The two of them stood together at this moment, their faces solemn, vigilantly observing everything around them, and at the same time, the corner of their eyes was always paying attention to the direction of Long Tianxing.

The water column fell off and smashed into the mud lake, causing a white mist and a splash. The next moment, the figure hidden in the water column was revealed, the corpse exuding a rich dead aura, their bodies were still recognizable except for their faces, and their bodies were all rotten, and a foul smell was in the nostrils, making people want to vomit for a while.

It's just that this dead qi on their bodies seems to have solidified and formed, forming a miasma of dead qi around them, blocking all Dao magic powers. Not only that, if this dead qi invades the living body, it can directly penetrate into the internal organs and corrode the living body from the inside out, which can be described as extremely vicious. And they still seem to retain the cultivation they had before their deaths, ranging in strength and weakness, but they are all in the second step of the illusion, so it can be said to be extremely tricky for the two of them.

"These people are all people with surnames in the Zhao family, and they can't imagine that they have already been refined into corpse puppets. No wonder, the guards of this mud lake are so strong, it turns out that all the secrets are hidden here. Qianli looked around and whispered to He Yinuo.

The two of them were really numb at the moment, and they originally came to rescue Long Tianxing, but they didn't want to end up in a situation where they couldn't protect themselves.

"Brother Qianli, do you know how many people have the surname in the Zhao family?" He Yinuo's words were calm, but there was inexplicable nervousness in his heart.

Hearing this, Qianli seemed to be stunned for a moment, and after a while, he understood what he meant, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "A total of four thousand three hundred and twenty-five people!"

And at this moment, Long Tianxing looked up to the sky and roared again, Rao is a person with such concentration and cultivation, he can't bear such pain, you can imagine what kind of pain this is.

At the same time, those rotting corpses approached the two of them together in a low roar under Kong Hua's order, and suddenly the stench came to their faces like a mountain and a sea.

The cultivation spell did not work on him, so he could only use magic weapons to contend with him, and the two of them separated and fought separately, preventing these rotting corpses from forming a gathering fire.

He Yinuo sacrificed three major physical magic weapons, and each blow was directed at their heads. However, these rotting corpses were as if they were conscious, and they narrowly avoided them when the magic weapon came. At the same time, there were many of them, He Yinuo could only take care of one or the other, there were several claws behind him to grab over, and fortunately, there was a golden aura formed by the trapped dragon whip as protection, and at the moment when their rotten arms touched, there was a "scorch, smack," sound like being burned, and at the same time emitted a disgusting smell of burnt rotten flesh.

It's just that the rotting corpse doesn't feel any pain, in the scorching light curtain of the trapped dragon whip, the rotten claw forcibly grabs inward, through the light curtain, little by little, although only the claw of white bones remains, it is always approaching his body!

At this moment, in the face of these rotting corpses whose cultivation methods are not weaker than his own, he can only switch from attack to defense, while resisting their direct damage to his body, he must also prevent the invasion of the dead qi on their bodies, but with the three major magic weapons to protect him, he cannot pose a substantial threat to himself in a short period of time.

However, on the other side, although Qianli is equivalent to He Yinuo's cultivation, or even higher than him, he does not have the three great magic weapons like He Yinuo to protect himself, his magic weapon is a long whip, called the broken joint whip, although the spiritual power is strong, it is extraordinary, but it is outnumbered.

He threw out his long whip, trying to tie the heads of the four rotting corpses three feet in front of him, and then forcibly cut off his neck with the force of the long whip. It's just that he obviously underestimated these carrion corpses, and when he threw out the long whip, he was firmly grasped by one of the carrion corpses, and then forcibly pulled by the opposite force.

Qianli looked calm, his mind moved, the broken whip was like being inducted, the whip tail wrapped the arm of the rotting corpse, and then he injected the broken whip with the power of the Dao, and at the same time pulled it backwards, and suddenly, one of the arms of the rotting corpse was forcibly pulled down!

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the rotting corpse who had been pulled off his arm grabbed the Breaker Whip with his other arm, and at the same time, more arms grabbed the Breaker!

At this time, the pressure instantly came to this place for thousands of miles, and the cultivation of the carrion corpse was comparable, at this moment he was already at a disadvantage, and the thought flashed in his heart, if he gave up the Broken Joints Whip, then he would have no means to fight these rotting corpses, and if he didn't give up, he would be restrained by these rotting corpses because of the Broken Joints Whip.

However, just as he hesitated, he suddenly noticed a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and the corner of his eye swept to the corner of his eye, and the withered and rotten claw was now deeply grasped into the flesh and blood of his left shoulder, and even deep into the bones, and cold sweat oozed from his back.

In the crisis of life and death, he decisively gave up the broken whip, injected the Dao method into his right hand, and pointed into a palm, cutting towards the rotting corpse arm on his left shoulder, without the slightest cry of pain, the arm was cut off instantly. He pulled out the claws that were deep in the flesh and bones, and in an instant there was a piercing pain.

