Wu San pulled Youlan Mu and fell down quickly, the two of them were ten meters high on the ground, the blood corpse was in a commotion as if it was crazy, Wu San lifted the last trace of spiritual power and pressed it into the void, and a thick round shield three meters wide condensed out of thin air, carrying Wu San and Youlan Mu downward. [Full text reading. 】

There was a muffled "bang", and the round shield pressed a pile of bloody corpses to the ground, and a large piece of scarlet flesh rolled and squeezed out from under the round shield, splashing a surging wave of blood on the edge of the round shield.

At the moment of landing, Wu San was directly stunned due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, and Youlan Mu was also shocked and coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he still retained a little consciousness, but his head was dizzy from being shocked, and a phantom appeared in front of him.

In the blur, Youlan Mu seemed to see several bloody corpses rushing over, and the phantoms swayed left and right, overlapping each other, and he couldn't see how many there were.

Youlan Mu wanted to stand up, but found that his legs didn't listen, and at this time, the blood corpse had rushed to his eyes, and Youlan Mu looked at Wu San, who had fainted beside him, and his eyes became more and more determined.

Youlan Mu raised his head indifferently, and without hesitation, he waved his right arm against the earth shield and swept over, eighteen rounds of spiritual power fluctuations flowed rapidly in his arms, as if that arm was not his, he didn't care about blood poison, he didn't care about life and death, he only had the belief of protecting his companions.

In a "click" sound, the calves of the three bloody corpses were swept off by Qi Gen, and they fell in front of Youlan Mu with a howl, Youlan Mu raised his right fist with a cold face and smashed it down, and the skull as hard as stone exploded like a watermelon in Youlan Mu's roar, and a large blood stain splashed his fists.

More blood corpses poured up, and in the situation of the siege of the group of corpses, Youlan Mu became more calm, without a long weapon, he directly grabbed a headshot corpse and threw it back, knocking down several bloody corpses that wanted to attack Wu San.

Several bloody palms were grabbed from the front, Youlan Mu's left arm was wrapped and sandwiched into the armpit, and at the same time, the right forearm smashed down like an iron rod, and the arms of several bloody corpses were crushed together.

The original strength of the blood corpses was below the tenth layer of qi refining, and some of them were not even at the eighth level of qi refining, only because they had blood poison on their bodies and could not be touched, so they became difficult to deal with.

And Youlan Mu held the heart of death, not afraid of the blood corpse blood poison, fighting with flesh and blood, plus there were constantly huge stones falling off the rock wall, smashing into the blood corpse group, causing a blood corpse riot, for a time Youlan Mu barely resisted the attack of the group of corpses with the strength of one person.

Suddenly, a bloody corpse in front of Youlan Mu was suddenly lifted up, and the general's blood corpse grabbed the small soldier and tore it in half, and all the blood corpses next to the general's bloody corpse retreated, leaving a straight passage to the direction of Youlan Mu for the general's blood corpse.

The general's blood corpse suffered a dark loss here in Youlan Mu, the pain of breaking his nose is still fresh in his memory, and when he saw the enemy, he immediately roared and rushed over, covered in blood, and attacked with claws, like the fierce flames of Hell Shura, and a faint red tail light was pulled up between the blood-colored claws, and the power should not be underestimated.

Youlan Mu knew that the general's bloody corpse would jump out sooner or later, and he had long been on guard, and when he saw the general's bloody corpse attacking, he immediately clenched his fist and ran the double lion fist to meet it, the red light on the fist surface was shining, and the faint red light revealed the power of the lion.

"Boom!" The fists and claws intersected, and the touch was inseparable, and two red rays of different colors collided with each other, crushing the most primitive and violent spiritual power, and the chaotic spiritual power fluctuated like a sharp blade in the wind, cutting and blowing through the earth shield that sat down, deep into the bluestone surface, and far to the periphery of the corpses.

