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Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth invincible god of war Wuping

The human king skill exploded at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, I appeared above the head of the blood demon leader. The immortal bone sword surrounded the nine sword auras, instantly achieving a natural sword art state. The sword heart was united and killed it with one blow.

"You..." He was shocked, his speed was too slow and he didn't have time to dodge.

"laugh--"

The flesh and blood flew up, and a sword split the sky, leaving a deep sword mark on the chest of the blood demon leader. The sword was full of power, but it could only reach this level. It was far from my previous idea of ​​splitting it into two. After all, the other party was a blood demon in the middle stage of the Yuanling Realm, and the physical strength was extraordinary. It was good to be able to cause such damage.

"Who are you?"

The blood demon leader retreated quickly and was about to escape from the battlefield. He stared at me with his eyes: "Are you a human race? The human race monks dared to enter the holy corpse forest. You are destroying yourself!"

"Do you still want to leave?"

Nushan's body descended from the sky, floating like an immortal, and with a light wave of the long sword, blocking all retreat.

And I was the second sword from behind, and the blade dragged a dazzling spark in the void. The Fairy Bone Sword wrapped in the deep true meaning of the Sword Drag Technique and suddenly turned into a cold light and rushed towards the neck of the blood demon leader.

"wishful thinking!"

The leader of the blood demon stopped running away, and his claws suddenly closed in front of his chest, and suddenly burst out countless sharp claw magic images, trying to directly block my deadly attack.

However, just as the sharp claws approached the sword intent, the space suddenly wrinkled, and the sword light took a very fast jump, flashing directly on his neck. This trick was the cleverness of the move. The power I realized from the will of an ancient space rule sword spirit was used for actual combat for the first time, with extraordinary effect!

The Immortal Bone Sword cut his head, cutting off all the blood and flesh, but when swept across the bone, it seemed to be slashing on a piece of divine iron. The sound of the clanging sound was still unable to cut off his head. The blood demon leader's physical strength was too strong. The Immortal Bone Sword had awakened eight hundred powerful spiritual patterns, and it still couldn't cut off his physical body!

But the throat broke, and the result was the same.

Nushan Rikong fell down with a sword and directly slashed the blood demon leader into a blood mist. Sure enough, Nushan was still higher in terms of strength. Her beautiful eyes looked at the bloodstains all over the ground and said, "We will definitely attract more blood demons when we fight here. Let's go quickly. The sooner we leave here, the better. This place is too dangerous."

"Um."

She entered the Bingzhu Mountain, and I activated the spiritual pattern in the Feng Zhui Diyin Clothes again, entered the invisibility state, and ordered Xianyule to continue to control the semi-saint ancient corpse and witnessed the strength of the blood demon leader. In comparison, Xianyule was too weak. Even if the ancient corpse was not an opponent, it was one level inferior.

...

Before the half-saint corpse had taken a few steps, a group of people appeared again, very familiar, from Bahuanglou. Zhao Yuanliang held the long sword in his hand and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Fellow Taoists from the Corpse Control Clan, we have met again."

As he said that, his eyes swept through the battlefield around him, and a ray of surprise flashed through his eyes, saying, "I don't know what the Taoist is called?"

“Shenyule.”

"Since fellow Taoists are also enemies of the Blood Demon Clan, why not join forces with us? The ancient sage spirit is majestic in the ancient sage forest, and a holy corpse is about to be awakened and born. Once we join forces, we will have great potential."

Xian Yule was stunned.

Nushan met my eyes and then ordered Xianyule, "Since that's the case, let's join forces!"

"good!"

Nushan whispered: "I felt a huge danger even further. We are not strong enough now, so we might as well join forces with the people from Bahuanglou for the time being, so we would not be destroyed by the Blood Demon Clan as soon as possible."

I nodded: "But I feel like I'm having sex with a tiger."

She smiled slightly: "I have, too."

Figures kept appearing in the mist behind Zhao Yuanliang, all of whom were members of the Bahuang Tower. Some people wore golden emblems, which were the emblems of the Golden Earl Iron Guards. All the Golden Earl Iron Guards were very strong, and the weakest one was in the middle stage of the Yuanling Realm, while the rest were dozens of Silver Earl Iron Guards, most of which were Tailing Realm, and a small number were in the early stage of the Yuanling Realm. After that, all the bronze Earl Iron Guards were in the early stage of the Human King Realm or Tailing Realm, and their strength was relatively weak.

This iron guard army with more than 300 people can be regarded as the foundation of Bahuanglou in Shazhou. In addition, Zhao Yuanliang, a semi-saint realm, does have the strength to fight in the Holy Corpse Forest, but... if he really encounters a taboo-level strongman in the Blood Demon Clan, he may still not be able to see it. This action is a big bet for them. Once he obtains the body of the God Flame Empress, he may become a generation of heroes in the next hundreds of years. Otherwise, he may end up in an extremely bleak situation.

"Swish--"

Dozens of miles away, a ray of sky light broke through the clouds and mist and soared into the sky. The earth trembled slightly. The holy energy continued to surge. It seemed that a masterless will was awakening. The holy soul in a saint's body awakened, but the will was not awakened. Once the holy soul awakened, it would untie its own restrictions, and the holy body was about to break out of the ground!

"It appears!"

Zhao Yuanliang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Xianyule, your semi-saint corpse has a strong aura. It's better to let him take the lead, so that we can reduce our losses."

