Chapter 374 Killing

"this……"

The mountain wind blew past, Zhou Tian looked at the corpses on the ground and almost forgot his words.

The imperial court put all their efforts into lore, a Nine-Aperture Spiritualist, three Nine-Medley Martial Ancestors, just died in front of his eyes?

"Fang...Brother Fang Yuan!"

He looked at Fang Yuan, and his voice became stammered: "Could it be that you have successfully cast your body, and you are truly holy in martial arts?"

With Fang Yuan's ferocity just now, it seems that there is only one explanation.

"True saint? I'm still inferior!"

Looking back, Fang Yuan smiled harmlessly, but with the record of killing four people in a row just now, Zhou Tian was immediately speechless.

'After this battle, I also know my martial arts strength! '

He secretly clenched his fists: 'Even in the outside world, without the influence of Jue Tian Di Tong, it is enough to be invincible under the true sage! '

Not only that, but with the essence and blood of the ancestral witch to refine his body, at this time his physical body is not inferior to that of a true saint, and he has the strength to fight!

'Unknowingly, Martial Dao has advanced by leaps and bounds, not losing to the strength of a dream master... It is almost beyond. '

'This son...'

Zhou Tian lowered his head, feeling that the fluctuations not far away had calmed down, and the thoughts in his heart were turning back and forth.

'The camp was attacked, or the alliance deliberately used us as bait, but this Fang Yuan... obviously has such strength, but he has been forbearing before. '

"My lord, what shall we do at this time?"

He bowed his head humbly, completely treating Fang Yuan as a true saint.

At least, in the environment of Jiujue Mountain, the opponent is comparable to a half-true holy warrior!

"It's still the same as before. Stand still... With these heads, we just patrol and find something strange, come after us, and kill the enemy!"

Fang Yuan directly chose the rhetoric that was most beneficial to his side.

"So... good!"

Zhou Tian readily agreed.

In any case, Fang Yuan's future at this time is simply limitless, and he immediately thought of holding his thigh tightly.

...

Stonehenge, camp.

Beacon smoke was everywhere, and the entire altar was fragmented, revealing a dark cavern.

Around, sporadic dream masters and Wu Zong fell to the ground, with black blood flowing, and they died with regret.

"kill!"

Groups of black-clothed warriors emerged from the mist, they were all powerful above the Tongmai Wuzong, roaring into the camp.

"disease!"

A dream master waved his hand, and the mist emerged, with several ice cones in it.

The warriors on the opposite side had blurred eyes, and they were hit instantly. Several big holes were broken in their bodies, and blood gushed out.

"Hmph... How dare a mere servant dare to devour the Lord?"

The dream master smiled proudly, and suddenly, a big hole was opened under his feet, and a Wu Zong in a khaki robe emerged, with a cold light flashing in his hand, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, piercing his throat.

"you……"

A layer of ice armor appeared on Mengshi's body, but it looked thin, and the thin sword pierced straight through his throat.

'Hateful... If it is outside, how can it be this? '

Unwilling thoughts lingered in the dreamer's mind, and he collapsed all at once.

If it was in the outside world, with his strength restored, the ice armor would not be able to stop even a thin sword.

"Okay! As expected of the Dungeon Sword King Tong!"

Several Wu Zong nearby applauded loudly.

"If it wasn't for the court giving this dust-proof clothing, it wouldn't be possible to succeed in one fell swoop!"

Wang Tong smiled humbly, and shook the snake-like rapier in his hand again: "Master Meng has no way! He caused a bloody storm all over the place, and he regards us warriors as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and they must get retribution!"

"My lord is right!"

These Wu Zong agreed, with strong hatred in their eyes.

In fact, not all dream masters are heinous and devoid of conscience, but with dream masters, they are always superior to other professions, making warriors unable to hold their heads up.

Moreover, resource preemption is a more important factor.

Originally, natural spiritual lands and blessed lands were very scarce, and if they were divided up by dream masters, how would other warrior spirits live?

Therefore, the grievances were deep and intensified, and when the war with the imperial court broke out this time, it broke out all over the place.

"die!"

Several swordsmen roared, their spiritual veins flashed, and the lights of the swords gathered into one piece. The enemies on the opposite side immediately turned their heads away, and the protected dreamer appeared, with a panicked expression: "Forgive me..."

chi chi!

However, the sword light did not stagnate at all, and fell directly, cutting Mengshi into five horses.

"Imperial Martial Arts Hall, and people from the Department of Forbidden Law?"

A wave of Wu Zong rushed into the crypt, shaking again and again, with the sound of explosion, the figure of Peng Xuan emerged, with his right hand, a pile of golden sand flew, creating divine thunder in mid-air, the power was not small.

This is his famous magic weapon 'Adamantine Thunder Sand', which takes 12,900 pieces of black sand and refines them with Yuanli, and then catches and seals the divine thunder in thunderstorms, turns it into gold, and sprinkles it when facing the enemy. As soon as it came out, all the thunders were sent out together. Although it didn't have the awe-inspiring aura of divine punishment, it was still powerful and unstoppable.

"However, at such a time, not only Master Xing Yunzi went out, but Fang Yuan and Zhou Tian also disappeared!"

Although he was obsessed with the art of refining corpses, he was not a fool, and immediately smelled something bad.

