"Boy, the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the sun, moon and stars are fused with the soul power of the essence element, it is the power of the true source, how much can you make waves with just a mere blood sea level body?" Lu Dong laughed strangely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Old ghost, Ben Shao would rather die without a corpse than be taken away by you in peace!"

Xiang Yan was carried by him, like an obedient little vole, but his mouth was not idle.

At this time, those corpse slaves also surrounded them, and the black blood flowed in the seven orifices, which was hideous and terrifying.

Lu Dong activated the deadwood scepter and manipulated the corpse slaves! Restrained his fighting instinct and obediently gathered over, "Since you are seeking trouble for yourself, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

He roared fiercely and gloomily, "Although corpse slaves are dead creatures, they also have the desire to eat and drink blood, and holy blood is the best sacrifice to nourish the wisps of remnant souls in their minds that have not yet been completely extinguished. ！”

"It's a pity that the Holy Body has not completely bloomed, otherwise only a drop can make the corpse slave evolve!

"You little rabbit cub, you know you can't do it, how can you be like Qi He and that stubborn donkey?" Lu Dong shook his head and sighed.

As he spoke, he had already pulled out his dagger and made several long cuts on Xiang Yan's arms and legs.

Crimson blood gushed out, exuding extraordinary power.

Dozens of corpse slaves rushed over, stretching out their black and purple tongues to lick and eat Xiang Yandi's holy blood.

If left to their mercy, hope will only grow slimmer.

In order to survive, Xiang Yan must show the courage of a lion to fight a rabbit and maximize all the strength he relies on.

"Die!"

He rolled over violently, broke free from the restraints, and under the traction of consciousness, the torrent of noise burst out again.

Lu Dong didn't expect Xiang Yan to break free from his palm.

However, he reacted quickly, drew a spell mark with his left hand, and used his spiritual power to support the Zhengang protective body, and his whole body was black and shiny.

The power of the hustle and bustle slammed into the Gangqi shield, only causing ripples slightly, and it could not cause trouble at all.

Moreover, Xiang Yan's own situation is not good.

He felt his body getting weaker and weaker, and the psionic energy was squeezing his body to maintain the power of the black torrent.

And between Xiang Yan's limbs and chest, essence and blood flowed, and what was lost was not only vitality, but also slim hope.

"Little cub, do you think you can hurt me?" Lu Dong disdained.

"What if I can't hurt you? Even if the essence and blood run out and the essence is exhausted, Ben Shao will never leave a good body behind. ”

At this time, Xiang Yan was a little struggling to speak, and the black torrent in the center of his eyebrows was intermittent, obviously unable to last long.

Several corpse slaves had also gathered around, lying on their legs and arms, and began to suck the essence blood.

At death's door!

At this moment, the intermittent black stream suddenly became turbulent like a monstrous wave, mixed with the breath of the region's underworld.

A shadow suddenly came, and Lu Dong's expression was shocked.

It was Qingchuan, who came back from the dead, and actually controlled the water of the Lethe River Styx in the stone platform, which combined with Xiang Yan's ability to break through the true shield of Lu Lao Ghost.

At the same time, Xiang Yan felt that his eight veins trembled, and a shallow golden glow appeared all over his body.

All the wounds in the limbs healed quickly, like an exhaustive sublimation, and the energy that had been drained was actually recovering quickly.

It was the wisp of spiritual power in the sea of blood, as if it was absorbing the surrounding flame energy, and quickly restored Xiang Yan's physical strength.

"Boom!"

Thunder and thunder intertwined, and several corpse slaves who wanted to feast on a feast fell one after another.

It turned out that Xiang Yan's body suddenly flew with an electric snake, which was the electric energy of Jin Yan's thunder breath residing in Xiang Yan's bones and veins.

"Are you the girl, or the undead summoned by the old man?" asked the old man.

Qingchuan didn't talk, she was pretty and cold, and she was cold and lonely.

The white aura in his left hand flickered, and the red aura in his right hand flowed, and two demonic powers swung out and sank into Lu Dong's head and body.

Under the invasion of the demonic white flower intent, the necromancer's soul consciousness was instantly disturbed, as if it was frozen, and he could not make any movements at all, and the mixed yuan power condensed on his hands would also dissipate in an instant.

"The gap between the great realms, how can you little hairy boys easily erase it?" Elder Lu was furious.

Xiang Yan was shocked by a palm, while trying his best to resist the white flowers.

