"Sword God!"

The fairy sword man made a big move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pale golden sword shadows lined up in a formation and began to rotate around Bai Mingming, as if they were about to scrape him alive. The long sword in Bai Ming's hand was constantly hit by the illusory sword shadow, and every time it hit Bai Ming's sword blade, it would deviate by one point, and the domineering sword intent that was originally attached to the long sword began to slowly dissipate.

Although the skills of the fairy sword man originated from the legend of Sword and Fairy were mechanical, eight hundred years of training had already allowed him to use this set of skills, which was not much different from the real Taoist martial arts.

Carrying the sword in his right hand, Bai Ming forcibly drove the magic weapon left by the ghost king to him, and as soon as the magic weapon moved, the illusory skeleton shadow flickered in front of Bai Ming's body, and his mouth spit out a raging ghost fire.

The flames are monstrous, turning the phantom sword space into a furnace, and destroying all the almost endless sword shadows.

These illusory sword shadows, although they are the condensation of the qi of sharp gold, are formless and substantial. Although the ghost fire is strong, it is more aimed at the soul, and the five elements are a little weaker.

The sword shadow flickered, directly disintegrating the long sword in Bai Ming's hand.

A sword shadow plunged directly into Bai Ming's heart.

The incomparably sharp breath passed through the heart veins and began to squeeze the heart. An incomparably strong feeling of pain and suffocation came, making Bai Tianming's forehead suddenly covered with cold sweat.

"How's that? It's very uncomfortable! This is just the beginning. I suffer like this all the time. So, please give me a taste of this kind of purgatory!" the metal freak laughed wildly, waving his hands.

Those sword shadows suspended in the void, as if they had heard some kind of summons, launched the most fierce attack on Bai Ming at the same time.

The majestic ghost qi surged back, enveloping Bai Ming and helping him resist the attack of the sword shadow.

It was just a moment's effort, and the formless and substantial sword shadow broke through the defense of the ghost qi and fiercely drilled into Bai Ming's heart. The sword qi attached to these sword shadows was not strong, and it was impossible to kill Bai Ming in an instant.

But it's very difficult.

Waves of pain came like a tide, heart-wrenching pain.

Gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming.

It's not that Bai Tianming is strong, but because he knows that the metal freak in front of him just wants to abuse him, and the more miserable he screams, the happier the metal freak will be, and the more ruthless he will be.

"Buzz!"

The slow-beating heart suddenly shook suddenly, and a special kind of blood, mixed with a wonderful power, ran towards the whole body of the day.

At this moment when his heart was beating, those sword shadow sword qi that were squeezed into his heart were shattered one after another, turning into the purest energy and being absorbed by his body.

The pain lessened, and the lost reason began to gradually return.

"It's that drop of Zombie Ancestor Essence Blood of the Holy Mother of Yaochi! It's so powerful that it shattered all the hundreds of sword qi at once, and ground it up and turned it into nourishment for my body strengthening. No wonder those zombies are getting stronger and stronger, it seems that this is the reason. ”

Although he had the help of the Zombie Ancestor's essence blood, Bai Tianming's predicament still did not get rid of it.

The accumulation of eight hundred years of metal freaks is so thick that it is impossible to express it in words. Although he became a sword slave, he was restrained by sword weapons all his life, and even after a few years, he could only turn into a sword spirit in sword weapons. But the current metal freak is undoubtedly powerful. According to the realm calculation, it is infinitely close to breaking the life, which can be comparable to the pseudo-breaking life.

In an instant, hundreds of illusory sword shadows drilled into Bai Ming's heart.

The pain, like a thousand cuts, came up again.

The sword shadow kept shuttling back and forth in Bai Ming's heart, and the metal monster had already set up the sword array, leaving Bai Ming aside, as if he was planning to trouble the remaining few people.

"Buzz!"

There was another imperceptible tremor, but in Bai Ming's body, a storm blew up.

Nearly a thousand sword shadows and sword qi shattered, and were turned into pure energy by the aftermath of the shock. Absorbing these pure energies, the body of the bright sky is becoming stronger at an unimaginable speed.

And every time the special blood that comes out of the heart is constantly transforming his body.

With the abnormal change of the body, a strong feeling of hunger surged up.

Although this hunger is a craving for food, the food needed is special, not fruits, vegetables, pigs, cattle, horses, mutton, but blood, human blood.

A touch of red light flickered in Bai Ming's eyes.

