"Why did the Corpse Royal Family get involved? No wonder Mulenguan Fortress dared to attack Beast Mountain. It turned out to be in collusion with the Corpse Royal Family!!"
"The Corpse Royal Family finally took action!!"
"It seems that today's matter is not simple."
"How many ancient corpses have been sent by the Corpse Royal Family?"
Du Yang and others tensed up in vigilance and gathered momentum in solemnity.
King Ma Yan was secretly vigilant. He had dealt with ten-thousand-year-old corpses from the Corpse Royal Family, and they were extremely difficult to deal with: "Du Yang, did Nalan Tu say that all the formations in more than ten directions have been touched?"
"Well, they rushed in from more than ten directions. It seems that there are at least two in each place. What should we do? Kill or stop them?" Du Yang is not afraid of fighting, but the problem is that the corpse royal family will come. If there is a fight today,
It would be tantamount to completely declaring war on the Zombie Royal Family.
"All of you, step back as far as you can."
"Why??"
"The Corpse Royal Family has a special secret method for interrogating intelligence, which is to refine corpses. Capture prisoners, refine them into living corpses, and search for all the information. If you don't want to be refined into mummies, stay away from me."
Everyone's expressions changed and they all retreated. So vicious?!
"As expected, this group of people and ghosts are here to capture prisoners. Notify everyone in all directions to make preparations. Don't let anyone be caught. Once caught, immediately pass to other directions.
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Also, the ten-thousand-year-old corpses are quite abnormal in terms of speed and strength. Try not to be hurt by their death energy, and... aim at the head!! They have no sea of energy, and the head is the most critical, but it is also the strongest."
"Understood, please be careful." Du Yang signaled to everyone to retreat immediately. He was the only one who stayed. In addition to the ten thousand year old corpse, there was also a semi-saint general next to him. Since King Ma Yama is ready to start a war, this person will definitely
Unable to escape, he and Tutu teamed up to trap this man.
The Half-Saint General at Mulengguan looked ugly. When the surrounding scene changed and revealed hundreds of enemies, he knew it was over and had fallen into a trap.
But the young man holding the little white beast has been staring at him, and all his auras have been locked. If he doesn't fight today, he may not be able to escape.
"I think your face looks familiar." The ten thousand-year-old corpse of the Corpse Royal Family made a faint voice. The hoarse voice was like sand and gravel rubbing against each other, making it unpleasant and harsh.
"Really? It's strange. I don't remember having any dealings with your zombie royal family." King Ma Yan's heart moved slightly. After saying this, he felt that this zombie was somewhat familiar.
Could it be that we saw it thousands of years ago?
The more the ten-thousand-year-old corpse looked at the horse, the more familiar it became to the King of Hell: "My name is Hanche!"
Han Che? Han La? Wait, it turns out it’s him!
King Ma Yan finally remembered that when he was the commander of the Ghost Dragon Army of the Demon Spirit Clan, he was ordered to advance into the Evil Ghost Path to perform a secret mission, and he collided with a team of the Corpse Royal Clan. The opponent was a ten-thousand-year-old corpse named
Drought.
It is said that Han La was a direct prince from ten thousand years ago, and the only one among the five princes of that generation who succeeded in refining corpses. It has been almost three thousand years since he successfully emerged from seclusion, and his combat power is considered high-end among all the ten thousand year old corpses.
The war was so dark that no one could do anything to anyone.
We are really enemies, and we meet again after a thousand years.
"Are you... the commander of the Demon Spirit Clan's Ghost Dragon Army, Ma Long?!" Han Che's eyes suddenly turned green, and a brilliant light mixed with death energy spurted out, and even his voice became a little louder.
"What??" The half-saint general at Mulengguan was so excited that he almost knelt down, his eyes widening.
The demon spirit clan? Or the legion commander?
How could there be such a noble person in Beast Mountain!
What kind of beast mountain is this?!
What kind of sneak attack is this!
This is simply a war between two ancient golden clans!!
"It's been a thousand years, and you still remember me. It seems that I left a deep impression on you. Yes, I split your thigh, so you should remember it. Hey, this leg of yours is a new one.
Or were they torn from other corpses and installed as new ones? You corpse royal family will always be so disgusting!!"
"Ma Long!! It's really you!! There are rumors that you died in battle a thousand years ago, but I didn't expect you are still alive!" Han Che's face suddenly turned ferocious, like an evil ghost in the abyss, with an overwhelming evil aura.
"You are all alive, and of course I am alive too. Today is just the right day. The battle a thousand years ago was very painful. Let's have a good fight today and let you feel the claws of my king of hell, Malong. Let me think about it, today is the day to tear apart.
Your legs, or tear your head off?"
King Ma Yama was determined to kill Hanche and could never let Hanche go! Back then, when they were evenly matched, he split one of his thighs and he smashed his abdominal cavity with his claws. It took him half a year to recover.
It can be regarded as neither losing nor winning.
However, it has been more than 1,600 years since the First World War. I have been highly valued and cultivated by His Majesty, and I have been inherited by His Majesty in martial arts. My realm and strength have continued to improve, and I am no longer the same Ma Long as before.
But there is another special thing about the Corpse Royal Clan, which is also one of the shortcomings of the Corpse Royal Clan - their chances and speed of becoming saints are much faster than other ancient clans, and their fighting power is quite terrifying, but their growth rate after being promoted to saints is extremely stagnant.
slow.
