Bei Hou really couldn't understand why the unique death aura of the corpse clan couldn't hide the sight of this human genius, and he was very angry, very angry when he saw his subordinates die one by one.

When the last subordinate fell, he couldn't hold back any longer, and the manic corpse heart made him rush out of the range of the dead qi desperately, and roared angrily around: "Despicable human race, do you dare to come out and fight with me." ”

"Why don't you dare?" Qin Mo's figure flashed out.

Bei Hou was a little surprised, he didn't expect Qin Mo to really appear, he wondered, "Are you really willing to fight me like this?"

"Of course. Qin Mo affirmed.

"Okay, take my punch. Bei Hou was ecstatic, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Qin Mo.

However, his punch missed again, because Qin Mo disappeared again.

"Despicable, you despicable Terran, didn't you promise me to fight me?" Bei Hou roared.

"Are you stupid?" Qin Mo's voice appeared, accompanied by a white sword light, and it was the Overlord Divine Knife again.

The domineering sword qi slashed towards Bei Hou like a bamboo, the speed was extremely fast, Bei Hou felt creepy, but he had already been wary of Qin Mo's terrible knife.

His figure flashed and let go of the blade, but he didn't expect that just the faint knife aura that came from it made his body seem to have been slashed by tens of millions of knives, and countless small wounds appeared, especially the domineering knife intent, which only invaded his body in an instant, making his face extremely ugly.

"What the hell is this? Bei Hou was shocked in his heart, and at this time he finally understood why his companion was slashed to death.

In addition to being shocked, Bei Hou was also a little happy, the greater the origin of this sword technique, the greater the origin of this human genius in front of him, killing a human genius will be rewarded in the clan, and most importantly, if he gets this sword technique, he will definitely be able to go further, even surpassing Lord Qianxing.

Against the erosion of the sword intent, he forcibly rushed towards Qin Mo, and raised his hand to punch him.

The body of the corpse race is far stronger than the human race, and the strength is even more so, this punch is blasted out, with a faint dead air, once it invades the body of the human race, the vitality of the human race will quickly wither.

Qin Mo was not surprised that Bei Hou was able to dodge this knife, because he didn't do his best at all, so when the fist was about to fall on him, his whole body shrank into his robe.

Just like when he slashed Li Tian, Li Tian also shrank in, so although the knife intent invaded Li Tian's body, Li Tian was not injured.

"Stupid. Seeing that Qin Mo didn't dodge, Bei Hou was immediately overjoyed, and almost punched with all his might.

The "boom" punch smashed into Qin Mo's chest, and it also smashed on the robe, and the terrifying force made him fly out directly.

He did a few somersaults in the air before he landed, and took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.

"The Terran physique is inherently weak, how can it be compared with my corpse clan, if my guess is right, your sword skills are at least the Terran combat skills above the sixth order, but unfortunately your strength is not enough to give full play to the full sword skills, and the consumption is even greater, and you can't split the third knife at all." Bei Hou looked at Qin Mo sarcastically, stretched out his cyan tongue, licked his lips, and said, "Terran, now I want to suck your blood dry and eat your heart raw." ”

"I'm also interested in your nucleus. Qin Mo smiled.

At this moment, he suddenly raised the knife, and then felt the knife intent in his mind, and the ordinary Pu knife on his body began to tremble, obviously unable to withstand such a domineering and thick knife aura.

"You...... How is it possible, you are obviously just opening the realm, how can you still slash the third sword. The smile on Bei Hou's face froze, and he looked at Qin Mo with an incredulous expression.

But soon, he felt the horror of this knife, and when Qin Mo raised the knife, he felt that his qi was completely locked, and the knife qi in his body also became restless.

"You, the knife you just made was just to instill knife intent in my body. Bei Hou finally understood.

"I understand now, it's too late. Qin Mo sneered, he had already felt the knife intent in Bei Hou's body, which resonated with the Pu knife in his hand.

Although this knife is not Qin Mo's strongest sword, it is a sword that must be hit, because Bei Hou has the sword intent of the Overlord Divine Sword in his body.

"No...... Damn the Terrans, damn Qianxing, why is there such a Terran genius here......" Bei Hou roared unwillingly.

He turned around and ran, because he didn't want to die, he wanted to escape from here, but at this moment, the knife in Qin Mo's hand was raised and slowly fell.

This knife gave birth to a knife shadow hundreds of zhang large, and this knife seemed to fall from the sky, which could split the Xuanhuang.

"Hiss" hand raised the knife and fell, but Bei Hou was still running, but as he ran, he found that his body was actually separated, and then there was a sharp pain.

Bei Hou knew that he was going to die, and then, he died......

Qin Mo's face was a little pale, and he slashed out three times in a row, and all the vitality in his body was drained, but he didn't have time to sit down and recuperate, so he walked to Bei Hou's corpse.

At his skull, Qin Mo took out a black crystal nucleus, which was a corpse nucleus, and all the essence of the corpse clan was contained in it.

On the contrary, what is contained in this corpse core is vitality, which is also the only thing that the corpse clan has vitality, and it is the essence of a corpse clan's lifelong cultivation.