The zombie bloodline began to transform his body, and in the mutation of the body, a large number of discarded, unwanted elements were excluded from the body. And to compensate for this feeling of emptiness in his body, he needs to suck a lot of blood.

Perhaps Bai Tianming should be glad that he was imprisoned in this phantom sword space now, suffering from the heart of ten thousand swords.

Because of this, even if he was about to go crazy by the torture of his bloodthirsty will, he still couldn't drink the blood.

"Buzz!"

It was another collision of zombie bloodline and sword shadow sword qi.

With the two canceling out, the zombie bloodline took the upper hand, but the bloodthirsty urge was also briefly suppressed by the pain.

"It seems that the blood of the Zombie Ancestor is exerting its strength, and even the Holy Mother of Yaochi has begun to detonate this drop of blood. That's right, these sword shadows and sword qi are very powerful, and the sword is aimed at the heart, the Holy Mother of Yaochi is afraid that she thinks I want to make trouble, and pull out that drop of heart blood from the body!"

"No! I want to suck blood! This feeling of emptiness, this feeling of hunger is really uncomfortable. Now I really admire the blessing of God and the resurrection of the situation! how they have endured this hunger for sixty years. If it was me, I wouldn't be able to bear it for a day. No wonder they think about how to die all day long, they used to think it was hypocrisy, but now it seems that it is better to be dead than alive. ”

The sword shadow sword qi began a new round of attack, and the pain and bloodthirsty desire once again suppressed reason. In the midst of the sword array, Bai Ming roared in pain like a mad beast.

・・・・・・

The thirteenth time he regained his senses, Bai Ming didn't know how much time had passed, but he only knew that in this phantom sword space, there were three more sword formations.

In the sword formation closest to him, Wei Guohua's figure could be vaguely seen.

Wei Guohua had been wrapped in the shadow of the sword, but he wrapped himself in the solid ice formed by the cold ice solution, and entered a completely frozen state. The illusory sword shadow shuttled through his body, and the intense pain could not be transmitted to his central nervous system at all. Otherwise, he would have died of pain.

As for who was wrapped in the other two sword formations, Bai Tianming couldn't see clearly.

"Strange! Hunger is starting to wane, is evolution almost complete?" Bai Ming diligently probed himself, and found that he did not gain any special abilities other than that his flesh had become tighter and stronger, and seemed to have increased a lot of strength and speed.

"Maybe it's malnourished!" Bai Tianming could only smile bitterly. The only malnourished zombie that can still produce abilities is resurrected, and now there is no one. Anyway, Tianyou has no ability, the three plots, all rely on the hanging, every time you encounter a big war, you will burst into battle, with a passion and love, you can burst out with infinite power.

"But that's fine, if I really want to suck blood, I still feel sick. Bai Tianming was a little lucky, the outbreak of that drop of hard work seems to have passed a stage of high and tide, and now Bai Tianming has been transformed to the stage equivalent to the second generation of green-eyed zombies. Only by completely absorbing that drop of blood and completely controlling the power will it be possible for him to evolve into a zombie true ancestor.

Of course, Bai Tianming didn't know that with his innate conditions, if he wanted to become a zombie true ancestor, it was impossible, but the probability was only one in 100 million. How far is the difference between the Zombie True Ancestor and the rest of the zombies?

Again and again, he went crazy and fell into all kinds of negative emotions. Then he woke up again and again under the collision of two forces.

When Bai Ming came to his senses for the twenty-eighth time, and could use his willpower to suppress his bloodthirsty desires, he found that he could already transform into a zombie's true body, and his whole body was burning with golden-red flames, like a demon crawling out of the flames. The true qi in the body all dissipated, and what was left was the more powerful and mysterious zombie true power.

This force suddenly exploded, and the sword array that wrapped around him was directly opened.

Feeling his tough, even powerful, and somewhat perverted physical strength, Bai Tianming opened his mouth and smiled a little strangely.

At this moment, in the phantom sword space, not counting the one that was broken by the daylight, there were still six sword formations.

Huo Gang, Wei Guohua, Jing, Nuo Li, Zhuang Zhihong, and the Minotaur warriors were all sealed in the sword array, constantly suffering from ten thousand swords. In the Phantom Sword Space, Xu Fan is fighting with the metal monster.

At this moment, Xu Fan is simply the living Buddha, and the powerful Vajra palm blooms in the palm of his hand, pointing out, invisible and phaseless, but communicating calamity, implying waves. It is the unphased robbery finger in Shaolin's peerless school.