After the gray-robed old man summoned four golden-armored zombies, he looked at everyone in the Murong family coldly.

Murong Mengyue's hands were clenched extremely tightly, her nails pierced deep into the flesh, and drops of blood dripped down.

Ling Yue glanced at Murong Mengyue, sighed, and said, "Mengyue, want to save your mother?"

Murong Mengyue's attention was on her mother at this time, and when she heard Ling Yue's words, she came back to her senses, looked at Ling Yue, and said seriously: "Yes!

He owed Murong Mengyue, Ling Yue couldn't help but shake his head, then took a step forward and said to Murong Ancestor: "Senior, I will help you contain the four golden armor zombies, you kill this evil cultivator as soon as possible!"

Murong Old Ancestor's head under the black robe turned around, as if he was looking at Ling Yue, and only nodded halfway through, and said, "How long can you contain it?"

Ling Yue smiled bitterly, if these four golden-armored zombies really had the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage to the Tribulation Period, then they could resist at most ten breaths with one enemy and four enemies.

"I'll resist fifteen breaths at most!" Ling Yue said.

Murong Old Ancestor nodded and said, "Fifteen breaths is enough!"

"Good!"

Ling Yue stopped talking nonsense, took out the dragon scale sword from the space ring, the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the sword body swallowed a circle of silver-white sword rays, the blood-red dragon pattern seemed to come to life, and a silver dragon circled around Ling Yue's body along Ling Yue's arm.

"Linglong, help me!" Ling Yue said to the silver dragon.

Linglong is the name of this sword spirit!

The silver dragon dragon glanced at Ling Yue, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

However, the moon god asked it to protect the toad, then protect it, although he is his sword spirit, but his heart is still loyal to the moon god.

The sword spirit kept comforting himself and making excuses for himself.

Immediately after that, it looked at the four golden-armored zombies, its silver vertical pupils sharpened, and the dragon scale sword began to tremble under the influence of the sword spirit.

Roar~~

A loud dragon roar was deafening, this was a real sound wave, and the sword spirit saw the golden armor zombie, and his eyes became excited.

Dragons and Corpses have always been hostile, both have similar physical performance, and have been fighting since ancient times.

Ling Yue could feel the excitement of the sword spirit at this time, and even had a feeling that he couldn't suppress it, and wanted to break free from his hand and rush to kill.

Ling Yue raised his long sword, his index finger and middle finger together, slashed across the sword body, and said with a smile: "Since you are so excited, then let's do a big job!"

The dragon scale sword hummed, as if in response to Ling Yue, and at the same time, the hovering silver dragon returned to the dragon scale sword, and the sword body immediately rolled up a wave of qi, and one after another fierce sword qi overflowed.

Murong Old Ancestor retreated a little, afraid of being injured by Ling Yue's overflowing sword qi.

Ling Yue's head was windless, and the momentum on his body was constantly increasing, and the light of the dragon scale sword body was getting stronger and stronger.

Although the way of the sword is not the Nine Great Ancient Paths, the intention of attacking is the strongest of all the ways.

Ling Yue learned swords in his early years, although he did not reach the peak, but he also achieved a little success, and he had his own opinions on swords.

With a twist of his wrist, the dragon scale sword was pointing at the ground obliquely, and a thin line was drawn on the ground pointed by the tip of the sword, and countless sword qi overflowed from the thin line.

The sword light of the dragon scale sword began to gradually turn turquoise, and circles of patterns like water waves appeared on the tip of the sword.

This is Mo Xianyu's "Bibo Sword Technique" taught him, and it is also Ling Yue's favorite sword technique in his previous life, before he became a true immortal and controlled the power of the rules, the sword has always been what Ling Yue is best at.

I saw Ling Yue's knees bent slightly, and in the next moment, Ling Yue had already rushed out, and the whole person turned into a sword.

The eyes of the four golden-armored zombies flashed with wisdom, and they raised their pale hands to block them.

Dingdingding......

The wind howled in the Murong family's manor, and Ling Yue's figure walked through the four golden-armored zombies, and the dragon scale sword in his hand slashed at the gold-armored zombies, making a crisp clanging sound, and at the same time, bursting out of brilliant sparks.

In less than a breath, Ling Yue had already swung his sword hundreds of times, and only the afterimage remained in the air.

Suddenly, a golden-armored zombie raised its hand with sharp nails and slashed in the air in front of it, leaving five light white scratches in the air, and a figure also flew out upside down, followed by a flip in the air to stabilize its figure.

However, as soon as Ling Yue stabilized his figure, four figures rushed up, immediately surrounding Ling Yue, blocking all the directions to escape, and at the same time, the four sharp claws had already fallen.

Ling Yue looked at the golden armor zombie and smiled, not panicking, nor dodging.

"Ling Yue! be careful!" Murong Mengyue had been paying attention to Ling Yue, and when she saw Ling Yue in danger, she immediately exclaimed.

The four sharp claws didn't tear Ling Yue apart, they didn't even touch it.

The four golden-armored zombies suddenly stopped, as if frozen, motionless.

Ling Yue didn't see it casually slashing just now, each of his swords landed on the joints of the golden armor zombies, and at the same time, he injected his weak will power and sword intent into it.

At first, you may not be able to see any problems, but with the movement of the golden armor zombie, the sword intent and will power in the joints will burst out, and it is not a momentary explosion, but a continuous explosion.

At this time, there were countless sword intent and willpower raging in the joints of the four golden-armored zombies, making their movements hard in mid-air.

After the battle just now, Ling Yue had some problems, although these four golden-armored zombies had spiritual intelligence, they were not high, and they only retained some consciousness.

They are not real corpse clans, at most they are puppets, and the real corpse clan already has a spiritual intelligence that is not weaker than humans at the sixth order, not like these four, the spiritual intelligence is weak, and even the intelligence of animals is higher than them.

They just acted according to the instructions set by the gray-robed old man, but they didn't think for themselves.

They're puppets, not corpses!

When he heard that it was a golden armor zombie, Ling Yue subconsciously thought of the corpse clan of the fairy world, so he felt that it was tricky, but now the opponent was just a puppet, and it could be said that it was easy to deal with them.

Ling Yue raised the dragon scale sword, and a dazzling cold light appeared on the sword's body, and then landed on a golden-armored zombie, and a string of sparks immediately burst out from the gold-armored zombie's body.

So hard?

Ling Yue raised his eyebrows, raised his long sword and slashed it again, but the result was still the same.

And at the moment when Ling Yue slashed down with a sword, the four golden-armored zombies moved, and they had obviously begun to regain their mobility.

Ling Yue took a deep breath, raised his hand and swiped into the void in front of him, and a crack as black as ink appeared, immediately sucking the four golden-armored zombies into it.

However, at the moment when this golden-armored zombie was about to be devoured, Ling Yue gave birth to an alarm for no reason, and subconsciously used teleportation to dodge.

Bang!

Where Ling Yue was standing just now, there was a large pit seven zhang wide and one finger deep.

And the person who made the shot was Murong Chengfeng, and he was still raising his hand at this time.

Everyone looked at Murong Chengfeng in amazement, not understanding why he suddenly made a move.

Murong Chengfeng ignored everyone, turned his head to look at Murong Chengwu, who was silent after the dinner began, and said, "Third brother, don't do it yet!"

Hands-on?

Murong Chengwu took out a jade plate as black as ink, on which a complex pattern was carved criss-crossed.

When Mu Ying saw this jade plate, his face changed.

"Dark Roulette ?!!"

(End of chapter)