Before the figure arrived, the thunder moved first, and the black thunder bloomed in an instant.

Mo Chen's spiritual power surged, and his momentum suddenly went out, and those human realm monks in the field didn't even need Mo Chen's hands, they were suppressed by the power of heaven and earth and couldn't even stand on their feet, and they all fell to the ground, looking terrified.

But the Shou family has a deep heritage, how could the Wanshou Jubao Building be so heavy and unguarded, and in an instant, more than a dozen black-robed people rushed out from all corners.

The body is swift and unaffected, and they are obviously all good hands in the soul refining realm.

Even though the black-robed man was as fast as the wind, Mo Chen was faster, flying and jumping, volleying high, thunder wrapped around the sword body, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shou Linglong.

Shou Linglong's face showed disdain, and suddenly raised his hand, and a white spiritual light whirled and rotated, turning into a sharp-toothed light wheel, facing the tip of the cold sword.

With a "ding" sound, the light wheel hit the tip of the sword, and in an instant, it completely collapsed and turned into a flood of spiritual light, but the thunder did not stop at all.

"Huh!?" Shou Linglong was surprised, calmly retreated, and after dodging the lightning strike, he concentrated.

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Chen had already rushed to the front of the stage and grabbed the flames.

Only then did the black-robed people step on one after another, their eyes flashing red, their hands claw-shaped, and a pale corpse was lifted out of the void, some with hideous faces, teeth and claws, some with only the upper body left, wriggling wildly on the ground, and the leader of the corpse was wearing rusty iron armor, swinging his sword and dancing.

The art of corpse control!

But what puzzled Mo Chen was that the limbs of these corpses were so discordant, almost all of them were a combination of one large and one small, and even some of the corpses were huge, but their heads were small and pitiful, as if they had some strange disease.

Mo Chen looked around, the situation in front of him was extremely unfavorable, but his tone was light: "Your business is too big. ”

Shou Linglong didn't answer, and her eyes flowed: "It's the little brother who is too wide, right?" but ......" stared at the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow with a greedy look: "It's really a peerless sword!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she shook her hand slightly, and a white shining dagger suddenly burst out, heading straight for the ink dust front door.

Mo Chen was frightened, and just wanted to turn around to dodge, but in an instant, another cold light flashed, accompanied by the aroma of blue and musk, blocking the attacking dagger.

At the same time, three more figures stepped on, and they separated in front of Mo Chen.

"Formation!" Xu Lao shouted, and the two sons of the wind and rain moved when they heard the sound, and the three of them each stepped forward five steps, seemingly chaotic, but they protected the ink dust in the center.

"Xu Shishi, don't work for this thief anymore, the master of the Shou family will get justice for you!" shouted a monk wearing a feather crown in the audience.

"Yes, this thief has been trapped here, he is dead today, the two sons of wind and rain and the little girl, you should withdraw quickly, don't make senseless sacrifices. Everyone on the side said.

There was a sound of persuasion in the audience, Lin Feng was annoyed when he heard it, and just wanted to open his mouth to scold, but Mo Chen suddenly clapped his hands and said proudly: "Well done, my companion has been watching Lin Yunyan, if I make any mistakes, you know the consequences." ”

"Despicable!"

"Shameless fanatic!"

"People like you should be refined into zombies alive, and there will be no peace forever!"

Listening to these insulting words, Lin Feng was extremely depressed, and wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but Xuanyuan Wenying pulled his clothes again.

Xuanyuan Wenying shook her head slowly, she knew Mo Chen's hard work.

The monk of the Shou family was already a little impatient, and with a wave of his hand, the zombie heard the wind and rushed towards Mochen with a roar.

Mo Chen sneered, pushed away the people around him with one palm, rushed into the corpse group with his sword, and shouted angrily: "Dead things like puppets, why be afraid!"

The sword light is like a rainbow, and the figure is like a stream, killing flesh and blood, and shattering corpses everywhere.

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Mo Chen in horror.

I can't believe that such a simple teenager has such a wild killing intent.

Of course, the Shou family's corpse control techniques are not limited to these doorways, and several black-robed people chanted in their mouths, and all kinds of magic seals kept forming in their hands.

