Chapter Ninety-Eight: King Lingding

"Damn!" Gray Shadow Su Lao glared at Fang Yang fiercely, eager to dismantle it and scatter his bones and ashes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Yang turned a blind eye to the hatred of the Spirit Ghost Clan Cultivator and the Gray Shadow Elder here, smiled at Liu Mei'er with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a flicker of his body, he broke into the battlefield and came to Liu Mei'er.

"Fang Daoyou, this old man is the goal of our trip, that treasure. Liu Mei'er didn't know that Fang Yang had already understood all this, and she knew the sound of the word.

Fang Yang nodded slightly, in response.

Then, Fang Yang moved, and when he boarded, the corpse slave honestly handed over the storage bag.

But he was taken away by Fang Yang and all the spirit runes given by the mountain lord.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The power exerted by these many spirit runes, in Fang Yang's hands, was much greater than in the hands of the corpse slaves, and even much stronger than those used by Liu Mei'er.

Liu Meier's eyes showed admiration.

"Hum ......" Fang Yang moved again and gave the order.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the corpse slave sacrificed a scimitar.

This scimitar is exactly what the strange coffin is turned into, it is very good, although it is not in the flow of magic weapons, but it is also extremely sharp, changing in mid-air, and the turn is treacherous.

All magical creatures, slashed by this scimitar, are contaminated with the aura of ashes and cease to exist.

This disgraced qi is the corpse qi.

Not only that, but between the waves of the corpse slave's hand, there are also some corpse spirit techniques emanating, which also have extraordinary power.

As for Fang Yang himself, he didn't use any more sharp spells.

Although he wants to help Xinglin Waterfall and seek to win the green wood tripod, at the same time, he also has to take into account the spirit and ghost clan. He was already injured in the Yuan Shen, and if his combat strength was reduced by thirty percent, he would have a very small chance of winning if he faced any of the eight masters of the Spirit Ghost Clan. If so, it is natural to hide it even more.

Once the master of the Spirit Ghost Clan knows many methods, if he has a calculating mind, he will almost definitely die!

Before the last moment of the poor dagger, this is all he can do.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There are more than a dozen masters in the gray shadow house, and they are not left behind for a while.

This point made Fang Yang feel emotional.

This gray shadow elder, in the final analysis, is just a artifact, can rely on his own strength, with the old age-level combat power, fierce and unprovoked, it really lives up to the name of the treasure.

It is no wonder that such beings as mountain lords are determined to obtain them.

"But I don't know, are the inheritance treasures in the other inheritance caves also so fierce?" Inexplicably, Fang Yang had a strong interest in these many inheritance treasures.

Although the inheritance cave he broke into did not have the treasure of inheritance, there were still several earth inheritance caves. And from the green ghost and ghoul, he has already obtained the method of exiting the inheritance cave and breaking into other inheritance caves.

The fierce battle of "boom ......" continues.

More than a dozen masters fought fiercely.

Except for the corpse slave and Liu Mei'er, any master at least has the combat power above the foundation of the mortal vein.

And the Gray Shadow Elder, that is, the Treasure Weapon Spirit of Inheritance, has even more elder-level combat power, which is not inferior to the Mortal Vein Golden Pill!

A war of this scale is rare in the Beishan League.

One by one, the real fire is played, and naturally there is a scene of earth-shaking and dim sky.

I don't know how this inheritance cave is built, and it can withstand such violent destruction fluctuations.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The battle is getting more and more intense.

Originally, the Gray Shadow Elder fought with more than ten masters, and he was able to maintain a draw. However, due to Fang Yang's addition and the outbreak of the corpse slave's combat power, the battlefield situation gradually became unbalanced and tilted towards Fang Yang's side.

This sign is becoming more and more obvious.

The old man of the Gray Shadow has a hideous face.

"Damn, you ants, two-legged ugly reptiles, dare to offend the great Lingding King, all of them deserve to die!

The roar of the Inheritance Treasure entered the ears, and all the cultivators sneered.

Just a piece of artifact, but also dare to claim to be the king of Lingding?

I don't know if I'm alive or dead!

But at this point, all the cultivators also became solemn, one by two, all of them knew this treasure of inheritance, but they were afraid that they were going to make a big move.

The veteran-level combat power is desperate, but it's not a joke.

Rao is that they are all beyond the mortal veins and their cultivation is extraordinary, but when they are hit by the old level, they are all dead and alive.

At this moment, although more than ten masters belong to two camps, they all choose ...... A more furious attack.

"Boom!"

All kinds of sharp spiritual techniques and tricks were bombarded out.

They tried to stop the Inheritance Treasure, the so-called Lingding King, from breaking out the ultimate. This is also the most effective way, if it is a passive defense, it may seem more secure, but it is not.

As long as this Lingding King aimed his big move at one or two of the more than ten masters, then these two masters would almost definitely die.

The elder-level blow broke out, and it was not easy to deal with!

The fall of one or two masters seems to have no impact on the overall situation, but in fact, it is the opposite.

In the past, more than a dozen masters fought against this Lingding King, but they were all only draws, and the reason why they later occupied the absolute upper hand was precisely because of the addition of Fang Yang, a master.

A master can break the balance.

If two masters fall, then ......

Not to mention whether they could suppress the Lingding King, they even doubted whether they could escape from the Lingding King's butcher's knife.

But......

Although the cultivators have made the most correct choice, all of this seems to be of no use.

"Buzzing ......" Around the Lingding King, countless ripples fluctuated, as if they had turned into a real spiritual sea. In it, there are dragons and snakes fighting, and evil beasts fighting.

The attack of the cultivators blasted into it.

The spiritual sea only shook violently, and did not explode.

And behind the spiritual sea, there was a terrifying qi that was gradually rising.

"Quick, join forces to break this defense, we can't wait any longer. The cultivator of the Spirit Ghost Clan, who had cultivated the "Corpse Formula", shouted angrily, took the lead, and rushed towards the Spirit Sea.

And its physical movements are also very simple, just a simple fist clenched and smashed out.

All the previous visions and spells are gone.

However, this punch greatly increased the sense of crisis in Fang Yang's heart.

"Boom!" This spirit ghost clan cultivator smashed out with a punch, and an amazing scene appeared.

The right fist he smashed out turned out to be flesh and blood in an instant.

Strands of flesh and bones instantly began from the fingertips of his right fist and grew upward.

Flesh and blood, for the human race, the demon race, etc., is very common, because it is already there, there is really nothing to make a fuss about. However, the Spirits are different.

The Spirits and Ghosts, before they were cultivated and built a foundation, only existed in a virtual body similar to the primordial gods, but the higher the realm, the more condensed this virtual body became. But only after being promoted to build a foundation will the flesh and blood be truly derived, which looks no different from other races.

This one, although he has cultivated the "Corpse Formula" and is also a master of the Ten Heavens of Qi Refining, has definitely not rushed into the ranks of the foundation of human connections.

Then, with one punch, he condensed the flesh and blood, which almost meant ......

This punch has ...... The power of connections!