Cao Erzhu turned around suddenly and looked behind him.
Amidst the howling sounds of ghosts and wolves, a man with long hair and white clothes appeared not far away, wearing a cardigan and white clothes. The clothes were extremely old.
This man was skinny, extremely tall, could not identify his gender, and his complexion was extremely pale, like a corpse that had been dead for three days.
"Gulu."
Cao Erzhu swallowed.
He saw this man's face clearly!
When the pale human skin on this guy's face fell off as he scratched his face, it was clear that only white bones and maggots were left inside.
"What a corpse!"
Cao Erzhu was astonished.
After six months of experience in the ghost and Buddha world, he gained a lot of experience and gained a lot of knowledge in the spirit refining world.
But even monsters like Li Gui and Yinhun, which were still a bit scary, have adapted to it. Erzhu has some difficulty accepting the creatures in front of him... oh, dead things.
This is no longer horror.
This is disgusting, extremely twisted and weird disgusting, it's downright disgusting.
"Sorry, I scared you."
The voice actually came from this corpse, and it sounded a bit apologetic. This is so... very human!
As the corpse man spoke, he bent down to pick up the face, smeared it all over his face, and said:
"Little brother, to be honest, I wanted to sneak attack you just now, but you are really interesting. You actually said that you can have a child if you have a grudge, and you can still lay eggs."
"Hey, this is so interesting. I can't help but feel the urge to get to know you better."
"I imagine your soul is purer and more delicious than the ones I've eaten before."
"I can't wait to see you..."
Crystal silk threads flowed from the corpse man's mouth, which made him salivate. In fact, it was the liquid from the insect corpses after chewing the maggots.
Cao Erzhu shuddered.
He saw clearly that this corpse man was probably in the realm of spiritual refining and Taixu, but he was different from all the powerful ghosts he had encountered in the ghost and Buddha realm in the past.
It has intelligence!
This has never happened in half a year.
Fierce ghosts are like wild beasts and can be driven away using tricks. This is the consensus of those experienced in the world of ghosts and Buddhas.
Once such a "ghost king" appears, 99% of experienced practitioners will probably be caught off guard and unable to resist.
Even if they react, most Taixu will not be able to defeat this kind of ghost king.
Because there is still holy power in his body!
Cao Erzhu can discern true knowledge at a glance.
This ghost king may have really eaten a lot of souls of experienced people, and has the ability to devour and refine the masterless holy power of the ghost and Buddha world.
"It's not a ghost, but..."
"Half-saint level, Lord of Hell?"
Obviously, the zombie man's intelligence is not low. Not only can he think and communicate, but he can also master human emotional changes.
It smeared my face once, but didn't smear it.
While talking, it was mixed, but it still didn't work.
By the end of it, my mouth was drooling and I couldn't even get it wet.
After doing this again and again, the corpse man stopped talking and became a little impatient:
"What's going on? How could it be like this? My face..."
——It still wants shame!
Cao Erzhu was greatly shocked.
But something even more surprising happened.
But after seeing that the corpse man couldn't live and die, he went completely crazy, opened his mouth and let out a scream:
"sad--"
After the madness, it has come with its gaze.
In the empty eye holes, two green ghost fires burst out, and he laughed miserably:
"Little brother, I want your body."
——What a polite corpse!
Cao Erzhu found that it was not only polite, but also very charming in its movements.
The corpse man was only wearing a tattered long cardigan, exposing two rows of ribs on his chest, but he stroked the hem of the clothing in front of his knees that did not exist, as if he was raising the empty robe back.
Then he changed his legs and stepped forward, his left skeleton hand lightly pressed the space in front of his chest, as if he was holding something. His right skeleton hand slowly pulled out from the air, and actually pulled out a three-foot-long will-o'-the-wisp from an unknown place.
sword.
——What a cool move!
Cao Erzhu was shocked.
This corpse, no matter from the casual words in his conversation, the charm of his gestures, and the posture of him standing with his sword tilted at the moment...
It's nothing but a corpse!
Except it looks ugly!
It perfectly fits the charm that Cao Erzhu imagined, the "immortal wind and Taoist bone" that only ancient swordsmen could have...
It was an ancient sword cultivator, right?
After the death of Immortal Mei, this is what he should look like!
"offend."
The corpse man nodded slightly, and the will-o'-the-wisp sword trembled.
Unable to see clearly how it used its sword, the residual image on the spot dissipated, and it had stabbed the sword in the face - a time and space jump!
"when!"
The sound of the soul exploded, like a heavy hammer in a blacksmith shop shattering a dream, but at this moment, it could only raise a little dust and smoke.
Cao Erzhu covered his face with his palms.
The sword of will-o'-the-wisp pierced his palm, and was blocked by a layer of purple electric film that flowed quietly.
