Yang Qianming was too fast, he broke the sound barrier at the start, and directly reached the degree of crossing the sound, accompanied by a strong sonic boom, appeared behind the Corpse Yin Ancestor, the black sickle danced, and a terrible black arc of light was perfectly crossed, and when the Corpse Yin Ancestor reacted, it had already appeared in the neck of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, and it was sharply slashed.

No way

The Corpse Yin Ancestor thought to himself that the teleportation that could only be mastered by the Saint King Supreme was already the fastest way to move in the monk world, no matter how fast Yang Qianming was, could he move faster than a moment?

But with the facts in front of him, the Corpse Yin Ancestor didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately used teleportation again, barely avoiding Yang Qianming's slashing plastering 5 Qian Qian Zhi Polonium Patience Uniform Huai Huai Poppy Muscle Muscle

And Yang Qianming was not satisfied with this achievement, and in the sneer, it was once again accompanied by a strong sonic boom, when the Corpse Yin Ancestor had just moved from the instant, and when he appeared in shape, he brazenly chased and killed the Corpse Yin Ancestor, and the sickle shadow whined through the air, and ironically appeared on the neck of the Corpse Yin Ancestor again, wanting to kill the enemy.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor was shocked and frightened, he had encountered such a thing several times in a row, he could be sure that Yang Qianming's degree was not much slower than himself, even if he teleported thousands of times, Yang Qianming could chase after him at the first time, and then swing out the black sickle to give himself a fatal blow.

Damn it

Although he knew this, the Corpse Yin Ancestor still continued to teleport to avoid, but unlike the previous times, the Corpse Yin Ancestor directly teleported this time, far away from Yang Qianming.

Although Yang Qianming is extremely fast, it is not teleportation after all, and it is okay to explode at short distances, but at such a long distance, no matter how fast the degree is, don't want to catch up with teleportation, which is equivalent to a movement method without distance restrictions.

At this moment, the Corpse Yin Ancestor directly teleported, although Yang Qianming chased after him as soon as possible, but if he wanted to catch up with the Corpse Yin Ancestor, it would take a few seconds. And for a cultivator who has cultivated to the level of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, there are too many things that can be done in a few seconds.

For example, the Corpse Yin Ancestor had just teleported before he immediately slapped the storage bag, and nine refining corpses appeared around his body.

"Go"

Releasing the refining corpse, the corpse yin ancestor immediately exerted a strong divine thought, captured Yang Qianming in extreme motion, commanded the refining corpse, and slaughtered Yang Qianming, when the bloody wind was rolling, the nine evil corpses had already stopped Yang Qianming, and grabbed Yang Qianming's face with a wave of their claws.

Although Yang Qianming was forced to stop, he still did not panic at all, and after swinging the scythe to easily block the attacks of all the evil corpses, he saw the cold light of the soul-killing black sickle, and cut a demon corpse in the waist, wanting to destroy it.

However, something surprised Yang Qianming

The moment he slashed the evil corpse, Yang Qianming had a feeling of splitting on the hard iron, although he successfully chopped the evil corpse out, but the evil corpse was not injured at all.

It's so hard

These nine evil corpses, although they are not as strong as the ancient corpses, that is, the strength of the seven or eight grades of the law, but in terms of the hard Cheng dù, it is definitely not under the ancient corpses, and it is simply the hard shield of the corpse Yin Ancestor.

Just as Yang Qianming guessed, the nine evil corpses were specially hunted by the Corpse Yin Ancestor to hunt those monks who were proficient in body refining, and it took a hundred years to use the secret method to cultivate, and then used the ancient god breath to cultivate for a hundred years before refining. When Dacheng, even if the defense power is the Saint King Supreme, it will be a headache to fight, and although the Soul Slayer Black Scythe is also very sharp, it is obviously unable to break through the defense of the evil corpse.

