She looked up at the top of the corpse mountain and saw a "crescent moon" floating quietly above the corpse mountain, emitting a cold light.

Take a closer look, where is the "crescent moon"?

It is clearly a strange-shaped scimitar.

This knife is shaped like a crescent moon, one foot long, has no handle, has sharp points at both ends, and has blades both inside and outside. The whole body is crystal clear, as if carved by ice crystals.

It is the divine weapon "Ice Death Blade"!

These thousands of alien warriors were killed here by this magic weapon!

However, the current state of this magical weapon looks really miserable.

The blade was covered with dense and shocking cracks. At first glance, it looked as if the ten-foot-long scimitar had been shattered and then the fragments were forcibly glued together.

And those densely packed, criss-crossing cracks are almost all pitch black, like dark veins, exuding a strange atmosphere of cold death, yet peace and tranquility, which makes people feel a strange "destination for all living beings".

Feel.

"Netherworld erosion!"

The senior sister could tell at a glance that the black "veins" in the cracks on the blade were exactly the power of the netherworld that corroded the divine weapon.

Since ancient times, under the erosion of the power of the netherworld for countless years, this magical weapon that was supposed to be made of pure ice and snow power has almost transformed into a ghostly magic blade.

No wonder the Black Tiger Guards killed by him turned into zombies and ghosts.

At this time, the mist surged to the left, and a swordsman in black walked out, with criss-crossing scars all over his body.

Every scar was an extrusion of skin and flesh, deep into the bones, and even injuries to the internal organs. However, there was no trace of pain in the cold and indifferent eyes of the black-clothed sword spirit, and his movements did not appear slow.

He stepped into this fog-free space, looked up at the Ice Death Blade on the mountain of corpses, and without hesitation, took long strides and rushed towards the mountain of corpses.

"Flesh puppet!"

Shen Lang whispered: "Sister, I have seen this swordsman in black before. He is a flesh and blood puppet under Lian Yunxiao!"

"Lian Yunxiao's puppet?"

The elder sister muttered:

"Master Bailong has five disciples in total. The fifth disciple, Lian Yunxiao, is dead. The first three disciples have a secret whereabouts. Only the fourth disciple follows Bailong all year round. The person who comes is very likely to be the fourth disciple of Bailong!"

As he was talking, mist also surged on the right side, and a tall, barefooted man two meters tall, wrapped in an animal skin around his waist and wearing a shirtless shirt, came out.

His face, neck, and chest were covered with large twisted animal-shaped tattoos, and he carried a huge mace in his hand. His strong muscles, which looked like they were made of copper and iron, were also criss-crossed with bone-deep scars, but he was full of fanaticism.

There was no trace of pain in his eyes.

After entering this place, he casually glanced at Shen Lang and Senior Sister who were diagonally across the way, showed a bloodthirsty smile, then took long strides and rushed towards the mountain of corpses.

Competitors from both sides are coming.

But these two people are far from enough in front of Shen Lang and Senior Sister.

"Xiaogu, come on!"

Shen Lang shouted low, patted the bare dot pen in the palm of Xiaogu's hand, then raised his hand and pointed at the black-clothed swordsman on the left, and started the "soul-destroying curse", shocking the black-clothed swordsman to a halt.

, it’s like being hit by a body-fixing technique.

After that, Shen Lang fired another "Continuous Fireball", seven fireballs the size of a human head, all of which hit the black-clothed swordsman.

The reason why I chose the seventh-level spell "Continuous Fireball" is because this flesh and blood puppet has a fourth-level cultivation level.

Such a powerful flesh and blood puppet, even if it has been severely injured by the "Ice Death Blade" and temporarily controlled by the "Soul-Destroying Curse", with Shen Lang's only fifth-level Taoist cultivation level, it is difficult to use the ninth-level

Level 8 spells will kill a general with one hit, and at least level 7 spells are required.

Boom boom boom...

A deafening explosion sounded, and the swordsman in black was drowned in the sea of ​​fire.

At the same time as Shen Lang took action.

The senior sister also raised her hand towards the strong barbarian man and pointed a finger. A fountain suddenly surged out from under the strong barbarian man's feet and turned into nine slender water snakes, tightly binding him.

Before the strong barbarian man could struggle, the senior sister shot out another "Frost Finger", and the nine water snakes immediately condensed into ice. A layer of white frost appeared on the surface of the strong barbarian man's body, and the whole figure seemed to have turned into a snowman.

But the strong barbarian man could still struggle. With a crackling sound, all the white frost on his body fell off, and a bloody man with all his muscles and muscles was exposed, but in the struggle, all his skin was peeled off.

Come down!

After the barbarian broke free, knowing that he could not get close to the mountain of corpses without dealing with Shen Lang and the others, he immediately let out a savage war cry, raised his mace, and charged towards the two men like a bloody beast.

Under the explosion of Qi and blood, the blood on his body surface evaporated and turned into a blood mist, covering him inside.

Facing this ferocious savage who was like a skinned devil, capable of scaring ordinary people to death, the senior sister did not change her expression and said calmly:

"The barbarian warriors of Mobei purely cultivate their physical strength. They also draw tattoos with the blood of demon beasts and seal the souls of demon beasts in the tattoos. Although they do not cultivate internal strength and true energy, they lose flexibility and lack of change, but they are as arrogant and strong as demon beasts.

His physique and spell resistance are also extremely strong... This barbarian warrior's strength is not inferior to that of a fourth-grade great warrior, but his physique and vitality are even better..."