However, the rotten power and death qi entered his body along his hands and claws, and quickly soaked into his internal organs. Qianli found that he immediately protected his body with the power of the Dao Law, but he knew the ruthlessness of this dead qi and corrupt poison, and he knew even better that he couldn't hold on for long.

At this moment, the bloody aura emanating from the wound on his shoulder immediately excited the rotting corpses surrounding him, and it seemed that only the desire for * was left in their wills.

In the case of losing the Broken Whip, Chisato can only fight with it with one arm, and to the consolation, the carrion corpse discarded the Broken Whip in his hand after sensing the smell of blood, and pounced.

Although Qianli was in a desperate situation, he still faced it calmly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in a hurry.

He saw the right time, took a risk, and at the moment when the rotting corpses were all rushing towards his left shoulder, and the moment they got together, he used the Broken Whip to roll up the trend, and all the rotting corpses beside him were all together, and the Broken Whip was like a spirit, and it was wrapped around them, tied together, and firmly fixed!

In this way, the danger was turned into a disaster in an instant, but the strength of the rotting corpse was really extraordinary, under their forcible breakfree, it only took a few breaths to sweat profusely for thousands of miles, and it was very difficult.

At this moment, He Yinuo and Qianli have formed a stalemate, although they are temporarily worry-free, but they are both at a disadvantage and cannot make long-term plans.

And Long Tianxing, at this moment, is the time of life and death, his body is already extremely weak, at this moment, a lot of cold sweat is oozing from his forehead, and he doesn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and his limbs are trapped by the lock rope, while he struggles, there will be more pain.

Long Tianxing spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his back began to arch gradually, under the effect of the dragon gong, his spine was constantly pulling outward, and the banshee not only wanted to kill his people, but also to completely take out his keel.

The severe pain penetrated into his heart like a knife, Long Tianxing's eyes were slightly closed, his face was pale, and he couldn't hold on for long.

Seeing this, the two of them were very anxious, but now they were too busy to take care of themselves, although He Yinuo had three magic weapons to kill the carrion, but the remaining carrion corpses were still constantly invading the aperture of the trapped dragon tomb, and the aperture was gradually unstable in the tearing of the carrion claws, and the situation was worrying.

And Qianli's side is even worse, he not only has to deal with these carrion corpses, but also has to divide a part of his cultivation to run his body, protect the six veins, and prevent the rotten poison from invading the five internal organs, so that he will take care of one and lose the other, although the broken joint whip tries his best to bind the carrion corpse, but in the bite of the carrion corpse, the spiritual power is lost, and it is only relying on the supply of Qianli's cultivation to forcibly maintain.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, the wound on his left shoulder had begun to rot, and quickly spread to the surroundings, and at this moment it also came to his neck, afraid that if there were ten more breaths, it would invade his head, and now he had no way out.

He looked at He Yinuo, looked at Long Tianxing, and then he slowly closed his eyes and let out a breath, and his ears seemed to become quiet and without a trace of noise at this moment. At this moment, everything in heaven and earth becomes extremely small, looking back on life, there is nothing worth it or not, and at the moment of life and death, any decision will be of great significance.

The murderous and dead space seems to echo with the eternal melody of death, and at the end of the mud lake, in the depths of darkness, the devoured life turns into a ghost, singing a prelude to the undead.

Qianli opened his eyes, there was irreplaceable firmness in his eyes, and there was no pain on his face, and the next moment, he let go of the hand holding the broken whip, and then grabbed his left arm, roared and pulled it hard, and actually tore off his left arm, and suddenly blood spilled, and a rich bloody breath quickly dispersed.

And at this time, not only the rotting corpses around him, but even those who were originally immortal to He Yinuo turned to attack Qianli, for them, the temptation of blood was greater than everything.

He Yinuo noticed a strange movement, and at this moment, a thousand miles of urgent shouts came from his ears, "Hurry!

He Yinuo's face moved, and he found that the carrion had surrounded Qianli again, and he felt a burst of indignation in his heart, knowing that this was Qianli sacrificing his life to relieve himself, but it was not appropriate to be sentimental at this time, otherwise it would only waste his mind. And he looked at Long Tianxing and found that the keel was already in danger, and if the keel was lost, he was afraid that there would be no room for recovery.

Therefore, without thinking, he turned his body and walked in the direction of Long Tianxing, but it backfired, and at the moment when his body moved slightly, two chains suddenly rose from the mud lake below, and pulled towards He Yinuo's body.

He immediately realized that his figure was moving and moving, narrowly avoiding the two attacks, but after only a moment of hesitation, the mutation reappeared, and a figure rose from the mud lake in front of him again, and lay in front of him. The death aura in front of him was still strong, but the cultivation on his body was extremely terrifying, and he had even already passed the illusion realm and entered the Seven Sects.

And when He Yinuo saw his face clearly, he was shocked in his heart, because this person was none other than the dying person he saw in the tomb that day, the owner of Zhao Zhuang!