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"Three masters, don't Leave me alone and go Wang Dashui turned hard and said to the three. At this time, he was seized by the corpse of the holy land, and his mouth was bleeding, and there was a faint tendency to faint.

"What nonsense, I will save you!" Hongling roared and took a move. The lock that originally protected Xia Rong's side suddenly split into a chain. With a brush, the walking corpse's hand holding a big axe was bound.

At this moment, the axe that the corpse was supposed to wield was silent at this moment. It grabs Wang Dazhui, slowly turns around and stares at Hongling innocently.

"Leave a life, or, die!" This rapid roar clearly proves that it is on the verge of rage.

There was a terrible halo on the gun in Hong Ling's hand. He looked at Wang Dazhui's eyes gradually losing focus and knew that he could not let the corpse continue to pinch him. Once it enters into the corpse Qi of Wang Dashui's body, it completely destroys his vitality, for fear that he will be transformed into a walking corpse from a living person.

At this moment, the Yan Huang mirror in Hongling's body, for the first time, unreservedly released the power belonging to the imperial realm. This is no longer the power reduced to the level of Holy Land borrowed from ordinary times, but the real power of heaven's destiny. He injected this powerful force into the overlord gun, and his divine sense constantly controlled and restrained it. Kakakaka is the overlord gun cast by Kun steel and tianero demon mine. At this time, it is difficult to withstand the power of the heaven's destiny empire.

However, Hongling has no choice. This is the only way to save Wang Dashui. He was ready to throw the gun and blow it out of the air and disappear in the same place in an instant. The walking corpse was holding the neck of Wang Dazhui. Suddenly, a streamer of light flashed from the void, and in an instant it crossed his dry ghost claw.

Bang, the original tough ghost claw, in the moment of being shot by overlord, directly broke into pieces and turned into powder. The figure of King's hammer fell from the void. Hongling resisted the salty blood in her throat. Her body shook, and she swept to him. She caught it and quickly backed away.

With one move, he tied the God's chain and left Xia Rong's side completely. In an instant, he split countless chains and bound the walking corpse who lost one hand. After probing Wang Dazhui's pulse, he found that he just lost consciousness and did not die. Hongling was relieved. As long as people don't die, it's lucky in misfortune.

Take out a blood soul bead of holy land from the space ring and press it on Wang Dazhui's eyebrow. Hongling constantly refined the power of a soul bead with true Qi, constantly expelling the corpse Qi in his body, and gave birth to new vitality. At this time, he did not care about the mummy struggling and roaring, and tried to pull the hammer back from the edge of life and death.

When the blood soul bead melted nearly half, the faint Wang Dashui woke up. He vomited out a mouthful of dark dead blood, and his face was a little pale. However, Hongling sensed that the real Qi in his body was working again, and he was relieved for a long time. As long as the true Qi can still work, it is not difficult for Wang Dashui to recover.

"Three masters, that mummy is very strong, what should we do?" Wang Dazhui looks at the corpse trapped in chains with fear in his eyes. A walking corpse of the fifth robbery in heaven and man's holy land can't be resisted by such a little alchemy friar.

If it were not for Hongling's armor and the sky erosion cloak to help him dissolve most of his corpse Qi, I'm afraid he would have died too much now. Even so, he almost died. If it was not for this walking corpse, he would be turned into a mummy with corpse gas, for fear that he would burst into pieces with a slight pinch.

Hong Ling looked at the struggling corpse, a trace of dignified color flashed in her eyes. Before that, he had never thought that such a terrible corpse should be buried on the tomb of the northern underworld. Now when Pu met him, he was in despair.

"This thing is really weird and tight. Now, I have no other way but to fight him to death!" Hong Ling said with a bitter smile.

He really did not know how to send the corpse away. If the power of Yan Huang emperor mirror was completely released, he could kill the walking corpse. However, it is not to say that the overlord gun can no longer bear the power of the imperial realm. It is his body that can no longer bear all the power of the imperial weapon.

Taking the Bawang gun back to her hand, Hongling looked at the ferocious cracks on it with some heartache, and a cold color flashed in her eyes. This walking corpse almost lost a magic weapon of heaven level. Which one can bear.

Hongling was aware of this, and all the magic tools were taken out by him. Whether it's the Dementor bell placed beside Xia Yan, or the dark red armor guarding Wang Dazhui, and the sky erosion cloak, they are all worn by him. He took out the long bow and eighteen arrows and gave them to Xia Yan. With these things in hand, Xia Yan three people want to resist the corpse gas between heaven and earth, already more than enough. As long as we don't mix in the battle between Hongling and the corpse, we can protect ourselves.

