The madness of the corpse-eating ants made the entire Iron Wall City lifeless, and the occasional cry for help was almost not heard before it was dispersed by the sound of flapping wings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows how many people have been sacrificed in the entire Iron Wall City, and no one knows how long it will take for the corpse eaters to recede.

This is the third day, and the endless flying ants still occupy the Iron Wall City, and all the survivors stay indoors and dare not go out.

And on the side of the Burning Sun Country, it seems that they also know the horror of the corpse eaters, and they did not immediately attack the city.

Today's Yang Hao is deaf to things outside the window, and wholeheartedly improves his strength.

These days in the army have made his cultivation extremely stable, and under the nourishment of the pure positive energy of the best amethyst, it is only natural that he will be promoted to the middle stage of the seventh level of body refining.

After improving his cultivation, Yang Hao did not slack off, and devoted himself to the remaining killing moves of "Xuanxue Spear Technique".

I had been practicing "Phantom Moon Trace" for a long time, and I was not very proficient in basic marksmanship, so I temporarily put aside the last two killing moves of "Xuanxue Gun Technique". Now that the time is ripe, the army of the sun is approaching, and he doesn't have any powerful killing moves, so he naturally has to take a good look.

After all, "Xuanxue Spear Technique" is only a true spirit intermediate martial art, and Yang Hao already has a considerable understanding of it, so it is not difficult to comprehend the last two major killing moves.

And just like that, another two days passed.

The corpse-eating ants began to disperse on a large scale, and the sound of monstrous war drums resounded in the sky outside the city.

not only scattered the remnants of the defeated army, but also touched the hearts of all the warriors in Iron Wall City.

......

The ones who should come will always come, so let's go to the granite terrace first.

Yang Hao put away the Chiyan spear and walked out of the stack, on the cold street, only the white bones were all over the ground, as if he had entered a lifeless gray world.

He still remembers the power of the ghoul ants that day.

An officer with a four-fold body refining body was attacked by hundreds of corpse-eating ants because he was stained with the purple blood of an earth beetle. It took only three breaths before and after, and this person was already white bones. Not a single flesh was left.

If Yang Hao had seen such a picture two years ago, he would have been frightened. But after many riots, he got used to it.

During the journey, Yang Hao met several warriors, who scavenged along the road, snatched away the storage bags of the deceased, and sometimes crushed the bones of the deceased because of their scarce supplies.

What a heinous crime, what a merciless humanity!

Yang Hao was silent for a while, but he couldn't help but walk over.

Although he knew that these things happened from time to time, he could not accept it happening right in front of his eyes.

Most of these corpses were sergeants who stood at the forefront of the war and deserved to be honored even if they failed to kill any enemy soldiers.

"This fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing that Yang Hao deliberately blocked his group, the thin old man with rat eyebrows and thief eyes subconsciously took a step back. The three warriors who followed him saw that the situation was not right, and they sacrificed their weapons one after another.

"I don't care if you take ill-gotten gains, but I can't care if you insult the dead. Now you have two paths, either kneel down and confess your sins to the dead, or let me send you on your way. ”

Yang Hao's tone was calm, neither joy nor sadness, which was unpredictable.

The thin old man didn't think that Yang Hao was telling the truth, what kind of insult to the deceased, this was simply nonsense, bullshit. The other party's purpose must be the same as his own, just to seek money, and eighty percent of them are interested in the property they have collected.

The few people behind the old man also thought the same way, but only the three bodies of the refining body couldn't feel Yang Hao's breath at all, and they naturally knew that the other party's strength was more than one step stronger than their own, so they all set their eyes on the thin old man.

The thin old man is the master of these people, and he is also a powerhouse in the early stage of the sixfold body refining.

When he felt that Yang Hao's breath was similar to his own, he turned his eyes and said leisurely: "Friend's breath is crazy, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face by the old man?"

"You still have three breaths to think about. ”

Yang Hao completely ignored the thin old man's words, and his spear shook, and his momentum was overwhelming.

"Today, the old man will choose the third way, your dead end. ”

The thin old man has advanced to refine the body for many years, and he has a lot of Yin skills. For Yang Hao, these newborn calves, they have a psychological advantage, and they are naturally not afraid.

He turned his head and gave his apprentice a look, and when the rat eyes fell back on Yang Hao again, the spear had already come to his throat.

The thin old man's eyes flashed, and he reacted extremely quickly, flashed Yang Hao's flat thorn sideways, and retreated in a few steps. Two ordinary rings were sacrificed from the storage bag, and before Yang Hao could see this thing clearly, he threw it out in a semi-arc way.

The sharp rings are like killing machines, staggered in strange arcs, bringing not only murderous aura, but also sweeping wind blades.

Yang Hao didn't expect the thin old man to make such a move at all, because ordinary body refining martial artists would not attack like this.

The thrown weapon is like a throwing needle, and without the control of a powerful divine sense, not only can it not control the direction of the attack, but it cannot be recovered.

With such a close distance and such a sudden attack, if Yang Hao really only had the six-fold cultivation of the body refinement, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured.

But he was a sevenfold body refining powerhouse, and his divine sense had transcended the scope of the body refining realm. Although the arc of the ring was strange, it was still caught in an instant, and the strong wind blade rolled up could not escape its eyes.

It's just that Yang Hao didn't dodge, because this is the opportunity to test marksmanship.

"Falling snow. ”

Yang Hao shouted, the force was from his waist, his body was like a taut bow, the tight power was poured into the spear, his footsteps retreated slightly, and he saw the trajectory of the killing ring, and waved suddenly.

This shot seemed to be as fast as it was slow, as heavy as it was light, like a snowflake falling slowly in the air, with an icy killing intent, it shattered the raging wind blade.

The shaking tip of the spear made a magical arc, like thunder, and collided with one of the rings without any fancy fancy.

The high-speed spinning Miao Killing Ring was completely picked up in the light of a little spark, and it actually collided with another Killing Miao Ring that was about to hit Yang Hao, and both of them fell to the ground.

Killing Miao Ring is one of the thin old man's specialty sneak attack skills, and it is also his means of being proud of his peers, but at the moment, he was broken by Yang Hao's understatement, and he was horrified.

"You yellow-mouthed kid, you really have some crazy qualifications. ”

The thin old man put away his contempt and took the initiative to attack Yang Hao.

His weapon was an extremely unusual low-grade spirit knife, the scorching and dazzling faint light was even stronger than the Black Tai Knife, and the energy that overflowed was even more beyond the scope of a high-grade spirit weapon.

This knife is definitely a highly strengthened existence, and it has been strengthened at least seven times.

"It came at the right time. ”

Yang Hao provoked the spear and met the thin old man head-on.