Chapter 57 Capturing the Silver Corpse

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Zhou Suifan felt alienated at this moment.

But he couldn't do anything with these two people.

He can't beat him, and he can't beat the person behind him.

"Xuanluo! Let's go."

Zhou Suifan could only leave with his apprentice.

Zhao Xuanluo did not follow immediately, but said.

"Master, please go forward first, we have something to talk about."

Zhou Suifan:…………

Looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, four people walking together, it turns out that I am redundant.

After Zhou Suifan walked away, he originally wanted to eavesdrop, but was cut off by Lao Li Tou with his sword energy.

Zhao Xuanluo asked: "Xiao Zifeng, what are you going to do about the fact that you are wanted by the Zhengyi League?

I still believe in your strength, but the problem is that when you are walking in the world, you can't always be slowed down by those who are chasing you, right?

How about we help you spread the word that you are the "Sword God's Disciple"?

If the Zhengyi League gets this news, they will probably cancel the reward. "

Lao Li shook his head.

"This only solves a small trouble. If the news spreads and people are attracted here, they will not be those from the lower three realms. This will cause him even greater trouble."

Nowadays, the name of the Sword God is the best in the world. Who doesn't want to see it? He will even be coveted by some people with ulterior motives.

If this name were released to find Xiao Zifeng, they would probably be swordsman level figures, even if they were close, they would be masters of the third or fourth realms.

Even if Xiao Zifeng has many tricks, he will inevitably fall into trouble if he calculates mentally but not intentionally.

Then Lao Litou took out a small box.

"There are four human skin masks here that you can use first. I will help you deal with them from the Zhengyi League. When the time comes, I will say that you are my apprentice, and the Zhengyi League will give you this face."

Compared with the name of the Sword God, a Sword Immortal as the background can not only act as a deterrent, but will not attract too many people's prying eyes.

Xiao Zifeng felt that it was a bit unreliable. Old Li Tou liked to play high-end games. Who knows if he had provoked any enemies before?

And now I have to challenge various sword masters...

Xiao Zifeng: "Are you sure it will be safer for me to give you your name? I'm afraid that a lot of enemies will pop up and come to trouble me. Now you still have to challenge various sword masters, fearing that you will be killed by them with a backhand."

Old Li Tou said calmly: "No, the person who had a grudge against me was killed by me when he was young, and there is no way he can survive until now.

Sword fairies compete with each other. It is a competition between swordsmen. Generally, there will be no enmity. Even if you want to win back, you will only come to me and not to you. People still want to save face. "

What else can I say? Lao Litou is so domineering!

Xiao Zifeng originally wanted to wait for his strength to improve again, and then go to the Zhengyi League to give them a little shock.

Now it seems that Lao Litou's method is better, so let him do it.

After the explanation, the three of them separated.

Old Li Tou directly flew into the air and flew out.

Zhou Suifan took Zhao Xuanluo and left on horseback.

Xiao Zifeng could only walk first. He had no chance to learn to ride a horse in his previous life or in this life.

As for the Wooden Suzaku, it cannot be released in this place. Although it is outside the imperial capital, people will see it if it is not kept intact, and it will have to go more remote to release it.

A mountain of corpses makes me happy just thinking about it.

If this wave is completed and we find a place to break through, we might be able to break through directly to the first level.

It may even go beyond the first realm, although Lao Li Tou and the others never said that there is a realm above the first realm.

Xiao Zifeng guessed that there should be some. He felt that one realm should not be the limit of cultivation.

Everything is developing and moving forward, and so is spiritual practice.

Others think that one realm may be the limit. It may be that those people can only cultivate to one realm, or it may be that most people cannot cultivate to that point at all.

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In the Corpse Mountain, the people from the Bloody Corpse Sect began to take action.

But what surprised them was that there were usually many walking corpses wandering around the outside of the corpse mountain.

But this time they sneaked into the periphery, only to find that there were very few zombies wandering around.

After the leader gave the order, everyone could only bite the bullet and continue deeper.

It took a long time to finally find a silver corpse.

At this time, their position was also extremely deep.

It is impossible for them to start the arrest operation directly in the mountain of corpses.

Several elders who acted quickly nodded to each other.

The rest began to slowly withdraw.

Wait until the rest of the people have retreated.

The action started, opening a square box and taking out a round meat ball.

The veins and granulations on it were squirming, and the whole thing was red and bloody.

And Silver Corpse smelled a smell for a moment. This smell was very sweet and delicious to him, and he couldn't stop eating it.

An elder appeared in front of the silver corpse holding a meat ball.

Silver Corpse saw Meat Ball coming straight towards the elder.

The elder also ran away without saying a word.

When he sees that he is about to be overtaken, he will throw the meat ball and then dodge away.

Watching the elder silver corpse rolling to the side, he turned a blind eye and ran towards the meat ball further away.

Several elders led the silver corpse to the outskirts of the corpse mountain in such a relay race.

When an elder was about to throw the meat ball again, Silver Corpse swooped forward and knocked the elder down.

A few people didn't like it at first glance.

He immediately launched an attack to block him, but failed to prevent the elder from being killed.

The leader and Xue He saw that the situation was not good and took action immediately.

At this time, the silver corpse was like an evil ghost that had not eaten food for 300 years, holding the meat ball and gnawing crazily.

His mouth was filled with blood.

The sharp cry of a baby came from the flesh ball, and along with the cry, a ball of blood-red gas emerged from the flesh ball.

These blood-red gases penetrated into the silver corpse from the nose and mouth, and the originally white pupils of the silver corpse were gradually rendered blood red.

In the hands of the leader, there were several more Gu worms with wings, covered in blood, and with round mouthparts on their heads.

Flying to the silver corpse that was eating a meat ball, the bloodworm bit open the skin of the silver corpse and burrowed directly in.

Silver Corpse felt something was wrong at this time and was struggling desperately.

The disciples who were getting ready in the distance and the remaining elders also rushed over at this time and began to set up formations on the spot.

The light of the formation was constructed in mid-air, and the skeletons and zombies carried by these disciples became stronger with the blessing of the formation.

He began to attack the Silver Corpse without fear of death.

Yin Zhi stiffened up and resisted, while Xue He and the leader fought with him for control of his body.

The silver corpse let out a shrill cry.

The sharp sound causes some people discomfort, such as dizziness and tinnitus.

The leader shouted that it was not good at this time.

They are not completely out of the scope of the corpse mountain yet. Such a big movement of the silver corpse will definitely attract other walking corpses, and then they will be in a desperate situation.

It must be resolved quickly.

"Formulate the formation faster!"

The leader shouted.

The people forming the formation spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood did not fall to the ground, but flew towards the formation being built.