Chen Yue was lying on the ground paralyzed, no matter how his consciousness struggled, he could no longer control the movement of his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The clear Divine Sea was dyed black at the same time, and a layer of black ice immediately formed on the surface of the sea, which directly cut off the connection between his divine soul and his body.

"Carving insect skills!" Chen Yue snorted coldly in his heart, and the soul bead slammed into the ice with a flicker.

The sea of gods shook violently, but there was only one more white mark on the ice, and his body twitched.

Nangong Ming stumbled, his face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled like chaff. Seeing that Chen Yue was still lying on the ground like a dead dog, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Chen Yue, Chen Yue, aren't you very good at fighting, stand up! Continue to fight with me! Waste, in front of my Nangong Ming, you will always be a waste!"

Shangguan Yan woke up in shock and scolded angrily: "Nangong Ming, you are despicable!"

"Despicable, are you talking about me?" Nangong Ming was stunned, and his expression became even more hideous.

Shangguan Yan glanced at the mountain and snorted coldly: "Let go of him, you can leave, otherwise I will make a move." As he spoke, he stood up and tried to muster his true spirit.

"You?" Nangong Ming glanced down the mountain, and saw Zhou Qingxuan riding the lava giant in stride, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became weird: "I see that you haven't figured out the situation yet, do you think they can save you?"

The broken monument on the side shook, and silver symbols suddenly lit up on the surface. The black stone also vibrates, and the surface is also lit up with strange silver symbols.

Nangong Ming gritted his teeth and picked up the stone and threw it at the broken monument, laughing and said: "Fight with me, you all have to die today!"

The black stone fell on the broken monument like an eye, just to put together a complete tombstone. The stele is nine feet high, circulates along the circle of moire, and is extremely exquisite. The strange silver symbols just happened to be put together, and suddenly a silver rainbow fell in the air, like a fairy from the Moon Palace scattering a scoop of clear springs, which happened to be poured on the tombstone. A gloomy aura erupted, ten times more powerful than the snake bone whip just now.

Nangong Ming sat on the ground with a sharp stumble, looked at Shangguan Yan again and laughed wildly: "You just said that you would rather go to hell than marry me?" Now let me ask you again, are you willing to go to hell with Chen Yue, or are you willing to marry me......

Shangguan Yan was shocked, only to feel that a cold cold had invaded the bone marrow, and his body couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't move a step......

Zhou Qingyun held a flying sword, like a vigorous civet cat, and rushed to the top of the mountain thirty zhang away, and suddenly saw a silver waterfall falling on the top of the mountain, and the mountain shook accordingly. It seemed that a desolate ancient corpse had awakened in the ground, and bursts of gray smoke suddenly appeared from the grave next to him, and a gloomy aura came to his face, as if to freeze his qi and blood and erode his soul.

He couldn't help but stumble, and had to stop, and the cold light of the flying sword in his hand burst out, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

The spring cicada followed and said in horror: "What's going on!"

"It's the breath of the undead!" Zhou Qingyun said in a trembling voice: "We may be ambushed, you must guard the dantian and your mind, and you must not be invaded by this breath." ”

The spring cicada was startled, raised his hand and waved, the green light in his palm flickered, and a whirlwind rolled up, immediately washing away the gloomy aura around him.

But it's not just the graves around them that are smoking, all the graves on the hills are smoking. The moonlight suddenly dimmed, and after a few breaths it was no longer visible. The surrounding area was cloudy and foggy, and the line of sight gradually became less than two feet. Even if the spring cicada blows away the fog in front of it with spiritual magic, the fog behind it will fill it.

The mountain shook violently, the tombstones toppled over, and the graves collapsed one after another. There was obviously no wind around, but there was a terrible whistling in my ears, which was terrifying. The two stood back to back, their hands and feet trembling.

After a few moments, the earthquake finally stopped, and the surroundings were already confused. Chun Cicada asked in a trembling voice, "Do we continue to save Senior Brother Chen, or go back first." ”

Zhou Qingyun's cheeks twitched slightly, swallowed his saliva and said: "I saw him just now, there are still about twenty or thirty zhang away, save people first, and then talk about ......" Before the words fell, the "Ice Spirit Sword" suddenly flew out of his hand.

The sword light flashed into the feet of the two people, and a piece of hand bone was cut off.

The two of them jumped away in shock, only to see the earth churn, another hand bone sticking out, and then a gray skeleton struggled to get up. The dirt around was still churning, and there was apparently more than one skeleton.

"This ......" Where has the spring cicada seen this, and his teeth trembled with fright.

Qingyun was also taken aback, but how many years older was in the end, and then shouted: "Stand on the stele!" As he spoke, he jumped on a five-foot-long tombstone, pinched out the sword trick with his left hand, and pointed at the bones that were struggling to be unearthed with his right hand, and shouted: "Cut!"

The Ice Spirit Sword shone brightly, and with a stirring of the situation, it immediately cut the skeleton into several pieces.

"Ga-" The white bone skull monster bounced out of the dirt with a scream, and two points of ghostly light in its eye sockets jumped, heading straight for Qingyun to bite.

"Be careful!" the spring cicada exclaimed, and with a backhand slash, a foot-long cyan wind blade slashed down, and the skull split in half with a "click", and a ghostly fire in the skull flashed away, disappearing into the depths of the dense fog.

"It's the undead...... Zhou Qingyun said in shock: "I'm afraid this tomb mountain is not a good place...... Let's go and save people first!"

There was movement all around, gasps came and went, and more undead were waking up. The two glanced at each other, unfolded their bodies and continued to rush to the top of the mountain.

