It was as fast as the wind and as violent as fire. Shi Yanxie took the lead and charged into Nanming Mountain. He saw a bloody light rising into the sky from a distance, circling and swimming like a big snake, reflecting the glow of the sky like fire. He was startled at first, and then felt in his heart. Ecstasy, this is obviously a superior blood refining technique. The mountains of corpses and sea of blood can be refined into pure blood, which can save hundreds of years of water grinding.
Shi Yanxie raised his bone sword and swung it, and the fierce soldiers and generals under his command swarmed away. In no time, they killed him before the bloody light. However, he saw the trees were broken, and they fell to the ground. The corpses piled up like a mountain, and the blood was like a line. Blocked by the invisible embankment, rising and falling, whirling and stirring, the white-haired corpses and the Louku River seemed to have no one beside them, just vomiting blood and energy.
Shi Yanxie stared at them with a pair of triangular eyes, confirming that there were no traps or ambushes in the forest, and attacked the two of them without saying a word. Hundreds of soldiers came with him this time. They were elites who had been honed in bloody battles, and the most brave and adept at fighting. Bai Mao Shihuan and Lou Kuhe were forced to interrupt their practice. You can imagine the annoyance in their hearts. In a fight, he will kill you.
The situation is changing rapidly. Without waiting for the command of the coach, the soldiers will form a formation, divide the opponent into two places, and attack in turn. Bai Mao Shihuan and Lou Kuhe were trapped in a tight siege, and were attacked from both sides, but they were fearless. The former relied on a suit of hard armor and dashed from left to right, making it invulnerable to swords and guns. The latter burrowed into the ground, disappeared and disappeared, and could not be trapped at all. Shi Yanxie watched with cold eyes, seeing the tricks of the two men one by one. The old lady ate the persimmons and pinched the soft ones. She stared at the white-haired corpse first, kicked off her feet, and rushed forward like an arrow. Her soldiers were like a tide of water. Make a way on both sides.
The white-haired zombie saw that the coming person was very aggressive and unusual. He deliberately weighed the opponent. The white hair on the back of his neck flew wildly and released the corpse energy from his body. The monsters within a radius of ten feet fell to the ground one after another, their faces were ashen, and their hands He grabbed his throat and couldn't breathe, his whole body twitched, and his body was frozen to death.
Shi Yanxie's whole body was wrapped with blood energy, his eyes were ignited with two balls of flames, and the corpse energy was not allowed to come close, so he raised his right fist and struck hard. The white-haired Xie refused to evade, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a silent howl at the opponent. Shi Yanxie's body froze, and he took the opportunity to raise his front hooves and step down hard on the opponent's chest.
Howling and stomping, which has proven to be successful over and over again, is White-haired Shihuan's most proud method. Unexpectedly, Shi Yanxuan's innate supernatural power only froze him for a moment with his silent howl, and then he let out a loud roar, raised his arms and firmly grasped the two front legs. The hoof moved to the left and right, and he lowered his head and hit it. A hard horn protruded from the top of his head, hitting the chest of the white-haired corpse, making a loud noise like thunder.
The bruised hard armor could not withstand the heavy blow, and fell into pieces, peeling off. The white-haired corpse suddenly changed color, and suddenly gathered corpse aura, sprayed out from the mouth and nose, and hit Shi Yanxue face to face. Shi Yanxie relied on his blood energy to protect his body and underestimated the opponent. Just when he was about to use his strength to overthrow him, he stepped on one of his feet and tore him in half. Suddenly he felt an unexplained panic and his face was stained with a layer of bruises. Unknowingly, he was poisoned by corpse poison.
The corpse poison spread rapidly and invaded the brain. Shi Yanxie became dizzy and rushed to activate his blood energy to protect his vitals. His arms were weak and weak, so he had to give up the good situation, let go of his hooves and staggered back. Seeing that their commander had suffered a loss, the soldiers under his command bravely stepped forward one by one, with swords and spears drawn out, stabbing at the damaged breastplate, tearing the skin and flesh to pieces. The wound was as deep as the bones. The white-haired corpse shook its long tail and transformed into ten and ten. Transformed into a hundred, the force was like a broken bamboo, piercing through the chest and abdomen of that person, and was thrown to the ground hard.
