The number of Corpse Emperors in the Ancient Xuan Domain Immortal Cultivation Realm can definitely be counted with five fingers, just like a real dragon, they are all masters standing at the top, at least equivalent to the realm of the Eighth River of the Dharma Master, if it is not really disguised by a corpse emperor, it will be difficult for Guo Yi to escape even if he wants to escape today.

After Buhua heard Guo Yi's words, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his pupils, but he still didn't change his face, and smiled indifferently: "I suddenly changed my mind, I don't want to kill you today, I plan to make you a stone for me to test the waters, and help me enter the heart hall to explore the way." ”

Guo Yi said: "Do you think I will go?"

"If you don't go, then I'll throw you in. Buhua still completely moved the killing machine, the momentum on his body was rising, scattering the sea of clouds below, and a roaring wind blew from the sky, like a tornado pressing on Guo Yi's head, trying to trap Guo Yi in it.

This chaotic wind came too quickly, Guo Yi was swept up before he could react, his body seemed to be trapped by a rope, and a pulling force was immediately blessed on his body, making him involuntarily pull towards Buhua.

The monk smiled, like a handsome smiling Buddha, gently deep palm, towards Guo Yi in the wind, wanting to pinch Guo Yi's neck. But at this moment, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he quickly withdrew his palm, but it was still half a minute late, and the Burial Heaven Sword left a deep blood mark on his wrist, if it weren't for the fact that he had retracted his palm even if he found that something was wrong, his hand would have been cut off by Guo Yi.

"How dare you lie to me, I want you dead. ”

The white lotus of the Buddha lamp above the head of the monk suddenly turned hundreds of meters high, and the white lotus flower quickly bloomed, and then wrapped Guo Yi inside. This white lotus was picked by the monk Buhua on an isolated island in the nine seas of Beiming, it is a different species cultivated by ancient times, and it is the first magic weapon on his body, and he has used this white lotus to kill countless people whose cultivation is higher than him.

Although the white lotus was closed, but there was still a bright Buddha light inside, the monk was quite confident in the white lotus, with a cold smile on his face, he held the white lotus in the palm of his hand, and then flew towards the Luoxin Peak.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the white lotus trembled violently in Buhua's hand, making a deafening loud sound, shaking Buhua's palm numb. Buhua's face changed, and his five fingers hit five Buddha patterns at the same time, wanting to ban the white lotus, but at the same time as he played the Buddha patterns, a loud noise came from the white lotus again, and a crack broke out.

"Boom!"

When the third loud sound sounded, Guo Yi smashed the white lotus into pieces with the Ghost Fire Order, and then rushed up, holding the Ghost Fire Order and hitting the top of Buhua's head with his backhand.

The Ghost Fire Order weighed 3.3 million catties, coupled with Guo Yi's own strength, how could the monk dare to greet him, and hurriedly dodged two steps to the side, and then quickly played the move of a thousand hands. There were still seven or eight hundred palm prints, but in front of the Ghost Fire Order, these palm prints were as if they were made of paper, and they were shattered in an instant, and the Ghost Fire Order still hit Buhua's chest, and then threw his body out and collapsed a large temple.

"Roar!"

Monk Buhua roared and rushed up from the broken ruins, his chest dented by the Ghost Fire Order, his ribs were almost completely extended, and his white Buddha clothes were completely dyed with blood.

"Look for death. ”

A long black corpse hair suddenly grew on the bald head of the monk, his eyes turned red, and a foot-long sharp nail grew on his fingers, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

Guo Yi's face changed, he never felt the breathless breath of the necromancer on the monk's body, this breath was too powerful, Guo Yi felt that as long as he stomped his foot lightly, the entire Luoxin Peak would turn into smoke and dust.

Sure enough, it was a corpse emperor, and Buhua's body had undergone a corpse transformation, and his face was no longer so handsome, but hideous and fearful.

The opponent is too strong, Guo Yi is not an honest man who can't win and has to hold on, since he can't win, then run away first! Although Guo Yi had the intention of retreating, but he didn't spend the monk but didn't give him this opportunity, the speed of the monk without spending was at least three times, and he had just stepped in front of Guo Yi, he no longer planned to hide his strength, and planned to completely wipe out Guo Yi.

Guo Yi has always paid attention to the breath on Buhua's body, and when Buhua just moved, he had already raised the ghost fire order, but when he knocked down the ghost fire order, Buhua had already knocked out the ghost fire order of 3.3 million catties.

Guo Yihu's mouth was suddenly cracked open, and his five fingers were numb from the shock, as if the finger bones were broken.

"With such a lot of strength, the Corpse Emperor really deserves to be the existence with the most powerful physical strength among the immortal cultivators. Guo Yi's mind just flashed this thought, and he was about to gather his strength to make a move against Buhua, but the monk Buhua's fist hit Guo Yi's chest again between the lightning and flint, directly blurring the flesh and blood on Guo Yi's chest, and then threw it out like a kite with a broken string.

