"So strong..."
Feeling the terrifying aura exuded by those corpse spirits, Ye Qing was amazed in his heart.
Those corpse spirits gave him the impression that they were all at the level of the master. Although they were not as powerful as the previous four female corpse spirits, they were not weak either, and they were better in numbers.
Not only that, those corpse spirits seemed to be mindless and numerous in number, but they were not disorganized, but coordinated with each other, which was extremely terrifying.
This is the terrifying thing about Cui Qiuyuan, the coroner. One person is an army.
However, under the siege of so many zombie spirits of the masters, the headless saint seemed to be able to do it with ease. The sword energy, radiance, wind and thunder fell on him and dissipated silently, unable to injure him at all.
On the contrary, it is a headless saint. Every time he takes a step, there is a head of a corpse spirit, missing and mysterious.
In just a moment, dozens of corpse spirits fell down.
However, the headless saint is dead after all. He has no spiritual intelligence and acts only on instinct. His strength is not as good as before when he was alive. Under the siege of many corpse spirits, his resentment gradually becomes weaker and weaker, and his actions become slower and slower.
At this time, while the headless saint was entangled with a corpse spirit, Cui Qiuyuan suddenly appeared behind the headless saint. A green willow branch appeared in his hand and hit the headless saint's back.
The seemingly fragile and harmless willow branch struck the headless saint's back, but it was like a sharp blade striking soft tofu. A wound several inches deep was instantly opened on the headless saint's back.
The green willow branches in Cui Qiuyuan's hands also seemed to be burnt, turning black and yellow.
The headless saint seemed to have been severely injured, and pitch-black blood spattered from the wound. When the corpse spirits around him touched the blood, they felt as if they had fallen into an ink pool, and their whole bodies instantly became extremely dark.
Then, the corpses dissipated piece by piece like burned paper.
Without warning, Cui Qiuyuan got a drop of it on the back of his hand. His entire arm instantly became as black as ink, and it spread rapidly.
After seeing the miserable state of the corpse spirits, Cui Qiuyuan swept back and traced his right shoulder with his parallel fingers. The moment his right arm fell, it floated away.
Not only that, those black blood dripped on the ground, making a loud sound like gold and stone smacking on the ground, and then like ink entering water, quickly smearing, the hard places melted and collapsed silently, and the sky was covered with clouds, which actually covered the red moon. .
In just a moment, a deep pit appeared within a radius of dozens of feet, bottomless.
"very scary……"
Looking at the bottomless pit, I felt
Suffering from the terrifying power escaping from it, Ye Qing swallowed, horrified in his heart.
The dark blood flowing out from the body of the headless saint was filled with the terrifying gloomy death aura and the meaning of annihilation. Even the corpse spirit and Cui Qiuyuan with the strength of the master could not resist those gloomy death auras and meaning of annihilation. Annihilating the earth within a radius of tens of feet shows how terrifying it is.
Although the black blood of the headless saint annihilated all the corpse spirits in an instant and caused huge damage, the aura of the headless saint also withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this time, Cui Qiuyuan reappeared above the pit and looked at the headless saint at the bottom of the pit. He was no longer as calm and calm as before, and his face was ugly.
He really didn't expect that a saint who had fallen for who knows how many years would have such terrifying strength. Not only did he lose all his corpse spirits, but he was also seriously injured.
Most of his strength is concentrated on the corpse spirits. Now that all the corpse spirits have been destroyed, his strength has been greatly reduced, which is very detrimental to his plan to seize the Demon Lord's inheritance.
However, looking at the headless saint at the bottom of the pit, Cui Qiuyuan felt faintly excited and expectant.
The saint in front of me has been dead for who knows how many years, but still has such strength. He must have been extremely powerful during his lifetime. He was definitely not an ordinary saint. Therefore, if he used it as the core and sewn it into a corpse spirit, how powerful would it be?
Grandmaster? Half Saint? Or a saint?
If he could sew a saint corpse spirit, it would greatly enhance his strength, which was also his lifelong dream.
In comparison, the corpse spirit that was broken just now seemed not worth mentioning.
Thinking of this, Cui Qiuyuan couldn't suppress the urgency in his heart. He stretched out his hand and summoned it, and the black coffin appeared above the pit.
Then, the black coffin was turned upside down, with the coffin mouth facing downwards. Countless arms rushed to stretch out from the black coffin. In the process of reaching into the deep pit, those arms were entangled and intertwined, and the palms at the top opened and closed and swayed like a tree. A giant tree full of flowers.
After reaching the bottom of the pit, those hands wrapped around the headless saint from all directions.
Although the headless saint kept struggling, a large number of hands withered and annihilated, but there were too many arms, and only a drop in the bucket was withered and annihilated. Moreover, the headless saint had suffered heavy injuries before, and his strength was greatly damaged. He was unable to break free from those arms and was trapped by those arms. Wrapped and dragged into a black coffin.
After dragging the headless saint into the black coffin, the black coffin fell on the ground aside. Cui Qiuyuan appeared next to the black coffin and pressed it with his hands.
"boom"
With a bang, a coffin
The lid appeared on the black coffin, sealing it tightly.
"Bang bang bang..."
The black coffin trembled violently and banged. As the black coffin trembled, countless mantras appeared on the black coffin, flickering on and off. Faces stood out, wailing and crying.
Cui Qiuyuan's face also seemed to be constantly changing, now male and now female, now old and now young, and his aura was extremely unstable.
Obviously, sealing the headless saint in the black coffin consumes him greatly.
"Woooo..."
In the distance, watching the headless saint being sealed in the black coffin, the little guy struggled violently, his eyes full of anxiety and anger.
"Don't worry, wait a moment..."
Ye Qing comforted the little guy in a low voice. Now he probably guessed the identity of this headless saint. If nothing unexpected happened, this headless saint should be the little guy's first master.
This can also explain why the little guy cares so much about the headless saint, and why the headless saint let him go because of the little guy even though he could kill him.
It is estimated that because the headless saint wanted to enter the Dead Sea, he put the little guy in the fairy spring. He may have planned to take the little guy away after coming out, but he did not expect to die here.
Since he is the little guy's master, he cannot ignore it.
Although the other party is dead, we cannot just watch his body being desecrated.
Of course, although he had made a decision, he was not in a hurry to take action because his opponent was Cui Qiuyuan, the corpse stitcher ranked forty-fourth on the Earth Ranking, and he was only a half-step master, not even a master. Under normal circumstances, let alone fighting with Cui Qiuyuan, he would not even be qualified to let the other party take a look.
But, this is not normal.
Cui Qiuyuan's ranking at the forty-fourth place on the Earth Ranking was mostly due to his ability to control corpse spirits. Now all his corpse spirits have been destroyed, and he himself has also been injured. The loss is serious and his strength is completely gone. One, this is his chance.
Of course, although the opportunity is right in front of you, there is no need to rush.
Because opportunities can also be divided into good and bad.
Even though Cui Qiuyuan's strength has been reduced to ten percent, he is still a master. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. He cannot be careless. If he is not careful, the boat will capsize in the gutter.
Even the ship was destroyed and people died.
Therefore, he had to wait for an opportunity to kill him with one blow;
Waiting for a sure chance.
