"Brother Mu, can you hold on for a while, I'll destroy the corpses of those seven zombies, maybe this array can be broken, and maybe we can have a glimmer of life at that time."

Zhao Jin didn't have any good way at this time, he wanted to take down the flying knife, because in his guess, that array of eyes might be the knife.

It's just that it's not easy to destroy the knife, and he doesn't actually want to destroy the knife in his heart.

"Good!"

Mu Qianshan responded and continued to pounce on the flying stiffness in front of him.

"Li Ping, resist it!"

"No!"

After Zhao Jin's soul Li Ping got the order, he cooperated with Mu Qianshan and the other three to rush forward and besiege the flying zombies.

Zhao Jin quickly came to the nearest zombie, took out a small jade bottle from his arms, didn't care about the distress, and directly dropped a drop on the zombie's corpse, "whew", only to see a fire ignited, and the whole corpse burned violently.

"Flame Spirit, good thing!"

Mu Qianshan's afterglow caught a glimpse of Zhao Jin's movements, and he couldn't help but cry out.

The flying zombie saw that the corpse that formed the formation was actually burning, and immediately became manic, and the attack became more and more fierce and strong, and the remaining two ghosts of the three ghosts in Xiangxi were bitter, and they couldn't support it, and this flying zombie was not a fool, and he picked soft persimmons and pinched them.

"I remember! This is the Seven Corpses Condensation Array! ”

Suddenly, Luo Xiaopang on the side shouted, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Why are you screaming so loudly? Fatty, let's talk about the way to break the formation. ”

Lin Tian on the side poked Luo Xiaopang and asked anxiously, although the rest of the people were fighting, their ears were pricked up, expecting Luo Xiaopang to be able to say how to break the formation.

"Brother Tian, I... I haven't thought of the way to break the formation. ”

"Well, can you read a good book!"

"I'll read that book when I go back! I promise! ”

"Fatty, it's no longer a question of whether we can guarantee it, it's a question of whether we can go back!"

Lin Tian glanced at the battle on the field, the situation was already very unoptimistic.

Zhao Jin had already destroyed three corpses at this time, and the evil aura on these three corpses had become very weak, and everyone was determined that this method of breaking the formation was effective.

"Be careful, lord!"

"Little brother, beware!"

Suddenly, Li Ping and Master Mingzhen exclaimed, and Zhao Jin, who was squatting, immediately felt a crisis in his heart. Before he had time to look back, his empty right hand grabbed the spear behind his back with one hand, and set up the spear with the force of twisting.

"Boom!"

How could Zhao Jin's hasty defense be able to withstand the full force of this stiff blow, and he was immediately blasted out, dragging a groove on the ground.

Fei Zhuang would not let go of this opportunity, took advantage of the situation to chase, and continued to attack Zhao Jin, and in a few breaths, more than ten knives were swung, and Zhao Jin was almost unable to resist, and soon he was injured and bleeding out.

"Lord!"

Li Pingzheng in the distance hurriedly rushed over, extremely anxious.

"Die, human!"

Fei Stiff laughed, the saber in his hand turned into a black and purple leopard and rushed straight at Zhao Jin, Zhao Jin was instantly shocked, he couldn't stop this blow, and the life and death crisis came!

"Nope! Lord! ”

"Little brother!"

"Boom!"

In the exclamation of everyone, the big knife was waved down violently, hitting Zhao Jin, and the soul Li Ping in the distance also disappeared.

Zhao Jin is cold!

Zhao Jin is cold?

Zhao Jin is really cold!!!!?????

"Heh, my thousand-year-old kung fu, what are you going to do?"

The flying stiff laughed and turned his head to look at Mu Qianshan and the others.

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On the other side of the ocean, there is another continent, on which sits an equally ancient country, which has a very long history, and was once glorious and was known as the "Sun Never Sets" Empire.

Although time has passed, and this country has lost its former glory, no one dares to underestimate this country, especially in the unknown world of spirit masters, its status is still majestic.

In British City, the capital of this "weak" country, in a private house on Baker Street, an unremarkable street, several men in hooded black robes who could not see each other took advantage of the darkness of the night to enter one after another and sit down at the round table in the room.

Time passed, and the round table of the six people was finally full.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

The man sitting in the innermost part suddenly lifted the hood from his head, revealing a very young and immature face.

This person has silver-white hair, a handsome face with a natural slight weak paleness, a pair of squinting eyes that look very kind, and two eyes of different colors, one is golden yellow, the other is blood red.

There are two completely different temperaments between the gestures, one is the aristocratic temperament that is high up and does not eat the fireworks of the world, and the other is the gentle temperament that is enthusiastic and proactive and makes people feel cordial.

It's hard to believe that such a pair of very different temperaments can appear in the same person.

The silver-haired young man's warm voice seemed to have turned on some kind of switch, and the other five people also took off the hoods on their heads one after another, so that each other at the round table could see each other's appearances clearly.