When he looked like this, he could see the will-o'-the-wisps flickering in the eye holes of the corpse in front of him, which was almost the same height as himself, and he looked even more shocked.
Cao Erzhu held the will-o'-the-wisp sword with one hand, shook his head slowly, and said seriously:
"This corpse, you are indeed very powerful."
"But you must have found the wrong person. I'm not someone to mess with."
As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse man raised his upper body back and kicked Cao Erzhu, hoping to use his strength to pull away the sword of will-o'-the-wisp and stay away from the terror.
Snap!
Cao Erzhu's eyes remained still, his left hand moved down cleanly and grabbed the slender skeleton leg.
"Boy, I admit that you are somewhat real..." The corpse man had something to say, but his words suddenly stopped.
When the will-o'-the-wisp looked down slightly, a skeleton's face was reflected in the firelight, and he could actually see a look that made people laugh or cry:
"Maybe there is something wrong..."
boom!
There was a burst of thunder.
Cao Erzhu just exerted a little force on his grip, and the corpse's skeleton legs were shattered. The lightning was like a snake, and it quickly climbed up the corpse's body.
"Break!"
The corpse man immediately broke his right leg, let go of the will-o'-the-wisp sword, turned around and flew back, laughing as he flew:
"The gecko will be out of trouble if its tail is cut off!"
"The mountains are high and the roads are far, there will be..."
call out!
Before he could finish speaking, a sound of breaking wind came from behind him, and it was clearly his own will-o'-the-wisp sword.
"ridiculous."
The corpse man stood with one leg in the air, turned around Lingxu, and said domineeringly: "This is my sword, and you actually want to hurt me with it..."
There was another sudden stop, and the corpse's eyes were filled with ghostly fire, and it shuddered for a few times.
Because there is no sword in front of me at all!
The big guy who fell far away didn't even take a step, but suddenly transformed into a "thousand-legged spider".
Countless purple lightning lines were shot out from his body, and each line was tied to a thunder sword. He pointed down in the air, and the direction the sword was aiming at was clearly him.
And the Will-O-Wisp Sword only hit a vanguard!
"Absolutely impossible, it must be an illusory sword technique!"
The corpse man could only say this, it was too late to escape.
The will-o'-the-wisp sword blasted through its chest, and the power of thunder it carried exploded its entire body.
The intense pain told me that this was not a magic swordsmanship.
That man was a spiritual refining master, but he only manipulated the spiritual refining sword instead of using the Ten Thousand Swordsmanship!
It's not too late for the gecko to lose its body.
The corpse man reacted extremely quickly and immediately broke his own neck.
Only a skeletal head was left behind, flying away in the air, leaving behind a sneer:
"It doesn't hurt."
Cao Erzhu was shocked.
This corpse is not very strong and has a really tough mouth.
He controlled the thousands of thunder swords and pierced the air, but the skull dodged left and right and avoided them all.
"A bit strong, but not much..."
Cao Erzhu felt quite strange.
You could say this corpse is a master. It's so useless and can only speak harshly.
Let's just say this corpse is a rookie. It can jump through time and space with a sword, and its level of ease and ease is not inferior to that of Brother Shou.
At the same time, such a sense of fighting...
"He was definitely a master when he was alive!"
Cao Erzhu has been trained by his father for more than 20 years, and his fighting consciousness is almost superior to that of the younger generation.
It can be said that except for Brother Xiaoshou, there are few people in the world who can compare with him.
But performing the technique like this, piercing with a thousand swords, and achieving precise stabbing - this is the basic skill of practicing the manipulation type of pure mind.
If it were Taixu, or even a Half-Saint, he would have dug hundreds of holes by himself.
The skull chose not to hit, and after starting to dodge, except for the initial confident turn back, he missed the next hit!
"His strength is not good, he only has a little holy power, and his appearance is even more ugly."
"But his conversational skills are extraordinary, his body skills are also extraordinary, and his awareness of fighting in the three realms is even greater."
"It's like..."
Cao Erzhu is not good at thinking, but he can feel things most intuitively.
This corpse has the consciousness of a master, but it is matched with a garbage soul and a garbage body.
He was even able to make up his mind and turned back towards the wave with full confidence.
As long as this corpse regains its original strength, the sword of will-o'-the-wisp that he controls, there is no way he will really take it back!
"Don't underestimate it."
Cao Erzhu's face was serious, fearing that something might happen, so he took back all the spiritual energy he had released.
As soon as the pressure was released, the skull over there could sense it almost at the same time, and immediately laughed wildly:
"Young man, can't you hold on anymore?"
"Then my evaluation is that the attack speed is very fast and the duration is a little short, so it is very average."
It indeed possesses all the qualities of an ancient sword cultivator, and even the additional quality is like the sharp-tongued taste of Brother Shou... Cao Erzhu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and shouted:
"Punishment God Realm!"
Zi.
The earth seemed to have a thunder snake swimming across it, fleetingly disappearing.
