"Who's coming?" Qing Yu asked with an indifferent face.

Now is an extraordinary time, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

She has to be very careful.

"Grass people Li Tu, knock on the general, the grass people are ordered by the King of Anger to come and get the treasure medicine 'Heavenly Blood Spiritual Liquid'." The blood-robed man knelt on one knee, respectful and sincere.

"The King of Fury?" Qing Yu's words were first full of disbelief and wariness of this strange boy, and then a glimmer of hope slowly rose.

"Is there a token to bear witness?" Qing Yu asked.

Li Tu took out a jade pendant from his arms, which was carved with the word 'anger', which was daunting.

"This is a personal jade pendant given by the King of Anger."

Qing Yu nodded excitedly, a pair of beautiful eyes were suddenly full of hope, and her usually cold face became coquettish and hot because of excitement.

"Hurry up, where is the King of Fury now? What did she send you for? Qing Yu stretched out his jade hand and helped Li Tu up.

"General, the matter is urgent, now is not the time for small talk, let's talk in detail while hurrying, I have a way to take you to find the King of Nu." Li Tu said anxiously.

Qing Yu couldn't help but say, and immediately ordered, "Go!" ”

……

Everyone walked all the way, and under the protection of the Taoist spirit, they passed through the bloody dark road unconsciously.

Looking at the walls and the bloodstains on the young man's body, Qing Yu's heart was slightly heavy.

Only then did she realize how difficult it was for the teenager to persist all the way, it must be hardships and bloodshed.

……

Iron tools were inserted into the rocks, and Li Tu crawled step by step in the deep hole.

Li Tu was the first to jump up.

At first glance, he saw Mo Ao waiting on the side, his face pale.

Suddenly, a cold air climbed up his spine, and in this unusually hot weather, Li Tu looked at Mo Ao, his back was cold, his scalp was numb, his bones were terrified, and his heart was pounding, and his whole body was about to explode.

Mo Ao shrugged, his pale face was like a ghost, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Hey, hey, this group of brainless iron corpses will only find people on the ground to slaughter...... Luckily, I was wandering around the city and noticed something was wrong. Now it looks like I've caught a big fish! What luck! ”

"I am a faceless handsome disciple of the closed door, and I should suppress all enemies for my master!"

"You go to die!" Li Tu bent down like a full bow, and leaped violently, and the death knife burst out with chains.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Mo Ao's eyebrows cracked the third eye, and the blood red inside was like an abyss, which could not be looked at directly, and was full of weirdness.

"Divine Soul Technique, Imprisoned Soul Demon Heavenly Skill!"

The bloody light of the Demon Eye shone through, and Li Tu only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, his body was numb, he couldn't move, and even his mind was a little unclear.

Li Tu almost knelt on the ground, he looked at Mo Ao as if he saw a god far away in the Nine Heavens, emitting golden light, not to look directly, Li Tu said stupidly, "Meet Master Mo Ao!" Meet Master Mo Ao! ”

The Purple Fire Dao elder shouted: "Good man, dangerous, extremely dangerous, your enemy actually specializes in cultivating divine souls, and has cultivated a realm that cannot be underestimated!" With your realm, you can't resist it at all! ”

It's too late.

In fact, without being reminded by the Dao Chief, Li Tu had already felt that his body was uncontrollably raising the death knife, and the sharp knife head was facing his head, moving little by little. The next moment, Li Tu's eyes and head were about to be pierced by himself!

Jingling!

A jade sword struck and flew the death knife!

"Let's go! I'm here to stop him! Qing Yu held a jade sword, horizontal on his chest, frosty and arrogant, like a fairy in the world.

Mo Ao's eyes were fiery, and he was carried away by desire, "Hey, hey, the remnants of the Flying Lady are defeated, the posture is really good, Uncle Ben is playing tricks with you!" Uncle Ben wants to refine you into female slaves, so that you can serve Uncle Ben for eternity and eternity in humiliation! ”

The soldiers were divided into two ways, and the numb Li Tu left this place of right and wrong under the escort of more than a dozen women.

Subsequently, the corpse group around Mo Ao was also killed, it was a powerful hair stiff, the body surface was covered with hair, the movement was agile, the vertical jump was like flying, and all fire did not invade, comparable to the fifth realm of human cultivation, the soul realm powerhouse.

It's not just these powerful hairy zombies that are chasing, but also the iron, gold, and silver corpses that wander the city...... For Li Tu and these people, it can really be said that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Relying only on a dozen women to deal with these huge corpses, they are really invincible with two fists and four hands.

Li Tu was confused, barely pointing the way, he felt that half of his body couldn't move, as if he had been struck by thunder, he was now like a patient with a seizure. That divine soul attack is so evil and mysterious.

The Purple Fire Dao Chief muttered to himself on the side, "Faceless Yin Shuai has accepted a good apprentice, that kid has a once-in-a-millennium top-grade divine soul talent, although his cultivation realm is not high, but the power of the divine soul is strong, attacking cultivators with divine souls is very weird and difficult, that human female general and female gentlemen, I am afraid that they will be unlucky, and the worst result is to be captured alive...... Gee. ”

……

……

Bloody battle!

These women are not afraid of death, they are righteous and awe-inspiring, and they will not let them shave their eyebrows, and they will even blow up their cultivation to stop zombies.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the Xunmeng Tower, he saw that the dilapidated building was entangled in green spider silk, and from a distance, it looked like a huge green cocoon, and on that cocoon, there were dense iron corpses, they were frantically gnawing on spider silk.

Inside the green cocoon, it was Ye Yuzhen, who was seriously injured, and Bai Sakura, who was pale from overexertion.