"There are only two main themes for this meeting, one is to celebrate the official establishment of our association, and the other is to agree on the direction of our future development."

The silver-haired young man seemed to be the organizer of their association, or rather the host.

"Boss, we big guys are finally together, this should be the first time we've met all members in a few years, right?"

The six people present were all young people, and the person who spoke was a little white fat man wearing a white turban and a black headband, the so-called "a piece of cloth on his head, I am the richest in the world", this person does have a sense of déjà vu of the stupid son of the landlord's family.

"Well, yes, this is our first official meeting, mainly because you and Morey are too far away from us, and we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future!"

The silver-haired young man smiled lightly, and his squinting eyes became a slit again.

"In that case, let's introduce each other, I, Morey Austin, am from the Soul Master Academy."

The speaker was a young man with short blond hair, with a strong build, and he looked very haughty, like an unruly eagle.

"My name is Bahawk Wolf, and my archery and sword skills are not bad, and I also come from the Soul Master Academy."

The one who spoke was a young man with short green hair, ordinary in appearance, with a pair of green eyes, giving people the feeling of a lone wolf in the wasteland.

As he spoke, he also showed the bow and arrows he was carrying under his black robe to several people.

"Ambreth Mihawk, swordsman."

This is a young man with black hair and golden eyes, the high bridge of the nose is undoubtedly from the Gallic Empire, and he carries a huge knife that is taller than others behind his back, and the wide black robe cannot cover it at all.

"There are two good sword wielders, my name is Xia Qi Fryer, a Western swordsman, from the Sword Alliance, have time to Bibi?"

The fiery red haired girl looked full of energy, picked up the Western sword hanging from her waist and raised her hand at the two of them.

The Sword Alliance is a well-known top force in the world of spirit masters, and there is no shortage of good swords and swords in the organization.

"Yo roar, there's a game to watch!"

The little fat man in the white cloth puffed up the drummer and looked like he was watching a good show.

"Huh?"

The silver-haired young man at the top rolled his gaze, and the little fat man immediately retracted the smile on his face.

"Ahem, my name is Khalid Muziz, I am nothing outstanding, my only characteristic is that I am relatively rich."

Everyone listened to his words, their faces twitched a little, and the red-haired girl glanced at the white cloth on the little fat man's head, and couldn't help but smile.

"We all know you're rich."

"Hahaha, that's not, isn't there a proverb in the far east that says, 'Money can make ghosts grind', and I have a lot of pets, so I'm a beast master, hehehe."

The little fat man was giggling with big teeth.

"Well, you all already know me, I'll say it again, my name is Mildin Ambrosius, and I'm a magician, but remember!"

The silver-haired young man narrowed his squinting eyes very gently and smiled at the others, looking very kind.

"Since we can gather here to prove that we are all geniuses with the same pursuit, we will officially establish our organization today in response to everyone's thoughts, and at the same time, in response to everyone's generous request and deep recognition, I am embarrassed to temporarily become the boss of our organization, please advise me!"

The silver-haired young man also winked at everyone playfully, and the other four except for the little fat man twitched even more unnaturally.

God's same pursuit, God's generous request, God's deep recognition, and God's embarrassment.

The four of them felt uncomfortable in their hearts, who forced everyone to join the organization in the first place, and if they didn't want to, they would just start fighting, and they would be beaten until they were willing.

As for Mildin's status as the boss, the sentence "Who is for and who is against?" A few people didn't dare to squeak, oh, there really is, the short-haired head iron brother said a little more, and he was so abused that it was a miserable one! Among the few people, he was the one who was beaten the most.

Don't be deceived by the gentleness of this squinting surface, if you really take it seriously, then you will be miserable, he specializes in all kinds of disobedience.

"Boss, I have a question, why is the name of our organization called 'Mingxin Palace'?"

Among the few people, Khaled, the little fat man who had not yet been shaved by Mildin, looked at the silver-haired young man with some confusion, and the rest of them also had a little puzzle on their faces.

"Because of an agreement."

Milding squinted his eyes and swept through the crowd before finally slowly spitting out a sentence.

"A promise?"

Everyone was surprised, but Milding just looked at the few people with a smile and didn't say anything more.

"Zhao is in charge, our agreement has begun!"

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The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, some people are still remembering what agreement is there, and the other person who made the agreement is almost cold, and now he is still struggling on the line of life and death.

"Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang ......"

"What is this sound? Am I dead? It doesn't seem to be, so where am I? Or is that what it feels like to be dead? ”

Zhao Jin slowly opened his eyes when he heard the banging sound around him, and found that he was in a dark space at this time, and he couldn't see his five fingers, only his body was still emitting a faint, faint fluorescence.

He slowly stood up, trying to see his surroundings, but it was darkness except darkness.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a little bit of bright light in front of him, which was a little different from the half-blue and half-red light on his body, which was only blue, aqua blue.

Seeing the only light in the darkness other than his own light, he did not rush to it, but still walked unhurriedly.

It's all dead, why are you in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?