Therefore, the Corpse Royal Clan has the largest number of holy realms, but there are very few peak holy realms.
Regarding this aspect, the outside world calls it a curse from heaven.
"The Demon Spirit Emperor is dead and Prince Cang has succeeded to the throne. So what if you, a die-hard loyalist of the previous Demon Spirit Emperor, are still alive? You are just a loser. What? You have taken refuge in the Demon Clan?" Before Han Che could finish his words, he suddenly shot.
He stood up, without warning, and pounced on King Ma Yama. He struck with a punch, causing the space to tremble, and struck King Ma Yama on the head with the power of a landslide.
Its speed was so fast that it triggered a "sonic boom" scene with a deafening roar.
This punch is enough to collapse mountains and cut off rivers.
The purple light all over the body of Ma Yama stood out, dragon scales crawled all over the body, dragon claws and dragon tails appeared loudly, and the whole person's aura changed instantly, like sublimation or transformation, and a dragon's power rose into the sky.
In an instant, he punched out and faced Han Zhishi Fist head-on: "Let me, a homeless dog, practice with you. I will crush your bones today and swallow them with the rotten meat!!"
Clang!! The two fists collided, and the blast was precise. The sound surged, deafening, click, and the space shattered. It was like two fists hitting a glass, and the space in the impact area was torn apart.
The space fragmentation caused by pure power is so terrifying!
When it shattered, there was a crackling sound, and the power of dense spatial turbulence swept out overwhelmingly, covering the two people and an area of 100 meters.
"Everyone spread out! Spread the news!" Du Yang gestured to the others, ordering them to leave the scene as soon as possible to deliver the news.
"It's been more than a thousand years, but I didn't expect that I would still have a chance to take revenge. You broke my leg back then, and today I'm going to break your throat."
Like a beast's roar rolling in the throat, exploding on the tip of the tongue, the drought rushes suddenly, every step falls, the ground shakes, the gravel shatters like bullets, ten steps quickly, spanning a hundred meters, the body trembles, bursts into the sky, grasping
The clenched right fist was like sporadically punching through the air, shattering the space and impacting with a bang.
"Whoosh!!" Ma Yama attacked head-on.
A dull sound of impact exploded four meters in the air, and the drawn iron fist collided violently with Ma Yanwang's sweeping leg. The ferocious force immediately surged towards the opponent angrily.
The force was raging and the impact was strong. Their bodies trembled, as if they were hit by a meteorite. They rolled and were thrown violently. However, just before they landed, their bodies were controlled one after another, and they landed on all fours, like springs, all the strength was removed.
Such a collision, such a blow, both of them were unscathed.
"But that's it, for more than a thousand years, you haven't exercised except sleeping?" King Ma Yan snorted coldly, raised his right hand and pointed directly at Han La.
Han Lao suddenly raised his head, his eyes as ferocious as a ghost, and his eyes as bloodthirsty as a demon locked on the opponent, and the overwhelming fighting spirit swept the entire place like a hurricane.
"Ah!" A hoarse, manic, and hysterical roar exploded on the tip of his tongue, and Han pulled his body down hard. The next second, terrifying power rolled around his limbs, and his whole body shot up like a rocket, carrying a mountain roaring tsunami.
It surged forward with astonishing horror, leaving flying sand and dust along the way. The scene was extremely visually impactful.
A distance of more than a hundred meters, it zoomed closer in the blink of an eye, approaching like lightning.
At the critical moment, at the moment of collision, Han pulled his left foot suddenly stopped, and his wildly charging body almost lost control due to the sudden stop, and he rolled forward violently. But he was making clever use of this wild momentum, and his whole body was
The left foot was used as an axis to spin at high speed, and the right foot was thrown up like a hurricane, heading straight for the King of Hell to attack and kill him.
That momentum was like a huge wave rising into the sky without any warning, rushing forward to take pictures wildly.
The momentum is terrifying.
Rushing, stomping on the ground, losing control, taking advantage of momentum, spinning, killing each other, all the actions, the whole process, are done in one go, coherent and rapid, and have a strong impact on the mind.
The pure body of the ten thousand-year-old corpse is used to refine the body. The martial arts focus on strength and speed. They rarely use fancy martial arts. Only the strength and speed can be used with all their strength to polish themselves to the extreme. This is the truly terrifying thing about the ten-thousand-year-old corpse.
"Hmph!!" Ma Yama's eyes sparkled with blood, and he crossed his hands in an instant, fighting fiercely with sparks of carbide. Accompanied by a dull impact, Ma Yama's wild forward body suddenly stopped, and then he fiercely moved towards the rear.
Flip and roll until hundreds of meters away.
Like the roar of an animal exploding in mid-air, Hantiao started to kill again, and a thick dangerous aura surged along with it.
Ma Yanwang, who was still rolling, exerted force on his waist, stamped the ground with both feet, and retreated diagonally into the sky. His clenched right fist immediately hit the top of his head, and he locked on the dry pull just by feeling and judgment.
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There was another shocking sound of impact, and the King of Hell suddenly stopped high in the sky. A powerful dragon roared into the sky, and it was shaken back as if it was struck by lightning. It was like a kite with a broken string in the high air, losing control and flying to the ground.
More than a hundred meters away.
"It's my turn?!" Ma Yanwang's blood energy was aroused, and his madness surged, and he rushed towards the drought.
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