General Zhenling also seemed to have a premonition of something.

The face covered in iron armor completely changed drastically.

It's just that......

Kunlun's punch was unreserved, almost a life-for-life hand.

It was in mid-air again, and it couldn't help itself, but let itself crash into the amazing cyclone.

Airplanes!

A palm slap out.

Pure Aoki aura shrouded down.

Zhenling will guard here for hundreds of years, using the yin qi surging under the bottle mountain to nourish itself, so that it can not be corrupted or damaged, and even retain a trace of sanity.

But at this moment, it was the sinister death aura that dragged it to death.

As soon as I met Aoki Aura.

It's like snow under the scorching sun.

It quickly dissolves at a speed visible to the naked eye in an instant.

For the first time in hundreds of years, it felt pain deep into the bone marrow.

A beastly scream came from his throat.

I almost couldn't even hold the halberd in my hand.

The aftermath of that punch was not gone, and its body grazed Chen Yulou and slammed into the cliff behind him.

All I heard was a thunderous roar.

Cracks spread across the rock wall in all directions.

It's like a big net formed by a ravine.

"Roar—"

The heavy armor of the dark iron on his body has almost reached the point of fragmentation.

The dead breath in the flesh and blood can no longer be suppressed.

It continued to seep out between the scales and armor, and the black mist rolled all over its body, making it look indescribably terrifying.

It's all gone.

How many years have I not suffered such a serious injury.

Even, it's not Kunlun's two punches, it's already a zombie, and it's not far from the legendary bronze armored corpse.

Even if you break the iron armor.

It can't be seriously injured either.

What really made it perceive the shadow of death was Chen Yulou's palm.

The strange aura perfectly restrained its corpse aura.

There is no place for the Bronze Corpse's abilities.

It can only be reduced to a target post.

Zhenling's eyes flickered, and at this time, it already had the idea of escaping in his heart.

If you retreat to the Hades, there may be a way to live.

Pity......

Chen Yulou, how could they give it a chance?

The moment it broke free from the crack in the stone and landed.

Suddenly there was a break in the night, and the partridge whistle, which had melted itself into the shadows, finally waited for the best time.

Jumping up in one step, the body is light and swift to prevent the birds.

A whip kick kicks the purple crown.

This kick was like a meteor catching the moon, sinking like a mountain, and kicked hard at the big vertebrae of Zhenling's vest.

Click!

A scalp-tinging bone explosion sounded.

Zhenling Jiang only felt as if the whole person had been cut off by the waist, and he couldn't support it anymore, so he slammed forward.

Bang.

Dust was gathering on the ground.

The hideous armor on his face was also shaken off and rolled to the side.

A gloomy and fierce face was revealed, as fierce as a wolf.

"Brother Dao, good means!"

See this scene.

Rao is Chen Yulou couldn't help but light up.

This should be the Kuixing kick fight of moving the mountain gate.

It is said that this stunt is the most powerful against the corpse, and he stepped down and unloaded the big vertebrae.

No matter how fierce it is, it can't be vicious.

The old raccoon dog in the ancient raccoon stele was killed by him in advance, and he failed to see the secret art of moving mountains.

He still regretted it in his heart.

I didn't expect to see it today.

I have to say that Kuixing's kicking and fighting are indeed fierce and fierce.

In the four factions of the inverted bucket.

Each has its own means of dealing with zongzi.

The black donkey's hooves used to touch the gold, the ink fountain and glutinous rice used by the hair mound, and his unloading faction absorbed the strengths of each faction.

Ink bucket glutinous rice, Chenzhou town corpse charm, black dog blood, corpse net, corpse rope.

But the means are the most drastic, simple and rude, and they have to move the mountain gate.

The corpse pill and Kui Xing kick the fight, nothing more than that.

"Brother Chen has a good reputation."

Partridge whistle came out of the shadows.

Hearing his compliment, he just waved his hand.

It's just that after thinking back to the kick I just made, it was indeed the right time and place.

Don't talk about the town general.

Even the legendary Bottle Mountain Corpse King can only be killed.

