The old corpse's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, the reason why he did not directly kill other monks was because he sensed an aura on this body that made him jealous, and the most important point was that this aura he felt extremely familiar, as if he had seen it a long time ago, but even so, he would not let it go today. If this person had the strength to compete with him, how could he let go of the temptation to flee with all his might, obviously the person in front of him was bluffing......

Or if there is an unspeakable distress, he killed it, devoured the flesh and blood primordial god, searched its memory, and maybe found the reason why the aura on this person's body made him feel familiar Thinking of this, the old corpse's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He had been carefully observing the changes in the old corpse's expression, and at this moment, there was a flash of murder in his eyes, and he did not escape his sight, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and drank in a low voice, "Body, borrow my pure yang power." ”

Before the roar fell, a mighty coercion suddenly penetrated the endless space and descended, blending into the body With this coercion merging, it seemed that there was another powerful will instead of dominating the physical body, and at the same time, the aura coercion emanating from its body soared to the half-step god level in one fell swoop with an astonishing degree of madness, and countless purple divine lights suddenly erupted from its body, soaking half of the sky behind it, revealing a noble and incomparable aura.

The old corpse's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes revealed a murderous aura...... It's the enemy!

Although he couldn't remember the purple master