Chapter 122: Death

"What?!" Xiao Yun was also shocked, how could this lock together enhance its combat effectiveness?

"'Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpse', with one blood corpse as the leader, and the other six as auxiliaries, the corpses are connected, with the blood corpse in the middle as the core, the energy contained in the seven corpses can be transferred anytime and anywhere, which is equivalent to the power of seven people can be dispersed, but it can also be gathered in one person......"

After hearing this, Xiao Yun gradually understood the meaning of "just the opposite".

"And the corpse in it turned out to be the owner of this tomb, and he actually regarded himself as the core of the 'Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpse', which is why I said that the owner of the tomb was ruthless. ”

"Hmm?!What do you mean?" The seven bloody corpses were still indifferent, making Xiao Yun start to think that Liao Jie was alarmist.

"As I said before, the disposal methods of the 'Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpses' are more cruel and bloody than the methods of the Blood Puppet Corpses, and these methods of treatment are all in the pre-mortal life, it is unimaginable that the owner of the underground palace tomb would suffer such a huge pain and use his own body to support the 'Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpses'. The tomb owner actually has to complete the final protection of his underground palace by himself, and he has to complete the 'extermination' order by himself......"

Listening to this, Xiao Yun immediately heard another meaning in Liao Jie's words: "Are you saying that there is an extraordinary 'thing' in this underground palace, which is so important that even the owner of the tomb does not hesitate to protect it at the cost of his own life?"

"That's right!" Liao Jie nodded slightly, leaning on the Ugin Hook Scythe, and continued, "And you see, these 'Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpses' are all standing in the air, and it is obvious that they have been freed from the shackles of space. ”

"Get rid of the shackles of space!" Xiao Yun's heart was once again stirred by Liao Jie's words, "Could it be that they are all powerhouses of the Spirit Venerable Realm?!"

"Yes, only the Lingzun realm can reach the realm of ** psychic, heaven and earth, these seven corpses step on the void, it is indeed the Lingzun realm. At this time, even Murong Qingcheng, who was protected by Xiao Yun because of his serious injury, stepped forward and said slightly, his face was already occupied by horror, "It seems that this is a mortal situation." ”

Death......

Xiao Yun didn't see the seven chained blood corpses standing in the air, he just didn't want to believe that the seven corpses in front of him were indeed the Spirit Venerable Realm. That's the Lingzun Realm, the first martial arts, the later martial arts, the Tong Mai, the Pulse Gate, the Imperial Yuan, the Yuan Soul, the Lingzun! After the Yuan Soul Realm is the Lingzun Realm, it is a top powerhouse that has never appeared in the entire Chixian Shenzhou!

"No matter what he does, he will die, and now this momentum, either he dies or we die. What should have been said has already been told to Xiao Yun, and Liao Jie didn't say more, and directly lifted the hook and sickle gun, the spear flashed, the pulse surged, and after a loud shout, he went straight to the lock corpse Qiyanluo.

The seven hanging corpses still did not open their eyes at this time, and their breath was smooth and restrained, at first glance, they looked like seven ordinary corpses, if they were not in the air, no one would associate them with the long-famous "Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpses".

Bite.

Xiao Yun, who was hesitating, turned her head to look, and saw that Murong Qingcheng was covered in golden light, and it seemed that she had also made up her mind to prepare to fight to the death.

"Xiao Yun, although Liao Gongzi deceived us, he did save me, and I have also heard of the name of the Seven Yamas of the Locked Corpse, if we still have a grudge in our hearts, I am afraid that even the last trace of hope for self-salvation will be gone. After speaking, Murong Qingcheng didn't care whether Xiao Yun listened to it or not, and directly followed behind Liao Jie's spear with his palms.

As Murong Qingcheng said, Xiao Yun hesitated and didn't make a move, and he did have a little mustard heart at work. He always felt that it was profitable for Liao Jie to trick them here, and since Liao Jie dared to come here, he would definitely have a means to save his life, so he refused to do it.