Knock, knock!

Bloodthirsty step by step!

At this point, every step is tough!

The last woman, her beautiful face like jade is like a blood-stained lotus, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons. Her face gradually disappeared into the wind, it was a hand that could no longer be clenched, a temperature that could no longer be felt, it was a cold death.

At this point, the flying lady who escorted Li Tu was completely annihilated.

And Li Tu, who couldn't move half of his body, was like a stupid demented child, sitting alone in a ruin

His heart is like ashes, and his heart is like stone.

Hatred, scarlet blood, sweet smiles, one image after another flashed in his mind, and one emotion after another exploded in his heart.

……

A green spider silk stuck to him.

Li Tu was sucked into the green cocoon.

"It's the Heavenly Blood Spiritual Liquid, and I did it." Li Tu said stunned.

Ye Yuzhen's expression was stunned, and then he handed the jade bottle to Bai Xiaoying beside him.

Then, she turned around and let out a psychedelic mist that enveloped her and Sakura, making it impossible for anyone outside the fog to see inside.

In the blur, her clothes were half-undone, revealing her snow-white pink back.

Bai Xiaoying's eyes were solemn, and she saw that on the back of King Nu's jade that was like congealed fat, a black wound pierced it, like broken white jade porcelain.

Sakura slowly dripped the liquid from the bottle onto the poisonous wound.

This is the imperial elixir in the palace, which is priceless and can cure all poisons in the world.

Little by little, the hideous wound slowly recovered.

……

Outside the mist, the defense of the green cocoon was finally completely torn to pieces by the iron corpse outside.

Countless iron corpses screamed and attacked Li Tu.

The claws of a golden corpse were about to touch Li Tu's hair.

Rub!

The golden corpse was like an ice sculpture, unable to move.

All the iron corpses seemed to be stilled, and they were suppressed by a powerful aura.

In this city, the domineering, invincible king's spirit soars straight into the nine skies, which is the power of the angry king.

In the barracks outside the city gates.

An Chongshan was shocked by the surging royal spirit, and then, he showed the strong unwillingness of the loser.

Damn, I was going to have done it sooner, maybe......

An Chongshan's face was dark, he carried his weapon, mounted his mount, and took hundreds of generals with him.

"The army is besieging the city!"

"The army is besieging the city!"

"The army is besieging the city!"

"The military order is like a mountain!"

500,000 iron horsemen, mighty, thunder like a line.

……

"Let's go and save the female general in green clothes first." Li Tu said anxiously.

"I understand, I'll leave the rest to me."

The King of Anger exuded divine light all over his body, dressed in white and dazzling, carrying a snow-white straight long knife, moving forward with an aura like a dragon.

……

Rat House.

The body of a woman was smashed.

Mo Ao's face flushed with a strange flush, but he stepped on the snow-white back of a woman, and looked viciously at the woman in Tsing Yi who was holding a jade sword on the wall and struggling to hold on.

Her green clothes were shattered.

One of Qing Yu's arms was twisted into a twisted shape, which was terrifying, and her thighs were seriously injured, bloodstained, as if they had been scratched by the claws of the iron corpse. Presumably, her snow-white body, which was like condensed white jade, must have been fresh wounds, like a piece of snow-white cracked porcelain that was broken into shape, fragile and pitiful.

"Kneel, kneel for me, stab yourself to death!" Mo Ao shouted frantically, like madness, and the divine soul attack was like a tide.

Qing Yu felt powerless again.

She only had that arm left, holding the jade sword uncontrollably, stabbing herself fiercely, this is the weirdness of the divine soul attack, which makes people uncontrollable, defenseless, and full of a strong sense of powerlessness.

Qing Yu's eyes were cold, her expression was as cold as jade, she was very decisive and broke her other arm into a twisted shape, and abandoned her martial arts.

"Damn stinky woman, the bones are so hard, die in my hands, this is your pride!" Mo Ao's face was arrogant and proud, and as he spoke, he pulled out the gorgeous sword with countless jewels on his waist.

Because he majored in divine soul and was not very accustomed to swordsmanship, he looked a little clumsy when he lifted his sword.

However, it is easy to stab to death a female general in Tsing Yi who cannot move.

The blade of the sword has reached her throat!

Mo Ao loves to torment people, especially women, and he likes to see the desperation and begging of these beautiful things when they finally struggle, like a wounded and helpless kitten.

But this badly injured woman is different, very different!

Even if the blade of the sword was against her snow-white neck, her eyes were still calm, like a lake of water, undisturbed.

It seems to be in the ...... Ignoring him!!

Anger, indescribable flames of anger rushed to the heart!

You, how dare you ignore me?!!

You're going to die!!

"Ahhh Die! "Mo Ao, who had a very dark experience in his childhood, was bullied by many people and ignored by many people, once he gained power, he became so extreme, terrifying, tortured and bloody.

Rub!

The sword is like a dragon! From afar!

The furious sword qi tore the gorgeous and impractical sword to pieces, and the billowing sword qi wrapped the thousands of sword fragments of the master, stabbing fiercely at the defenseless Mo Ao.

Rumble!

Mo Ao's figure retreated violently, his face was shocked, and he turned the color of pig liver.

Who is it?!

Such a violent sword aura!

It reminded him of something that must never happen.

Mo Ao turned his head a little stiffly, and saw that in front of the gate of the dilapidated mansion, there was a woman in white, she was holding a folding knife, green silk was floating wantonly, thin lips, and her eyebrows were like distant mountains in the rain.

In this black and heavy wolf smoke, she is as beautiful as a picture.