In the black pit, the ghost mist rolled like a mushroom cloud, and the roar of the demon corpse rumbled out.

The pit where the three of Xin Qijie are located seems to have become an eerie hell, perhaps this pit was originally hell, ready to bury Xin Qijie and others.

Countless undead roared in the pit, and the ghosts hidden in hell seemed to wait for the death of these warriors to suck their pure blood.

The rolling black mist around the eighteen demon corpses, under the illumination of the pale golden sunlight, exudes a dazzling halo, when these halos spread out, the atmosphere became silent, and the eyes of the roaring demon corpses flashed with a strange light, under this light, Xin Qijie appeared in his mind, this illusion was like a long-term working slave, three hundred and sixty-five days a year without rest, that kind of depression, that kind of oppression, so that he was about to be unbearable.

This kind of repression was like a thought, infinitely magnified in his mind, and even words came into his ears like threads: "Xin Qijie, why are you cultivating so hard? No matter how you cultivate, you can't become a strong person, why don't you tie yourself up and seek eternal happiness, why struggle in the sea of suffering in this world." ”

The indifferent voice echoed in his mind, as if the current was flowing all over his body, but her willpower was not comparable to ordinary people! He had cultivated hard since he was a child, and he had an iron will, and when he was confused, a dazzling brilliance erupted around his body, and when the brilliant brilliance swept away, a huge gossip pattern spread above him, Xue Qingyang, and Jing Wuyi's heads.

Xue Qingyang's beautiful face was filled with wisps of black mist, and Jing Wuyi's cold face was filled with bursts of cold light. The light in the eyes of the two of them flickered and flickered, and suddenly a loud rumbling sound resounded above their heads, shattering the illusion in their minds, only to see the four hooves of the eighteen demon corpses fiercely stepped on the formation arranged by the Xin Qi Festival, and the formation was instantly covered with cracks! Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two of them, if there was no Xin Qi Festival, wouldn't the two of them have to be trampled into meat sauce by the eighteen demon corpses.

Rumble!

The four-hooves of the eighteen demon corpses stepped down again, and the eight arrays of Qiankun covered with cracks burst open, bursting into a cloud of shatters.

When the Qiankun Eight Array Diagram exploded, the majestic energy wind rolled open, slamming into the surrounding pit walls, and a muffled sound like thunder erupted.

Eighteen demon corpses pounced on them, and the swirling fishy whirlwind made them vomit when they smelled it.

Xue Qingyang is a person who loves cleanliness very much, where has he smelled such a bad smell, and he almost vomited all the overnight food.

Her water, fire and jade spirit spear soared into the sky, her hands were as slender as onion pipes, slowly sealed, and between the changes of the handprints, the majestic vitality was injected into the water, fire and jade spirit spear, and the light of the water, fire and jade spirit spear skyrocketed, and the dazzling halo swept the entire sky, and the two qi of water and fire gushing out of the tip of the spear were instantly intertwined and condensed into a huge two-color spear flower.

The two-color spear flower was about ten zhang in size, covered with two-color lines, and slowly rotated in front of Xue Qingyang, spreading a terrifying air current, and the air was under the air flow, slowly twisting, and it seemed that it could explode into powder at any time.

"Go ahead. Xue Qingyang waved his hand, and the two-colored spear burst out, colliding with the four-headed demon corpse that pounced.

When the two-colored spear flower and the four-headed demon corpse collided together, there were brilliant ripples, and wherever the ripples passed, the ground was set off one after another hideous cracks.

The four hooves of the four-headed demon corpse stepped on the two-colored spear flower, and a rumbling explosion erupted, mixed with a subtle clicking sound.

The four hooves of the four-headed demon corpse stepped on the two-color spear flower, and the two-color spear flower appeared one after another fine cracks, and in the rumbling sound, the two-color spear flower exploded, and the terrifying hurricane swept away, Xue Qingyang's body flew up miserably, and the blood in his mouth surged wildly, and he fell to the ground.

Jing Wuyi's cold face exuded a rock-like cold aura, the vitality in his body gushed out wildly, his hands were sealed in mid-air, and spikes extended from the ground, looking at the four-headed demon corpse that burst down, and swept the spikes towards the four-headed demon corpse.

The four-headed demon corpse trampled fiercely into the void with four hooves, and the terrifying concussive power burst out, and the spikes in the sky were trampled to pieces.

The spikes were crushed to pieces, and the four hooves of the four-headed demon corpse kicked him in the chest, kicking him miserably and landing not far away from Xue Qingyang, and the blood in his mouth gushed out like syrup.

Xue Qingyang and Jing Wuyi were a little surprised, the four demon corpses were seriously injured by them, and the Xinqi Festival Demon dealt with the ten demon corpses, wouldn't they be kicked to death by the demon corpses?

Xue Qingyang wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and said in a deep voice: "The eighteen demon corpses are too strong, so strong that people feel scared! ”

Jing Wuyi's cold face was as pale as moonlight, and the blood flowed down the corners of his lips, and he smiled bitterly: "My strongest attack is not the opponent of the four-headed demon corpse, but you can imagine how strong the four-headed demon corpse is." ”

It was normal for Jing Wuyi and Xue Qingyang to lose in the hands of the demon corpse, and the people who controlled the demon corpse were all powerhouses of the Small Creation Realm, which was equivalent to the vitality of the four powerhouses of the Small Creation Realm, condensed into a force that was dealing with them, how could they be the opponents of the demon corpse.

Leng Qianqiu, who was above the deep pit, saw that his cousin and Jing Wuyi were easily defeated, and he was secretly horrified in his heart, the two of them were defeated so quickly, if they went down by themselves, wouldn't they have to be shocked into blood foam on the spot.

The Dragon Pavilion Master had long known that Xue Qingyang and Jing Wuyi were not the opponents of the demon corpse, the four-headed demon corpse was extremely violent, and with a terrifying aura, it was definitely not something that ordinary martial artists could resist, only a demon like Xin Qijie could resist the demon corpse, but what he had to resist was ten demon corpses, I don't know if he could resist it! If they were all defeated, then they would be finished today.

If Xin Qijie can't resist these demon corpses, they won't even be able to see the Soul Tomb Tomb Master, so they will stop here, and future generations will definitely laugh at them for not knowing life and death, and even the eighteen demon corpses can't resist it, and they still want to challenge the Soul Tomb Tomb Owner, it's really extremely sad to die.

Looking at the ten demon corpses stepping in front of him, Xin Qijie did not touch hard, his hands were sealed, the cyan dragon snake on his body flew up, and a streamer snaked up, his illusion was trampled into pieces by the ten demon corpses, and the ground was trampled and burst open.

His body appeared on top of the heads of the ten demon corpses, and five silver electric currents shot out from his fingertips, piercing the cheeks of the five demon corpses, and the five demon corpses burst open on the spot.

Soul Qianfu's heart was shocked to the extreme, there was a terrifying air flow above the ten demon corpses, which could wring people into pieces, but Xin Qijie was not afraid, but there was nothing to do, and he easily shattered the five-headed demon corpses, which was really terrifying, and roared: "The remaining thirteen demon corpses are all coming to deal with Xin Qijie, Xue Qingyang and Jing Wuyi ignored it, and first crushed Xin Qijie into blood foam." (To be continued.) )