The bandage covering the dark blue pattern on Youlan Mu's right fist was also shattered, but there were dark red blood stains to cover it, and who could see through his identity as Youlan clan.

Even if he saw through it, he was already in danger after being poisoned by blood, and who could take him to the sin monument in the Middle Earth Continent thousands of miles away to sacrifice him before he died.

Suddenly, Youlan Mu had an illusion, the dark blue dark lines stained with blood seemed to beat, and this beating seemed to knock on his heart, indescribable but as if it was responding to something.

At the critical juncture, Youlan Mu swept away the distracting thoughts in his mind, used his spiritual power with all his might, and pressed the general's bloody corpse.

For a while, the shock wave caused by the collision of spiritual power forced the group of corpses to be unable to get close, and Youlan Mu blocked in front of Wu San with his body, bearing the all-out attack of the general's bloody corpse.

The general's bloody corpse roared, grabbed a trembling soldier's bloody corpse behind him, bit his neck open, and sucked the blood in the soldier's bloody corpse clean.

The general's blood corpse threw away the shriveled body in his hand, raised his head and roared, the blood light on his body skyrocketed by a few inches in vain, Youlan Mu suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and the right fist that he swung out was faintly pressed back.

Youlan Mu's face was distorted, and it was extremely uncomfortable to be pressed by the general's blood corpse, coupled with the strange erosion effect of the blood poison, Youlan Mu's state declined sharply, and he would be knocked down by the general's blood corpse at any time.

Just when Youlan Mu was about to lose his bearing, a roar as thick as a mountain came from high in the sky, "Fat Master is here!" ”

Youlan Mu looked up, only to see the fat man in the sky wearing heavy gold armor, stepping on the whirlwind, like the Dharma Protector King Kong falling from the sky, the purple gold nine-ring tin staff in his hand dancing like the wind, like a mountain splitting axe to knock the head of the general's bloody corpse.

The general's blood corpse roared on his back, a layer of blood light blocked his forehead, and the purple gold nine-ring tin staff smashed on that layer of blood light like a dragonfly on the mirror lake, and a faint air fluctuation slowly dispersed, and the general's blood corpse just paused to withstand the fat man's sneak attack.

The fat man raised his eyebrows horizontally, waved his arms and roared, the sound was like a bronze bell, and he raised the nine-ring tin rod again in the air and smashed it down, and the nine copper rings collided with each other to make a sharp sound like a gold and stone strike, and suddenly the Buddha light on the nine-ring tin staff shone brightly, like the golden glow of the sunset, illuminating the entire square.

When Youlan Mu was illuminated by this golden light, he suddenly felt clear in his heart, and even the pain caused by the blood poison on his arm was reduced a lot.

The blood light on the forehead of the general's bloody corpse was illuminated by the golden light, dissolving like early spring and winter snow, and the nine-ring tin staff smashed through the thin blood light and hit the general's bloody corpse.

Under the brute force of the fat man, the general's bloody corpse was finally smashed out and flew away, falling into the pile of rubble in the distance for a long time.

Then the fat man landed steadily in front of Youlan Mu, and the nine-ring tin staff slammed to the ground, and the golden Buddha light flashed as if he was exhausted, and he was restrained into the nine-ring tin staff.

The group of corpses stepped back in fear, making an anxious hoarse sound, but under the deterrence of the Buddha's light just now, and the tragic situation of the general's bloody corpse, the bloody corpses were a little afraid to step forward.

"Boy, can you still move?" The fat man asked steadily.

The fat man turned his back to Youlan Mu, supported his cane with one arm, and maintained a powerful posture, but Youlan Mu, who was behind the fat man, found that the fat man was in a cold sweat behind his neck, and the muscles were still beating faintly, which could make the muscles behind his neck beat, only when he was frightened to the extreme.

Youlan Mu immediately realized that the fat man didn't seem to be in a good state either.

