SanjitNovel Chapter 308 I Don't Mind Killing More
Chapter 308 I Don't Mind Killing More
The Hundred Ghosts Alliance suddenly launched an attack on the Jiuzhong Pavilion. Apart from the reason of retaliation, it originally wanted to reverse the situation of the battle under the sea of sand.
Thinking about it, if the Jiuzhong Pavilion was taken over by someone on the beach, or if it was severely damaged, then there would definitely be an accident in the fight at the bottom of the vase.
However, Yi Qingze failed to give his opponent a surprise, instead he got consecutive surprises and blows from his opponent.
Under the sea of sand, the bottom of the vase.
Mu Feng reached out and patted Mingyan's dragon horn, and said coldly: "Break the defense of the golden armored corpse, and burn that man's spirit power to me!"
The black dragon transformed into Mingyan uttered a loud and clear dragon chant, let go of the golden armored corpse that had been gnawed to pieces by him, then stretched out its dragon claws, and grabbed it into his palm.
The overwhelmed 'creaking' sound echoed from the corpse, as if the next moment, it would be dismembered into a pile of scrap metal.
The trauma both inside and outside Shahai made Yi Qingze feel great fear in his heart.
He suddenly felt that he might really fall here today!
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his reputation and majesty. Seeing that the black dragon's claw was getting closer and closer to him, he immediately shouted: "No! If you have something to say, please let it go!" "
Before the word "I" could be uttered, Mingyan's sharp claws had already cut it.
Under the sweeping of Sen Leng's flame power, Yi Qingze's soul screamed and was burnt into nothingness.
His gold-armored corpse did not end better than him. After being torn into several pieces by Ming Yan, they were swallowed up one after another.
The scene at the bottom of the bottle frightened the treasure-hunting monk hanging above him.
"Fuck! No way?"
"Yi Qingze's soul and 'mount' were torn apart by the opponent?"
"Also! Did I hear it wrong just now? Is he begging for mercy? Isn't it so?"
"Why didn't the other two gold-armored corpses he left outside the vase rush in? How strange!"
Together with this question, the monk immediately learned the truth of the matter by sensing the zombies he left outside.
Besides the vase, Mu Feng's wandering corpse and Yi Qingze's golden armor corpse also started fighting.
A group of flying zombies who had been staying here all retreated to the outskirts of the basin.
The other two teams of flying zombies followed by a large number of monks and souls who dived into the sand sea. Seeing the fierce battle of the four corpses in the basin, they immediately started discussing enthusiastically outside the arena.
"I knew it would be like this! In this world, fists are always used to speak, so how can there be any real gentleman's appointment!"
"Fortunately, we didn't get hotheaded and followed into the vase, otherwise, I'm afraid we don't know how we died!"
"It should be that Yi Qingze is fighting with the owner of Heiyan? Actually, I'm a little curious. Didn't the No.3 competitor also enter the bottle? What is he doing in it? If he also joined the fight, no Why don't the wandering corpses and golden armored corpses attack his flying zombies?"
"Maybe it's because I didn't care to take a shot at his flying zombie, I guess."
"These are not the main points. Aren't you curious, what is the origin of the owner of Hei Yan? Dare to challenge the Hundred Ghosts Alliance like this, is that person not afraid of the other party's revenge at all?"
"Everyone, how about this, let's keep watching, the team on the beach is looking along the sand sea, I think maybe those two teams are already fighting!"
"Elder Yang's words are right! Such a wonderful show, you can't easily miss it!"
In the sea of sand, only corpses can move freely, and monks can attach only a ray of soul.
Their bodies are all in their respective camps on the sandy shore.
After some discussions, the two teams that stayed on the shore moved immediately, and with an excited heart, they began to search for and rush to the large-scale battle scene.
Participation is impossible to participate in.
But these are all important information!
Being able to observe the duel between the strong is also a way of self-improvement, and it is also a way to talk about what you have experienced.
Under the sea of sand, the bottom of the vase.
Mu Feng was unaware of the restlessness of all parties on the shore.
After Mingyan put the head loaded with the illusion of three yins into the fire bag, he raised his eyes to look up, and said softly: "Are you going to fight for it?"
The cultivator who was suddenly noticed controlled the wandering corpse and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no! Keep your things away!"
After finishing speaking, one person and one corpse rushed straight up like an erupting squid, bringing out layers of sound waves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mu Feng smiled indifferently, flicked Mingyan's dragon horn with his fingers, and said, "Let's go too, the two gold-armored corpses outside the vase are already struggling to escape, so we can't let the tiger go back to the mountain."
When Ming Yan heard that the dishes on his plate wanted to escape, he roared angrily, and immediately swam towards the mouth of the bottle.
The souls of the monks gathered around the edge of the basin watched the four corpses in the fierce battle hit other areas, and wanted to chase after them to watch the battle, but they didn't dare to act rashly.
While hesitating, he suddenly saw the No.3 treasure hunter and his walking corpse coming out of the bottle, and immediately asked aloud in agitation.
"Dare to ask my friend, who is the ultimate fruit of the Three Yin Illusion?"
"Fellow Daoist, how is your battle situation in the bottle? Is it convenient to share one or two?"
Before their inquiry was answered, a mighty black dragon rushed out, roaring and flying into the distance.
The two teams of Flying Zombies stared at the mouth of the treasure bottle. In their guess, perhaps Yi Qingze and his wandering corpse would rush out in the next moment.
However, they did not wait for any trace of the Hundred Ghosts, but a piece of shocking news.
The cultivator who also sneaked into the bottom of the vase shouted loudly: "Yi Qingze's spirit and golden armored corpse are all destroyed! Let's go up, let's hurry up, a big battle is about to start in the Gobi area!"
Above the sea of sand, the battlefield in mid-air.
Yi Qingze, who had been restrained by his thoughts, spurted several mouthfuls of blood.
This is the backlash after a wisp of his soul was beheaded, and it is also a manifestation of his inner panic and fear.
"Who are you? Why are you able to stimulate your thoughts in a state of freedom?"
"How about letting me go? In this Corpse Dao Conference, three Supreme Realm members from the Hundred Ghosts and Demon League have come. Once I die, all the high-level elders will receive the news immediately. At that time, you will also mess with me. Great trouble."
"Among the three elders, my strength ranks at the bottom. Compared to killing me and offending the entire Hundred Ghosts, it is better to make another ally. I will apologize for my previous reckless behavior. Do you want What.."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Feng interrupted his follow-up again.
"I have already said before that we will not pursue this matter if you take your disciples away, but you want to kill me wholeheartedly."
"Let me let you go now, don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"
"In addition, I don't think letting you go will make you an ally. The three elders, right? As long as they dare to trouble me, I don't mind killing a few more!"
After all, Mu Feng strengthened the use of mental power, and began to wipe out the opponent's vitality and divine sense.