Yunshui City, where living corpses are rampant, fighting endlessly with the monks in Yunshui City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Lonely Chen, walking in the dark night, is like a ghost, completely integrated with the darkness.

Burst!

A fifth-order corpse saint who was leading the Living Corpse Slaughter Clan to exterminate the sect suddenly had his head out of his body and flew high, his blood stained red.

This fifth-order corpse saint was killed on the spot, but these people didn't even see Jiang Xiaochen's figure.

Jiang Xiaochen left with one blow, killing only the strongest of them.

The rest of the people, the monks of Yunshui City, can handle it enough!

Without the action of the characters of the Supreme Realm, the battle in Yunshui City turned into a three-way tearing apart.

After all, there are some big forces in Yunshui City, and they still don't approve of the monks from the land of turmoil, as they are foreign enemies.

When encountering such a person, the disciples of the Falling Dust Sect will all be killed without mercy.

Jiang Xiaochen's figure flickered, walking through the darkness.

He took the Night Assassination Technique to the extreme, and even the Seventh-Order Corpse Saint had to be attacked and killed by him.

Jiang Xiaochen, like the god of death in the dark, harvests the lives of the strong.

"Such a terrifying assassination technique, Jiang Xiaochen actually has such an amazing means. ”

"There is no supreme realm, he is almost a king now, only the eighth-order corpse saint or the eightfold realm of the saint has the strength to fight with him. ”

"Moreover, the power of the Land of Turmoil is too strong to form a battle formation, so it is invincible!"

......

The monks gradually came to their senses and understood the current situation.

Since the war, the living corpses have been slaughtered one by one, and the cultivator forces in Yunshui City have gradually collapsed.

On the contrary, it was the Falling Dust Gate that was killed from the place of turmoil, and its power was gradually growing, and the disciples of the Falling Dust Gate who had entered Yunshui City slowly converged, sweeping all the way to the depths of Yunshui City.

The living corpses were all slaughtered, and not a single one was left.

If you resist, you will be killed!

But where the dust gate passes, it is a place that has been swept away and yielded.

Jiang Xiaochen was in front of him, and he had already swept away.

Those who are the strongest have been secretly attacked and killed by him.

Therefore, the people who fall into the dust gate move forward more smoothly.

Half a day later, the last force left in the Heavenly Corpse Gate, led by a middle-aged man.

He's a corpse!

He hadn't fully recovered yet, and now he was only an eighth-order corpse saint.

If he recovers his peak, he should be able to step into the Supreme Corpse Saint Realm.

There were also more than thirty corpse saints ranging from the fifth order to the seventh order around him.

They've been surrounded by dust gates!

There are also monks from the Eightfold Realm of the Sage in the Falling Dust Gate, who are confronting the corpse at this time.

Jiang Xiaochen, hidden in the dark, looked at this scene coldly.

In the last battle, as long as the corpse one is killed, and the last force of the Heavenly Corpse Gate is destroyed, the Heavenly Corpse Gate is like being destroyed, there is no difference!

"The Heavenly Corpse Gate is immortal, the Heavenly Corpse Ancestor will live forever, kill!"

The corpse roared angrily and took the lead in killing.

This side of the world has been sealed.

For the time being, no one can escape.

is different from the second corpse, the first corpse, loyal to the Heavenly Corpse Gate and the Heavenly Corpse Ancestor.

At this moment, he is unwilling to accept such a fact, and he will fight to the death.

The Eightfold Realm Monk, the saint of the Falling Dust Gate, also came to kill.

At present, when the two strong men are fighting, their subordinates will naturally not be idle, and they will fight to the death.

Jiang Xiaochen, killed from the shadows, wandered on the battlefield.

Burst!

Inexplicably, the monks of the Heavenly Corpse Gate are constantly having their heads cut off, or the sea of qi being stabbed.

There are constantly corpse saints falling!

All the people know that the Lord of the Fallen Dust Gate, the King of the Darkness, is coming.

This was naturally extremely exciting and ambitious for the Fallen Dust Sect monks.

On the other hand, the people in the Heavenly Corpse Gate had faces like ashes, and their eyes were terrified.

watched his companions die one by one.

And they didn't even see Jiang Xiaochen's figure.

The kind of fear and pressure caused to them is unimaginable!

"Jiang Xiaochen, you have the ability, you come to assassinate me!"

The corpse roared angrily, and his eyes were red!

At this time, all the subordinates around the corpse had been slaughtered, and he was the only one left.

He frantically launched an attack and killing, regardless of life and death, and the sage eightfold realm powerhouse of the Fallen Dust Gate was also at a disadvantage at this time, and he was in danger.

And in such a battle, the rest of the Falling Dust Sect disciples could not intervene, and could only gather around to watch, waiting for the result.

Jiang Xiaochen, hidden in the dark, no one knows where he is.

The people of the Falling Dust Gate are confident and reassured, because they know that their master is close by.

Jiang Xiaochen did not respond to the roar of the corpse.

He just hid in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to condense a killing blow.

And at this moment, the corpse must be hiding a killing move, waiting for him to make a move.

In the darkness, Jiang Xiaochen's heart was as calm as water, and he slowly adjusted his body to the strongest state.

At this time, the battle in the four directions of Yunshui City was over.

The living corpses of the Heavenly Corpse Gate have been slaughtered, and the monks of Yunshui City who rebelled against the Falling Dust Gate will not let go of any of them.

However, for the final appearance of the Falling Dust Gate, the vast majority of forces in Yunshui City are willing to accept it.

After all, if it weren't for the Falling Dust Gate, they would all die in the hands of the living corpses of the Heavenly Corpse Gate, and they would all be refined into corpse puppets in the end.

This is not what they want.

Yunshui City, corpses are strewn everywhere, blood-stained ancient streets and lanes, I don't know how many people have died?

There are absolutely millions of corpses!

That scene was extremely tragic.

The once prosperous Yunshui City is like a purgatory place at this time.

But at this moment, it's over after all.

Until this moment, everyone didn't have time to figure out why those powerhouses in the supreme realm and above had disappeared one after another, where were they going?

Now, everyone's eyes are on the last battlefield.

Naturally, they also heard the roar of the corpse one.

At this time, the monks of the Eightfold Realm of the Fallen Dust Gate Saint were in danger, and they would be killed by the corpse at any time.

But Jiang Xiaochen, who was in the dark, was still indifferent, and there was no sign of a move at all.

"Haha..... Jiang Xiaochen, if you don't make a move, you won't have a chance. ”

"When I kill you, the strongest subordinate under the supreme world, I can go on a killing spree, and then who can stop me!"

The corpse continued to speak, using the method of agitation, to lure him into action.

And You, the old man of medicine, and the ancestor of Shura did not make a move at this time.

The three of them went deep into the forbidden place of Yunshui City, wanting to see what was going on?

Therefore, these three supreme realms are not here.

Jiang Xiaochen hugged his sword, closed his eyes, melted into the darkness, and quietly meditated.

Until a certain moment, Jiang Xiaochen suddenly opened his eyes.

Move, sword out!

Boom!

The sound of the sword rang out for nine days, and three sword shadows suddenly appeared, stabbing at the corpse from three directions.

This sword, the third style of the Cangtian swordsmanship, a sword roars for nine days.

As soon as he made a move, Jiang Xiaochen was the strongest blow.

At this time, it was the time when the corpse was about to kill the saint eightfold realm monk of the Falling Dust Gate with one blow.

But three sword rays suddenly stabbed at him.

"Haha...... I'll be waiting for you for a long time!"

But at this time, the corpse one laughed and laughed.