As soon as the fiery red light curtain shattered, attracted by the blood, the living corpses in the swamp swarmed up and rushed towards the Wild Fire Bull Monk in a few units.

For a while, the wailing continued, most of the mana was lost, and the Wild Fire Bull Monk who was broken by the light curtain was completely panicked, attacking indiscriminately in the same place, and the Wild Fire Bull Monk without his command completely became a plate of scattered sand, and they fought with the living corpses separately.

And Huo Junlie, the leader of the Wild Fire Bull Monks, was tired of dealing with a few living corpses with sharp nails and a thick gray mist on his body, and he could die on the spot if he was not careful, so he had no chance to command these Wild Fire Bull Monks in the fight.

When the fire-colored light curtain was broken, the many living corpses around Chu Tian were attracted by the blood and went straight to the Wild Fire Bull Cultivator, which made Chu Tian's pressure much less, and took advantage of this kung fu to take advantage of Chu Tian's Wind God Sword and bite the pill hidden in his mouth to restore mana.

Seeing that several living corpses that were still surrounding Chu Tian stretched out their pitch-black claws towards Chu Tian again, Chu Tian spat out the yang spirit in his mouth and pierced the head of a living corpse, and then picked up the Wind God Sword in his hand and slashed the two living corpses in front of him.

And at this time, the sharp nails of the last remaining living corpse were also deeply embedded in Chu Tian's vest, and as soon as he held the palm of his hand, he was about to grab Chu Tian's heart and shatter it with a pinch.

After dealing with the three living corpses, Chu Tian felt the same behind him, his body tightened, clamped the arm of the living corpse, turned around, and twisted the arm of the living corpse.

The living corpse with only half of its arm left let out a roar from its mouth, and the other arm carried a sharp nail into Chu Tian's neck.

Faster than the living corpse to swing his arm was Chu Tian, who still had an arm in his body, and the blue light of the Wind God Sword in his hand was shining, like the surface of the Wind God Sword's sword body was burning with cyan flames, slashing at the head of the living corpse, so as to split the living corpse in two without hindrance.

After killing this living corpse, Chu Tian turned around and glanced back, and saw that the Wild Fire Bull Cultivators who were fighting with the living corpses were constantly falling from the sky, or dragging the living corpses into the swamp and disappeared.

There are also frightened living corpse pilots, a fiery red light flies wildly in the sky, but the end is faster.

In just a short period of time, there have been more than a dozen Brute Fire Bull monks with slightly weaker mana and poor minds buried here forever, not even a trace of true spirit escaped, maybe someone will pass by in the future and encounter the attack of a living corpse, and one of the Brute Fire Bull Monks who fell today is among them.

Not in the mood to look at the current situation of the Brute Fire Bull Monk at the second glance, Chu Tian turned his head and retracted the yang spirit that was about to sink in the swamp, stepped on the Wind God Sword, and turned into a light and flew at a low altitude.

On the way to fly, Chu Tian was entangled in whether to use the yang spirit to gather the blood qi of the whole body and fly all the way out of the corpse swamp without attracting living corpses, or to use the blood qi in it to recover his own blood qi first, so as not to die under the erosion of the black corpse qi.

After thinking about it, Chu Tian still felt that it was more important to retain his own combat power, holding the Yang Spirit in one hand to absorb blood qi, holding the Wind God Sword in the other hand and looking ahead, following the traces left by Feng Ling'er and a few people to fly forward.

Behind him is the mountain of blood and corpses, and there will be peace in front of him.

Without the Imperial Envoy flying with the Wind God Sword, Chu Tian felt that his flight speed was much slower, so he had to take one step at a time.

Suppressing the black corpse qi rampant in his body, and suffering multiple injuries on his body, Chu Tiancai pulled out that arm and threw it into the swamp, and the next moment the wound on his body that had just solidified collapsed again, and his combat power was less than fifty percent of his peak.

