"I'm so obsessed. Why did I just listen to this bastard Ye Fan and wait here to die!" Du Qianchuan looked depressed and gave a helpless smile before taking out a handful of scales from his tail.
With a casual scattering, these scales turned into whirlwind darts, shooting down some zombies trying to climb onto the roof.
At this point in the battle, the natural power in Du Qianchuan's body has long been exhausted, and the things Ye Fan gave him have also been consumed in the battle.
For now, the only way to temporarily save his life is to shed the scales on his body.
But the scales on his body are limited after all, and they cannot fall off too much, otherwise, he will also die.
But those zombies seemed to be endless, and they kept coming.
This kind of battle really fills people with despair.
"It seems that Ye Fan, the guy who coveted the ten thousand year old corpse, failed to steal the corpse, and it has probably become a sacrifice..." Du Qianchuan twisted his tail, gritted his teeth and tore off the last handful of scales.
He looked up to the sky and smiled:
"I didn't expect that I, Du Qianchuan, would die in such a place for a woman. What's even more abominable is that even if I died, my good wife wouldn't know why I, Du Qianchuan, would die here. It's really a pity.
Woolen cloth!"
A roar came out, and the roof was already crawling with zombies, and they rushed toward Du Qianchuan with unusual ferocity.
"Tang Moni, my good wife, farewell!" At this time, Du Qianchuan had no strength to resist at all. After he let out a loud laugh, he slowly closed his eyes and raised his tail across the sky, preparing to lift the scales on it.
They all shot away, making the last attack before death...
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a terrifying sword light suddenly arrived here.
The extremely sharp sword energy was like a laser shot, hitting the zombies one by one.
The zombies that climbed onto the roof did not even let out a painful cry, but turned into gourds and rolled down from the roof.
Du Qianchuan sensed something strange around him and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a scene that made him dumbfounded...
One by one, the extremely fierce zombies fell down one by one like straw cut in autumn under a white sword light.
Some zombies who are already somewhat sane instinctively feel fear and want to escape from here, but they cannot change their fate.
No zombie can escape from this sword light.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of zombies surrounding the main hall were killed by this sword light.
After clearing away the zombies around the hall, the sword flashed and the next moment, it appeared in the hand of a person.
"Is this a human? Or a god? Is there really such a terrifying person in this world?" Du Qianchuan stared at the owner of the sword in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"For the sake of guarding the crystal ball, I will spare your life. Get out of here now!" As soon as the voice fell, before Du Qianchuan could react, he only saw his own figure flashing in front of him, and the crystal ball placed on the
The crystal ball on the roof has disappeared.
Obviously, this crystal ball was taken away by the strong man just now.
Seeing this scene, Du Qianchuan rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he was not dreaming.
Although it was just a sudden appearance, Du Qianchuan was certain that this peerless powerful man who suddenly appeared must be a member of the Yuwen clan.
Whether it is the clothes on his body or his indifference to everything, it all indicates that this person comes from the Yuwen family.
Among the younger generation of the Yuwen family, apart from Yuwendu, is there such a strong person?
Du Qianchuan raised his head and looked at the scene around the hall, and was simply stunned by the scene just now.
Everywhere you look, there are dead zombies everywhere.
In this space, all the zombies were instantly wiped out by the immortal strongman just now.
What level of power is this guy?
For the first time, Du Qianchuan discovered that the power he was so proud of seemed so ridiculous in front of a truly strong person.
After adjusting his breath for a while, he resolutely entered the hall.
The black crystal ball has been taken away, and there is no point in him staying here.
Du Qianchuan could choose to escape and leave this deadly place.
But he didn't do this.
"Ye Fan, after all, is also the person Tang Moni likes. Even if I can't save him, at least I should go back with his body, otherwise, Tang Moni will hate her to death in the future!"
Du Qianchuan believed that Ye Fan was dead, but in order to give an explanation to Tang Moni, he resolutely wanted to find Ye Fan's body.
I must let Tang Moni know that I, Du Qianchuan, am also a responsible man...
Ye Fan certainly didn't know what was happening outside at this time.
When he was delivering energy to the crystal coffin, he discovered something even more exciting.
Although the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Corpse has channeled spirits, its current situation is when its spiritual consciousness is completely released.
With a little skill, Ye Fan is confident that he can completely subdue this ten thousand year old corpse.
Looking at the crystal coffin, Ye Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This adventure was finally a success, and he succeeded easily.
I am preparing to make some arrangements so that I can subdue the ten-thousand-year-old spirit corpse on the spot and refine it into a heavenly weapon...
Just then, an accident happened.
A frightening breath suddenly swept over from above.
Before Ye Fan could react, that breath had already arrived on the stone platform.
The owner of that aura just glanced briefly, but he let out a disdainful snort and moved the sword in his hand lightly...
Ye Fan vaguely saw a sword energy, split in two, one shot at him, and the other shot at Tian Bufan who was fighting with the black mask!
"What a fool!" Ye Fan jumped to his feet and cursed, then rolled like a lazy donkey and rolled down the stone platform on the spot.
However, he obviously underestimated the power of this sword light.
Just listen to "Boom!"
The sword light shot directly on the stone platform, and among the debris in the sky, an extremely powerful aftermath hit Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was blown away unprepared, and blood spurted out several times.
And on the other side.
The bondage formed by the black mask was also instantly broken by the sword light.
As for Tian Bufan, who was entangled in the black mask and faced the attack of that sword light, his fate was, of course, even more miserable than that of Ye Fan.
His left hand was cut off directly, and his body was blasted directly into the ground, causing a big pit to appear on the ground!
It's really scary to have people come.
Just a flash of sword light left them unable to resist at all.
The strength of the visitor has at least reached the level of a Semi-Saint Three-Line Heaven, or even a Six-Line Heaven...