Shi Yanxie regained his breath, and the blood and energy in his body flowed like a river, and the corpse poison was about to melt away in a moment. With a sharp roar, he stepped forward again, grabbed the long tail, and pulled the white-haired corpse into a fight. Suddenly, there was a burst of pain in the palm of his hand. There was severe pain, and the scales on the tail stood upright, sharp as a knife, and actually scratched the flesh of the palm of the hand, and the corpse poison invaded all the way to the wrist, so he had to let go and retreat.
The white-haired zombie was forced to retreat from Yanxian for the second time, but he was complaining in his stomach. There was not much corpse poison left, and it was obvious that he could not do anything to the opponent. If he continued to fight, the odds would be bad, and he suddenly wanted to retreat. Shi Yanxie noticed that the opponent was wavering, his energy surged, and his whole body was ignited with raging fire of blood and energy. He swayed and approached the white-haired corpse, and punched him hard on the torso, making several "clicks" , the punch punch penetrated the body, the ribs on both sides were broken inch by inch, and blood spurted out from the mouth, mixed with damaged internal organs.
The white-haired corpse was severely injured and became ferocious. He vomited blood while turning his head and biting fiercely. His fangs suddenly shot out from his mouth. He was so close that he was caught off guard. Shi Yanxi retreated several feet and looked down. , the chest was pierced by two fangs, and the tips pierced the back. He stretched out his hand to hold the fangs and slowly pulled them out one by one, savoring the heartbreaking pain with a ferocious look on his face.
The white-haired Xie Xie threw away his four hooves without hesitation, turned around and ran away. Shi Yanxie bent down to pick up a bone spear, ignoring the blood dripping from his chest. His right arm swelled up a circle, and the blue veins bulged like a small snake twisting, and he struggled It was thrown and shot away like a meteor, shattering the hard armor into pieces. The white-haired corpse staggered and almost fell to his knees.
Shi Yanxie picked up another bone spear and threw it out fiercely. He was about to nail the white-haired corpse spear to the ground. The earth and rocks surged like a fountain. A copper-headed and iron-armored mole cricket broke out of the ground and pinched it with its front feet. Cut the bone spear in the middle, and before it hits the ground, clamp it again and cut it into four pieces. The white-haired Xie Xie escaped, but he did not abandon the downstairs and fled alone. He turned around to confront Shi Yanxie, his chest heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily.
Shi Yanxie looked at Lou Kuhe for a few times, and he was wary. He repeated his old tricks and ordered his soldiers to go forward to encircle and suppress him. He only had to hold him back for a moment and a half, and then he could kill the white-haired corpse first. He moved his eyes away for a few seconds and looked at the white-haired corpse again, but was shocked to find that there was another person in front of him, who looked somewhat familiar.
Qi Ran waved his hand, and the white-haired corpse was relieved. He dragged heavy steps and threw himself into the pile of corpses, drinking blood in large gulps. The wounds healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corpse energy was dense and entangled. Lou Kuhe nodded and bowed, and stepped back knowingly. Seeing his behavior, Shi Yanxie knew that the person in front of him was the rightful owner. He coughed and said with a ferocious smile: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"
Qi Ran stretched out his index finger and lightly swiped it. Shi Yanxie's heart was beating wildly. He screamed, and a pair of blood wings emerged from his back, soaring into the air. From the corner of his eye, he saw a line of blood passing through everyone's throats. His soldiers fell to the ground like rice, and no one was spared. Lou Kuhe rushed forward quickly, dragged the corpses away one by one, and threw them into the pile of corpses. He promoted the blood refining technique and squeezed out the blood bit by bit. Qi Ran turned a deaf ear and looked up at Shi Yanxie, extending his hand and pointing.
The ice on both wings of blood and energy disintegrated, and Shi Yanxie fell to the ground like a stone, creating a big crater. His heart was cold to the bone. The opponent's methods were so good, he must be a first-rate master of the abyss, comparable to the master of the Three Sovereigns, Six Kings and Four Directions. We are on par with each other, but the abyss only sees the old one falling and not the new one rising. When did an evil god appear?
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