The deeper he walked into the swamp, the stronger the sense of depression on Chu Tian's body became, as if there was a fear lurking beneath the calm in the center of the swamp that was difficult to look at.

Along the way, Chu Tian had never seen a living corpse except for being besieged by the four living corpses at the end, and with a strange Chu Tian cautiously came to the central area of the corpse swamp.

It seemed that Chu Tian's leaking blood qi attracted the attention of an unknown existence in the swamp center, and when Chu Tian didn't react, a green mist completely different from the other gray mist appeared out of thin air, enveloping Chu Tian's body.

Chu Tian was shocked, the blue and gold protective true qi on his body was like transparent, allowing the green mist to penetrate it, even in Chu Tian's heart.

Before Chu Tian could use any means, Chu Tian, shrouded in green mist, was covered with greenery, and a warm breath passed back and forth on Chu Tian's body.

The stiff curve on Chu Tian's face due to the corpse qi and pain also eased with the green mist, since there was no way to stop it, then he just accepted it with peace of mind, and Chu Tian did not feel any malice in the green mist.

As soon as the green mist touched the nails and sharp teeth on Chu Tian's body, the sharp weapons on these living corpses were like snowmen under the scorching sun, melting and disappearing without a trace.

And the black qi on Chu Tian's body, Zheng Huan, who was making trouble on Chu Tian's body, constantly devoured Chu Tian's flesh essence and blood, and fought for a long time with the mana in Chu Tian's body, fighting with Chu Tian for control of the body without giving an inch.

When the green mist entered, the black corpse qi on Chu Tian's body surged, and he seemed reluctant to leave Chu Tian's delicious flesh and blood, turning into a black qi spiral the size of fine hairs and drilling towards the depths of Chu Tian's flesh and blood.

Seeing that the black corpse qi was unwilling to leave, the green mist seemed to be challenged by its majesty, and the green mist suddenly became faster, quickly following the passage that the black corpse qi had drilled into, swallowing all the black corpse qi one by one.

For a short while, the black corpse qi that Chu Tian could not dispel was swallowed by the green mist, and there was not a trace of it in Chu Tian's body.

As if he was very satisfied with his performance, the green mist swirled around Chu Tian's body, spreading towards dozens of wounds of different sizes on Chu Tian's body.

Under the action of green light, the wound on the surface of Chutian's body healed quickly, and the scar fell off.

A wound that would have required ordinary people to not fully recover for a few months, with the help of the green mist, Chu Tian only took a few breaths to fully recover, and the wound was smooth and clean, like a newborn baby's face.

After the wound on Chu Tian's surface recovered, the green mist probed towards Chu Tian's body again, looking for the wound that had not yet been repaired.

At the beginning, everything in Chu Tian's body remained in a very normal state, Chu Tian's body did not resist in the slightest, and just as the green mist sang all the way to Chu Tian's heart, the heart that had been silent suddenly shook violently.

Feeling the vibration of his heart, Chu Tian stretched out his hand to his heart and just wanted to see the movement, a suction force came from his heart, and a small half of the green mist was sucked in, and the remaining green mist fled from Chu Tian's heart to Chu Tian's hand like a beast that met a natural enemy, and it seemed that he glanced at Chu Tian's heart, but he didn't see Chu Tian's heart beating wildly, and he disappeared with a whoosh.

Just as Chu Tian's injuries were fully healed, his body was full of strength, and his state had returned to his peak, rubbing his shoulders to see if his body was really all right, a gray mist that seemed noble and abnormal for a day appeared in front of him, and there was no other gray mist beside him, and the swamp under his feet could be seen a lot clearly for a while.

At the same time, the three of Feng Ling'er were fighting in front of Chu Tian, and the living corpses suddenly stopped their movements and fell into the swamp.

And Chu Tian's eyes were full of despair, and the Wild Fire Bull Monk who was numb and fighting with the living corpse suddenly found that the living corpse in front of him had no movement, and the living corpse in the sky lost the gray mist propulsion, and fell vertically and sank into the swamp.