The power of the corpse man's soul is not suppressed, so he still maintains the supreme level of cultivation, and the King of Hell has reached the point where the physical body has been sanctified. With only one physical body, he can exert a strength that is not weaker than the supreme level. Therefore.
, the cultivation levels of the two at the moment are almost the same, it just depends on whose method is more skillful.
However, in this competition, the corpse man with the power of the soul clearly has the advantage. In this space, the power of the soul is very rich and can quickly make up for the soul power consumed by the corpse man. In contrast, with the physical body
The fighting King of Hell will be at a disadvantage. Without replenishment, his physical strength will decline rapidly. At that time, the winner will definitely be the Corpse Man.
"Boom!" At this time, a loud noise came, and the green leaves surrounding the King of Hell suddenly exploded from it. The powerful shock wave forced Leng Xuan, who was not far away, back more than ten meters before he stabilized his body.
He raised his eyes and saw that the King of Hell was still standing there, but at this moment he was much more embarrassed than before. The clothes on his body were full of signs of damage, his hair was messy, and some parts of his body were covered with thin blood stains.
It was obviously damaged by those leaves.
"Is this all you have?" The King of Hell slowly raised his head, looked at the corpse standing in mid-air, and said coldly: "After so many years, you still haven't made any progress."
Hearing the contemptuous words of the other party, the corpse man's eyes became angry and he roared. Green light emerged from his hand and condensed into a bright light. Then, the green light turned into beams of light and flew towards the hanging people.
The corpses on the branches. As the green light entered the body, the corpses that had been dead for many years suddenly came to life and approached the King of Hell step by step. Seeing the dead bodies approaching, the King of Hell snorted coldly, moved his legs, and rushed directly
past.
The steel fist was swung, and under the powerful attack, all the dead corpses were knocked to the ground in just an instant, and some of the dead corpses had their bodies pierced by the fists of the King of Hell. However, these dead corpses that fell to the ground soon fell to the ground.
They stood up from the ground, and the serious injuries seemed to have no impact on their movements.
"Broken!" The King of Hell yelled, and the force of his fists surged. Suddenly, the body of a dead corpse exploded under the strong force, turning into a pile of minced meat and scattered around. Looking at the fighting King of Hell, Leng Xuanjing
He stood quietly and made no move. He knew very well that those dead corpses could not harm the King of Hell, but the reason why the corpse people did this was not to hurt the King of Hell, but to consume his power. The more the power of the King of Hell was consumed, the
The greater his chance of winning.
However, at this moment, the King of Hell, who was fighting, suddenly took out an object from his arms and held it high above his head.
"Do you really think you can kill me? Don't forget, as long as this thing is in my hands, you can never hurt me."
Seeing the object held high in his hand, the corpse man's expression suddenly changed, "Yin spirit?"
"Yin spirit?" Hearing his words, Leng Xuan immediately realized that the thing was the underworld weapon Yin spirit. He looked carefully at the item in the hand of the King of Hell, and saw that the thing was very small and could be carried with one hand.
Hold it, just from the appearance, that thing looks like a tower that has been shrunk countless times.
When he stared at the underworld weapon, a gaze suddenly came over here.