Following the sounds, the dead bodies on the ground stood up one after another. Their bodies were stiff, like zombies. Their flexibility was greatly reduced, but their strength and defense were greatly improved.
"hateful!"
A hint of evil flashed in Lu Xuanji's eyes, and he sent a message from his spiritual mind: "Xiaoxue, the Thousand Corpses Formation is a pure Yin formation, and it is most afraid of sky fire, thunder, etc. You can use the Sky Fire Technique to attack! Let's charge together and fight out of the formation.
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"Okay!" Ye Feixue nodded.
A fiery red sword appeared on Lu Xuanji's palm, as if it had the texture of a phoenix on it, as if a phoenix was about to fly out.
In the Dantian, the twelve talismans representing the Heavenly Fire Technique were rotating. After circulating through the meridians, they entered the Lihuo Sword and turned into the power of Heavenly Fire and burned on the sword.
brush!
At this moment, a zombie rushed over, his movements clumsy and quick.
Clumsy refers to slow steering.
Fast means fast.
The speed is so fast, reaching 200 meters per second, which is not inferior to the foundation-building monks in speed.
The zombies' movements are very clumsy, and their attack methods are also very simple. They just bite with their teeth and grab with their hands, but their speed is too fast. The fast speed is enough to make up for any shortcomings.
brush!
Lu Xuanji struck out with his sword, and the power of heavenly fire blessed the Lihuo sword.
Stab!
The zombie's head was shattered, but the zombie continued to kill, and its combat effectiveness was not reduced at all because the head was gone.
At the same time, zombies from other directions were attacking from all directions.
brush!
On the palm of Lu Xuanji's hand, the flying sword was flashing, as if it were swimming like a dragon and snake, as if it was undulating and changing, as if it was dancing to its heart's content, stabbing continuously in the void, and the bodies of the zombies exploded one after another, falling down.
No longer moving on the ground.
But at the same time, some zombies' bodies were broken, but they were still powerful and continued to bombard them.
Kill!
Lu Xuanji activated the flying sword, the fire light was flashing, and the phoenix was flying, killing zombies one after another.
Bang bang!
Along with the violent noise, zombies fell to the ground one after another, some were burned by the sky fire and turned into ashes; some zombies were more than half burned, but they still fought fiercely and continued to kill.
It took the second sword to kill the zombie.
Keep killing zombies, one, two, three, and soon hundreds of zombies were killed.
However, Lu Xuanji's true energy had also been consumed by as many as five levels, and his body was a little tired.
Zombies are not difficult to kill, but hundreds or thousands of them are enough to exhaust the foundation-building monk's true energy.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, Ye Feixue held the seal and activated the aura of heaven and earth. Suddenly, a fire cloud with a radius of a hundred meters appeared in the void, falling from the sky and burning towards the zombies.
Fire Cloud, a large-scale destructive spell.
But when the fire cloud spell dissipated, less than fifty zombies were burned to death. The remaining zombies were seriously burned, but they roared and continued to kill them.
In terms of cost-effectiveness, group-killing spells like Fire Cloud are not as lethal as single-target spells.
"what to do?"
Ye Feixue was slightly struggling and said: "These zombies are a little difficult to kill. The main corpse elixir is immortal and the zombies are immortal. But the position of the corpse elixir can be moved at will on the zombie's body. Unless the zombies are burned to ashes, it will be very difficult."
Kill the zombies!"
"I was careless!"
Lu Xuanji's breath was rising and falling slightly, and he took a vitality pill to make up for the loss.
He was calculating in his mind how to break the Thousand Corpses Formation.
"Yes!"
Lu Xuanji's eyes lit up, something suddenly occurred to him, and he summoned with his thoughts.
The Butian Cauldron appeared in the dantian, but the palm-sized Butian Cauldron quickly grew in size, becoming ten feet in size. It opened its mouth and absorbed it crazily. A zombie was sucked into it, and one after another, they entered.
In the big cauldron.
At the same time, the sky fire was burning in the cauldron, and the zombies who entered it were burned to ashes.
The zombies were like moths rushing to the flame, without any fear or knowing how to avoid, they entered the cauldron one after another.
Hoo ho ho!
Soon, more than a thousand zombies were taken into the cauldron and directly refined.
Ignorance of pain and fear, which are the greatest advantages of zombies, have become fatal weaknesses at this moment, and they are all heading toward death worthlessly.
When the last zombie was burned to ashes, Lu Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief.
Huh!
At this moment, I suddenly found streaks of gray gas appearing on the zombies that had been burned to ashes. These gray gases were full of vitality, full of vitality, and seemed to have supreme destiny.
These gray gases were about to flow out, but when they encountered the cauldron lid, they were blocked.
Lu Xuanji felt that his body was trembling slightly, as if he had a strong desire for these gases.
brush!
With a thought in his mind, Lu Xuanji put the Butian Cauldron into his dantian.
A gray gas enters the body, nourishing each other's bodies. It's like raindrops falling on a dry field. The whole body feels indescribably comfortable, and the hidden illnesses and various minor injuries left on the body are healing little by little.
When the monks fought hard, they left hidden wounds on their bodies. Although they were treated afterwards or took elixirs, the injuries would heal. However, this kind of recovery only healed most of the injuries. Some minor injuries could not be cured at all.
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It's like a broken bowl. After being repaired, it looks intact on the outside, but it's only intact on the surface. There are various tiny cracks on the inside.
The existence of these hidden wounds also affects the life span of monks.
The lifespan of a foundation-building monk is two hundred and forty years, but due to the hidden injuries in the body, the lifespan of many foundation-building monks is at most two hundred years.
But under the influence of these gray gases, these dark wounds are healing little by little.
Before I had time to think about why, the gray fog began to dissipate.
As thousands of zombies were killed, the formation naturally broke apart.
brush!
At this moment, the black-robed demonic cultivator appeared with a cold expression, as if looking at two prey: "Yes, yes, you actually destroyed the formation of thousands of corpses composed of five thousand mortal corpses. It's good enough, but
After going through a hard battle, how much real energy do you still have left to fight?"
"Die now!"
The black-robed demon cultivator sneered, activated the white bone flags, and sent out waves of white bone sword energy to kill them.
Swish!
At this moment, a pair of blue wings appeared behind Lu Xuanji, like the ocean or the sky, exuding the breath of freedom.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, a sword struck the black-robed demon cultivator's neck.
Stab!
The white bone flags trembled and wrapped around the Lihuo Sword. A white sword energy clashed with the red sword energy, colliding together, canceling each other out, and annihilating each other.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, a large cauldron appeared in Lu Xuanji's hand.
He grabbed a tripod foot with his left hand, danced the Heaven-Mending Cauldron and smashed it down in the air, like a brick, hitting his head.
The black-robed demon cultivator was shocked, but not panicked. His right hand was changing violently. The originally dry right hand turned golden, as if it were made of gold.
boom!
The golden hand faced the cauldron, and the two sides collided, making a buzzing sound.
However, the black-robed demonic cultivator endured the huge impact and took three steps back to release the force of the impact. The force fell on the ground and a huge footprint appeared.
Lu Xuanji raised the tripod foot again and smashed it down again.
The black-robed demonic cultivator used his golden hands to resist.
Hit it again and again!
Simple and violent.
There is nothing that Yiding cannot solve. If it doesn't work, then try another Yiding.
After hitting it ten times in a row, the golden hand lost its luster and the arm was smashed off.
Click!
A cauldron hit the black-robed demon cultivator's head, causing the watermelon to shatter.
It seemed that it was not safe, and he continued to smash it down, again and again, until the corpse turned into flesh, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.