One hundred and twenty-nine: The king's corpse

The fluorescent masterpiece also allows people to see the little fireflies in the sky, not the ghostly flame, not the phosphorus fire, but the fierce light in the eyes of the demon soldiers and ghost generals.

It turned out that when the famous gate was opened, there was a group of Senluo ghost soldiers arrayed in the void, but because the clouds covered the sky and the shadows sprinkled on the earth, no one could see clearly.

At this time, because the silver light saw the neat and solemn appearance of the Yin Qi Sen Ghost Soldiers, everyone suddenly understood why the silver giant did not attack first, and the Xuanwu Law roared again and again against the void.

The green light in the door became brighter and brighter, the piercing laughter became louder and louder, countless ghostly poisonous gases poured out from the door, and a purple-eyed drought with blue fangs and a corpse crown stood at the end of the ghost army on the poisonous cloud.

The plague poison cloud that gushed out of the underworld was injected into the body of the ghost soldiers, and the demon soldiers and ghosts, who were already fierce, grew green hair around their bodies, and the ghost soldiers who were originally only at the level of flying zombie corpses suddenly had more green zombie yin poisonous characteristics, and this qualitative change came from the purple-eyed drought.

"Cao Beast King really loves this grandson, but he traveled all the way from Dragon Valley to Kunwu, and also gave the Ghost King Jinpan and other divine objects, for fear that Cao Changqing would be in any danger, and he didn't want to think about it, with his reputation as the Imperial Beast Sect, it would be good not to bully others, who would live impatiently, robbing the beast chariot of the Imperial Beast Sect, it was really too much. ”

"Isn't it, Wusheng Mountain and the Imperial Beast Sect are wearing a pair of pants in the end, obviously their skills are not as good as others, but they still try their best to find a way to turn the tables for them, and take out the essence of the Imperial Beast Sect to compete, it's really ......."

In ancient times, there was a method of practicing corpses, which was to select the corpse of the extreme yin life, contained in the four yin and fierce places, with secret techniques to channel spirits, and to condense with essence blood. It is necessary to count ninety-nine in a row to get a corpse.

The spirit corpse is divided into nine grades, namely the nine-grade ambush corpse, the eight-rank wandering corpse, the seven-grade hair stiff, the six-grade white stiff, the fifth-grade flying stiff, the fourth-grade green stiff, the third-grade purple stiff, the second-grade dry fish, and the first-grade stiff.

The art of refining corpses is one of the fundamental exercises at the beginning of the establishment of the Imperial Beast Sect, but with the later martial arts Dachang, the method of practicing corpses, which requires the loss of essence and blood, is still retreated to the second category, but some high-grade spirit corpses that have been well preserved in ancient times, each of them has extremely strong combat effectiveness, and is regarded as a fundamental thing by the Imperial Beast Sect.

This purple-eyed drought with a corpse crown on his head has a great reputation, which can slay dragons and dry heavens, extradite plague gods, travel thousands of miles of red land, and spread plagues.

The face of an ordinary fierce realm martial artist is not to mention facing this purple-pupiled drought, just by straying into the poisonous cloud, he will die a painful death, not to mention that this drought, which has been nourished by the aura for hundreds of years, the law is not broken, and the saints are not inviolable.

And this is the origin of Cao Changqing's greatest confidence!

Holding the golden plate in his hand high, he said proudly towards the silver giant on Xuanwu's back: "I know that you have the supernatural power of the innate two instruments, but my drought fish has no soul and no soul, and it is outside the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements. The only way you can dissolve the yin and yang mill of ten thousand laws is this dry Sen Luo corpse, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible and give up the place to ask the question, after all, those who know the times are Junjie!"

Tang Luo, who had turned into a silver giant, glanced at the cloud platform below, and said lightly to Cao Changqing: "It seems that Cao Gongzi has not been idle in the past three days, and he knows my information very thoroughly, even Yin Yang Mill knows it, but it is too whimsical to want Tang to admit defeat with just a thousand-year-old corpse." Let's see if Tang broke your bones first, or if this corpse king broke my battle body!"

"Stubborn!" Cao Changqing snorted coldly, poured a large amount of spiritual power into the gold plate, and the inscription on his head rotated, and the droughtle wearing the corpse crown seemed to hear the command, and a pair of purple pupils fixed on the silver giant's body, and opened his big mouth full of fangs and roared, turning into a green man.

On the other side, the power of the Xuanwu Law Xiang Yun Yu turned into a monstrous wave, holding the Xuanwu Law Xiang towards the ghost army, as if he didn't see the Dry Snake attacking, but the Xuan Snake stopped on the way of the Dry Fish early, spitting out a mouthful of Netherworld Poison towards the zombies.

The purple-eyed drought did not dodge or dodge, allowing the poison of the Netherworld to corrode half of its body, and pierced through the Xuan Snake seven inches with one blow, and swept towards Tang Luo's eyes with the evil aura and Netherworld venom, his thick arms were like bowstrings drawn into a full moon, his ten sharp claws flashed with a faint cold light, and there were turquoise poisonous clouds behind him.

In other words, ordinary people would have avoided it long ago when they saw this menacing ganlu, but the silver giant was expressionless, raised his totem-like thick right arm, raised his fist the size of a battering ram, and smashed it towards the ganlu!

The giant fist that shimmered with silver light collided with the claws of the ten marls, and anyone who looked at the marquies should have been knocked out, but the zombie that was just a few feet away resisted the fists of the silver giants without any strength, making it impossible to advance an inch.

Removing his father Tang Sen does not count, the zombie in front of him, I am afraid that Tang Luo has met the most powerful creature (dead thing?), no matter how hard he uses, this right fist will not be able to advance an inch, as if it is not a zombie in front of the fist, but a steel plate several feet thick, which is an iron mountain of hundreds of millions of tons.

Fortunately, he is not a one-armed giant, otherwise there is really no way to move forward.

The giant whose right arm was blocked waved his left arm unceremoniously, and the violent whistling wind fanned the clouds in the sky to open a crack, like swatting mosquitoes, and the tall and slender dry fish were directly slapped away, and the giant's knees were aggrieved, and he kicked hard with the river Tuluo Shu as the ground.

A violent sonic boom swept through the ring of clouds and rain, and the strong shock wave blew away the gathered miasma, and the silver giant turned into a giant tiger that pounced on the giant tiger and swept towards Cao Changqing behind the ghost soldiers.

From the ground, the speed of the giant that was several zhang high was only a little fast, but in Cao Changqing's eyes, Tang Luo was approaching him at an astonishing speed, and the ghostly ghost soldiers in front of him could not give him a sense of security at all.

Swapping the gold plate to his left hand, he gave the order to block it, and then drew out his spirit sword and swung a sharp crescent sword qi towards the center of the giant's eyebrows, Cao Changqing, who had done all this, did not forget to retreat quickly, but all this was in vain in front of Tang Luo.

With a steel body and a heavenly silver armor, he was not afraid of the attack of the ghost army at all, even if he added the fierce corpse poison of the dry spirit, but he could not break through the defense, and the poison could not affect him.

And his goal from beginning to end was very clear, that is, to defeat Cao Changqing by crossing the drought ray, but he didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

At the same time, Tang Luo also understood why the method of refining corpses looked tempting but eventually fell to the second line, because this kind of zombie technique that requires the consumption of the master's essence blood is far less than the income of strengthening oneself, after all, although the strength defense of zombies without the increase of divine soul is very amazing, but the attack is limited after all, and it is naturally invincible to ordinary masters, but in an extreme environment, it is inevitable that it will be hindered everywhere.

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