little darker, stiffened, and covered her with a thin layer of ice crystals.

Zisang pulled out his hand, sealed his hands, and triggered the formation outside the pool, the cold air in the pool water suddenly boiled, and one by one the turbid water bubbled up and broke, broke and rose again, and the waves reverberated violently.

Lu Hong and the lark glanced at each other, nodded slightly, grabbed the faceless, rolled her up in Gaza in her surprised eyes, and swept away the corpse and went upstream, and then the sword edge was unsheathed, and a grand sword qi stirred the pool water, shook the cold air, and set off the waves majestically out.

As soon as he made a move, he had no reservations, the sword aura of the arrogant sword duel was majestic and grand, like turning over the river and the sea, Zisang only saw the water of the Yin Pond suddenly turning, and then a depression appeared in the middle, and the dragon-like sword qi opened the pool and suddenly came.

Corpse armor gate is rarely attacked by foreign enemies, this cave is also the place where they refine corpses, no outsiders have come in for many years, how could he have thought that someone would hide in the yin pool? Caught off guard, before he had time to dodge, the magnificent sword qi had already pierced his protective body aura and stabbed at him with a "bang".

"Click",

The sword qi is like a dragon, but what he emitted is not the sound of broken flesh, but the sound of metal cracking armor, the white clothes on his chest are broken, and the green armor is revealed, but it continues to crack under the grand sword qi, and before the armor is completely broken, he spun out on tiptoe, and the exercise operation unloaded the sword qi on his chest, but at this moment, a bronze mirror appeared behind him, a pale gray palm poked out of the hexagram mirror, and without warning, a palm was imprinted on the back of his heart, and a series of cracking sounds immediately sounded on his body, and the qi of yin and yang poured in, and most of the armor on his body was immediately shattered。

"Poof...",

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zisang reached out to cover his chest.

Although he has armor to protect himself, and his luck is to remove the terrible sword qi, but that power cannot be completely dissolved after all, that sword penetrates the body protection aura, breaks through the armor, and has already injured him, plus the yin and yang qi, he was immediately injured.

The white powder on his face fell off, and his face was like a wall with paint peeled, one blue and one white.

Lu Hong, who stepped out of the pond, saw that although his face was good, his nose and mouth had long been rotten, and his skin was blue-gray, like lime.

"Oh, it turned out to be an ugly monster",

The lark sneered and stepped step by step.

"Who are you, and how are you in my corpse gate?",

Although Zisang's complexion changed everywhere, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was full of murder.

The three words "ugly" pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

He is a rare beautiful man in the world, and naturally he also cherishes his face very much, his cultivation talent is mediocre, in a sense, it is precisely because of such a beautiful face that he has today.

At that time, Zisang was just an ordinary disciple in the corpse armor sect, and his progress in cultivation was extremely slow compared to his brothers in the same door, but he had an extremely handsome face, so Yuan Wuji gave him to his ugly daughter Yuan Wuyan, but Yuan Wuyan's temperament was different from Yuan Wuji, and the twenty-eight-year-old Yuan Wuyan was the age when Chun Xin was secretly moving, and he would not treat Zisang as a plaything like Yuan Wuji, and she was ugly since she was a child, and rarely got along with men。

With the cultivation of Yuan Wuji, Zisang's cultivation is naturally advancing by leaps and bounds, who knows that the good times will not last long, just when he has achieved a small success in cultivation and wants to show his strength, he suddenly ushered in the disaster of Wei Wuji, and was buried under the corpse monument of the town for thirty years.

Everything disappeared, he had been trying to please Yuan Wuji in every possible way over the years, but Yuan Wuji suddenly died under Wei Wuji's sword, he finally had some prestige in the door, but overnight, the two thousand six hundred people under the corpse armor door were almost dead, and his extremely cherished face gradually rotted underground.

Thirty years later, when he crawled out of the ground, he was left with a broken body, an ugly-looking woman beside him, and a devastated corpse armor door.

At this time, he heard the lark's vicious words, and his heart was even more murderous.

But he has always been extremely scheming, so no matter how angry he is, his face is always calm.

"Do you want to avenge the remnants of the Dharma for Wei Selflessly?"

As he spoke, the blue color on his face condensed, first a thin layer of qi, and then condensed into nail pieces, and then the nail pieces joined together to form a face armor.

The armor on the chest was also repaired quickly, and soon the front and back of the heart were all repaired.

Refining people into corpses, turning qi into armor, is for corpse armor, and it was by virtue of this method that the corpse armor sect in the past gained a foothold here.

"Do the dead need to know so much?",

The lark snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and offered a black peachwood sword, and the wooden sword was startled out with a flick of his fingers, like thunder and lightning.

He was not good at swordsmanship, but it had a miraculous effect on dealing with the corpse chaser who had refined himself into a zombie, Zisang's armor had just been repaired and the peach wood sword penetrated in, and the sound of "hiss" sounded immediately, and green smoke rose from the wound penetrated by the peach wood sword, and his flesh and blood continued to melt.

This peachwood sword that has been refined by Dao Qi is extremely damaging to zombies, and I don't know how many demons have died under the sword of the lark over the years.

The sharp pain came, Zisang snorted, held the hilt of the peachwood sword with both hands and pulled out the sword forcefully, the corpse qi on his body had been greatly reduced, he didn't dare to fight more, his eyes swept the three of them viciously, turned around and flew towards the entrance of the cave with a flick of his knees.

But since the three of them had already appeared, how could they let him escape? Wuchen took a step forward, and with a flick of his wrist, the pure saint's Buddha qi rose like smoke, his five fingers turned dark gold, and the Buddha's qi was swallowed, and his palm qi burst out.

He had already aimed at the back of Zisang's heart, and at this time, Zisang's armor had not yet been repaired, and this palm blow would definitely penetrate the back of his heart and grind his heart into powder.

But then I heard a faint voice coming from behind me.

"Don't kill him ......",

Wrapped in Gasha, leaning against the stone wall, her chest rose and fell, and she said weakly.

Wuchen's face was expressionless, and he was about to strike out with his palm pushing forward, but one hand gently clasped his wrist, turned his head, and saw Lu Hong shaking his head gently.

Listening to the shameless and angry words: "This is... My mother-in-law... If you owe him, spare his life, and I will owe him no more",

"Next time... If he does evil again, I will... Kill him with your own hands",