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Above a towering stone monument.

On the side of the living gate.

"chirp"

A phoenix cry sounded.

Subsequently.

A five-color phoenix flashed, the five-color spiritual light disappeared, and a figure fell straight down, hitting the ground with a "bang".

The one who fell to the ground was Fu Zhihong, who had narrowly escaped death.

"puff".

Fu Zhihong opened his mouth and spurted out several large mouthfuls of blood.

He glanced behind him with lingering fear, and saw that nothing was chasing him out of the flower-filled tunnel, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He had just forced the ancient phoenix essence and blood he had refined to turn into a five-color phoenix, which was already depleting the essence and blood.

original.

He was about to successfully take out the corpse palace.

Unexpected.

At the critical moment during the battle, the green-dressed palace concubine was able to free her hands to attack him. If it weren't for the clan's ancient bronze mirror protecting his heart, he would have fallen in the Corpse King's Palace at this moment.

even so.

A dead bone of his little finger was still shot into his left rib!

The withered bones were continuously absorbing his essence and blood, and the black light on the withered bones was getting brighter and brighter!

"What the hell is this!!"

Fu Zhihong frowned.

"hiss"

Endure the pain.

Fu Zhihong sat up cross-legged with difficulty, made secrets with his hands, and started to operate the technique. The true energy moved to his left chest, and then he pushed hard, and with a "buzz" sound, the withered bone inserted into his ribs began to tremble violently, but no matter what Fu Zhihong did, When the true energy is activated, this withered bone cannot be forced out of the body! !

As the black light on the withered bones becomes brighter and brighter, the rate at which it absorbs blood essence is also accelerating.

Fu Zhihong's face was now as pale as snow.

continue.

I'm just afraid that he will run out of essence and blood and die!

He quickly and violently pinched the hand. The sword in his body flew out with a "whoosh" sound, circled around his head, and then roared with fierce force. Cut it down towards the withered bones.

There was a "dang" sound.

Instead of cutting off the dead bones, the sword bounced back. There was even a gap in the sword!

This withered bone is actually harder than his natal sword!

Fu Zhihong was already seeing stars at this time.

He quickly patted his storage bag, took out a pill in an instant, and threw the last recovery pill into his mouth. After quickly running his skills to refine the potency, he was about to faint, but he survived.

Fu Zhihong looked back at the Shimen behind him:

"It seems that the only way to survive is to go out."

Now.

We can only hope that Fu Shiyi and the others have come out of several other stone gates.

Fu Zhihong stood up with difficulty.

Walk towards the stone door step by step.

suddenly.

He pinched the magic spell fiercely, and the aura shrouded his body, and then his body disappeared.

But see.

In the path of survival of the stone tablet.

A talisman light fell from the sky. After the talisman light rushed out of the way of life, there was insufficient power left and disappeared. A staggering figure flashed out from it. The bloody man with two broken arms fell softly to the ground. At this time, he saw Only by looking at her face could one tell that this person was Ouyang Yan, who had escaped from death.

Although Ouyang Yan fell to the ground.

But.

Her eyes were open, and she glanced at Fu Zhihong's hiding place inadvertently from the corner of her eye. She turned to look at the flower-filled tunnel and murmured:

"Cheng Chen and the others should be coming out too."

The sound is extremely low.

But.

Just enough for Fu Zhihong, who was hiding, to hear.

Fu Zhihong lowered his head and glanced at the ribs stuck in his chest, and then at Ouyang Yan, who was lying on the ground with disordered breathing and scars, his eyes flickering.