Feng Yu's ancient halberd is from the burial spirit ruins, which can hit the ordinary yuan force, but it can be turned into any shape at will, but I didn't expect that there is another universe in the shape, and the power of the golden thunder contained in the ancient halberd is hidden until this time to play a role.

Suddenly, the three corpses didn't snort, and their bodies turned into nothing in the golden arc burst, but three black air masses appeared in the golden light. These air masses were constantly torn apart by the golden arc, and they continued to merge on their own, as if they were immortal under the golden thunder halberd.

Seeing this, Feng Yu couldn't help frowning.

"This is the body of these corpse refiners, they actually fused the corpse evil qi with themselves, and I am afraid that they will not be able to kill them for a while. The only way to ban them is to temporarily seal them. As soon as she saw Feng Yu's hand, the girl of the Taiyin Sect immediately came with great joy. Seeing this, he opened his mouth and suggested.

"Don't do it too much. I don't know what weird or magical powers these things have. I'm afraid that ordinary prohibitions can't be sealed, so it's still a hundred. A voice sounded from behind the four people, and the voice was neither happy nor sad.

"Gu Feng! you ......" Wu Guan ran towards Gu Feng with a happy face.

"It's all over the place?" the girl looked surprised.

Before he understood the meaning of these words, Gu Feng said coldly to the unsightly corpse in the distance: "Hehe, you really took great pains to transform into someone else's corpse outside your body and refine other people's corpses like this." ”

At this time, the corpse Xiao gasped heavily, and the silver wings on his body were a little dim, obviously suffering a lot of damage. It turned out that when the four of Feng Yu were fighting with the three dry corpses, the corpse Xiao tried to sneak attack the ancient wind who was performing the Great Flood Wilderness Technique, but he didn't expect to fall into the ancient wind plan and suffered a lot of injuries.

Gu Feng saw that the corpse Xiao reacted very calmly, and said lightly: "Do you know who I am? Tell me who your past life was! The deity remembers that your cultivation is not easy, so you leave your whole soul behind. ”

The corpse stared at Gu Feng viciously, and said, "Don't think about it, what about the Martial God Clan? Your people are destined to be wiped out! Retribution! Hahahaha!" He laughed hoarsely and took an attacking stance.

"I don't talk nonsense with the enemy in general, you ...... Wasted a lot of my time. Gu Feng let out a long sigh, and grabbed the three clouds of black qi floating in front of Feng Yu, the black qi shattered suddenly, and then Gu Feng slowly ascended to the sky, and the peak strength of the sixth order was all revealed!

At this time, the four of them were already stunned, not only the transcendent strength shown by Gu Feng, but also the ambiguous dialogue between Gu Feng and the corpse - "Martial God Clan?"

"Where's your strongest blow?" roared the corpse as he looked at the ancient wind in the air.

With the roar of the corpse, the long sword in Gu Feng's hand buzzed and vibrate, becoming more and more violent. The aura emanating from the long sword also became stronger.

"This is ......" Wu Guan looked at the long sword in Gu Feng's hand with a solemn face, thoughtful.

"Yes...... It's about to reach the power of the spirit weapon!" Feng Yu continued Wu Guan's words. Wu Guan just shook his head when he heard this, Feng Yu misunderstood what he meant, but Wu Guan didn't mean to explain it.

"Dumb Wood!" Hai Ya actually said a tribal phrase to express his shock, but no one understood.

There was a hint of fear on the corpse's hideous face. In the face of the increasingly powerful coercion emanating from the long sword, he continued to suppress the qi, but it had no effect at all.

The purple light on the long sword burst out, and it suddenly flew out of his hand, and the wind and thunder roared, flying towards the corpse. Circling over his head, as if waiting for an opportunity.

The corpse laughed angrily: "You just forcibly improve the realm, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The two claws of the corpse danced in front of its chest, and everyone saw that the obscure character reappeared. The characters rose against the storm and slammed away at the sword.

It seemed that the character aroused the anger of the ancient wind, and the five fingers of the ancient wind were unfolded, and the long sword let out a soft roar, and then the whistling lightning shot, carrying the billowing purple qi, with a tail light, slashed towards the character.

The sound of a violent metal collision of "dang" spread through the silent mountain forest, but after a moment of confrontation, with a "bang", the long sword was like a bamboo, and it broke through the characters with a bang.

The corpse Xiao only felt a cold shoulder, a sharp pain hit his heart, the sword qi was piercing, and his right arm was actually cut off from his shoulder. Green blood spurted, where the green blood dripped down, the grass and trees withered, and it was obvious that the blood of the corpse was highly toxic.

The sword swirled and swirled in midair, the cold light flickering, and green blood splattered. The corpse's left arm hurt and was also cut off.

The beautiful eyes of the girl of the Taiyin Sect flashed, and she lost her voice and said, "What a powerful sword technique!"

Imperial sword art is an extremely common Taoist method of attack. But for the same sword-fighting technique, the higher the cultivation level, the more powerful it will be.

Naturally, there are a few cultivators in the Taiyin Sect, but none of the ordinary people seen by the girl can be compared with the ancient style, and even the Taishang elders of the Taiyin Sect may not be able to do so. Thinking of this, the girl's heart trembled, and she didn't dare to compare again.

Wu Guan was also taken aback, and muttered: "Grandpa once said that the pinnacle of swordsmanship is the unity of man and sword, so that he can stimulate his true qi and the power of divine weapons to the maximum. Thousands of miles away to take people's heads is as easy as a snap. Could it be that he has actually cultivated the supreme realm of swordsmanship......"

The corpse looked down at the silver chain on its body, the silver chain was dim and almost invisible, and each section of the silver chain was almost rotten, as if the corpse would break if it broke free at will.

The corpse looked at his embarrassed self and smiled bitterly, his hideous face softened a lot, but it added a lot of bitterness. The culprit who had bound him for thousands of years had disappeared, but he did not expect his death to come with the collapse of the silver chain.

The corpse closed its green eyes, looking like it was waiting to die. At this moment, a black light flew towards the long sword that slashed down at the corpse.

"Khoosh!" The high-pitched and low sonorous sound was sharp and piercing, as if piercing the soul of a person.

"I hate to press gold threads year after year, and make wedding clothes for others. A high-pitched voice sounded from the forest, and a burly figure appeared in front of all the beasts, the figure was surrounded by black air, and he was holding a long knife, floating in the air, like a demon king descending.

As he spoke, the black shadow jerked out the magic knife with his right hand. Thousands of black lights danced angrily, billowing and swirling, illuminating the night sky darkly. In the center of the black light, the simple and narrow magic knife swallowed the black light, getting bigger and bigger, and instantly changed into a giant blade dozens of zhang long.

The antique clothes are inspiring, the bun is scattered, messy and flying, and the long black and thick hair makes people a little fascinated. In the face of this terrifying magic knife, his face did not change, recalled the long sword, raised his head and laughed, the purple qi around his body was turbulent, faintly condensed into countless phantoms.

At the same time, a voice sounded in the hearts of all the human monks: "Hurry up, I'll hold them back!"

Following the movement of the ancient wind, the phantom roared and soared, like a shadow.

Seeing this, the black shadow let out a long roar, and the long knife in his hand exploded violently, and the two energies, one black and one purple, collided wildly together.

The tip of the sword pressed against it tightly, and sparks shot out. The light flashed, and the black light shone into the sky, and a strong wind blew, and the earth cracked. All the way down to the depths of the woods.