While explaining the characteristics of the barbarian to Shen Lang, she raised her hand and pointed, and a sword-like cold light shot out from her fingertips. It spanned several feet in an instant, broke through the blood mist around the barbarian, stabbed on his neck, and then circled the barbarian.

The thick and bloody neck spun in a circle, and the barbarian's head suddenly dropped to the ground with a pop. The flesh-and-blood body continued to rush forward for several steps before falling to the ground exhausted.

In front of Senior Sister, a fourth-grade peak practitioner who is not far away from third-grade, even third-grade great warriors can only compete equally, not to mention that although this kind of power is equivalent to that of a fourth-grade great warrior, his skills, flexibility, and

What a shameful barbarian.

However, after beheading the barbarian warrior, the senior sister still stared at the headless body that had fallen to the ground and said calmly:

"But even so, this barbarian warrior is probably not completely dead..."

Just as he was talking, a bloody bull's head suddenly grew out of the neck of the barbarian warrior that was constantly spurting blood, and his hands turned into a pair of deformed and enlarged bear paws.

Then the barbarian warrior pushed his bear paws to the ground, stood up again, held up the bull's head that was molded into a lake of flesh and blood, let out a violent bull roar, and rushed towards the elder sister again, the footsteps became heavier and the momentum became more ferocious and ferocious.

"Some barbarian warriors seal the souls of demon beasts that are quite powerful. After death, the demon souls will resurrect, occupy the body, and transform into half-human, half-monster beasts. However, the demon souls are incomplete, and the barbarian warriors' original will is also gone.

He will survive, so after he wakes up, he will lose all reason and will only follow his last wish before his death and launch an endless and violent attack on the enemy who killed him..."

The senior sister said in a calm tone, obviously explaining to Shen Lang so that he would know how to deal with the barbarian warriors when he met them later.

At the same time, she raised her hand and pushed, and a ripple of air hit the barbarian warrior's chest, sending the barbarian warrior who had rushed within ten steps of her flying backwards.

When it fell, the body of the barbarian warrior expanded rapidly like a rapidly inflating balloon, and finally exploded into pieces with a crash.

Just as the senior sister was killing this barbarian warrior.

The sea of ​​fire exploded by the seven consecutive fireballs on the other side also slowly disappeared, but out of the sea of ​​fire, a blackened skeleton with only a few fascia left, holding a lake of flesh and blood, a broken human head that was almost a skeleton, walked toward Shen Lang.

Coming quickly.

"You've become like this and you're not dead yet? Are you really the fucking Terminator?"

Shen Lang was slightly startled, then raised his hand and waved a "flaming knife". The crescent-shaped flaming knife quickly chopped off the flesh and blood puppet's head.

The skeleton of the flesh puppet is much more flexible than that of the Terminator. When it rushes forward, it moves in a "Zigzag" shape and avoids the flames of the sword like lightning.

But that's where it ends.

When it was about to move, Shen Lang predicted it in advance and directly issued a "strong stele smashing hand". The translucent obelisk fell from the sky and hit the flesh and blood puppet's head hard.

The flesh puppet, which had lost most of its flesh and blood, could no longer operate its true energy body protection. Of course, its skeleton was not as strong as the Terminator's alloy skeleton. It was suddenly hit with its brains bursting and it died on the spot.

Just when Shen Lang and the senior sister intercepted the flesh puppets and barbarian warriors, Xiao Gu already had some fine pen in hand and rushed under the mountain of corpses.

After that, it did not go up the mountain, but took off its right hand up to the wrist, flew up to the top of the corpse mountain, and grabbed the magic weapon hanging above the corpse mountain.

at this moment.

Shen Lang's heart almost rose to his throat. He clenched his hands into fists and stared at Xiaogu's bony hand without blinking. He was afraid that if he touched it, it would make the magic weapon go crazy.

Rampage.

Although Xiao Gu is standing under the mountain of corpses, still some distance away from the Ice Death Blade, but under the rage of the Ice Death Blade, God knows whether he will be able to recover from more than a hundred years ago and kill a third-level person with one blow from a distance of more than 200 feet.

The power of a general.

If this is true, the small bones will be in danger of being shattered into pieces.

Although Shen Lang has given the Dianjing Brush to Xiaogu, with the status of the Dianjing Brush, it will not be cut by the severely damaged "Ice Death Blade", but the attack speed of the Ice Death Blade is too fast.

If there is a sudden outbreak, it is still unknown whether Xiaogu can escape into the Dianjingbi space in time.

Under Shen Lang's nervous gaze, under the gaze of the senior sister who could not take his eyes away, implying expectation.

Xiaogu's slender and delicate bone hand touched the one-foot-long crescent moon weapon.

Then……

On the surface of the divine weapon, the dark "veins" formed by the erosion of the power of the netherworld suddenly came to life, slowly expanding and contracting like blood vessels, while extending black air threads and connecting to the small bones of the hand.

At the same time, the Ice Death Blade made a clear sound, flashed with cold light, and burst out an extremely dangerous energy, as if it was about to explode.

But before it could take effect, the dark "veins" that were constantly expanding and contracting in every corner of the blade suddenly became bright and emitted a "strongly suppressed" Qi, blowing the ice.

Suppress the attack of Death Blade!

At this time, Xiaogu's right hand was already entangled and wrapped by dense black air threads spreading from those dark tendons.

But Xiaogu's situation doesn't seem to be passive.
To be continued...