As the sound became louder and louder, the original broken corpses were put together again, and there were even dozens of corpses digging through the ground under their feet and rushing out of the ground.

Only then did Ink Dust understand why the limbs of the corpse were so strange, it turned out that each part of the zombie was from a different corpse!

There was a chill all over his body, no wonder there were not many people who were willing to cooperate with the Shou family, it was too evil.

Shou Linglong stood in the middle of many black-robed people, still smiling with a flattering face, but her words were indeed extremely cold: "Little brother, if you surrender now, I can still show mercy and refine you into a zombie, and your soul will never enter reincarnation and enjoy the blessings of eternal life, haha!"

"Hmph!" Mo Chen snorted coldly, and a violent thunderbolt condensed from the nine skies, smashing the roof of the Wanshou Treasure Building and hitting the ground.

In an instant, several corpses turned into charred ashes, but the speed of Mochen's fight was still half a minute slower than the speed at which the Shou family summoned zombies.

Seeing that there were more and more corpses in the field, the ink dust was almost submerged by the sea of corpses, and the three members of the Lin family were weak in strength, and they were completely restrained by zombies at this time.

Xuanyuan Wen Ying's eyes turned cold, gritted his teeth, took out a gray pill full of potholes from the Nahuan, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"What are you doing!" This scene happened to be seen by Mo Chen in the fight, but it was too late to stop it.

The next moment, an earth-shattering momentum burst out from Xuanyuan Wenying's body, her long sword swung out, and the majestic sword qi swept around with a frost mark, and the sword qi reached it, and the corpses were like falling into an ice cave, and the limbs that were already extremely sluggish were even stiffer, almost frozen in place.

"Condensation!" Xuanyuan Wenying spit out a word, leading the sword to the sky, like a frost sword qi straight to the dome, a whirlwind rose from the ground, the temperature around him plummeted, and the water vapor in the air quickly condensed, turning into ice particles and snow hail, with Xuanyuan Wenying as the center of the wild flying and rolling.

"Kill!" Xuanyuan Wen Enying pointed his sword, and the ice and snow in the air condensed into countless small swords, enveloping the wind and shooting out like raindrops.

The sound of smashing and crashing was loud, and within the reach of the ice sword, the monks of the Shou family either condensed their blood and qi and paralyzed their bodies, or pierced their skin, and their blood flowed for a long time.

The leader hurriedly protected Shou Linglong's body, and with a wave of his hand, a zombie flew into the air, crackling with a crisp sound like popping beans, suddenly expanding, and using his body as a shield to block the ice sword that was shooting.

The ice cube hit the zombie, and it made a clear and more roaring.

Xuanyuan smelled the cherry blossoms like crazy, the long sword pointed at the sky and the earth, and the long hair danced wildly in the wind, like a god of ice and snow death.

The light of the long sword spurted thin, and Xuanyuan Wenying's mana was also increased to the extreme, the wind was stronger, the snow was more urgent, and the ice sword condensed faster, hundreds and thousands, and came again.

Countless zombies were overwhelmed and retreated, almost completely wiped out.

But at this moment, the wind stopped, the blood stopped, and there was a plop, Xuanyuan heard the cherry blossom sword on the ground, knelt down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a face was white and clear, and there was no blood at all.

"Damn, it's almost ......" Xuanyuan Wen Sakura languished, his whole body trembled, obviously exceeding his limit.

At the same time, Shou Linglong shouted, and in an instant, the ground was full of brilliance, and a magic circle poured out, followed by the flames, the fireworks gathered, and the entire Wanshou Treasure Building completely collapsed.

A huge shield enveloped everyone in the audience, and Shou Linglong's voice sounded: "You honored guests are not more panicked, just wait for a while." ”

In an instant, a huge figure appeared in the void, and as the light and flame flowed, the figure became clearer and clearer.

It was covered in golden armor, with a hideous face, more than two feet tall and seven feet wide, stretching out a huge palm the size of a pu fan, and letting out a roar that shook the mountains and rivers.

Xuanyuan Wenying was stunned for a moment: "What is this?"