After the earthquake, the mountains were in shambles. The vision ahead was unclear, and the two didn't dare to run too fast. didn't run out of ten zhang, and suddenly heard a person on the side shouting: "Two little friends walk slowly, Zhao comes to teach!" A figure flew over, and a flash blocked the two of them, and it was Zhao Feiyan, a lonely Hong for thousands of miles.

He saw the short sword in Zhou Qingyun's hand, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to swing out a soft whip. The braids swept through the air, bringing a hissing sound like a crack, and it went straight to Zhou Qingyun.

"Be careful!" the spring cicada shouted, raising his hand and waving a light green wind blade

Zhou Qingyun frowned, and there was a burst of annoyance in his heart: "This kind of third-rate martial artist dares to come out to block the way, and wants to snatch my flying sword, do you really think that I am young and can be bullied?"

The wind blade came in an instant, and Zhao Feiyan retreated sideways. Fortunately, he did it lightly and was unscathed.

"Spiritual magic is nothing more than that, this sword Zhao wants it!" he laughed, hovered in the air, and a soft whip swung out to break the wind, but the three-zhang long whip was only two zhang.

"If you want my flying sword, you have to exchange your life!" Zhou Qingyun shouted angrily, and danced the short sword straight towards Zhao Feiyan.

"Puff puff puff ......" The soft whip was stained with sword light, and then turned into a flying spiral.

"Huh?" Zhao Feiyan was stunned for a moment, and was about to stretch his body and retreat.

Zhou Qingyun followed him like a shadow, the sword light slashed horizontally, only to hear a "stabbing" sound, and his flowing white clothes turned into pieces of rags in a blink of an eye. The blade swept past him like an ice blade scraping flesh and bones. Let him be famous in the rivers and lakes, and his light skills are known as "thousands of miles of solitude", but at this time, he is also tied up and cannot be used.

Zhou Qingyun's sword is so fierce that he has only seen it in his life. And with such a fierce sword technique, his body technique was not slower than him at all. Only then did he realize that he had misjudged the situation, and the strength of the disciples of the Hidden Sect could not be measured by age, so he hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoyou, stop, Zhao admits defeat, let's leave!"

In the rivers and lakes, if a master like him Zhao Feiyan takes the initiative to admit defeat, the other party will generally not continue to move. They all came out to mix, of course they had to give each other face, who didn't have relatives and friends......

Where did Zhou Qingyun know which way he Zhao Feiyan was a thief, snorted coldly, and the sword light was long, and a sword slashed down like a galaxy.

Zhao Feiyan saw the cold light in the sky sprinkled on his head, the sword edge did not stop, and a cold air had penetrated his brain.

The sword light swept over, and Zhao Feiyan had turned into a dark blue ice sculpture. The ice sculpture cracked from the top of his head again, shattered inch by inch, and turned into a pile of ice slag in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Feiyan, a lonely man for thousands of miles, fell from there.

Zhou Qingyun took a breath and was about to continue his journey when a fishy wind rushed towards him.

"Be careful!" the spring cicada shouted, raising his hand and slashing out with a wind blade.

Zhou Qingyun reacted, and saw a fishy wind rushing straight to the spring cicada, and sacrificed the flying sword again.

The wind blade slashed into the thick fog and exploded, only to see a white-clothed woman with a ghostly light in her eyes burst, revealing a silver skin, which was a silver corpse.

On the other side, the flying swords were everywhere, and only the sound of "bells" was heard like a symphony of gold and iron. The fog lifted, and there was another silver corpse. The two silver corpse monsters screamed, and their eyes suddenly turned red when they stared at them, and then turned into two whirlwinds.

The two were startled and spread out to dodge. The spring cicada's hands flashed blue, and they retreated sharply in the wind. The Dao Dao Wind Blade slashed at the silver corpse, leaving only a slight scratch. And the silver corpse inhaled a breath of gray gas, and the scars quickly recovered.

Zhou Qingyun danced the flying sword and fought hard with the silver corpse, and the sword light was three feet long, slashing on the arms of the silver corpse with a thudding sound. The flying sword, which was as sharp as clay, could only leave a shallow scratch on the silver corpse, and it healed as if it were breathing.

The silver corpse grabbed and pounced, although it was unorganized, but it was not afraid of death. After a few moves, Zhou Qingyun was beaten back again and again. After a moment's whirlwind, the two silver corpses became more and more violent.

Where have the two of them seen such a strong enemy, and their strength is suddenly only eight points. Chun Cicada has no experience in facing the enemy, and his strength can't even play six points, and he even has a distress move for a while, and his snow-white robe was caught in tatters in a blink of an eye, revealing a green rattan armor.

Suddenly, the gray mist rolled, and it seemed that someone was coming again, only to hear a pleasant female voice calling: "Senior Brother Gu, don't panic, we are here!" A shadow flew over.

Chunyan danced a pair of black and gold short blades, and the "bell" slashed behind the silver corpse twice, only to see a flash of sparks, leaving only a shallow knife mark.

Her hands were shaken away, and the silver corpse was furious, and her backhand was grabbed.

Chunyan was taken aback, and crossed his knives to parry. There was another "bell" on the ground, sparks burst out, her arms were numb, and her feet staggered.

"Senior sister, be careful, this silver corpse is the body of the 'king', and it is extremely powerful!" Chun Cicada greeted, his hands were divided together, and a three-foot-long cyan wind blade condensed out and slashed horizontally at the waist of the silver corpse.

With a "boom", the spiritual power exploded, the silver corpse staggered, the skin on the waist opened, and a trace of gray gas poured out. The silver corpse was furious, and the strange roar pounced on the spring cicada again.