"what!"

Along with Zhaoluo's sharp cry, a crack appeared on its roulette body, which was shining with black stars.

The crack doesn't look big, it's just a very small one, but Zhaoluo's panic is unparalleled.

He looked back and saw that a lonely figure appeared in the empty space behind him, describing indifference, frowning his brows, and Xi's residual mark.

When he succeeded in one blow, he didn't have the slightest feeling of complacency, but frowned slightly.

This is the first time he has not even seriously injured his opponent after hitting the target.

You must know that he is also in the Purple Mansion now, the sacrificing sword attacked sharply and assassinated at the same level. Few could stop him from the power of a sword. Unexpectedly, the Underworld Emperor Zhaoluo was only slightly injured.

This can only explain one thing, that is, the underworld emperor Zhaoluo is not at the same level as him, but at least one level higher than him.

Unexpectedly, this guy hides quite deep.

At this time Zhaoluo looked back and saw him utter a hoarse call: "Despicable humanity!"

The black stars on the roulette flashed at the same time, exuding brilliance to each other.

Obviously it's just a starlight, but it swayed endless murderous intent. Xi Canhen has realized that if the starlight is allowed to fall on her body, she will not be able to deal with it, and her stature has fluttered away.

The starlight chased the residual mark of the evening, passing all the way, just as a human cultivator flew past. After being swept over the body by the starlight, he suddenly stagnated, and then the whole person turned into ashes and fell from the sky.

Xi Canhen flew faster when he saw it, but the death star was in hot pursuit, sweeping wildly all the way, every time he hits a person, the human cultivator will inevitably fall, and the power is really terrifying. Seeing that the starlight of death was about to catch up with the residual mark of the evening, Zhaoluo made a long hiss, and many stars suddenly gathered and fell towards the residual mark of the evening. At this moment, Xi Canhen's figure suddenly disappeared, and the beam of light passed by the place where Xi Canhen had been before.

Zhaoluo was shocked and suddenly felt a difference. He screamed and deceived again, but Jian Xi’s remnant figure had appeared from behind him again, another sword, hitting the black roulette again, but it was Shengsheng broke a crack again.

Xi Canhen sneered and said, "You are very enjoyable chasing and killing."

What he took was the way of assassination, and what he was particular about was one miss and a long distance away. Naturally, you can't just make one move on the battlefield, so you won't be able to travel thousands of miles away, but this sound is going to hit the west, and the way of rushing back and forth is indispensable. Therefore, Xi Canhen's skill at this moment of transition is exactly what Xi Canhen is good at. It can be said that he has never made many shots, but each shot will inevitably hit the enemy's death hole and bring fatal results.

It's a pity that the Underworld Emperor Zhaoluo didn't exist in general. The two mortal sacrificial swords failed to kill it, but only caused it to be injured. On the contrary, after Xi Canhen's two strikes were ineffective, his aura had begun to decay.

After all, he was good at hiding and took advantage of the first ambush. It was not difficult to hold Zhaoluo in a short time.

Seeing that he has suffered repeated injuries, even a human cultivator with his own arm lower than one level can't solve it. Zhao Luo is already very angry, and screams: "You think, can this be dealt with the emperor? Styx is dead? Waiter, come out!"

As he shouted, he saw a large swarm of ghosts rising from the city. These ghosts are different from the previous ghost army. They are all bull-headed human bodies with double horns on the top of their heads.

The practitioners didn't know what it was that suddenly appeared, but Tang Jie's expression changed drastically: "Everyone, be careful!"

Others don't know it, but he knows it better. These sudden appearances are precisely the destructive messenger, the rider of the blade of reincarnation. It's just that a ghost king usually only has one or two deadpools, but at this moment, the Emperor Zhaoluo is calling out a deadpool army, which is as many as hundreds.

Not only that, under the influence of the blade of reincarnation, the dead servants are already extraordinary in strength, and the dead servants under the underworld emperor Zhaoluo are obviously different. Not only are they large in number, but they also have a strong performance with the deaths that Tang Jie has seen before. The patrons are obviously different, I'm afraid the strength will be much stronger.

It's just that these things are unclear in one or two sentences, and even Tang Jie himself doesn't know how these dead servants are different from what he has encountered before, and can't say what to be careful for a while.

At this moment, those dead waiters were flying close at high speed. A cultivator saw him, raised his hand and shot a flying sword, and slashed towards a dead waiter who rushed forward. The dead waiter did not dodge, the flying sword was slashing on his body and entered. Three points of meat. When the cultivator met, he said with joy: "Success!"

Seeing that the dead waiter's body was already flowing out of thick yellow blood, and under the infection of this blood, the magic weapon flying sword that was still buzzing suddenly hissed, and it lost its sound, and all the spirituality disappeared in an instant.

The spirituality of the magic weapon is the key to its existence. At this moment, if the spirituality is lost and there is no aura, the cultivator can no longer feel the existence of his magic weapon, which means that he cannot control it. Their blood contaminates magic weapons!"

It’s just that it’s too late to shout. Many cultivators have picked up the magic weapon in their hands, smashed or slashed or slashed or thrown them, hitting the dead servant one after another. Will immediately be defiled spiritually and can no longer be used.

In just a few moments of effort, many practitioners have lost their precious treasures.

The rest of the people threw the rat jealous for a moment, and were afraid to fight the enemy with magic weapons.