The wind is still the same, the sky is still the same, this big guy seems to have farted, nothing happened?
"Ha ha……"
Such thoughts flashed through the skull, and just as he was about to laugh, his head felt numb and he lost all his vision.
"boom!"
The land that is thousands of miles away is covered by the purple sea of thunder.
Among the rolling thunder waves created by the God of Punishment, all kinds of giant thunder beasts can be vaguely seen rising and falling in it, full of ferocity.
However, Cao Erzhu never really exerted his strength, and the skull was crushed by the invisible momentum and turned into powder long before the thunder sea appeared.
"So weak?"
Cao Erzhu has always been on guard against accidents.
Unexpectedly, there was no surprise at all. It turned out that the corpse man was really not an expert.
The pitiful holy power in its body that he had glimpsed was not a disguise, but its entire being.
Holy power, where did you go?
Punishing God and Punishing Tribulation was the first generation of Divine Thought, and it was comparable to the power of ancestral origin, the mere holy power, which had long since disappeared under the raging sea of thunder.
"No--"
But suddenly, a heartbreaking voice sounded, full of pain and torture:
"Impossible, impossible!"
"How can you be so strong at such a young age?"
"Who are you? Who are you? No, I can't die. I can't die. If I die, there will be no chance. No..."
It said something incomprehensible.
The more Cao Erzhu listened, the more he felt that he was a master.
The body, soul and mind of the skeleton should have been completely destroyed under the punishment of the God of Punishment, but now there is only one residual consciousness left that can scream...
This is not a master, what is it?
"Xin Lei Su!"
One move variation, the sea of thunder fades.
On the contrary, in the distant void, thunder elements gathered together to outline a blurry, twisted purple cloud.
This is the consciousness of the ancient sword corpse cultivator.
Cao Erzhu usually doesn't take action, and when he does, he is never merciful. This is what his father taught him. He immediately clenched his fist:
"burst!"
He can easily crush this residual consciousness.
After all, during the heyday of the Corpse Man, aside from the extreme reaction, in terms of frontal combat effectiveness alone, the combined total could not compare to the quality of a God Punishing Tribulation.
Something unexpected happened.
The power Xin Lei Su exerted on the corpse's remnant consciousness not only did not explode, but instead seemed to be corroded and dissolved by something.
The connection between power and self was cut off silently.
"What's going on?"
Cao Erzhu looked wary, knowing that his guess was correct and that the corpse man was about to mutate.
"ah--"
As expected, the remnant consciousness let out a scream, and exploded with a bang during a period of twisting and struggling.
It did not die. On the contrary, it exploded its "spiritual intelligence" and returned to its original animal self.
A gigantic and terrifying ghost that was more than a hundred feet tall and formidable descended boldly. It had seven black horns on its head, six arms between its ribs, and barbs on its arms, which was extremely terrifying.
"Don't let it mutate..."
Cao Erzhu was just about to take action to drive away the ghost, but found that after the evil ghost transformed into its true form, he was still in pain.
It covered its head with six arms, then fell and screamed:
"No! No! Don't..."
"Let me go!"
"Let me go..."
Obviously, this is not letting yourself go.
The unknown "torture" never let go of the zombie man Li Gui's voice. In response to the sound, wisps of black mist spread out from Li Gui's body.
Cao Erzhu's pupils trembled, what did he see!
"The power of ancestral origin?"
If I remember correctly.
Black, cold, corrosive, and annihilating. Isn't the ancestral power with such characteristics the power of the God of Death?
"No!!!"
The zombie ghost finally burst out and screamed in pain.
At that moment, the earth shook, Cao Erzhu's heart and thunder were pushed back, and the God of Punishment realm collapsed in an instant.
Long!
The sky and the earth change color.
As the terror and pressure descended, day turned into night.
Behind the corpse-man Li Gui, there was a hiss, and countless gloomy ghostly auras emerged, and then an illusory human figure slowly emerged from the corrupted earth.
"icon?"
"No, the Half-Saint is not that strong. This is the pressure of the Holy Emperor. Is this the image of the Holy Emperor?"
There was a roar in my mind, and my seven orifices were already bleeding.
Cao Erzhu felt his knees trembling and almost wanted to kneel down, but he stared at the statue.
The image finally solidified!
Compared to Li Gui, who is hundreds of feet tall, he is only a normal human height, and is simply insignificant under Li Gui's body.
"who?!"
Cao Erzhu shouted loudly, unable to ignore its terrifying power, and asked: "Who are you?"
It was like waking up, with a faint cyan light shining in his eyes, and then a faint red cross appeared between his eyebrows.
He slowly raised his hand...
As soon as he moved, Cao Erzhu was able to focus on other places on his face that could not be seen at all.
This man was extremely simple, wearing a white cardigan robe, a sword at his waist, and a lantern in his hand.
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