Chapter 67: The Battle of the Holy Demon Palace Live Battle Corpse

Zhao Xiaofeng was truly on the verge of death, and his life was disappearing little by little! He had completely lost consciousness and fell into a deep coma! His floating body was falling, and his falling speed was getting faster and faster. When he was about to hit the ground, suddenly, his hands held him up.

What kind of hand has such divine power?

This is a pair of small hands that look like white onions, with delicate skin and slender fingers!

A little girl with plain white body hugged Zhao Xiaofeng...

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Xiaofeng slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a snow-white little rabbit!

Zhao Xiaofeng got up, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Surprise! Excited! Excited!

Although the snow-white little rabbit cannot speak, it feels the same as Zhao Xiaofeng!

In the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, this snow-white little rabbit accompanied Zhao Xiaofeng through life and death and hardships!

The past is vivid in my mind!

The moment Zhao Xiaofeng fell into Jiuyou Cliff, he threw the snow-white rabbit onto the cliff. Until now, he still clearly remembers the heart-wrenching call of the little rabbit on the cliff, and the call still cried...

Zhao Xiaofeng knew that this was not an ordinary little white rabbit! He always wanted to know its origin!

When the snow-white little rabbit saw Zhao Xiaofeng, he jumped and jumped like he did in the past!

Zhao Xiaofeng picked it up, gently stroked its long furry ears, and said softly: "The hair on your body is as white as snow. I can't get a good name, just call you Xueer!"

The snow-white little rabbit seemed to understand Zhao Xiaofeng's words, and squeaked twice, rubbing Zhao Xiaofeng's face with his small head.

More than three years have passed, and Xue'er has not changed at all. Where has Xue'er gone in the past three years? How did she come to the Great Yin Empire? How did she happen to meet her here? Did Xue'er save herself? How could this be possible? She fell from the sky and was not injured. What was going on? Unfortunately, Xue'er couldn't speak, and everything it knew could only be buried in its heart!

Zhao Xiaofeng looked around and was surprised to find that this place was a barren mountain.

The barren mountain is not big, there is not a single tree on the mountain, only some grass grows sporadically. His blood-flame divine sword is placed on the rocks beside him.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and his body was normal! He recalled the thrilling and bizarre experience in the stone chamber of the Holy Demon Palace, and was still in fear! Until now, he didn't know how he escaped and how he came to this small desert mountain!

Zhao Xiaofeng still wants to go back. He traveled thousands of miles to the Holy Demon Palace of the Great Yin Empire to seize the inherited pearl of the Holy Demon Palace. He was cautious at all times and everywhere, opening the Tianxinzhu to isolate all his information. Unexpectedly, he was even trapped in Huo Lin's trick!

Ten miles below the barren mountain is the capital of the Great Yin Empire.

Zhao Xiaofeng carried the Blood Flame Divine Sword behind him and hugged Xueer down the mountain!

Although Xue'er is a little rabbit, she is very spiritual. She curled up in Zhao Xiaofeng's arms and did not move.

Today, the Holy Demon Palace is still the same as usual, with people coming and going, and the river flowing endlessly. Early in the morning, Master Huo Ba carried the water truck into the headquarters of the Holy Demon Palace. The daily water used in the Holy Demon Palace was transported by Master Huo Ba from Liuxiang Creek, a hundred miles away.

The water in Liuxiang Creek is not only clear and sweet, but also has a faint fragrance. Legend has it that drinking the water in Liuxiang Creek can not only prolong life, eliminate all diseases, but also live the meridians and unblock the meridians and improve cultivation. In the Great Yin Empire, except for the Holy Demon Palace, no one dared to go to Liuxiang Creek to get water, and even the royal family of the Great Yin Empire dared not. The water in Liuxiang Creek has been occupied by the Holy Demon Palace for hundreds of years. After Huo Lin succeeded as the Lord of the Holy Demon Palace, the water escort officer was replaced by Master Huo Ba. This was a fat man, and Master Huo Ba didn't know how many times he had secretly been happy.

A huge cylindrical bucket can contain at least 5,000 kilograms of water. Every day, Master Huo Ba had to bring dozens of brothers to escort nine hundred barrels of water from Liuxiang Creek. Nine hundred barrels of water were sent to various places at the headquarters of the Holy Demon Palace. Among them, there were fifty barrels of water, Master Huo Ba had to send it to him personally.

The brothers under Mr. Huo Ba did not understand why he did such rough work. No one knew where Mr. Huo Ba transported these fifty buckets of water! No one dared to ask if Mr. Huo Ba didn't say it!

Today, as usual, Mr. Huo Ba was transporting the remaining fifty buckets of water alone. He rolled two buckets of water onto the cart, then pushed the cart and turned into a small dark room. The door of the small dark room was gently closed, and it was pitch black inside. The floor of the small dark room suddenly sank rapidly. Mr. Huo Ba and the water delivery truck disappeared instantly. The floor finally stopped. In the darkness, Mr. Huo Ba gently knocked on the wall five times, and then knocked three times hard! A flash of light suddenly opened a small door. Mr. Huo Ba quickly pushed the cart in. This was actually a pool, with a layer of fog in the pool, and a faint fragrance of medicine was floating in the fog.

Master Huo Ba was pouring water into the pool.

The water poured in, stirring up a bunch of splashes of water.

A naked young man suddenly jumped in the pool. First one, then two, three, four...