Guo Yi's physical strength is very perverted, even if he is a master of the Sixth River, it is difficult to hurt him, but it almost killed him without spending this punch, and the speed of this punch is even faster, and it can't be captured with his eyes at all, Guo Yi feels that Buhua's strength is even stronger than that of the Daoless True Dragon King.

"Bang!"

Guo Yi slammed on the ground, the Ghost Fire Order was inserted by his side at this time, he quickly turned over, held the Ghost Fire Order tightly in his hand, looked at Buhua after the corpse transformation vigilantly, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, but still smiled: "The strength of the Corpse Emperor is really extraordinary, I suddenly feel that we can still cooperate...... Ahem!"

"Hmph, no one has ever been able to hurt me, you're the first. So you must die, it's too late to beg for mercy now. "It didn't take to kick Guo Yi again, the sharp nails on his hands were like five swords falling from the sky, and the strength of the killing machine could pierce the void.

Guo Yi's speed is not as good as Buhua, his cultivation is several levels apart, and his strength is also a big difference, it can be said that the monk of Buhua restrains Guo Yi on almost every side, Guo Yi's strengths are stronger than Guo Yi, and Guo Yi's weakness is also stronger than Guo Yi, it is simply born specifically to restrain Guo Yi.

This guy is too perverted, he is by no means his opponent today, it is extremely difficult to get out of his voice, Guo Yi's brain turned rapidly, and his eyes suddenly glanced at the Luoxin Hall that was covered by a golden bell not far away.

"This may be my only way to survive today, I hope that the spirit of Master Luoxin in the sky can bless me to escape today's catastrophe, and I will definitely be a monk dedicated to the Buddha in the future...... Forget it, it's better to be a temporary monk!"

Guo Yi already had a plan in his heart, and a spirit flew out of his eyebrows and fell into the ghost fire order, and then activated the ghost crow in the ghost fire order, and then the fairy river in his immortal gate quickly flew out, and then merged into the body of the jackdaw.

"Karma!"

A black ghost crow flapped its wings and rushed out of the ghost fire order, opening its sharp crow beak to peck at the monk Buhua, its mouth carried a large area of miserable green ghost fire, which can incinerate everything in the world, even the body of the corpse emperor is in danger of being damaged.

Although Buhua was strong, he was also shocked by the ghost fire in the mouth of the ghost crow for a while, and then took three steps back, and said in his heart, it was actually the spirit fire of the ghost, could it be that this kid was actually a person from the White Bone Mountain? Hmph! Even so, the real master of the White Bone Mountain is only the Huangquan Ghost King, this old ghost can't easily leave the Nanling Ghost Domain, even if he kills this kid, it is not a big deal.

The strength of the ghost crow is comparable to that of the Lord of the Sixth River, and it is already a rare master in the immortal cultivation world, but it is still a little weaker compared to a corpse emperor. Guo Yi didn't think that the ghost crow could really compete with Buhua, because he just wanted to use the power of the ghost crow to contain Buhua, so that he could smoothly approach the Luoxin Palace.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, as Guo Yi expected, the ghost crow was quickly shattered by Buhua, and then turned into a trace of imprint and flew back to the ghost fire order, and the broken immortal river also flew back to Guo Yi's immortal gate, although it was re-condensed, but Guo Yi's vitality was hurt even more.

Guo Yi glanced at Buhua coldly, and then said: "Today's grudge is settled, there is a kind of telling your true name, and we will settle accounts after the autumn in the future." ”

Buhua said solemnly: "Today, ** will definitely die in my hands, even if you tell you, it doesn't matter, the deity is called, don't spend." ”

Guo Yi was slightly stunned, surprised: "You are definitely a corpse emperor, it can't be a monk?"

"Who told you that the corpse emperor can't be a monk, women can become Buddhas, why can't ancient corpses become Buddhas, your state of mind cultivation is too low. Monk Buhua said disdainfully, as if he was really a holy monk who was dedicated to Buddha, but the blood of his hand destroyed this holiness.

If I don't die today, you'll die the next time we meet. After Guo Yi said this, the Burial Heaven Sword had already secretly broken the golden bell, and his body immediately flew outside the door of the Falling Heart Hall.

Guo Yi this is the second time to push open the door of the main hall of the heart, but the last time was in the daytime, now it is at night, the door has just been opened, and a series of footsteps suddenly sounded inside, as if someone was walking quickly inside, and then Guo Yi's ears sounded a series of deafening chanting sounds, this voice sometimes looks like a woman, sometimes like an old monk, sometimes like thousands of people chanting Buddha at the same time.

The sound of the Buddha inside seems a little ethereal, some seem to come from hundreds of millions of miles away, and some seem to be the echoes left by the ancients, anyway, when the sound of the Buddha sounded, Guo Yi had already stepped in.

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