"Smack!" Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and the nine-ring tin staff held by the fat man in his hand shattered into several sections, and as soon as the purple gold nine-ring tin staff was destroyed, the bloody corpse began to move again.

The fat man turned his head and said with a sad face, "This thing is expensive, you can buy half of the low-level spiritual vein, but the energy in it is only enough once, and it will disintegrate after using up, if you can't move, we will really die here." ”

Youlan Mu suddenly felt a little bleak, shook his fists, which were no longer obedient, and asked, "Fatty, what's your name?" Fighting side by side, I don't want to know your name. ”

"Ask the fat man what his name is, do you want to set up a merit monument for me? If that's the case, you don't need it, you can convert the merit tablet into a spirit stone and give it to me. The fat man said with a shy face.

Youlan Mu had the urge to punch the past, when was it, this dead fat man was still so out of tune, and couldn't help scolding, "Don't stink, beautiful dead fat man, no one will see you here." ”

The fat man was furious and was about to come over to make a move, but Youlan Mu pointed back and shouted, "Watch the back!" ”

The fat man's expression tightened, and he immediately knocked a gilded shield backwards from the source of the storage bag, with a muffled "bang", and the bloody corpse was knocked to the ground, and his face was slightly distorted.

Youlanmu found that the fat man's private goods were a lot, first inlaid with jade treasure armor, then purple gold nine-ring tin staff, and now it is a gilded shield, not to mention their effectiveness, just by looking at the appearance, you know that it is not cheap, at least Youlanmu can't afford it.

Soon Youlan Mu didn't have time to think about this, more and more blood corpses rushed towards him, and his arms gradually lost sensation, becoming less flexible, and even began to sink so much that he couldn't lift it up.

Knocking down a bloody corpse, Youlan Mu pointed at Wu San and yelled at the fat man, "Hurry up and rush out with him on your back!" ”

The fat man replaced the big shield on the second side that was corroded out of the big hole, pushed down a bloody corpse hard, and replied, "Rush a fart, so many bloody corpses, the fat man has no wings, how can he rush out." ”

As he spoke, the big shield in the fat man's hand was suddenly grabbed by a bloody hand, and the fat man pulled it back hard, but he didn't pull it, looked up, and exclaimed, "How can you still stand up!" ”

I saw that the fat man's shield was holding a bloody corpse without armor, although the flesh and blood on this bloody corpse were incomplete, and there was a faint disgusting smell of burning, but the fat man still recognized the identity of this bloody corpse at a glance, it was the blood corpse of the general who was seriously injured by the nine-ring tin staff.

Youlan Mu was also shocked to see the general's bloody corpse reappearing, although the general's bloody corpse did not feel as powerful as it used to be at the moment, but it didn't look like he was seriously injured, but just now he clearly saw that the general's bloody corpse was pierced by the golden light of the head wounded by the nine-ring tin staff.

The general's bloody corpse roared angrily, broke the heavy shield, raised his foot and kicked it the fat man's breastplate, and the heart goggles that withstood the burning fire were kicked and shattered by the general's bloody corpse, and the fat man fell heavily to Youlan Mu's side, and walked with Wu San, his face was pale, as if he couldn't breathe.

The general's bloody corpse walked towards Youlan Mu step by step, stepped on the earth shield, and left blood-colored footprints on it.

Youlan Mu wanted to raise his arms hard, but the blood poison had already penetrated deep into the flesh and blood, destroying the nerves, and his arms stopped in the air as if they were rusty, and he was sweating profusely on his forehead.

The general's bloody corpse stood in front of Youlan Mu and looked at him condescendingly.

Youlan Mu saw the hatred deep into the bone marrow from the blue eyes of the general's bloody corpse, and that look seemed to say that there was a living soul under this bloody corpse**, a soul with complete consciousness, not a puppet who only knew how to kill.

Youlan Mu turned his head to look at the other blood corpses, and suddenly he realized that these blood corpses were not as simple as they seemed.

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