"Why did the Corpse Imperial Clan get involved?No wonder the Mulingguan Fortress dared to attack the Beast Mountain, it turned out to be in collusion with the Corpse Imperial Clan!!"

"The Corpse Imperial Clan has finally struck!!"

"It doesn't seem to be easy today. ”

"How many ancient corpses have been sent by the Corpse Imperial Clan?"

Du Yang and the others were tense in vigilance, and they were ready to attack in solemnity.

King Ma Yan was secretly vigilant, he had dealt with the 10,000-year-old ancient corpse of the Corpse Imperial Clan, and it was extremely difficult: "Du Yang, did Nalan say that all the formations in more than ten directions have been touched?"

"Well, rushing in from more than a dozen directions, it seems, at least two in each place. What should we do? Kill or block?" Du Yang is not afraid of fighting, but the problem is that it is the Corpse Royal Clan, once the fight starts today, it will be equivalent to a complete declaration of war with the Corpse Imperial Clan.

"All of you retreat, as far as you retreat. ”

"Why??"

"The Corpse Imperial Clan has a special secret method in terms of torture intelligence, refining corpses. I captured the captives, refined them into living corpses, scavenged all the news, and didn't want to be refined into dried corpses, so I was far away. ”

Everyone's faces changed, and they all retreated. So vicious?!

"Not surprisingly, this group of people is not a ghost or a ghost, and they have come to capture the captives. Inform everyone in all directions to be prepared, don't let anyone be caught, and once caught, immediately communicate to the rest of the directions.

Also, the 10,000-year-old corpses are quite perverted in terms of speed and strength, so try not to be hurt by their death qi, and ...... They don't have a sea of qi, and their heads are the most critical, but they are also the strongest. ”

"Understood, be careful. Du Yang signaled to everyone to retreat immediately, but he remained, except for the 10,000-year-old corpse, there was also a half-saint general next to him. Since the king of Mayama is ready to go to war, this man must not escape, and he and Tutu have joined forces to trap this man.

The half-saint general of Mu Lingguan had an ugly face, and when the surrounding scene changed to reveal hundreds of enemies, he knew that it was over, and he had broken into the trap.

But the young man holding the little white beast has been staring at him, all his breath has been locked, and if he doesn't fight today, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape.

"I see your face is familiar. The 10,000-year-old corpse of the Corpse Royal Family made a faint sound, and the hoarse sound was like sand and stone rubbing, which was unpleasant and harsh.

"Really, I don't remember dealing with your corpse royals. King Ma Yan's heart moved slightly, and when he said this, he felt that this zombie was also a little familiar.

Couldn't it have been seen thousands of years ago?

The more the 10,000-year-old corpse looked at King Ma Yan, the more familiar it became: "My name is Dry Tho!"

Drought and drought, wait, it turned out to be him!

King Ma Yan finally remembered that when he was the commander of the Demon Spirit Clan's Ghost Dragon Legion, he was ordered to advance into the Demon Sect to carry out a secret mission, and he collided with a team of the Corpse Royal Clan, and the opponent was a 10,000-year-old corpse named Dry Che.

It is said that Dry Pull was a descendant prince 10,000 years ago, and he was the only one of the five corpse refining princes of that generation who succeeded. It has been almost three thousand years since its successful exit, and its combat power is considered high-end among all the 10,000-year-old ancient corpses.

Back then, the sky was dark, and no one could help anyone.

It's really a narrow road, and after a thousand years, I met it again.

"Are you...... Leader of the Demon Spirit Clan's Ghost Dragon Legion, Ma Long?!" The dry eyes suddenly turned green, and a stream of essence mixed with dead qi erupted, and even his voice rose a little.

"What??" Mu Lingguan's half-saint general was so excited that he almost knelt down, his eyes wide.

Wisps? or the Legion Commander?

How could there be such a noble figure in the Beast Mountain!

What kind of beast mountain is this!!

What kind of sneak attack is this!

This is simply a war between the two golden ancient clans!!

"It's been a thousand years, you still remember me, it seems that Lao Tzu left a deep impression on you back then, yes, I split your thigh, you should also remember. Hey, did you have this leg newly grown, or did you tear it off from another corpse and put it on again?, you corpse royals will always be so disgusting!!"

"Ma Long!!It's really you!!The outside world rumors that you died in battle thousands of years ago, but I didn't expect you to be alive!" Dry and hideous, like an abyssal ghost, the anger is pressing.

"You are alive, and of course Lao Tzu is alive. Today is just right, the first war a thousand years ago was very aggrieved, and today I will have a good time, so that you can feel the claws of my Hades Ma Long again. Let me think, is it going to tear your leg or your head today?"

King Ma Yan had already made up his mind that he would never let go of Han Che! At that time, the two were evenly matched, and he split one of his thighs, and he smashed his abdominal cavity with one claw, and it took half a year of recuperation before he could barely recover.

It's a no-loser and no-win.

However, it has been more than 1,600 years since the First World War, and he has been deeply cultivated by His Majesty, and has been inherited by His Majesty's martial arts, and his realm and strength have continued to advance, and he is no longer the Ma Long of the year.

