"Chase"

I faintly heard a crisp ringtone.

Dozens of black-clothed corpse puppets that suddenly flew up from everywhere were under the command of Shangguan Yinling.

Listen to her snort.

Uniform.

Fly up.

chased after Lu Yingdong, who was flying fast.

By this time, it was almost winter.

The climate is very cold.

The morning sun shines through the forest.

shines on Lu Yingdong's body.

Pull out a faint light and shadow.

This is because the speed of the speed is too fast.

Lu Yingdong's hair is long.

Elegant and handsome in running.

The ink eyebrows are picturesque.

The eyes are very bright.

Move forward.

Even if there are tall rocks and trees in the way.

Lu Yingdong didn't seem to see it.

There is no intention of stopping at all.

's body rose and fell with the long breath.

Like a cheetah in the jungle.

Smooth and natural.

"This Shangguan Yinling.

It should be something called a corpse bell.

Manipulating the corpses"

Lu Yingdong had stolen his body with her last time.

Got a blood-patterned corpse puppet Dafa.

I know this magic skill.

It's just that this corpse bell is not easy to refine.

It also had to be refined with the corpses and blood of many cultivators.

This kind of magic door means.

Obviously, Lu Yingdong, who is not an earthling, can refine it with a hard heart.

Lu Yingdong has not stayed in this world for long.

Pretty good citizens.

"Boom" suddenly there was a loud bang.

Countless sword lights struck.

Lu Yingdongdra took a step to show.

It seems to have turned into a black shadow.

Corpse puppets don't distinguish between real and fake.

Suddenly attracted bursts of sword light.

He has long since fled away.

Shangguan Yinling followed closely behind.

Not for a moment.

Those dozens of throwing knives and flying swords turned back.

Wear it at all angles at the same time.

Ten of them were still thrown by cultivators in the late stage of Linggu.

The danger is greatly increased.

Galloping.

Lu Yingdong took a breath of fresh air.

The eyebrows are beating.

Anger rises.

Lu Yingdong smiled coldly in his heart.

You witch.

A lot of people is enough?

It's all bloody corpses.

Is Lao Tzu still afraid? Even if I could kill you before.

Get ready to be killed again now!

Dozens of corpse puppets obviously did not kill Lu Yingdong and vowed not to give up.

Shangguan Yinling's side seemed to have given a death order.

Qi Qi silently chased after Lu Yingdong.

A cold killing machine filled the sky.

Lock Lu Yingdong firmly.

"Shangguan Yinling.

If you want to kill me.

Why don't you come in person?

I'm going to see if you have what it takes."

A corpse puppet would not answer.

Shangguan Yinling behind him was even more full of banter.

I only faintly heard the ringing of bells constantly echoing in my ears.

Under the manipulation of the corpse bell in Shangguan Yinling's hand.

They quickly chased after Lu Yingdong.

The figure is erratic and unpredictable, like a ghost.

It's elusive.

The sword in his hand shone with cold light.

The killing intent is pressing.

It's chilling!

Lu Yingdong is not just running away.

I am preparing materials using silver fire.

This silver fire material.

Last time, I found some more with Lu Yuanxia at the Qianshan Taobao Fair.

But I still haven't made a few copies.

With a little is a little less.

Clear skies.

A figure streaked across the sky.

A crisp corpse bell rang.

Dozens of dark shadows followed closely behind him a few kilometers away.

From time to time, the black shadow turned into an afterimage and slammed forward.

Approaching.

Countless bright lines are formed in the sky.

Stop.

Lu Yingdong is very different from before.

The momentum is overwhelming.

The killing machine is heart-palpitating.

The icy aura made people feel more terrifying than those forty corpse golems.

Lu Yingdong saw that a group of corpse puppets had already chased after him.

Sneered: "Shangguan Yinling.

Today, Yuan Ye will learn your methods.

See who can kill more"

Anyway.

An ice pool water sword slashed through the sky.

It's like a blazing blue.