"Huh? You can survive a single blow from me?" A slightly surprised voice suddenly came from the mouth of a man in black.
I saw a dark shadow flashing, and this man was already standing on the stone platform, looking at Ye Fan with confusion, as if he was very surprised that Ye Fan could withstand his blow.
Ye Fan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, supported the stone wall, and slowly stood up.
The sword light just now was so terrifying that it simply exceeded Ye Fan's imagination.
Just by being rubbed by a strong current, Ye Fan felt as if all the bones in his body were shattered.
If he hadn't been practicing body refining techniques before, which made his body extremely strong, any high-ranking Heavenly Lord would have been dead right now.
It was obvious that the man in black had no intention of leaving anyone alive when he took action.
Ye Fan raised his head and looked at the man in black, but was slightly startled when he saw the man in black standing on the stone platform. He was about twenty years old, not much older than him.
This man was dressed in black, with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, looking slightly elegant.
The most striking thing is that this person seems to have one more pupil than an ordinary person. He is born with double pupils and emit a strange golden light. When his eyes are slightly squinted, it is like two golden lights flashing in his eyes, giving people a
A chill in my heart.
"Are you also here for the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Corpse?" The cold and unruly tone was full of condescension in Ye Fan's ears.
The man in black looked at Ye Fan with extremely sharp eyes, and said in a completely superior tone: "I never use the second move to kill someone, so if you want to survive, give me a reason not to kill you.
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Ye Fan was very unhappy with this guy's superiority and completely despised his own posture.
However, no one is strong in form, and Ye Fan will naturally not risk his life for the sake of Mo Xianyou's backbone.
The opponent's cultivation level was obviously more than one level stronger than his, and Ye Fan didn't want to bear the terrifying sword light from this person again.
So after he came to his senses, he frowned slightly and said, "If I guessed correctly, you are from the Yuwen clan, right?"
The black robe on this person must be of a very high status among the Yuwen family to be qualified to wear it.
This point can show that even if this person is not a member of the Yuwen clan, he must have a very close relationship with the Yuwen clan.
"Shut up, me." The man in black waved his hand and shot Ye Fan away with a sharp sword energy. He immediately warned: "Whatever I ask you, just answer it. Then look around."
With the next sword energy, I will separate my body and head."
"Damn it, I'm not putting up with you because I'm afraid of you." Ye Fan's body flashed with light, he recovered from his injuries, raised his head, stared at the other person coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You *** should be Yu Wendu
Sent here to suppress Tian Bufan.
I don't care about you carefully now. If you are still entangled with me here, the young master of Daliang World will break out of the formation. By then, you will not be able to complete the orders given to you by Yu Wendu. It depends on you.
die!"
"It seems you know a lot! However, the more you know, the faster you will die." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, clearly indicating murderous intent.
However, Ye Fan saw that when the other party looked at the poisonous bead in his hand, there was a flash of hidden greed.
Obviously, just now his sword energy was mostly corroded by the poisonous gas inside the poison bead, which made him notice the strangeness of the poison bead, and he started to covet the poison bead.
"It seems that this bastard is not a good person. He covets my treasure. Damn it!" Ye Fan thought that the other party was attacking him just for the ten thousand year spirit corpse here, so he chose to kill him directly.
Own.
But now it seems that I was wrong.
The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Corpse is the cultivation cauldron appointed by Yuwendu. No one in the Yuwen clan dares to be greedy for the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Corpse without his consent.
This guy who suddenly appeared wanted to kill Ye Fan, not because Ye Fan broke into this place without permission, but because the other party was greedy for the poison beads in his hand.
But even Ye Fan himself didn't understand what this poison bead was, so how could he give it up to this double-eyed man in black so easily?
Just when Ye Fan was about to take action...
Just then, the accident happened again.
A loud "rumbling" sound was heard from the ground, and a figure suddenly appeared from the flying stone slabs and headed towards the attack of the man in black.
But it was Tian Bufan's clone who, after re-concentrating his skills, seemed like a ferocious beast that was completely enraged, extremely ferocious.
"Hahaha, the most useless young master in the world of Daliang dares to do something in front of me. I will send you to hell!" The black-clothed head smiled arrogantly. He didn't see any movement, he just swung his sword casually.
A black sword energy flew out from his sword, cut through the sky, and struck Tian Bufan directly.
The power of the sword energy is unparalleled.
Tian Bufan's fierce attack ended with loud thunder and light raindrops.
Facing such sword energy, he was completely powerless to resist. His palm was instantly pierced, and his other hand was immediately crippled.
Tian Bufan, whose hands were completely destroyed, fell to the ground, completely devoid of human appearance...
This man in black is so damn perverted.
Tian Bufan's clone, no matter how you put it, also has the strength to rival the average semi-saint strong man.
But when faced with this man in black, he didn't even have the ability to fight back.
Ye Fan couldn't help but feel frightened.
This man in black who suddenly appeared is really arrogant.
This person's strength is simply unheard of.
Definitely the most powerful destiny person that Ye Fan has ever encountered in his life.
Even the Nine Taibao under Huangfu Qingming are probably no match for this man in black.
This is an unparalleled powerhouse who can rival the Half-Saint Six-Line Heaven.
Although Tian Bufan's body was still suppressed in the coffin, Ye Fan had some doubts. Even if Tian Bufan's body was released, he might not be the opponent of the man in black.
Are all the people from the Yuwen family so perverted?
Then how can we let people live?
If everyone who came out of the Three Thousand Worlds were so perverted, then this world would be really unbearable!
Could this guy be Yuwendu himself, who is known as the strongest young man in the world of Dazhou?
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the coming person is so impressive, it is really possible that it is Yuwendu...