The dead servants had already rushed forward, and the injuries on their bodies seemed to affect them all. They just pulled out the magic weapon and threw it away, and the wounds began to heal automatically, and the speed was as fast as Tang Jie's physical cultivation.

These Styx Deadpools not only have strong pollution in blood water, they also have strong vitality themselves.

But the most terrifying thing is their attack.

A Stygian death attendant rushed to the side of a cultivator, and the death god's sickle swiped so lightly, the cultivator died on the spot with a wailing.

The most amazing thing was that there were no wounds on his body, and the death sickle seemed to be smashed into the void, but the cultivator died just like that.

Only a cultivator who has reached a certain level of cultivation can see that the death sickle is not attacking the body of the cultivator, but the soul, with only a single knife, has seduced the soul of the human cultivator, and life naturally disappears.

As many as two or three hundred Styx Deadpool shot at the same time, and those who did not know the weird and powerful Deadpool were recruited. In just a moment, hundreds of them died tragically on the spot. There are also some powerful ones who react quickly and avoid them in time. A soul-changing cultivator was attacked by three Styx death servants at the same time, and the three death sickles stunned their souls, all of them smashed the soul of the cultivator. He was also a quick response. At that moment, he gave up some of his soul-changing light to escape, and he saw a flash of light in the air, and the remnant soul of one arm was floating in the air.

The soul-changing cultivator disappeared and reappeared, but one arm was permanently hanging there, and he could no longer move.

This is still strong enough to escape, some cultivators can't escape, their souls are torn to pieces on the spot. The Deadpool of Styx is good at fighting together, often dealing with four or five at the same time, blocking the way, unless the person is proficient in escape, it is difficult to escape. If the cultivator is careless, his soul will be broken directly by the Death Blade. Although the body is good, the soul has become fragments, and he will die on the spot.

This scene fell in Chang Xiran's eyes, sipping out dozens of sword auras. Although his sad clutch sword was powerful, it was restrained by this dead servant. He didn't dare to use his sword to try whether he could resist the blood stains of the opponent, so he could only kill it with sword aura from afar.

It’s just that these Styx Deadpool’s vitality is strong. Even if they are cut into more than ten sections, they are still strong and undead. They are stubbornly combined to continue to grow and recover. It seems that Chang Xiran has a tingling scalp and shouted back: "Old source!"

Yuan Tian snorted heavily and waved his hand. The three-flavored real fire Tianlong had already screamed, hitting the more than ten corpses that Chang Xiran had cut open, and igniting a raging flame.

Suddenly, the dead servant of the Styx had wailed a sorrowful wailing, the pus and blood that flowed out were intertwined with the flames, and the real fire heavenly dragon's body unexpectedly burst into white smoke. In the smoky smoke, the body of the True Fire Heavenly Dragon had shrunk a little. Although it was not obvious, everyone could still see that there were indeed some shamisen true fires that had disappeared.

It can be seen that this dirty blood is also effective on the real fire of the three flavors, but it does not abolish the real fire of the three flavors at once, but offsets it.

The Sanwei Real Fire is the treasure of the Da Ri Zong Zhenzong. It was eliminated by the blood of the dead servant of the Styx. Yuan Tianzhong was also heartbroken. He didn't dare to use it to burn other dead servants. He took the real fire back with a single move and turned to a long-range technique. Law attack.

It's just that at the same time that the True Fire Heavenly Dragon was rewinding, the bodies of the dozens of Styx Death Servants that had been eliminated had disappeared, but the Death Soldiers in their hands still existed. Just fell from the sky together.

Seeing this scene, a thought flashed in Tang Jie's mind and shouted, "No!"

Just the sword, those death soldiers have fallen into the hands of a group of ghosts, those ghosts wailing, screaming, and begin to change, one by one shedding the old body, regaining a new life, and another group of Styx Death Servant appears, just like this. Flew in the sky, waving a sickle and continuing to kill.

Reincarnation is immortal, Deadpool is immortal!

This is the power of the blade of reincarnation.

Under the influence of the blade of reincarnation, any ghost can turn into a deadpool and exert a powerful combat power.

"Destroy those weapons!" Chang Xiran also saw the crux of the problem~lightnovelpub.net~ The sad clutch sword in his hands was suddenly scattered, and every one hundred swords turned into a sword, turning into ten swords to the death in the hands of ten dead servants. Magic weapon.

When he thought about it, with the power of his own sad clutch sword and the control of his own Purple Mansion cultivation base, this blow would have to be attacked even if it was a mountain, and it would be condemned to destroy the treasures that appeared to be obviously standard.

But when the Sadness Sword really hit the Death Soldiers, along with the loud noise, these Death Soldiers didn't have any problems. Instead, Chang Xiran's Sadness Sword was hit and shattered and turned into a sky full of clouds. Sword flower.

After all, those dead servants had a bad brain and didn't know that they would take the initiative to use their bodies as weapons, otherwise, as long as they charged and spilled the blood, the Shen Zhen who was Chang Xiran would be completely ruined.

Rao was so frightened that Chang Xiran hurriedly recalled the divine sword, shocked in his heart but still not convinced. Thousands of swords were unified, and they had been transformed into that door-panel giant sword, shouting: "I don't believe it. I can't cut you off, cut it off for me!"

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