Shoot straight at the corpse golems that rush towards you!

Ice pool water swords flew over the sky.

Some were sprinkled on the corpses.

Some crashed into the corpse golems.

Some were cut off outright.

The pool of water ice burst open.

Shangguan Yinling still thought that there was something powerful about Lu Yingdong's water swords.

Scold.

Originally.

It is also a mantis arm to block the car.

"Hmph.

Talkative boy.

What kind of water-breaking sword you are.

I'll see where you're running today."

Followed by.

Lu Yingdong spewed out a mouthful of Silver Pole Emperor Flame.

The fire is on.

"Snort" and "snort" sounded continuously.

This time, it was a fire sword.

The fiery sword pierced through the corpse golems.

Bursts of silver flames burst into flames.

A foul light smoke immediately rose from the corpses.

Downward failure at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Shangguan Yinling's face was full of disbelief: "This is...... Silver Pole Emperor Fire ...... How can you have ......"

Lu Yingdong smiled.

This silver fire is said to be nothing that does not burn.

It's really cool.

Deal with this demon corpse.

It also makes a sizzling sound when it burns.

It's like barbecue.

Although not like the poisonous elder.

Swing a silver fire.

When they stand up to silver ashes.

But the corpse puppet with silver fireworks was like a candle.

Constantly melting in the roar.

Seeing that the silver fire is powerful.

Burned a dozen corpse puppets at once.

The corpse bell in Shangguan Yinling's hand shook.

There were more than twenty corpse puppets in the Spirit Valley stage, all of whom withdrew to his side.

Circled her.

Protect it.

"Don't get complacent.

You have the Silver Fire Divine Power.

Isn't there one for my aunt?"

Shangguan Yinling took out a slender, delicate ink-colored phoenix-tailed guqin from behind her that she had played before.

Put it in front of you.

Slender fingers.

Gently groove.

Refreshing and clear.

The sound of the piano sounded like a waterfall and a flowing spring.

There is no more fighting.

-for-tat.

Bloody slaughter.

At this time, there is.

It's just the crisp and beautiful sound of Ding Dongqin's singing.

But.

The green qi visible to the naked eye instantly filled Shangguan Yinling's body.

The imitation element is the impact of a waterfall that flows down.

It seems to be full of murderous opportunities full of dangers.

Every time it falls, it is as fierce as the tip of a needle.

Every string.

Every note.

Waterfalls pop off the piano.

Lu Yingdong in front of him suddenly stopped moving.

A very confused look appeared on his face.

Step by step, he walked towards Shangguan Yinling.

The sound of the piano is faint.

Lu Yingdong unconsciously walked to a position almost ten meters away from the corpse puppets.

Very close to the range of the corpse golem.

Suddenly.

A flash of light.

Keep your eyes open.

Lu Yingdong casually held a silver water sword containing the sword intent of breaking waves, and shot directly at Shangguan Yinling!

Shangguan Yinling, who was playing the piano, was caught off guard.

I only had time to lift the phoenix tail guqin to a block!

"Bang dang!"

Lu Yingdong saw that he didn't succeed in a blow.

Another mouthful of silver fire chased after him.

The two corpse golems stepped forward.

Another roar!

"You...... How can you stop ......" Shangguan Yinling thought that Lu Yingdong was still the same as last time.

can't resist the temptation of his own piano sound.

As a result, he broke two corpse puppets and the phoenix-tailed long harp in his hand.

"The same magic sound method.

If you think you can still be useful to me Lu Yingdong.

That would be naïve."

Break through the refining period.

Lu Yingdong's biggest gain is the talent of the three divine consciousness types.

Benefit from this.

As a result, the divine consciousness has also soared.

Shangguan made the sound of the piano useless again.

"Kill!" Shangguan Yinling saw that all kinds of methods did not work.

Angry, he took out the corpse bell again.

Jingle the bell and shake it.

There were still about twenty corpse golems left.

All of them rushed up.