Driven by Luo Hong, each of the Five Elements Flags gushed out a stream of pure spiritual energy, gathering towards the center like a colorful cloud.
Accompanied by the "crackling" sound of electricity, a white thunderball the size of an egg quickly took shape.
Immediately, the five-colored rays of pure spiritual energy turned into a vortex and crazily poured into the white thunder ball.
The aura of the white thunder ball rose rapidly, and Luo Hong controlled the balance of the five elements' aura, so that its volume only increased slightly.
After a few breaths, the white thunder ball grew to the size of a human head. Luo Hong could no longer maintain its internal balance, so he made it fall downwards.
At this moment, a large amount of earth and rocks in the rift valley were thrown into the air, and accompanied by a deafening roar, a head that was about ten feet long, with four bloody eyes, and a bronze helmet popped out.
When this giant corpse saw the Five Elements Divine Thunder, which was like a firefly compared to him, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"burst!"
As soon as the order was given, the white thunderball, which was only the size of a head, exploded and instantly turned into a huge thunderball several feet in diameter, with white arcs as thick as a python beating on its surface.
Immediately, a painful roar came from the thunder ball!
Just when Luo Hong was about to use another method, his ears twitched and he heard the sound of a sword hidden in the roar. His face immediately changed and his figure jumped ten feet away.
The next moment, a sword light as thin as silk slashed past where he was just now.
I saw a green silk thread appear on the white thunder ball, and then a pair of bat wings with a wingspan of more than ten feet suddenly opened, dividing the white thunder ball into two halves along the green thread.
Countless white electric arcs danced on the bat's wings, leaving traces of burnt black marks everywhere.
Between the two wings, a Flying Corpse King, nearly ten feet tall and wearing bronze armor, was staring at Luo Hong with his only bloody eye.
As for the cyan sword thread that split the Five Elements Divine Thunder and almost injured Luo Hong, it came from a bronze sword held by the Flying Corpse King.
Haha, I seem to have offended him.
Luo Hong secretly smiled bitterly.
The powerful corpse aura exuded by the Feitian Corpse King is no less than that of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying. Han Shiquan felt it slightly, and his heart felt cold, so he turned around and took Han Yunzhi towards Yan Jing.
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Although Monk Yanjing sacrificed a golden cassock and continuously fired out golden knives to kill the approaching flying corpses, the flying corpse king didn't even look at him, and his eyes never left Luo Luo after he appeared.
rainbow.
At this time, the Flying Corpse King slowly raised his bronze sword, suddenly flapped his wings, and disappeared from the spot.
Luo Hong's pupils shrank, white light flashed around him, and he used the Five Elements Escape Technique to teleport more than a hundred feet away.
Before Luo Hong's aura of speed had faded away, the figure of the Flying Corpse King suddenly appeared and chopped off the bronze sword with all his strength.
This damn thing is so fast!
Luo Hong was secretly surprised by the Flying Corpse King's escape speed, which was as fast as teleportation. He raised his palm to his Dantian and used the Sea-Suppressing Pearl.
After striking the empty space with his sword, the Flying Corpse King suddenly turned his head, a bloody light flashed in his only bloody eye, and invisible fluctuations suddenly came out.
A scene of a fierce battle between humans and demons suddenly appeared in front of Luo Hong's eyes. Blood was raining down, and his life was like grass. The scene shocked his mind.
"Illusion? Humph!"
Luo Hong just urged him with his spiritual thoughts, and the battle scene in front of him shattered like a mirror, and then he teleported away from the place without thinking.
As expected, the Flying Corpse King caught Luo Hong in the illusion and rushed over again.
The two attacks failed, and the Flying Corpse King couldn't help roaring angrily.
After the flying corpses heard the roar, they all screamed in response, abandoning their original target and pounced on Luo Hong.
The howls of countless corpse monsters gathered together and formed a magical power, which made Luo Hong's vision blurred.
This is because the main target of the corpse monsters is him. Otherwise, with the fragile bodies of Han Yunzhi and others, they would bleed to death within a few breaths.
"Donor Luo, let me help you!"
I don't know when Monk Yanjing was sitting on the golden cassock. After shouting loudly, his face became like a diamond with angry eyes, and Sanskrit sounds came out from his mouth.
Gradually, the Sanskrit sounds gathered together, like muffled thunder, resounding throughout the sky, suppressing the howling of the corpse.
With a "swipe" sound, the Feitian Corpse King's bronze sword struck the empty space again. He was about to explode with anger, and his bloody eyes swept across to find Luo Hong's location.
But at this moment, a cold voice came from very close:
"Don't think Luo is afraid of you!"
Half following the words, Zhen Haizhu turned into a stream of light and hit the only remaining bloody eye of the Flying Corpse King.
Although the Flying Corpse King didn't know how powerful Zhenhai Zhu was, he didn't want to attack head-on. His wings shook slightly, trying to dodge with his invisible escape speed.
As a result, just as the Flying Corpse King disappeared, Luo Hong softly uttered one word:
"Certainly!"
At this time, Zhen Lan, who was protecting Yan Jing next to her, had a look of surprise on her face, and she looked at Luo Hong in horror.
Just now, the curse-eating Gu she raised suddenly died suddenly.