"Tear her, chew her flesh, drink her blood!"

Lu Dong roared, with resentment and anger, and the Deadwood Scepter swung it, guiding them back to their fighting instincts and attacking Qingchuan.

"Huhu!"

The corpse slave opened his mouth and spewed out a large amount of corpse gas, enveloping the huge corrosive energy of the flesh and soul of living beings.

Qingchuan was instantly submerged, and it was also entangled and difficult to get out.

"Binding the Demon!"

Lu Dong cast the Book of Seals again and imprisoned Xiang Yan aside.

Then, the Yuan Shen escaped from the flesh shell and wanted to enter Xiang Yan's mind, ready to take away and erase all the marks of Xiang Yan.

"Not only is the physical body powerful, but even the soul sea is not ordinarily vast!"

In Xiang Yan's mind, Lu Dong was surprised.

"Old ghost, you don't want to succeed!" Xiang Yan roared.

If he succeeds, there will be no more Xiang Yan in the world, only the dove occupies the magpie's nest, the body remains the same, but the soul belongs to Lu Dong.

"The old man finally has the perfect soul house!"

Lu Dong turned a deaf ear to Xiang Yan's words, rejoiced at himself, and then began to exert his strength, one by one, to remove all the imprints belonging to Xiang Yan.

This is another battlefield of life and death.

There was a real threat to his life, Xiang Yan was involved in his energy, and it was difficult for his consciousness to communicate with the sea of blood.

And the strength of his own soul thoughts is far less than the soul power of the strong people in the Habitat Realm.

"In the hands of the old man, it's a joke to think about escaping if you don't cooperate obediently!" Lu Dong sneered.

When the soul sea is lost, everything about Xiang Yan on the sea gradually fades, and when the entire soul sea is under Lu Dong's control, Xiang Yan will disappear completely.

"Whoosh!"

In a moment, the imprint on the center of his eyebrows glowed, shooting out a light like a world in Xiang Yan's mind.

"What's going on!"

Seeing the swept luster, Lu Dong's Yuan Shen couldn't help but tremble.

The sea of souls that was originally in change suddenly recedered like a low tide, and everything that Xiang Yan had erased was gradually recovering.

"The sea of souls guarded by the ancient saints! this body has a master......

Lu Dong finally discovered the abnormality and finally understood that Xiang Yan was not simple.

But he saw the opportunity quickly, and made a decision in an instant, and the Yuan Shen escaped from Xiang Yan's body and returned to the body that was about to decay.

At the same time, the wisp of power in Xiang Yan's sea of blood was once again powerful, and a burst of fire power erupted into the sky.

Suddenly, a cyan streamer flew in.

It was the green sword that was left on the mountainside, turning into a brilliant green mang, floating above Xiang Yan's head, opening a cyan light curtain, and opening up the rich corpse qi in the cave.

"Die!"

Xiang Yan didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand to hold the brilliant Taiyi Lingque Sword, his momentum skyrocketed, and he swept with the sword.

A crescent-like cyan sword qi swung out, slashing across the waist and abdomen of the corpse slave in front of him.

The cyan sword qi was like the eternal Qingyue True Flame, and the corpse slave blocked with both arms, but it was as if it had been ignited, and it was quickly incinerated, leaving only a few clusters of green flames the size of flower bones, which were submerged into the green sword.

Seeing that the crisis behind him was resolved, Harukawa was greatly encouraged.

And the ghost old man has already experienced a catastrophe, and at this time, he was frightened, as if he felt the breath of annihilation, and he trembled.

He didn't care about everything, he just muttered in his mouth, "The ancient guardian giant spirit is in the world, is the Haotian Spirit Tomb about to be opened!"

Qingchuan seized the opportunity, and with the other hand, the tide of red flowers on the other side was swung out, and it sank into the dry body of the ghost old man.

As Lu Dong himself said, the red flower on the other side could absorb the heaven and earth yuan power cultivated by the monk, but in a moment, under the sweep of the red flower, his withered body was even more withered and wrinkled, and soon died.

Taiyi Lingque sword swung, Xiang Yan jumped violently, stabbed at Lu Dong's throat, and the green mang swept away, shattering his bloody flesh shell.

Then he swept across his neck, a few drops of viscous and dull blood splashed down, dyed red Lu Dong's fluffy and flying white hair, and his body fell to the ground like dry wood, whimpering.