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Before he could put down his hanging heart, he saw a dark golden demon corpse standing out from the group of corpses, jumping high, roaring and shaking the sky.

Mysterious corpse!

The combat power is comparable to that of an innate mid-level Xuan corpse, with a demonic aura, a stiff face and a hideous and terrifying face. The fierce eyes are full of endless anger and resentment.

Even from a distance, Chen Mo could feel the strong coercion transmitted from its body, and that breath seemed to be able to easily tear itself to pieces.

The golden corpse already has preliminary wisdom, and the Xuan corpse is probably even better.

Under its command, the surrounding demon corpses were like hunting wolves that smelled blood, baring their fangs and screaming and pounced.

It's menacing, and there's no way back.

Chen Mo was suffocated for a while, if he was alone against this mysterious corpse, there would be no reason to be spared.

Before the lotus rain dissipated from her fingertips, Mu Lingwei rose up a few feet into the air, and the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip surged out from the jade palm, and the light and fluttering vine rose whip, with Chen Mo as the center, swept away in all directions. The Ten Thousand Spirit Whip spun at a rapid speed as it grew rapidly, forming a huge magnificent vortex, as if it was about to crush the dark sky.

"Pap~Pap~" The crisp sound of the blow was like a flat thunder, wafting over the cold dead city.

Above the sky, a cyan vine, like a cyan dragon, carried the surrounding air for several zhang to flow violently, and swung towards the surrounding demon corpses with infinite power. In the meantime, there are full of roses, petals flying all over the sky, like sharp blades, in this kind of demonic space lingering, beautiful, dreamy and beautiful.

One by one, the demon corpses of different levels were whipped upside down by the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip, some of them could barely stand up, and some of them had already died of convulsions.

Even if the demon corpse is still alive, its body is scarred by the sharp petals, and it is not visible.

Shizun deserves to be a master, Chen Mo opened his mouth and watched Mu Lingwei with fascination. Strong, it's too strong, if only I had this kind of ability. One whip can kill that Raushzi Qu Muqing.

After more than ten breaths of effort, the demon corpses of the first round of siege fell into the gushing magma pit with a manic scream under Mu Lingwei's Ten Thousand Soul Whip, twisted a few times, and then stopped struggling.

Wave after wave of unsettled, under the urging of demonic energy, hundreds of demonic corpses sprung up from the surface of the magma.

What's even more unexpected is that under Chen Mo's feet, a demon corpse instantly got up, and before he could open his mouth and roar, Chen Mo hit it with a heavy punch, and his head was like a ball being kicked away, drawing an arc in the air. I saw the headless demon corpse, his hands fluttering in the air a few times, and then fell to the spot again.

The crowds of mad people are like the waves of the sea, one wave is more ferocious than the other, and although the rose whip is full of power, it gradually cares about one or the other. In an instant, a large group of demon corpses, at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Soul Whip that could not be attacked, with ghost-like resentment and anger, emerged from the bottom one after another.

The strange roar of the corpse is endless.

In such a scene, Chen Mo only felt a chill in his back. Turning back suddenly, a silver corpse had already penetrated into the defensive array at some point, rushing towards him like a mad beast.

Busy urging the bright Xuanqi, at the same time, a bronze light suddenly rose from Chen Mo's body, forming a copper bell-shaped qi shield that was unstoppable.

Golden bell jar.

"Boom~".

The silver corpse pounced on the golden bell jar, and then a muffled sound broke out, popping out for several feet, and Chen Mo was still immovable. Immediately, his right fist shrank, his eyes widened, and he roared, like an angry King Kong, and a heavy fist came out.

Thunder cannon.

The sound is like thunder, and the fist is like a heavy cannon.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the silver corpse comparable to the high-level spirit master, under the heavy blow of this punch, the chest was dented and flew out, fell into the magma melt, and turned into a charred black.

The supreme strength and yang characteristics of the Bright Xuan Qi, coupled with the implication of the Thunder Dao of the Too Desolate Rush, really have a great restraint effect on these demon corpses, and the lethality is very great.

Chen Mo let out a sigh, one after another, when will the fight be finished?

In a few breaths, there were more and more demon corpses around.

Chen Mo struck left and right, attacked head-on, rose to the challenge, and blew up all the demon corpses under the Ten Thousand Souls Whip, and before he knew it, his body was already sweating.

Looking around, the corpses of the demon corpses around the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip were already piled up, but the offensive momentum of the demon corpses was still unabated.

It's too much, it's too much.

Although most of them are iron corpses, bronze corpses, and occasionally there is a silver corpse, which makes me scramble for a while.

"Boom~" There was a loud bang, and the ground under his feet began to crack further, and the huge crack was like a troll's open bloody mouth, swallowing all the nearby demon corpses.

The pillar of demonic qi also began to stir, and the pillar of heaven seemed to be gushing out a huge dark power, giving birth to countless demons and forming a force that destroyed the world and the earth.

The dead sky was reflected red by the red blood emitted from the cracks, and this strange change made Chen Mo's heart furious.

Before he could catch his breath, a demon corpse was like a fish that had slipped through the net, leaking through the defense circle of the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip and rushing straight in. Chen Mo frowned, and his tightly clenched fists made a faint noise.

The demon corpse was glowing with golden light, and Chen Mo knew that this was a golden corpse.