But the Corpse Imperial Clan also has a special place, which is also one of the disadvantages of the Corpse Imperial Clan - their chances and speed of ascending to the Holy Rank are much faster than those of other ancient clans, and their combat power is quite terrifying, but the growth rate after the Ascendant is extremely sluggish.

Therefore, the number of Corpse Emperor Saint Realms is the largest, but the peak Saint Realms are very few.

Regarding this aspect, the outside world calls it the Heavenly Dao curse.

"The Demon Spirit Emperor is dead, and Prince Cang has succeeded him. What can you do if you, the diehard of the Demon Spirit Emperor of the previous generation, are still alive? You are a lost dog. Why?, Surrendered to the Demon Clan?" Before the words fell, he burst into flames, without warning, and pounced on the King of Ma Yama, bombarding with a punch, the space trembled, and bombarded the head of the King of Ma Yama with the power of a landslide.

It was so fast that it triggered a 'sonic boom' scene, with a deafening roar.

This punch is enough to collapse mountains and rivers.

The purple light of the whole body of the King of Ma Yan was highlighted, the dragon scales crawled all over the body, the dragon claws and dragon tail suddenly appeared, and the aura of the whole person changed instantly, like sublimation, and like a transformation, and a dragon momentum rose to the sky.

In an instant, a punch burst out, facing the dry corpse fist head-on: "Let me, the lost dog, accompany you to practice." I'm going to bite your bones and swallow it with carrion today!!"

The two fists collided, the precise bombardment, the sound surged, deafening, clicking, and the space shattered, like two fists hitting a glass side, and the space in the impact area was torn apart.

The spatial fragmentation caused by pure power, how terrifying its power is!!

When it shattered, there was a clicking sound, and the power of dense spatial turbulence swept out overwhelmingly, enveloping the two people and the hundred-meter area.

"Spread the news!" Du Yang motioned to the others, ordering them to leave the scene to deliver the news.

"It's been more than a thousand years, but I didn't expect the old man to have a chance to take revenge. Back then, you broke one of my legs, and today I'm going to break your throat. ”

Like the roar of the beast rolling in the throat, exploding on the tip of the tongue, running violently, each step falls, the ground shakes, the gravel cracks like a bullet, ten steps at a rapid pace, spanning a hundred meters, the body trembles, bursts into the sky, and the right fist clenched is like a sporadic slash in the air, shattering the space, and impacting.

"Whoosh!!" the King of Mahyama struck head-on.

The dull sound of impact exploded at a height of four meters, and the dry iron fist collided violently with the sweeping leg of the King of Ma Yan, and the fierce force immediately surged, sweeping angrily towards the other party.

The power was raging, the force was impacting, and the two bodies trembled, as if they had been hit by a meteorite, rolling and throwing them out, but just before they landed, the two bodies were charged one after another, and they landed on all fours, unloading all their power like springs.

Such a collision, such a swing, the two of them were unharmed.

"But so, for more than a thousand years, you haven't exercised except sleeping?" King Ma Yan snorted coldly, his right hand raised horizontally, pointing directly at the drought.

Dry Tu suddenly raised his head, his hideous as a ghost and bloody as a demon's gaze locked on the other party, and the monstrous battle intent swept through the audience like a hurricane.

"Ahh

The distance of more than 100 meters, narrowed in the blink of an eye, and approached as strong as a gallop.

At the moment of the collision, the left foot suddenly stopped, and the body of the wild impact was almost out of control due to the sudden stop, and it flipped forward fiercely. But he was skillfully taking advantage of this wild momentum, and his whole body rotated at high speed with his left foot as the axis, and his right foot was like a hurricane churning, heading straight for the King of Mahyama to attack.

The momentum was like a huge wave rising into the sky without warning, rushing towards the front and shooting frantically.

The momentum is terrifying.

Rushing, stomping, losing control, borrowing, spinning, wheel killing, all the movements, the whole process, in one go, coherent and rapid, strong impact on the mind.

The 10,000-year-old corpse refining body, the martial arts focus on strength and speed, they rarely use fancy martial arts, only the strength and speed are swung with all their strength, polishing themselves to the extreme, this is the really terrifying place of the 10,000-year-old corpse.

"Hmph!!" King Ma Yan's eyes were bloody, his hands crossed in an instant, and the calcium carbide sparks met fiercely. With a dull thud, the wild forward body of the King of Mahyama froze to a halt, and then flipped and tumbled violently backwards until it was hundreds of meters away.

The roar of the beast exploded in mid-air, and the drought came from the culling again, and a thick aura of danger surged.

The Mahyama King, who was still in the tumbling waist, forcibly exerted force, stomped the ground with both feet, and the momentum of contact and retreat slashed diagonally into the air. The clenched right fist immediately slammed into the top of his head, and he locked on the drought with only feeling and judgment.

There was another shocking crash sound, the king of Ma Yan suddenly stopped in the air, a dragon roared to the sky, the drought was like being struck by lightning, and the strong shock retreated, and the high air was like a kite with a broken line out of control, and flew more than 100 meters away.

"It's my turn?!" King Ma Yama's blood was stimulated, and his madness surged, and he rushed over against the drought.

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