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Before he could let go of his hanging heart, he saw a dark golden demon corpse standing out from the group of corpses, jumping high, and roaring to the sky.

Mysterious corpse!

The combat power is comparable to that of the innate middle-level Xuan corpse, with a strong demonic energy, a stiff face and a terrifying and terrifying face. The fierce eyes are filled with endless hostility and resentment.

Even from a distance, Chen Mo could feel the strong pressure conveyed from it, and that breath seemed to easily tear himself to pieces.

The golden corpse has already had some initial wisdom, and the mysterious corpse is probably even better.

Under its command, the surrounding demon corpses were like hunting wolves who smelled blood, bared their fangs and thrust towards them.

It is coming in full force and has no way out.

Chen Mo was suffocated when he saw it. If he had been alone in his opponent, there would be no way to avoid it.

Before the lotus rain had dissipated from the fingertips, Mu Lingwei soared into the air several feet, and the Wanling Whip surged out of the jade palm. The light and flying vine rose whip swept across the surroundings with Chen Mo as the center of the circle. While the Wanling Whip grew rapidly, it rotated at an extremely fast speed, forming a huge magnificent vortex, as if it was about to crush the dark sky.

"Pa~pa~" The crisp sound of blows was like thunder on the ground, floating above the cold dead city.

Above the sky, a green vine was like a green dragon, flowing violently with several feet of air around it, and it swung towards the surrounding demon corpses with infinite power. Rose flowers bloomed in the middle, and petals were flying all over the sky, like sharp blades. In this space surrounded by demonic energy, it was beautiful, dreamy and beautiful.

One by one, the demon corpses with different levels were whipped back by the spirit whip. Some could barely stand up, while others had already twitched and died.

Even the alive demon corpse was still covered with scars cut by sharp petals and was not good.

Master is worthy of being Master. Chen Mo opened his mouth and looked at Mu Lingwei intoxicatedly. Strong, it is really too strong. It would be great if I had such skills. I could kill that Luo Shizi Qu Muqing with a whip.

After ten breaths, the demon corpse in the first round of besieging was under Mu Lingwei's whip, and with a manic scream, he pounced in the turbulent magma pit, twisted a few times, and then stopped struggling.

After one wave was not settled, and with the urging of the demonic energy, hundreds of demon corpses gathered from the magma surface like bamboo shoots.

Even more unexpectedly, under Chen Mo's feet, a demon corpse instantly got up. Before he could roar, Chen Mo hit him with a heavy punch, and his head drew an arc in the air like a ball kicked away. The headless demon corpse, with both hands, slashed in the air a few times, and then fell to the spot.

Groups of crazy people were like waves, one wave more fierce than another. Although the rose flower whip was very powerful, they gradually lost sight of each other. In a moment, a large group of demon corpses emerged from the bottom of the whip that could not be attacked by the spirit whip, with ghostly resentment and anger, one after another.

The strange roaring corpse roared in his ears.

In this scene, Chen Mo felt a chill on his back. He suddenly turned around and a silver corpse had entered the defensive formation at some point, rushing towards him like a mad beast.

He hurriedly urging the mysterious energy of light, and at the same time, the horse stance was steady, and a bronze light suddenly arose from Chen Mo's body, forming a copper bell-shaped air shield that had no hardness to urge.

Golden bell cover.

"Boom~".

The silver corpse pounced on the golden bell cover, and then a muffled sound exploded, popping out several feet, Chen Mo was still motionless. Then he shrank his right fist, his eyes wide open, and a roar, like an angry Vajra, and his heavy punch came out hard.

Thunder cannon.

The sound is like a thunder, and the fists are like heavy cannons.

Accompanied by a muffled "dong", the silver corpse, which was as high as the spiritual master, collapsed and flew out under the heavy blow of this punch, and fell into the melting of magma, turning into a ball of charred black.

The most powerful and yang characteristics of the bright mysterious energy, coupled with the meaning of the Taihuang Thunder Dao, have a great effect on these demon corpses and are very lethal.

Chen Mo breathed, when will the fight be completed one after another?

Within a few breaths, there were more and more demon corpses around him.

Chen Mo rushed left and right, attacked from the front, faced the challenge, and exploded all the demon corpses under the Wanling Whip without missing a single leak. Before he could realize that, his body was already sweating profusely.

Looking around, the corpses of demon corpses around the Wanling Whip were already piled up like mountains, but the attacking momentum of the demon corpses remained unabated.

Too many, too many.

Although most of them are iron corpses and copper corpses, there will be an occasional silver corpse, which makes me feel in a hurry.

"Boom~" With a loud bang, the ground under your feet began to crack further. The huge crack was like a bloody mouth of a troll, swallowing all the approaching demon corpses in.

The demonic energy pillar also began to stir up. The pillar of the sky seemed to be about to pour out a huge dark force, giving birth to countless demons and forming a force that destroys the world.

The dead sky was reddishly reflected by the bright red blood color emitted between the cracks. This strange change made Chen Mo feel furious.

Before he could breathe, a demon corpse was like a fish that had escaped from the defense circle of the Wanling Whip and rushed straight towards him. Chen Mo frowned, and his tightly clenched fists sizzled and squeezed.

The demon corpse was shining with a golden light, and Chen Mo knew that it was a golden corpse.