The strength of the golden corpse is not comparable to that of the silver corpse, and it has suffered a lot.

Although he knew that the strength of the golden corpse was terrifying, Chen Mo had no way to retreat at this time, and if he couldn't resist, he would kill the master who was fighting hard.

The great light and Xuan Qi filled his body, his expression was as resolute as iron, and he was as immobile as a mountain, staring at the golden corpse.

As he got closer, a figure scurried through the demonic aura.

"Thunderbolt!"

Look for the right moment and face it head-on. Jumping up like a dragon, the dragon roared and kicked violently. There was a muffled 'bang', and it hit the chest of the golden corpse, which was full of rigidity and power.

The golden corpse, which had received a heavy blow, only took three or four steps back. And it was even more ferocious than just now, his face was shabby, and he swung his arm that was as hard as a stone, and slammed it towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo bent over to dodge, only to feel a gust of wind whistling past his ears, a terrifying outburst, if he was hit by this punch, he would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot.

Before he could raise his body, the golden corpse clenched his fist and pressed down, this brute force was powerful enough to break stone and break iron. Chen Mo frowned and hurriedly rolled on the ground, then hurriedly got up and puffed up his chest.

The magma was rolling, sticking to the skin, and there was a burning pain in his body instantly, Chen Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, frowned, and ignored the pain directly.

It was so easy to watch Shizun fight the golden corpse before, and I have to admit that no matter where you are, strength is the most important thing.

If you can't beat it, avoid its edge first.

With his feet on the ground, his body fluttered like catkins, and swept towards the place where the demon corpses were scarce. Under the experience and survival of life and death again and again, the catkins body method has been practiced to perfection by himself.

It is elegant, agile, and natural, and it is slowly navigated by the breeze, in the gaps of the air current.

With the help of the terrain and strange body methods, he finally threw off the golden corpse, and the hordes of demon corpses were already pressing towards him.

Mu Lingwei was afraid of Chen Mo, and was entangled by that Xuan corpse, and the countless demon corpses around the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip took the opportunity to enter, like a huge wave, surging towards Chen Mo from all directions.

Urging the Xuan Qi of the whole body, Chen Mo's eyes flashed, and the Bright Xuan Qi was condensed in the palm of his hand, and the Great Bright Divine Technique of the Supreme Yang reflected a trace of blazing light in the dead city full of demonic energy.

With a "bang", Chen Mo slammed out with a King Kong opening, directly blasting the copper corpse in front, and its limbs were scattered like parts on the surrounding demon corpses.

The golden corpse can't be beaten, and the bronze corpse is still a piece of cake.

The dark corpse blood emitted a foul smell, which spread in the air, but the surrounding demon corpses were even more excited, and the ferocious Dafa rushed towards Chen Mo.

Because she was worried about Chen Mo, Mu Lingwei quickly got rid of the Xuan corpse regardless of the danger, and went to answer it, seeing that Chen Mo was fighting bloodily with a large group of demon corpses.

Many demon corpses screamed, like crazy beasts and demons, only to see that he had no fear, left and right, front and back bows, like a brave and determined warrior, his heart is unstoppable, his will is indestructible, with an enemy, people admire.

Chen Mo's every move is a heavy blow, to the strength of the yang, full of power, but at the same time, the consumption of Xuan Qi is also very intense.

"Chen Mo. ”

Mu Lingwei called out quickly, and then a long whip on Hao's wrist swung down, and then grew wildly like Teng Man, and between breaths, he directly tied Chen Mo to his waist.

"Let's go. ”

Mu Lingwei shook her arms like a pink carving, and at the same time, Chen Mo used the catkins body method, and the heart was full of spirits, and the cooperation complemented each other. Driven by the Ten Thousand Souls Whip, I saw that he was like a meteor crossing the sky, and the Great Light Divine Technique filled his body, emitting a faint white light, drawing a beautiful arc of light in the dead city where the demonic energy was churning.

This kind of sky-high pleasure made Hachi extremely excited, stretched out his long neck back, blinked innocently, and the color of ridicule was vividly reflected on the turtle's face.

A living person disappeared from front of his eyes, and many demon corpses immediately fell into a frenzy, constantly waving their mutilated arms and claws to the sky, fangs and vicious gods.

Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den.

Falling from the Ten Thousand Souls Whip, Chen Mo didn't have time to catch his breath, only to see the fierce Xuan corpse coming straight towards Chen Mo, every time it jumped, it was seven or eight feet away, and the ground it kicked was cracked, and the gravel flew around.

Dealing with the golden corpse, Chen Mo could still bite the bullet and barely deal with it. Dealing with the Xuan corpse, Chen Mo only had to run away.

The Xuan Corpse is an innate mid-level strength, and it can completely crush itself.

Under the high tension of the nerves, the heart is also pounding, and it feels like being in hell, full of demons and monsters.

Mu Lingwei turned around, and saw that Chen Mo had no way to retreat, his feet stepped on the Xuan Qi and flew in the air, showing off his fingers, and taking advantage of the situation, although the trick was not as hard and powerful as Chen Mo, it was full of dark energy, and the power should not be underestimated.

"Keng~"

With a sound like gravel, I saw that the corpse seemed to be dragged by a scarecrow, waving its two arms in the air and retreating straight back, exhaling a breath of turbid air before falling to the ground.

Terrible!

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