Unexpectedly, Murong Qingcheng was very simple, and he directly dragged her seriously injured body forward to help. Xiao Yun looked at Murong Qingcheng's figure rushing out, and could also see the obvious twitching of his two arms, as well as the petite body that was constantly trembling because of the pain.

"No matter!" Now that Qingcheng is on the list, he really has no reason to be left behind. Holding the iron box with both hands, he raised it above his head, and jumped up with an "ah" sound, seeing that the direction was to pick up the iron box and aim at the core blood corpse in the center, that is, the tomb owner in Liao Jie's mouth.

Xiao Yun made the last move, but because of that jump, he came to the front of Liao Jie and Murong Qingcheng in a breath. Without saying a word, he ran to the blood corpse, jumped violently, turned his body ninety degrees in the air, and fanned the bloody corpse with the iron box with the greatest strength.

Unexpectedly, the blood corpse that had not opened its eyes for a long time suddenly opened its eyes, and in an instant, two pillars of bloody qi shot out from the eyes of the blood corpse, and at the same time, the seven blood corpses opened their eyes together, and the entire tomb was filled with a bloody aura in an instant.

Bells.

The pillar of bloody qi was nailed to the Wanjun iron box one after another, and it actually made a sound of hitting the bell, and the two things that were very different in size and strength collided together, but it produced a result that no one expected.

"Poof. As soon as the air column came into contact with the iron box, Xiao Yun directly sprayed blood. The column of qi hit the iron box, and the blood force was channeled into his body through the iron box, and his internal organs were crushed in an instant. Judging from the blood he spurted, there were even faint remnants of internal organs.

At the same time, the iron box in Xiao Yun's hand fell off, but the two pillars of bloody qi did not dissipate, and directly nailed to the dying Xiao Yun, flying him out, hitting the tomb wall, and smashing out a human-shaped pit.

Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Yun was ruthlessly crushed, and after falling to the ground, he was buried by the falling green bricks on the wall, motionless. Looking at it like that, it is estimated that there is less luck.

At this moment, Liao Jie and Murong Qingcheng had just rushed in front of the bloody corpse.

The two of them looked back at Xiao Yun, and they both had a bad heart.

"The heart of Jiulan, the land of floating clouds. Heaven and earth weep, the mountains are closed!" Liao Jie cut his palm with his fingernails, and two drops of essence blood jumped out, and then his ten fingers moved together, and he chanted the magic formula, "Devouring the sun!"

The spear danced, and as he recited the spell, a terrifying power suddenly gathered towards him. Although he was only a triple cultivator of the Pulse Realm, this blow was enough to exert the power of the middle stage of the Pulse Gate Realm. It seems that Liao Jie has the courage to come, and he really has hole cards.

"Red Lotus Flame!" At the same time, Murong Qingcheng was no longer kept. Seeing that Xiao Yun, who had always been durable, was knocked unconscious by a casual blow from the blood corpse, she also sacrificed the ultimate nirvana that she had never used in front of people.

With both hands clasped together and hands pinched the magic technique, the trace of pulse power she touched also roared, mixed with the internal force of the dantian, making his attack more imposing.

The golden light shrouded her, and at this time, Murong Qingcheng's body slowly floated into the air, and a red red lotus slowly bloomed under her feet, and the flames on the red lotus soared. At this moment, fifteen-year-old Murong Qingcheng was like a pure lotus saintess, flawless but terrifying.

The methods used by Liao Jie and Murong Qingcheng were definitely beyond the scope of ordinary Xuan Rank, and the combination of the two made the entire tomb shake violently. If you listen carefully, it seems that there are still many boulders rolling down.

With this kind of power, even the powerhouses of the Pulse Gate Realm can only temporarily avoid the limelight.

However, even so, if the mortal situation can really be easily broken, can it still be called a mortal situation?