Moreover, the nine corpses moved together, trapping Yang Qianming from all sides, so that Yang Qianming's degree advantage was greatly limited, and it was no longer difficult to deploy it, and when he was forced to deal with the attacks of the evil corpses around him, the Corpse Yin Ancestor easily freed his hand and released the four evil corpses again.

These four evil corpses are bloated, with a big belly like a ball, and they look extremely ugly, but ugly is ugly, these four evil corpses are extremely extraordinary, and when they pat their stomachs, they spit out green corpse mist, with a thick corpse poison, and shrouded Yang Qianming.

Untouchable

The mist of corpse poison released by the evil corpse is extremely fishy, and the place where it passes, emitting bursts of foul smell, smelling it from afar, will be soft and numb, if it is completely covered, even if you hold your breath and release the divine light to protect your body, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist.

Knowing that these corpses were poisonous, Yang Qianming immediately did not dare to hesitate at all, and nine black lights slashed through in a row, wanting to split the nine evil corpses and get out of trouble.

But at this time, under the command of the Corpse Yin Ancestor, the nine evil corpses showed an extremely stubborn style, and they resisted Yang Qianming's attack without the slightest intention of retreating.

"Roll"

Seeing that the corpse poison was about to envelop him, Yang Qianming immediately shouted angrily, and the soul-killing black scythe was handed over to his left hand, and his right fist was already mixed with the intent of extreme hegemony and extreme cracking, and attacked the nine evil corpses one after another.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack ......Crack T Tyrant Crack

The nine hegemonic cracks burst out blatantly, and the power was so great that although it failed to kill the nine evil corpses, with its terrifying power, it also knocked the nine evil corpses out alive.

Flying nine evil corpses, Yang Qianming immediately stepped in the air, and with a shake of his body, he moved out of the hundred-zhang, and when he stepped again, he had already avoided these corpse poisons far away, and bypassed them with an extremely terrifying degree, rushing towards the corpse Yin Ancestor.

In the face of Yang Qianming, who was killed again, the Corpse Yin Ancestor just sneered, and casually slapped on the four poisonous corpses, and saw that the four poisonous corpses suddenly fell sharply like deflated balls, fat and bloated bodies. But with the success of the four poisonous corpses to lose weight, a large amount of green poisonous mist erupted from their seven orifices, which spread and shrouded thousands of feet, despicably protecting the body of the corpse yin ancestor.

This really stumped Yang Qianming

Obviously, the Corpse Yin Ancestor felt that Yang Qianming's degree, strength, and attack power had an extraordinary advantage in close combat, and fighting with Yang Qianming, an ancient god, in close combat was obviously using his own shortcomings to touch the enemy's strengths, so the Corpse Yin Ancestor set up a corpse array, laid down the corpse mist, and prepared to slowly consume Yang Qianming.

Undoubtedly, the Corpse Yin Ancestor succeeded, and Yang Qianming had no choice but to linger outside the poisonous mist, casually casting several magical powers in a row, turning into countless gang soldiers, and attacking the Corpse Yin Ancestor, but the results were unsuccessful, and before he touched the Corpse Yin Ancestor, he was dissolved by the poisonous mist.

"Corpse Yin Ancestor, it seems that you are preparing to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Yang Qianming mocked with words, trying to provoke the Corpse Yin Ancestor to fight with him, but obviously, this method was useless at all, the Corpse Yin Ancestor and the Old God were hiding in the poisonous fog, casually commanding nine defensive evil corpses, and continued to pounce on Yang Qianming.

Not only these nine evil corpses, but the Corpse Yin Ancestor obviously had a lot of corpses in his hands, and he patted the storage bag again, releasing nine strange corpses with thin bodies, looking like monkeys, with green poisonous claws in gloves, flying towards Yang Qianming in the yin wind.

These nine strange corpses, obviously different from the previous refining corpses, are extremely fast, although they are not as good as Yang Qianming, but they are definitely not much slower, like ghosts, they rushed to Yang Qianming's surroundings in the blink of an eye, and with the help of nine tall evil corpses as cover, they attacked Yang Qianming's rapid sneak attack, Yang Qianming was just surprised, and before he started to fight back, these nine monkey corpses had been flexibly and shrewdly avoided early.

