Ling Xiao's figure descended from the sky, looking at the bloody corpse commander who was struggling to death with the sun-splitting dragon halberd pierced through his chest, he shook his head slightly.
Immediately, he was seen holding the dragon halberd in his hand, pulling it out from the ground and pulling it together with the bloody corpse leader in front of him.
"You will definitely live worse than death!! The Young Emperor will turn you all into corpse puppets!!" .??.
The blood corpse leader bared his teeth and claws, roaring angrily.
In front of him, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with disdain, and he reached out with one hand and held it directly on his head.
Then!!
In the horrified eyes of Han Yu and others, they were crushed to pieces.
"Buzz!"
The next scene made Han Yu and others feel numb and suddenly confused.
At this moment, the young master who was regarded as a god by the Qingyuan world directly used the power of his soul to swallow the soul consciousness of the bloody corpse commander alive.
"Gulu."
This scene is extremely weird and can be called evil!!
Even Han Yu couldn't help but tremble, a chill rising up along the soles of his feet, almost lifting the Tianling Cover.
For some reason, he always felt that the young man in black in front of him was not as upright and upright as he seemed on the surface.
"Haha...haha, thank you young emperor, thank you young master for saving me. If nothing happens, we will leave first."
Originally, Han Yu wanted to follow Ling Xiao to explore this dry mountain burial, hoping to drink some juice from it.
But at this time, when he saw this figure in black, the uneasiness in his heart was even more intense than before when he faced the corpse clan.
"Buzz!"
only!!
Just when Han Yu and the others turned around to leave, they saw a wisp of cold mist rising from all over the sky.
I saw four crystal ice curtains appearing out of thin air, imprisoning the heaven and earth, and shining with bright divine patterns.
And on the ice
Above the curtain, a figure in green clothes stood with her hands behind her back, looking down at Han Yu, Cheng Yun and others.
At this moment, Ye Qingchan was like a Nine Heavens Ice Emperor, with a hint of extreme indifference in her eyes.
"What...what do you mean? Master, we shouldn't have any grudges, right?"
Han Yu's face was gloomy, and he obviously didn't understand why Ling Xiao wanted to stop him at this time.
You must know that the Qingzhou Han family is both a royal family, and although its background is not as good as that of the three imperial families, its influence in the Qingyuan world is not comparable to that of ordinary sects.
More importantly, Han Yu never revealed his position from beginning to end, and did not show any loyalty to Xia Yao or anyone in Ling Xiao. He had no intention of participating in the battle between the two imperial clans. Why did the Ji clan master still want to kill him?
To die?
Isn't he afraid of provoking Qingzhou and making a big enemy for himself?
"Kill him."
only!!
At this time, Ling Xiao didn't explain at all, waved to Ye Qingchan and Ji Wuming, and walked towards the tomb on the top of the mountain.
From the memory of the soul of the blood corpse leader, he had already seen the division of forces in the tomb of gods and demons.
To be precise, the five great burials correspond to the five burial emperors and the five major races.
Just as Ling Xiao guessed, these races... are all bloodline demon spirits that were nourished by the corpses and resentment of this place over endless years, and were born.
And the Kushan Jue Burial in front of us is said to have lost a... human god named Kushan Taoist.
Most of today's corpse tribe are the former disciples of this Taoist. They followed their master to come here to experience the battlefield of gods and demons, and were buried here.
Of course, the cultivation of these five buried emperors has never reached the level of the Nine Tribulations, but their own bloodline involves a trace of the ancestral lineage of gods and demons, and their combat power
extraordinary.
only!!
What Ling Xiao cares about is not the origin of these demons, but...the secret hidden in the Yunding Immortal Master and the whereabouts of the god-demon mark.
And with the status of the leader of the blood corpse, it is obvious that he has not yet reached that level.
However, the turmoil here may soon spread back to the zombie clan.
When the time comes, those young emperors and those who buried the emperor will definitely come to their door in person and be slaughtered by Ling Xiao.
With the latter's current combat power, as long as he doesn't encounter a Nine Tribulation God like Jun Wangu who gathers the fate of heaven and earth, he won't be threatened at all.
What's more, how could some descendants of demons with the blood of gods and demons be Ling Xiao's opponents?
"I wonder if there is still the Nine Tribulations Emperor's Seal among the corpses of this Kushan Taoist."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, there was depth in his eyes.
Now, his demon body is still only at the seventh level, and still needs the Six Paths and Nine Tribulations Emperor Seal.
although!!
Ling Xiao already had doubts about the reincarnation of the demon, but...it is undeniable that if he wants to reach the end of this immortal road, he still needs to rely on the first demon body in the nine heavens.
"Boom!"
At this time, behind him, Ye Qingchan and Ji Wuming were seen looking at each other, with fighting intent boiling in their eyes.
Immediately, Ji Wuming raised his foot and was about to rush towards Han Yu, but Ye Qingchan took a step ahead.
"Um?"
Feeling the terrifying chill spreading outside her body, Ji Wuming's whole body trembled, feeling extremely frightened, even with Ji Wuming's temperament.
Suddenly, he discovered that this young girl who originally needed the protection of the young master seemed to have grown to a formidable level overnight.
"Nine Heavens Xuanbing Jue, ice touches the world."
Ye Qingchan's red lips parted slightly, and divine lines appeared in her eyes.
Above its head, there seems to be an immortal tower emerging, completely black and majestic from ancient times.
The endless curtain of snow falls from the sky, making the fairy palace look particularly lonely.
"Boom!"
Thousands of miles of empty space, with waves rising everywhere.
Ice patterns intertwined and entwined, covering all the heavens.
A strong sense of fear immediately appeared on the faces of Han Yu and the others.
Can!!
At this time, his bloodline, spiritual power, and even soul consciousness seemed to be completely...frozen by this coldness.
"How can it be…"
Han Yu's face turned pale instantly.
In the face of this power, he actually felt small and humble, with no room for resistance at all.
This feeling of powerlessness has never appeared even when facing the two three-tribulation blood corpses.
But now, a young girl who had just stepped into the imperial realm made him feel as if he had fallen into a sea of ice, freezing his whole body.
"no, do not want…"
Han Yu's lips trembled, and a trace of frost gradually appeared on his skin, which penetrated deep into his bones and made it difficult to escape.
even!!
At this time, he had never seen what kind of offensive Ye Qingchan had launched, and he was already trapped in it, unable to move.
terrible!!
Looking at Qingyuan Jiuzhou, excluding those ancient freaks and the descendants of the forbidden land, no, even the descendants of the forbidden land would not be able to make him so desperate.
But this girl... cut off all his escape routes with just one look.
"broken!"
Ye Qingchan turned around and chased Ling Xiao with a smile on her face, jumping up and down, her innocent look was the... last scene of brilliance in Han Yu's eyes.
"Well…"
Ji Wuming swallowed hard, looked at the three emperor-level monsters that were shattered into ice shards at his feet, and slowly put away the magic stick in his hand.