Master Huo Ba went back and forth twenty-five times, poured all fifty buckets of water into the pool, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that the pool where Mr. Huo Ba pours water every day is the only place in the Holy Demon Palace to create living corpses.

As soon as Master Huo Ba left, a thin figure flashed out from the dark dark room... Zhao Xiaofeng! This thin figure is Zhao Xiaofeng!

Next to the pool where the mist was floating, Zhao Xiaofeng slowly pulled out the blood flame magic sword on his back.

The blood-red blade body reflects the place red!

A sudden scream came from the pool: "Zhao Xiaofeng is not dead yet!" As soon as the exclamation passed, the water in the pool shook at high speed, and a young man flew out of the pool like a flying one.

Zhao Xiaofeng held the Blood Flame Divine Sword and looked at the young man coldly.

This young man was the ragged young man! If it weren't for him, Zhao Xiaofeng wouldn't have fallen into that terrible stone chamber. To Zhao Xiaofeng's surprise, the young man he desperately wanted to save was a real living corpse!

At this time, this living war corpse no longer looked ragged. His bright clothes seemed out of place with everything here.

Zhao Xiaofeng knew that this young man had been a living corpse for many years, and the living corpse in the pool had not yet been truly formed, and it was just a semi-finished product!

The young man looked at Zhao Xiaofeng and suddenly said coldly: "I am War God One."

Zhao Xiaofeng sneered: "Why are you not called Living War Clerk No. 1?"

The young man didn't speak, and his whole body emitted a cold cold. He reached behind his back and slowly drew a sword.

The sword is not long, but it exudes a coldness.

Zhao Xiaofeng said coldly: "Your sword is cold, my sword is hot! Weapons are also incompatible with water and fire!"

The young man continued coldly: "People are even more incompatible with water and fire!" As he spoke, the sword was mixed with a cold, which stinged Zhao Xiaofeng's chest. The chest was large and there were many opportunities to succeed. He wanted to kill Zhao Xiaofeng when he made a move!

Zhao Xiaofeng did not use the four magic sword styles. He wanted to see how powerful the living corpse was.

The young man's sword stabbed over, Zhao Xiaofeng turned around, and the Blood Flame Divine Sword pounded the sword.

The swords and swords fought each other and made a crisp roar.

The young man bullied himself and stepped forward, his sword pulled back, and stabbed Zhao Xiaofeng's vital abdomen.

This move is faster and more powerful!

Zhao Xiaofeng jumped up and the Blood Flame Divine Sword slashed straight at the young man's head.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword flashed with red light, mixed with a strong wind, and the blade was less than five inches above the young man's head!

Unexpectedly, the young man did not hide or avoid him, and he drew a sword from behind with his other hand.

The two-handed sword is not a knife that slams Zhao Xiaofeng, but a sudden stab at Zhao Xiaofeng's chest and lower abdomen!

With a "crack" sound, the Blood Flame Divine Sword slashed down, and the young man was split in half!

What's scary is that the young man did not fall down or bleed, and the sword in his hand still stabbed Zhao Xiaofeng's chest and lower abdomen.

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked and flashed.

With a "punch", a sword hit Zhao Xiaofeng's shoulder.

The sword was drawn out, and blood splattered. Zhao Xiaofeng covered the wound with his hands and staggered back.

The young man's body is divided into two, half of his head, half of his face, half of his body, one leg, one hand, and a sword in his hand.

This scene is extremely strange and terrifying!

Zhao Xiaofeng took a breath, and the battle of the living corpse was indeed amazing!

The Tianxin Bead was activated, and the sword wound on Zhao Xiaofeng's shoulder healed instantly.

The two half of the living corpses were fighting, waving their swords, jumping and jumping at Zhao Xiaofeng. There was also a sound in the pool, and the fog-covered surface was crowded with people.

Zhao Xiaofeng dared not fall in love with the fight, he was afraid that if he delayed, an accident would happen.

Zhao Xiaofeng flipped his wrist, and the Blood Flame Divine Sword drew a strange circle, and then stabbed straight into the air.

The first move of the Blood Flame Divine Sword: Blood Flame Flows in the Sky!

The first move of the Divine Sword was used, and a circle of blood-red flames spread around instantly with Zhao Xiaofeng as the center.

Two half of them fought alively, waving their swords, and pounced in the flames.

Zhao Xiaofeng shouted loudly, and the five inheritance beads on his wrist lit up at the same time.

The inherited orb of Demon Island emits a golden blue light!

The inheritance beads of Wandu Sect emit a deep red light!

The inherited orb of the Divine Sword Mansion emits an orange-yellow light!

The inherited orb of Piaomiao Valley emits a milky white light!

The inherited orb of Tianshu Palace emits a dark green light!

The five inherited orbs are all auxiliary and top-quality artifacts!

The Blood Flame Divine Sword plus the assistance of the five inherited orbs has increased its power! The blood-red flame is stronger, stronger, and more fierce!

The two half-living battle corpses, together with the entire pool, were instantly engulfed by a raging fire!

The scream immediately became weaker. In just a moment, it turned into ashes! Even the bottom of the pond was burned!

Zhao Xiaofeng was also shocked. It was the first time he used this style of playing, but he didn't expect that the power would be so terrifying!

The surrounding walls are shaking, and the place is about to collapse!

As soon as Zhao Xiaofeng entered the Red Realm realm, it collapsed here.

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