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Chapter 2935: Burial in the Dry Mountain

"Um?"

Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his steps suddenly stopped in place.

The next moment, I saw a long golden stick suddenly protruding from the void and slamming down with the force of thunder, hitting the bloody corpse's head hard.

"clang!"

As the sound of gold and iron colliding resounded, the whole world suddenly became eerily silent. ??

Everyone, including those strong men of the corpse clan, stopped their offensive and turned to look towards the void where Han Yu was.

There, I saw a young figure stepping through the void, standing behind the bloody corpse, holding the magic stick tightly in both hands, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Even Ji Wuming didn't expect that his sap attack would not even be able to break through the fleshly defense of the bloody corpse.

Of course, Ji Wuming did not use his real trump card at this time. He only relied on his imperial power and the power of the magic stick to take advantage of the chaos to sneak attack on this strong man of the corpse clan.

Even so, at the imperial level, except for the young master, he really didn't believe that anyone could resist his sap.

But... Ji Wuming grinned, quietly put away the magic stick in his hand, and waved his hand towards the bloody corpse strongman who slowly turned to look, "No... I'm sorry, I hit the wrong one."

The strong man with the blood corpse frowned, and murderous intent spread in his eyes.

At this moment, Ji Wuming, with lightning speed, raised the golden stick in his hand and hit him hard on the head.

"clang!"

This time, Ji Wuming's eyes seemed to have divine patterns shooting out, reaching into the sky and the earth.

Even behind him, there seemed to be a vast ocean appearing, surging thousands of miles away.

And the figure of the strong man with blood corpse fell from the sky, smashing the dry mountain below into an abyss of a hundred feet.

"Shameless humans!!"

In the distance in the void, the bloody corpse warriors who were originally chasing Cheng Yun and Chen He immediately shouted angrily and turned to look at Ji Wuming.

Behind him, there were many Black Corpse tribesmen standing, with a look of anger in their eyes.

And at such a close distance, Ji Wuming also saw that the appearance of these corpse clan people was almost the same as that of the human race, except that their faces were pale, and even their lips and eyes were a deep white color.

"Thank you, Young Emperor."

The eyes of Han Yu and the others trembled, and they bowed to Ji Wuming.

If the young emperor of the Imperial Clan hadn't suddenly appeared, they would have just... fled in embarrassment.

However, looking at Ji Wuming's methods just now, it seems that... he is unable to truly kill these strong corpse clan men in front of him, and can only barely compete with them.

"Boom!"

Below the crowd, there was suddenly an ear-splitting roar.

I saw the strong man with blood corpse who was knocked into the abyss by Ji Wuming, suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a sharp roar, and his figure rose into the sky, carrying boundless blood energy, and reappeared in the sky.

At this time, the top of his head was already covered in blood and flesh, but the aura on his body was not weak at all.

Obviously, even Ji Wuming's two sneak attacks did not really damage the fundamentals of this strong corpse clan man.

"Hmph, if you trespass on our Dry Mountain Corpse Clan, you'll die!!"

The next moment, the two powerful blood corpse men snorted coldly and stepped forward in unison, intending to rush towards Ji Wuming.

"Young...Young Emperor, if that doesn't work, shall we withdraw?"

Han Yu swallowed his saliva. For the current plan, they could only avoid the edge for the time being and then pursue other plans.

These corpse tribes have existed for unknown ages, and their defenses are extremely terrifying.

With the methods of contemporary people like them, it would be difficult to truly kill them.

even!!

In Han Yu's view, even the truly top monsters from Genting Fairy Academy may not be their opponents.

here after all

This is the territory of the Corpse Clan. If more terrifying beings are attracted again, they may not be able to escape.

"Withdraw your mua."

Ji Wuming frowned slightly and gave Han Yu a cold look.

If he remembered correctly, back in the Demon Jedi, among the Qingzhou royal family, a lackey of the Heaven and Earth Alliance appeared, causing Ji Wuming, Ye Qingchan and others to suffer a lot.

"Young Emperor Ji'er...I...we..."

Han Yu's lips trembled, especially the sarcasm in Ji Wuming's eyes, which made his heart tremble, feeling inexplicably humiliated.

"kill!"

At this moment, corpse energy suddenly boiled around the bodies of the strong blood corpses, turning into a sea of ​​long clouds and falling suddenly.

Under such an offensive, not to mention Han Yu, even Ji Wuming felt trembling and unable to compete.

terrible!!

Judging from the clothes and appearance of these corpse clan members, it is obvious that they are not important people.

But their strength has already surpassed the contemporary scope.

It is unimaginable that once the real monster of the zombie clan, the ancestors and his like, come, what will they do to contend with them?

"Young Emperor Ji'er, let's... take the first step."

In the end, Han Yu did not dare to hesitate anymore, turned around and fled towards the distance.

Can!!

The moment they turned around, they heard another hum coming from the end of the void.

Everyone saw only a wisp of black light penetrating the sky and the earth, falling from the sky with the force of shattering eternity.

And the Changyun Sea of ​​Blood, which gathered the corpse energy of all the powerful corpse clan men, was torn open in an instant.

even!!

The leading blood corpse warrior had no time to struggle before he was pierced by an ancient halberd, fell from the sky, and stuck on the dry mountain, letting out bursts of painful screams.

"hiss

!”

This scene once again made everyone look stunned. Even the remaining strong men of the corpse clan had a look of intense horror in their eyes.

"Commander of the Corpse Tour..."

"Buzz!"

only!!

Before they could recover from the shock, they saw a figure in black walking slowly above their heads. Their hair was tied up and their face was like a young fairy god, and his whole body was exuding a bright fairy light.

"How can it be?"

The eyes of the strong men of the zombie clan trembled. As descendants of ancient gods and demons, their understanding of the power of gods and demons was far more thorough than that of today's strong men in the world.

But at this time, they actually felt the unparalleled divinity in a human boy, which was even more terrifying than their buried emperor!!

"Buzz."

only!!

After all, they failed to see the young man's face clearly, and saw a sword door suddenly opened above the void.

An ancient sword fell from the sky, easily shattering their proud physical defenses and cutting off their heads.

Even the remaining Blood Corpse Commander, under the torrent of Ling Xiao's swordsmanship, was like an ant, turning into powder in an instant.

In an instant, the world becomes clear and everything becomes empty!

All corpse energy and demonic intent were annihilated by Lingxiao's sword intent.

Seeing this scene, Han Yu and others suddenly flashed a hint of panic in their eyes, but they did not leave, but returned to Ji Wuming.

Only then did they truly understand the gap between themselves and this peerless young master.

That kind of insurmountable ravine cannot be filled by luck at all.

At the very least, at this moment, Han Yu didn't have any luck in his heart, he just wanted to follow Ling Xiao and drink some soup.

"You... you will regret it. If you kill me, the Dry Mountain Corpse Clan, and bury the emperor, the young emperor will not let you go!!"


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