The strength of the golden corpse is not comparable to that of the silver corpse, and it has suffered a lot.

Although he knew that the strength of the Jin corpse was extremely terrifying, Chen Mo had no way out at this time. Once he could not resist, he would kill the master who was fighting hard.

The great bright mysterious energy filled the body, with a firm expression as iron as iron, as motionless as a mountain, staring at the golden corpse.

When they approached, a figure rushed past the demonic energy.

"Thunder flash!"

He looked at the opportunity and walked up towards him. He jumped up like a dragon, roaring a dragon, and kicked with the momentum. A dull sound of "bang" hit the golden corpse's chest, which was very hard and extremely powerful.

The golden corpse, who was hit hard, only took three or four steps back. It was even more ferocious than before, with a broken face. He swung his hard arms as hard as a stone and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo bent over and dodged, and felt a gust of wind whistling through his ears, terrifying explosion. If he was hit by this punch, blood would definitely splatter on the spot.

Before he raised his body, the Jinzi clasped his fists and pressed down. This brute force was powerful enough to break the iron. Chen Mo's brows quickly rolled on the ground, then hurriedly got up and raised his chest.

The magma rolled and stuck to the skin, and the body felt burning pain in an instant. Chen Mo gritted his teeth hard, frowned, and ignored the pain.

Before, I saw Master killing the golden corpse so easily, and I have to admit that no matter where I am, strength is the most important thing.

If you can't beat it, avoid its edge first.

With his feet on the ground, his body floated like willow catkins, rushing towards a place where there are few demon corpses. After repeated experiences and life and death, the willow catkins' body skills have been practiced to the point of perfection by himself.

When used, it is elegant and lively, as natural as it is, and wanders in the gaps of the airflow with the gentle breeze.

With the terrain and strange body techniques, he finally threw away the golden corpse, and groups of demon corpses were pressing towards him.

Mu Lingwei was worried about Chen Mo and was entangled by the mysterious corpse. The countless demon corpses around the Wanling Whip took the opportunity to enter, and rushed towards Chen Mo from all directions like huge waves.

The mysterious energy in the whole body was activated, and Chen Mo's eyes flashed with a bright mysterious energy. The mysterious energy condensed in his palm. The great light magic technique, which was strong and yang, shone a ray of hot light in the dead city where the demonic energy was filled.

With a "bang", Chen Mo knocked out a tough move and exploded the copper corpse in front directly. Its limbs scattered on the surrounding demon corpse like parts.

If the golden corpse cannot be beaten, it is still a piece of cake to beat the bronze corpse.

The dark corpse blood stinked and spread in the air, but the surrounding demons became even more excited and rushed towards Chen Mo with fierce magic.

Because he was worried that Chen Mo, Mu Lingwei would quickly get rid of the mysterious corpse despite the danger and go to pick her up. She saw Chen Mo fighting bloody battles with a large group of demon corpses.

Many demon corpses screamed and looked like crazy beasts and demons. They saw him without fear, blocking left and right, and setting their bows in front and back, like a brave and determined warrior, whose heart was unstoppable and his ambition was indestructible. He would be able to fight against the crowd with one eye, which would make people appreciate it.

Chen Mo's every move was a heavy blow, which was strong and yang, and was very powerful, but at the same time, the consumption of mysterious energy was also very intense.

"Chen Mo."

Mu Lingwei called out loudly, then waved a long whip on her white wrist, and then grew wildly like a Teng Man. Within breathing, she tied Chen Mo up in the waist.

"Walk."

Mu Lingwei swung her beautiful arms like a jade-carved jade. At the same time, Chen Mo used the willow catkins body technique, and his heart was in harmony, and the cooperation complemented each other. Driven by the Wanling Whip, he saw him as a meteor passing through the horizon. The Great Light God Art filled his body, emitting a slight white light, drawing a graceful arc of light in the dead city with demonic energy.

This kind of pleasure soared into the sky made Xiaoba extremely excited. He stretched out his long neck back and blinked innocently. The sarcastic look was vividly reflected on the turtle's face.

A living person disappeared from his eyes, and many demon corpses immediately fell into mania, constantly waving their broken arms and claws towards the sky, with fangs growing wide, and evil spirits.

Just after leaving the wolf's den, I entered the tiger's den.

Before Chen Mo could take a breath, he saw the fierce and fierce corpse heading towards Chen Mo. Every time it jumped, it was seven or eight feet away. The ground it stomped cracked and gravel flew around.

Chen Mo could still bite the bullet and barely deal with the golden corpse. When dealing with the Xuan corpse, Chen Mo could only run away.

Xuan Si is the innate middle-level strength and can completely crush him.

With a high nerve tension, my heart was also pounding. I felt like I was in hell, and there were monsters and monsters everywhere.

Mu Lingwei turned around and saw that Chen Mo had no way to retreat. She flew into the air with her feet on the mysterious aura. She pointed and followed the trend. Although her moves were not as hard and powerful as Chen Mo, they were full of dark power and their power should not be underestimated.

"Clam~"

Accompanied by a gravel sound, the mysterious corpse seemed to be dragged by a scarecrow, with its arms waving backwards in the air, and while breathing a breath of turbid air, it fell to the ground.

sharp!
Chapter completed!