"What are you waiting for, tie it up!"

Chen Yulou knew that his personality had always been like this.

The silence is even a little wooden.

Not much to say.

Just looked back at the few unloading thieves, and commanded in a deep voice.

Several people have long been blinded by the methods of the two leaders and Kunlun.

After being drunk by him, he came back to his senses, grabbed the corpse net and the corpse rope, rushed to the side of the paralyzed Zhenling general, and instantly wrapped it into a zongzi.

No armor covering.

At this moment, its face, which was obviously different from that of the Han people, was also completely exposed in front of the group.

But.

Chen Yulou only swept his eyes, and his gaze fell on its eyes.

What kind of eyes are that.

Pitch black, ferocious, bloodthirsty, indifferent.

It is completely unimaginable how many people have been killed to have such a pair of eyes that treat human life like a mustard.

However, at this moment, there was obviously a little more panic in those dark pupils.

Even if you are dead for many years.

But there is still a fear of death.

Especially when Chen Yulou approached him step by step, it seemed to know that the time of death was approaching, and it struggled desperately.

Unfortunately, the head, neck, shoulders, knees, hands and feet were all locked by the corpse ropes.

It was dragged by seven strong old men outside.

It is to let it have the ability to reach the sky.

I can't break free even half a step.

"Copper skin and iron bones, gold and silver bodies."

"Give you another hundred and ten years, I'm afraid you can really step into the realm of bronze armor."

Walked up to him and looked at the face that was so close that it had become distorted and hideous because of fear.

Chen Yulou suddenly muttered in a low voice.

It seems to be talking to itself.

Unloading a faction.

There are many records of zombies.

Common zongzi, whether black or white, dead or dead, can only be regarded as the lowest level of walking corpses.

Such as Zhenling, he can speak and act, and even retains a trace of sanity.

It's already considered a jumping corpse level.

It can be cultivated with the help of the earth's leyline yin qi and the dead qi in the tomb.

There are copper, iron, gold, silver, and so on.

At this moment, with the help of the wind lamps around him, he could see at a glance its strangely colored skin from under the tattered heavy armor of the Zhenling General.

It is clearly a sign that you are about to step into the copper skin.

At that point, it's really invulnerable.

That's why he felt this way.

However, it was also unlucky, and today it was him and Partridge Whistle.

A person with a Kui star kicking and fighting secret.

The other is an immortal cultivator who has opened the hanging.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to have died unjustly.

"If you live long enough, don't live anymore, dust to dust to dust, it's better to go to the underworld as soon as possible."

"What do you say?"

Come to think of this.

Chen Yulou's last bit of patience also disappeared.

A slight smile curled up in the corners of his eyes.

fell in the eyes of the Zhenling general, and it suddenly made it feel like seeing the devil.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next moment.

A cold light swept in, illuminating its pair of ink pupils white.

Subconsciously closed his eyes.

Then, a sound like white paper cutting sounded in its ears, and it seemed to think of something, and looked down desperately with wide eyes.

I saw the man who scared it to the bone.

Holding the halberd that had followed it for many years, it slowly pulled out of its throat, and in the loud noise, it brought up a puddle of pitch-black blood.

What else does it want to say.

But I can't say it anymore.

Only a few indistinct whimperes remained.

Then he fell down heavily, and there was no breath left.

Chen Yulou lightly avoided the blood that was splashing and looked down at the halberd in his hand.

As he expected.

It is stained with countless blood, and it has been cultivated in the bottle mountain for hundreds of years.

He has become a murderer!

Ordinary people are afraid that they can't touch it, but Kunlun won't.

That kid's vigor and blood are definitely the only ones he has ever seen in his life, and it is not a problem to suppress a fierce soldier.

Not to mention.

With the halberd, Kunlun's strength can also be taken to the next level.

It's a pity that the heavy armor was broken.

Otherwise, the armor and halberd are definitely invincible murder weapons in the world.

Glancing at the expectant figure on his side, Chen Yulou did not delay, and threw the halberd into Kunlun's hand with a smile.

"Yours."