After he took out the corpse core, Bei Hou's corpse instantly turned into powder.

Qin Mo didn't hesitate to crush the corpse core, then sat up cross-legged, and began to absorb the essence inside.

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to withstand such a strong vitality, but Qin Mo's physique was different, it was like a bottomless pit, and the seventy-two acupuncture points he opened slowly began to expand.

If it is said that Qin Mo's acupoints were like stars in the past, then now Qin Mo's acupoints are constantly expanding, a bit like a little sun.

With the help of the corpse core essence, Qin Mo's strength was once again restored to its peak, and he successfully opened the seventy-third acupoint.

He stood up and took out the corpse cores of the other corpse clans, but he didn't plan to absorb them again, but picked up the Pu knife, put away the Qianmo bow, and galloped away in the direction where the Frost Leaf tribe was.

At the same time, in the Frostleaf Tribe.

At this moment, Qin Lin and the others have been besieged by tens of thousands of corpse clans, and the powerhouses of the Frost Leaf tribe are almost completely dead and wounded, and there are corpses all over the ground.

Without the timely assistance of the Hammerstone Tribe, the Frostleaf Tribe would have been wiped out.

Despite this, the situation at this time is also very unfavorable to the Terran side, there are not many warriors in the Frost Leaf Tribe who can still fight, and the Hammerstone Tribe has five thousand living forces, and at this time there are less than three thousand people left, and nearly two thousand people have died in battle.

There were corpses everywhere, every warrior was stained red with blood, they didn't know how many knives they had chopped, they didn't know how many arrows they had shot, the hands that held the knives and bows were already trembling, but no one retreated.

Because, behind them, are the 90,000 old and weak women and children of the Frost Leaf Tribe, and taking a step back is to put them under the butcher's knife of the alien race.

Behind them, the old and weak women and children had already taken up arms, and when the strong were all killed, they would wave the weapons in their hands and rush towards the aliens.

"The Terran is strong, the momentum is high......" I don't know when, someone suddenly sang a song on the battlefield, this is the war song of the Terran race.

"The human race is strong, the momentum is high...... countless people sang after him, regardless of men, women and children.

For a while, Ben's low morale rose again at this moment, Qin Lin sang again, the patriarch of the Frost Leaf Tribe, the Frost Soul was singing.

"Rather cultivate the soil, don't be a blood food...... the warriors of Hammer Stone are singing, the warriors of Frost Leaf are also singing, and even Qingwei, who has always been unsmiling, is also singing.

The song of "Rather cultivate soil, do not make blood food......" resounded throughout the battlefield, causing a commotion among tens of thousands of corpse clans, and they were more familiar with the war song of the Terran than the Terrans.

The battle of opening the sky, the human race is singing this song and fighting, the battle of mending the sky, the human race is also singing this song and fighting, the battle of burning the sky, the Holy Emperor Suiren clan is on fire, burning up the alliance of the hundred clans, and it is also singing this song.

And now, the war song of the Terran resounded in the sky of the Frost Leaf Tribe, and resounded in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of Terrans.

"I am your shield, protecting you for eternity. "At the end of the song, all the warriors take a step forward at the same time, this is the climax of the Terran war song, not singing, but roaring from the bottom of their hearts, they will never take a step back.

"I am your sword, and I will bring you to drink the blood of foreign races. "This is the oath that the Pangu Holy Emperor roared out at the last moment of the Battle of the Open Heavens.

It is also the oath of the strong of the hundreds of millions of people to the weak.

"Blood is not shed, and death is not a truce. Qin Lin roared angrily into the sky, he held the giant hammer in his hand, and rushed towards tens of thousands of alien races.

"Blood is not shed, and death is not a truce. The frost soul held the spear in his hand and slashed at the alien race, and for a moment there was only one voice on the entire battlefield, drowning out the exchange of swords.

Behind them, there were the remaining thousands of warriors, like a sharp sword, slaughtering into the encirclement of the corpse clan.

Behind the warriors were 90,000 old and weak women and children, who were red-eyed, but did not shed tears, and the human race shed blood without tears.

When Qin Mo came to the battlefield, what he heard was the fluttering war song, the firmness of swearing to defend to the death, and the determination to never dry up the blood and never stop fighting.

He clenched the knife in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he entered the battle circle of the alien race.

"Terran war song, I haven't heard it for many years, but unfortunately, in the face of strength, what's the use of singing even if you cut your throat?" In the army of the corpse clan, there was a young man who was wearing black armor and a gloomy face, pointing to the battlefield.

"It's time to finish. As he spoke, the young man pulled out the long sword in the scabbard, and his gaze fell on Qin Lin.

He is Qianxing, the commander of the corpse clan, which is equivalent to the strength of the Terran empowerment triple realm, and this battle should have ended a long time ago.

However, he didn't expect that there would be human races to help, and there was also a strong person who had been empowered in the dual realm, and when these weak human races sang that ancient war song, he knew that he had to take action.

However, as soon as his gaze fell on Qin Lin, he immediately moved away, because behind the corpse clan army, there was a shout of killing.

A young man in black was wielding the Pu knife in his hand, cutting off the head of the rolling corpse clan, and killing Qianxing......