Chapter 476

A corpse turned into a mass of corpse Qi and attacked Wen Hao, but it was locked in the latitude and longitude space of the sword derived from his sword potential and could not move.

At this time, people could see that the black corpse gas transformed by the corpse was a ferocious ghost face, which looked very gloomy and terrible.

In this secluded forest of destiny, everyone's strength is suppressed below the quintuple of Zhenyuan. Martial artists in Shenlun territory can't use Shenlun space, but the swordsman's Kendo realm is not suppressed. Therefore, Wen Hao can use the longitude and latitude of sword comparable to Shenlun space.

"Rampant in front of the God of death, seek death!" Wen Hao's voice fell without any pity, and the sword gas gushed out of his body. He directly tore the corpse. This is the tear of the soul, and the corpse disappeared on the spot.

"What a powerful sword!" the crowd exclaimed. No one could have imagined that a person who had never been paid attention to before should show such rebellious strength at this time.

Nie Tian frowned slightly and said in his heart, "although he has nine levels of strength after the giant spirit, the foundation of Kendo is too strong. It is already the realm of sword potential. In the secluded forest of heaven, it is enough to fight anyone. Even the martial artist in Shenlun territory may not be his opponent."

Wen Hao is in the secluded forest of destiny and is not affected by the prohibition at all. The stronger the strength of all other Zhenyuan Wuzhong and above, the stronger the suppression.

So Wen Hao, who specializes in kendo, is hardly afraid of any opponent at this time.

But Nie Tian didn't worry about him, because old Ye was watching.

Although Ye Lao was also suppressed, he was also a swordsman in the spirit realm of the sword. At this time, he still had the strength to kill Wen Hao with a second knife.

Screams were still ringing out one after another, making people's hair flustered.

"Let me destroy your nest!" Nie Tianzhen settled down and fixed his eyes on the tombstone hanging in the air.

Even if he can't derive the longitude and latitude of the sword, he can still kill the corpse.

"Don't panic, destroy these tombstones, and the mummies will be over!" Nie Tian shouted. He took the lead and hit several sword shadows with one sword, directly smashing five or six tombstones.

Sure enough, the tombstone was broken, and five or six mummies fell down and couldn't get up again.

Nie Tian has long found that the source of the corpse gas of these mummies is the tombstone. As long as the tombstone is destroyed, they will no longer be arrogant.

Everyone followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of tombstones were destroyed and all mummies disappeared. There are only fragments of gravel left underground.

Just when everyone felt relieved, those broken steles suddenly sent out wisps of gray corpse breath.

All the corpse gas condensed in the air and became stronger and stronger. The crowd trembled when they saw this scene.

The gray corpse gas is rich and dark, like a dense fog that cannot be dispersed, and like an embryo pregnant with evil.

"Whatever you are, destroy it first!" Nie Tian sensed a strong threat from the gray corpse Qi. Without hesitation, he stabbed out with a sword. The diffuse sword Qi condensed into the strongest killing intention and was emitted by electricity.

"Bang!" surprisingly, there was an invisible barrier around the gray corpse Qi to block Nie Tian's attack.

When others saw Nie Tian's move, they also moved one after another.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Suddenly, countless attacks were blocked by the corpse gas barrier.

"What a strong barrier!" Nie Tian was cold in his heart. His figure jumped up, cut off with a sword, and made a loud bang. There was a crack on the body gas barrier.

"It works!" this crack made Nie Tian happy.

But it's too late. The gray corpse gas has condensed into human shape, first hands, feet and heads, and then more refined fingers, toes, eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"Bang!" a haggard human creature broke through the corpse gas barrier, like a chick breaking its shell.

"Hmm?" the corpse king made a strange sound, and his cold eyes flashed over everyone, with doubt and confusion.

"Master, kill him quickly! He is the reborn corpse king, and the spirit is not stable. If he recovers his divine consciousness, he will be killed!" the corpse Lord shouted in panic.

"HMM." Nie Tian nodded heavily. The guy in front of him was a king in the ancient demon era. If he really restored his strength, who knows how terrible it is.

"A sword touches the sky!" without hesitation, Nie Tian cut out a sword, and the 100 meter sword shadow was cut down, as if the heaven and earth were split.

The corpse king was stunned, and then raised his hand. The most common action, but with the most decisive killing intention, a huge palm appeared in the void and pressed towards Nie Tian like a mountain.

Nie Tian noticed that the power of this palm was incomparable. After a sword was cut out, the wings of the proud sword appeared behind him. The figure stopped in a hurry, but he was hit by the huge palm and fell heavily to the ground.

When his feet fell to the ground, he smashed a huge pit on the ground. Nie Tian was suffocated in his chest, vomited blood, and his face was slightly pale.

"What a strong power!" the power of the corpse King exceeded Nie Tian's estimation. He was just reborn. He hesitated like a baby. If he could catch his breath and recover his strength a little, it would be OK.

"Roar!" the voice of deep roar rolled out from the corpse King's throat. Countless corpse Qi gushed out of his whole body and filled the air. Unexpectedly, it was connected into a large network of corpse Qi.

"Mole ants! Let your blood and energy become the king's sacrifice!" the dead king's eyes swept through the crowd, and his ferocious face revealed the ultimate madness.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" the shrill scream sounded, and dozens of figures were pulled into the air by the invisible corpse Qi. Their bodies struggled hard, but they were sucked dry in an instant and turned into corpses.

This scene was so strange and powerful that the crowd changed color in horror and subconsciously retreated.

"Mr. Nie, are you all right?" old ye came to Nie Tian and asked with concern.

Nie Tian waved his hand. Now he is the body of nine star dragon vein. As long as he can't die with one palm, he can recover soon. He said hurriedly: "don't worry about me, kill the corpse king! Don't let him recover his strength!"

The corpse King instantly drained the blood and energy of dozens of martial artists. At this time, I don't know how far his strength has been restored. If he really fully recovers, it will be a great disaster.

Old Ye nods and you yuan goes against the blade. The boundless momentum almost fills the whole cemetery.

With a knife, the wind and cloud changed color and the world wailed.

"Boom!" Pang Ran's sword fell. The corpse King actually felt dangerous and wanted to dodge, but it was too late. When the knife fell, the blade came and directly cut the corpse king into two sections.

Ye is always in the realm of the spirit of the knife. He understands the true meaning of the spirit of the knife. Even if his strength is suppressed, the power of a knife is not trivial.

The crowd trembled as they looked at him.

In particular, Wen Hao and others, the fox little beaver, took a passing look at Nie Tian and seemed to give up something.

"What pure power!" suddenly, the voice of the corpse Luo demon king sounded, and a small figure gushed out of Nie Tian and rushed into the corpse Qi that escaped in the air.