Several times in a row, Yang Qianming was so annoyed by these nine evil corpses and nine monkey corpses that he almost fell into a very embarrassing situation.

It is worthy of being the Saint King Realm Void Supreme, and it is really much stronger than Yang Qianming's previous opponents, not to mention the extraordinary cultivation of his cultivation, just this combat experience is not comparable to Yang Qianming.

Don't say it, Yang Qianming used to fight against other monks, no matter how cunning the opponent was, how strong the supernatural power was, Yang Qianming could design layer by layer, use his own advantages, fight the opponent's weakness, and defeat the opponent before the enemy could swing out.

But this is the first time that Yang Qianming has encountered something like this that has fallen into the rhythm of the opponent's attack.

For this, Yang Qianming was quite helpless

But it doesn't mean that Yang Qianming will give up, what Yang Qianming is good at is to go against the current and break the dilemma.

Yang Qianming snorted, and the Soul Slayer Black Scythe suddenly disappeared in his hand, replaced by a killing sword that exuded a strong killing intent.

Holding the sword in his hand, he didn't see Yang Qianming make any too big moves, just a shock of the killing sword in his hand, and he saw the killing sword burst out with a terrible sword roar, and 600,000 killing qi burst out in an instant, just like a blooming delicate flower in all directions, and it gushed out sharply and abnormally around.

Evil corpse, broken

Monkey corpse, broken

There was too much killing qi, and it was full of infinite power, covering a large area, and the evil corpses and monkey corpses around Yang Qianming couldn't resist at all, no matter how solid the breakthrough was, no matter how flexible it was, it was all destroyed by Yang Qianming in an instant, and it was all broken on the spot, and it was completely torn into countless sections.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor was shocked, as early as when Yang Qianming appeared, he paid attention to the Killing Sword held in Yang Qianming's hand, but Yang Qianming did not use any magic power of this sword at that time, and even though the Corpse Yin Ancestor paid attention, he was not too impressed.

And at this moment, Yang Qianming suddenly used the Killing Sword to explode, and the 600,000 killing qi burst out in an instant, so that the Corpse Yin Ancestor could vaguely and clearly feel that even he couldn't resist such a strong killing aura.

Just as the demon god said at the beginning, if he can condense the qi of hundreds of millions of killings, even if the immortals of the Hongmeng Great Realm come, they can kill them.

And hundreds of millions of killing qi, Yang Qianming didn't dare to think about it, but Yang Qianming was sure that 600,000 killing qi would definitely be able to make the corpse yin ancestor drink a pot.

"Hmph Corpse Yin Ancestor, do you really think that hiding in these green mist will make me have nothing to do with you?"

With a cold snort, Yang Qianming held the Killing Sword in both hands, held it high above his head, looked at the Corpse Yin Ancestor coldly, and slashed down with a sword.

With a simple split, without any skills, 600,000 killing qi rolled out, and in the process of splitting, it condensed into a huge killing sword out of thin air, as if it could split the sky, directly breaking through the rolling poisonous mist and slashing towards the Corpse Yin Ancestor.

The Corpse Yin Ancestor was shocked, since his cultivation was successful, this poison didn't know how many crises he had resisted and how many opponents he had killed. And now, it was actually broken by Yang Qianming on the spot, and under the horror, the Corpse Yin Ancestor immediately released one hundred and eight refining corpses in a row, blocking in front of him layer by layer, resisting this terrifying killing sword.

However, these refining corpses can't be stopped

A refining corpse was directly split, as if it was splitting tofu, one hundred and eight refining corpses could not block the killing sword in the slightest, in the blink of an eye, one hundred and eight refining corpses were completely destroyed, and the killing sword fell ferociously towards the corpse Yin Ancestor.

"Burn, a hundred years of life, corpse poison demon hand"