Since the spell is invisible and colorless when activated, it is difficult to detect, especially some evil spells, which can make people fall into the spell without knowing it. Therefore, every core disciple in the Huaxian Sect will keep a curse-eating Gu.
in vivo.
This voodoo has a strong ability to sense spells. Once someone casts a spell around you, or the person who raises the voodoo is cursed, it will react.
But Zhen Lan has never heard of the curse-eating Gu, which can cause sudden death due to sensing the curse!
What Luo Hong cast at this time was a spell he learned from the soul-nurturing beads, which he called the "Standing Curse".
The effect is just like what the Flying Corpse King showed at this moment. He was flying rapidly just now, but this moment he was like an insect in amber, unable to even blink his eyelids!
The Flying Corpse King is so powerful that Luo Hong's immobilization spell can only last him less than a breath, but this time is enough to decide life or death in a fight at their level.
With a flash of light, the Zhenhai Pearl hit the Flying Corpse King's remaining bloody eye firmly, crushing his eyeball like tofu and drilling directly into his brain.
Just as he was about to smash through the back of his head, a palm-sized black and red fire crow emerged from the inside of the Zhenhai Pearl.
Although all four eyes are blind, the Flying Corpse King is still fierce. He has been transformed into a corpse, and his head is no longer a fatal part. As long as he is not beheaded entirely, there will be no serious impact.
However, the next moment, black and red spiritual flames rushed out from his seven orifices, and his entire head quickly softened.
Moreover, the flames followed the long-dried meridians in his body and rushed towards his limbs and bones.
In just a few breaths, the Flying Corpse King turned into a huge human-shaped torch.
With just enough time to scream, the Flying Corpse King turned into ashes in the black and red spiritual flames.
The only thing left was his bronze armor and his huge bronze sword.
Immediately, the flame mass gathered in the middle, transformed into a black and red fire crow, and flew into the Zhenhai Pearl not far away.
"That's right, that's right. It's not in vain that I fed him so much pure Yang Yan, and I also swallowed the spirit demon flame. This power is undoubtedly the most powerful spirit flame in the human world!
However, after being refined with so many spiritual flames, this flame is very different from the original nuclear black flame, and it is time to change its name.
Well~ let’s call you Heiwu Zhenyan!”
Luo Hong looked at Zhen Haizhu with relief, pondered for a moment and said.
Upon hearing his new name, a wisp of flame jumped out from the surface of the Zhenhai Pearl and swayed slightly, as if to express joy.
Luo Hong was even more satisfied when he saw that the Black Crow True Flame was so psychic.
After taking it back to his Dantian and holding it in Yuanying's arms to warm it up, Luo Hong looked away from the huge armor suspended in mid-air.
I tried to cast a spell, but the bronze armor did not change at all and seemed unable to change its size.
Luo Hong didn't mind the result. He just wanted to use it as a giant puppet and had no intention of wearing it himself. No matter how big it was, it didn't matter.
Just as he was putting it into his treasure bag, a token on his armor aroused his interest.
Reaching out to take a picture, Luo Hong grabbed the token made of white bones and took a closer look. Four ancient texts were written on it:
"Fu Jun's personal guard?"
Luo Hong's face couldn't help but darken. Such a powerful corpse king was actually just a personal guard. Who is this prince?
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While Luo Hong was fighting fiercely with the Flying Corpse King, Qing Yang and Xuan Cha had already escaped to the foot of the Black Peak.
Strange to say, those flying corpses that had been chasing after them all stopped in fear a mile away from the black peak, as if there was something extremely terrifying hidden in the black peak.
"Senior brother, Rakshasa Mansion won't kill that kid, right?"
Xuan Cha was still thinking about Luo Hong's Xuanyin Eyes and said very uneasily.
"It's okay. As long as the monk is here, they will suffer a little at most."
Old Demon Qingyang's consciousness swept around the black stone peak, as if he was eager to find something, and he responded casually.
"You two fellow Taoists, are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you rushing to find the treasure?"
Suddenly, the angry voice of the old monster Tianhen came from far behind.
"Damn old fox, junior sister, let's go!"
The old demon Qingyang cursed and took Xuansha with him to escape somewhere on the black stone peak.
I really came here to hunt for treasures, hum! I will never let you escape!
God hates the old monster who didn't expect that the other party would reveal his trap after just a little probing.
Obviously, either these two people have a way to get rid of themselves, or the treasure is already nearby.
No matter what the situation was, the old monster Tianhen would not allow himself to escape, so he immediately drew up a magic formula and performed some kind of secret technique.
He heard an eagle cry, and the shadow of a giant eagle appeared behind him, and then disappeared into his body.
Immediately, the escape speed of the old monster Tianhen doubled, and the escape light almost turned into silk threads, chasing straight towards the two of the Demon Flame Sect.
The figures of both parties quickly disappeared into the black stone peak. A moment later, Han Li, driving the Wind and Thunder Wings, appeared at the foot of the stone peak.
He looked up and saw that the two strange peaks were about three hundred feet high. The surface was covered with black gravel, and there was a section of red and white rock formation more than ten feet thick at the bottom.
After using his spiritual sense and Mingqing spiritual eyes to explore, Han Li did not find any corpse monster hidden in the stone peak, so he followed the aura of Tianhen and others and pursued them.