Nushan frowned. It turns out that he was trying to be a tiger. How could a person like Zhao Yuanliang be a good person? However, if he plotted against the corpse control clan like this, he was actually not a bad person. After all, he was a human being and was a mortal enemy of the corpse control clan itself. But I believe more that this is driven by interests. In the eyes of people like Zhao Yuanliang, there is no difference between justice and evil, only a difference of benefits.

The semi-saint corpse emitted holy energy and kept moving forward. After dozens of steps, it came to the place where the holy corpse was about to descend. I saw a piece of land raising deep in the dense forest in front of me. When I opened the sword-dao Heavenly Eye, I could see a wisp of majestic holy energy surging underground, trembling with an undecayed body, and a strong man who fell in the holy corpse forest was about to appear!

"Shit..."

Amid the sharp screams, blood demon figures appeared in the mist. There were at least hundreds of blood demons, the strongest of which was approaching the semi-saint realm, with a ferocious look.

In the other direction, dozens of war corpses appeared, and behind the war corpses were monks wearing black robes, people from the corpse control tribe.

"Xianyule, why are you getting involved with the human race?"

An old man from the corpse control tribe said angrily.

Xianyule remained silent, but Zhao Yuanliang smiled and said, "I am Zhao Yuanliang, the rudder of the Bahuanglou Shazhou branch. Please don't get angry. My fellow Taoist and fellow Taoist Xianyule have just cooperated with each other once. Our targets are holy corpses, so there is no need to fight to the death."

"absurd!"

The old man was angry: "My corpse control tribe and the human race are incompatible. Zhao Yuanliang, come here immediately!"

Xianyule was still silent and ignored the old man in the corpse control tribe.

...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the constantly raising surface finally exploded, and countless holy auras lingered in and stirred up. It looked like a middle-aged man, wearing armor, with his eyes closed, his arms naturally opened, and his whole body was filled with the aura of holy Tao, but there was no breath of a living person, just a corpse, but for everyone, this corpse is a treasure.

Just like the master wrote the edict with the holy blood, the bloodlines of the saint are precious treasures, and together with the root bones, spiritual veins, spiritual ruins, etc., they can be refined and gained power. For the blood demon clan, this holy corpse is even more precious. Sucking the blood of the holy corpse can allow the powerful blood demon to obtain part of the power of the holy corpse during his lifetime. This is a shortcut to cultivation.

Everyone was stunned when they looked at the holy corpse floating in the air.

"The holy corpse is born!"

"Is this person the legendary undefeated war god Wu Ping? According to legend, Wu Ping is one of the ten saints generals in the upper realm. More than a thousand years ago, he single-handedly entered the underworld and killed seven evil saints, and eventually died out of strength. He was wearing the legendary Thousand Spirits extraordinary weapon - Immortal Saint Armor. Those who seize the Immortal Saint Armor are enough to traverse the Holy Corpse Forest!"

"Kill, seize the holy corpse!"

Everyone was excited, and even the people in Bahuang Tower were extremely happy. Dozens of people flew away and headed straight for the corpse of the undefeated war god Wu Ping.

But just as everyone approached Wu Ping's corpse, the war god of the Middle Ages suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were as bloody as he stood up, and he punched everyone!

"boom--"

The power of heaven and earth was reversed, and dozens of people were blown away. Among them, all the weaker human king realm cultivators were bombarded, while the rest of the Tailing Realm powerhouses were severely injured and vomited blood.

Wu Ping's holy corpse turned around, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and suddenly pushed out a palm, lifting up dozens of blood demons. The weaker ones quickly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and a series of holy energy hit the surroundings. The saint who had fallen for many years was as if he had entered a state of no one, and a punch and a palm were enough to suppress everyone present.

I was secretly surprised that the power of a saint should not be so weak. The saint's palm can still be destroyed even in the semi-saint realm. How could it not be possible to smash the body of a powerful person in the Yuanling realm?

At this moment, my eyes fell on the old man who was close to the semi-saint realm of the Corpse Pirate. He stared at Wu Ping's holy corpse with his eyes, muttering words, and a strange light shot out from his eyes, forming a strong spiritual communication. It turned out that it was him. At the moment the Holy corpse was born, this superb corpse driver had already controlled the Holy corpse and exerted part of the power of the Holy corpse.

...

"Damn it!"

Zhao Yuanliang also saw this. His sword tip pointed straight at the old man of the corpse control clan. The sword light shot out, causing a wave of sword intent containing two sword auras. The dignified Lord of the Eight Desert Tower in Shazhou actually only cultivated to the initial level of sword heart and enlightenment. It is really unreasonable. No wonder the sword cultivator with sword heart and enlightenment is so valued in the upper realm.

"Protect the elders and destroy the people from Bahuanglou!"

A group of people from the Corpse Control Clan sacrificed their own battle corpses. The next moment, the battle corpses from the Yuanling Realm and Tailing Realm roared and rushed towards Zhao Yuanliang and others, fighting together.

"roar!"

As the saint corpse of the undefeated war god Wu Ping shouted, a holy energy spurted out from his mouth, swept across the jungle several miles ahead, blowing all the blood demons into ashes. His power is reviving bit by bit, how powerful!

Is this old man from the Corpse Control Clan going against the will of heaven?

Nushan Youyou said: "Don't do it, wait for the change. This old guy from the corpse control tribe may be our strongest opponent. After a while... When the opportunity is ripe, use your sword heart to unite and kill him!"

"Even a half-saint like Zhao Yuanliang can't kill him, can I?"

"Hmph, Zhao Yuanliang is just entering the semi-saint realm for the first time. He is not much stronger than the peak of the Yuanling realm. Besides, his swordsmanship level is only half a bastard, and you can get over ten streets away from him."
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