At this time, with a wave of his hand, three golden corpses rushed out from the crypt, with ferocious faces and golden light all over their bodies, making them invulnerable and breaking out.

"Huh? Four-layer Void Saint?"

This level of combat power immediately attracted attention. Not only were a few Nine Veined Martial Sects besieged and killed, but even the spirit masters were restrained by their distant methods.

"Aww!"

The golden corpse roared wildly, fearless of life and death, its nails were sharp and venomous, it still managed to cut a bloody path.

But at the end, two of the three golden corpses were broken off.

"Hmph... to fight the imperial court, wait for the poor, dare to destroy my golden corpse, this revenge will be avenged!"

Peng Xuan let out a long breath, and flew out another feather: "Thousands of feathers escape, and one piece of feather does not add to the body..."

The feathers are pure white, with a crystal-clear aura on them, obviously sealing a certain life-saving escapism, and at this moment, chanting the mantra is about to be activated.

"Hmph! Want to leave?"

A tall and high-spirited figure had already stood behind Peng Xuan at some point.

To be able to sneak into the inner core of a quadruple virtual saint without making a sound, no matter whether it is breathing or light work, it is amazing to the extreme.

"Aww!"

The hairs on the only remaining golden corpse stood on end for a moment, and it jumped up with a strange cry, and was punched back again, its entire head was punched into the chest cavity, and it fell straight to the ground.

puff!

Peng Xuan was stunned, looking at the big bloody hand protruding from his chest, a mysterious color appeared on his face: "True holy warrior? The governor of the martial arts hall? It's a pity... sickness!"

call out!

Light fell from the feathers, enveloping him, and suddenly turned into a stream of light, flying straight out.

"Huh? Seventh-fold Void Saint's escape method?"

The tall figure was stunned, looking at the figure that disappeared in an instant, and a black heart that was alive and kicking in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting... Transform yourself into a zombie body? No wonder you punched me , the vitals are shattered, and you can still survive... lucky little guy!"

Snapped!

He exerted a little force with his right hand, and immediately a blood mist exploded.

"Master Dutong!"

Other warriors and spirits wiped out their respective targets one after another, and bowed to salute: "This battalion has been killed, fifteen dream masters have been killed, Wu Zong thirty-seven!"

"Unfortunately, Xing Yunzi is an old slicker, and he has already slipped away. There are three fourth-level virtual saints, and no one is here... Suwen Jiemeng is loosely managed, and it really deserves its reputation. Hurry up and destroy this place! Let's leave! "

All of these were wiped clean with a white towel, and he ordered indifferently.

Jiujue Mountain is a trap, the imperial court already knew about it, but with Yinlongwei and other masters restraining him, it might not be impossible to bite the bait and escape.

It's just that I didn't expect that the dream masters of this world alliance are all cunning. Although they have completed their goals, they have only harvested some trash, which is not beautiful.

"promise!"

Wu Zong below knew how powerful he was, so he agreed loudly and rushed into the crypt.

Not long after, with a faint dragon chant, the entire crypt collapsed and was buried under ten thousand tons of earth and stones, and flames soared into the sky in the camp.

...

"Tsk tsk... this is miserable, it's just too horrible to look at, it's inhumane..."

After a long time, Zhou Tian and Fang Yuan came back and saw this scene.

The heads of many dream masters and Wu Zong were chopped off and piled up into a pyramid-like hill, full of warning and provocation.

"Yesterday's beauty, today's bone..."

Fang Yuan carefully looked at the faces of those who were dying, but he didn't find Peng Xuan and Xing Yunzi, so he couldn't help shaking his head.

Those who can reach their level are all smart people, and they will never do anything to die, especially the old thief Xing Yunzi.

From the looks of it, either he succeeded in breaking through, or he got the news in advance, so he ran away with oil on his feet, letting the dream masters in the camp prevent the disaster.

"Fang Yuan! Zhou Tian!"

At this time, a few beams of light flew from not far away, came to the camp with a familiar aura, and turned into several dreamers, all with gloomy faces.

Fang Yuan saw that Xing Yunzi was in the lead, followed by Hyacinth.

"Where were you before Dagan raided the camp?"

Xing Yunzi asked coldly: "Where are you when I wait for the bloody battle?"

"Of course I'm fighting bloody battles!"

Fang Yuan took it for granted: "When Zhou Tian and I were inspecting the camp, we found the figure of the enemy Wu Zong, so we chased them out and fought for hundreds of miles. Finally, we killed four people. Here is the leader!"

Zhou Tian threw out three heads, all of them were Jiumai Martial Ancestors, their beards were furious and their breath was oppressive.

There is no way to cheat in this regard, after all, this world still has techniques to extract information from the head level.

"Nine Meridians Martial Sect?"

Hyacinth stepped forward to inspect it a few times before blurting out.

"What? All three?"

Xing Yunzi's complexion changed drastically, if these three people joined forces to attack him, I'm afraid he would have to run away in despair.

"Not only that, but there is also a Nine-Aperture Spiritualist, unfortunately it has been smashed into pieces..."

Zhou Tian testified next to him.

At this moment, he thought very clearly that now he and Fang Yuan were completely grasshoppers on the same rope, and they had to cover each other.

After all, tracking the enemy and leaving without authorization are completely different things.

"Hehe...it's really not bad!"

Hyacinth smiled reluctantly: "Based on this, you still have merit this time, and I will report it for you..."