He gave Xia Rong some fragmentary tyrant guns, and the right should be to let her defend herself. As for Wang Dazhui, he was unable to support the consumption of a magic weapon at this time, and it was in vain to give it to him. As long as Xia Yan and Xia Rong take care of them, he will never be in danger.

Brush, Hongling sent the three out of the battle circle, with strong cultivation, isolated from the attack of the corpse breath on Xia Yan. He walked slowly towards the trapped corpse with a sword and a dark red armor cloak.Bang, a shackle of the walking corpse was broken, Hongling pupil a coagulation. This walking corpse is far more powerful than we thought. If the holy land of the fifth robbery does not come out, who can contend with it? Roar! The corpse growled ferociously and locked the chains of its body. In an instant, it was struggling to make cracks. Once the chain is completely broken, it is the time for the corpse to break free.

Hung Ling leaned down and pressed her hand on the ground. There was a dark golden fire in the palm. Bang bang bang bang, the God lock rooted in the ground, instantly burns up the flames. These flames, as soon as they climb up the corpse's body, burn them into a black mist.

The walking corpse, which was furious, was completely crazy at this time. It roared up to the sky, flashing countless bloody mantras. From these incantations, the ancient chanting of scriptures is scattered in the void and resounds through the sky. It is like the chanting sound of Buddhist Sanskrit, driving the corpse gas everywhere in the sky of the northern Ming sky tomb. One by one huge skeletons, slowly forming in the void, circling around a corpse, roaring.

With a roar of the corpse, those terrifying skeletons dive down from the air and rush towards Hongling. The boy's face changed. In his induction, the strength of these skeletons was far beyond imagination. Even the average saints are not necessarily better than them.

He reversed the sad sword and poured into it. The "Ba Shen Jue" and "Dou Zhan Shen Jue" assist the operation of the nine turn Xuangong, and enhance the power of the long sword to the extreme. With a wave, Hong Ling threw out a terrible sword. It was a terrible sword full of his sword sense and divine sense. With the power of emperor's realm, Yan Huang imperial mirror has the power of butchering the holy.

Bang, a hundred Zhang size of sword Qi, and a skull hard hit together, in an instant it will be smashed. However, this sword Qi can only defeat one skeleton, but it can not threaten other skeletons. Looking at other skeletons roaring down, Hong Ling can't help but get angry. These guys, really think that they are easy to bully?

However, before he could react, a skeleton had already hit him hard, smashing his body into a huge stone tablet. Boom, for a moment, the stone foam flying, the dust raised, even covered the void. The boy lay in the rubble with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. His eyes flashed with shame at the arrogant roaring skeletons.

Brush, hand sad God was thrown into the air by him mercilessly, in an instant, he broke a skull. Hongling stretched out a hand and opened the palm to the God of sorrow, and immediately locked the pupil. Hum, the God of sorrow changed into ten in a flash, and constantly drifted in the void. Wherever he went, he brought up a series of terrible sword storms.

A skeleton can't dodge, and in an instant it is crushed by the fierce sword. Hongling temple, gushing out of the vast soul power, all the sky above the capture in the mind. In his body, the nine turn Xuangong practiced all over the world, and constantly manipulated the God of sorrow, and hanged a holy land skeleton which was transformed from corpse Qi.

Although these skeletons are only illusory objects, the strongest ones have reached the level of the third robbery holy land, and the weakest ones have the strength of the first robbery. Such a horrible and illusory thing is the only thing he has ever seen in his life. Fortunately, his current cultivation is enough to support the Yan Huang emperor mirror to stay awake for a long time. It is not too difficult to kill these skeletons.

What he was really worried about was the struggling corpse. With the appearance of the mantra on its body, its arm, which was just broken by Hongling with a shot, grew slowly again. What's more, the most frightening thing for Hong Ling is that the new flesh and blood on its hand is no different from that of ordinary people.

The bright red blood, white bones and pink polyps seemed to tell him that he was a living man. However, Hong Ling knew that this was absolutely impossible. The time for the corpse to be buried on the tomb of the northern underworld was more than a thousand years. For a thousand years, if you didn't eat or drink, and were buried in this corpse filled Tomb of Beiming, even the heaven's destiny would have died long ago.

However, what is the matter with this walking corpse? It is no different from that of his life, and he can speak! What's more, Hongling can also vaguely sense that there is a trace of huge vitality in this line of corpses. This strange sign is to make the well-informed incomparable sons feel incredible. This guy is definitely influenced by something to keep this strong vitality, but what is that?

Hongling didn't have time to think about it, and once again coagulated the whole body's cultivation, and rushed towards the corpse. Because, under the delay of those skeletons on the sky, the walking corpse seems to be about to break free from the shackles of the chains of God.

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