Chapter 682 White-haired Yin Corpse

Time for a stick of incense has passed, and no one has returned to the first batch of pathfinders entering the ancient tomb.

Everyone outside knew very well that they were probably in danger. Seeing this life and death change made everyone's hearts feel cold.

Chu Tianyao's eyebrows also frowned deeply. After waiting for a while, he raised his hand and ordered coldly: "The second batch, go down."

Then, there was another long silence. The second batch of prisoners seemed to follow the footsteps of the first batch, and since entering the ancient tomb, there was no news. The dark narrow passage below was quietly opened like a demon's huge mouth, waiting for the next batch of fresh blood to be put into operation.

The number of people before and after this has been added, and the losses have reached tens of thousands. I still don’t know what the situation in the ancient tomb is. But even if I send people down, it will only be useless to die in vain. The Nine Nether Holy Envoys all looked at Chu Tianyao silently and waited for him to show him.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a fierce howling from the depths of the ancient tomb. The sound was extremely strange, like a human voice and a beast roar. After the sound fell, a burst of rapid footsteps also rushed towards the entrance of the cave. From far to near, the fine sand accumulated on the edge floated faintly, but the inside of the stairs was still pitch black.

Is that monster about to rush out? Everyone's nerves suddenly tense up, and even Ye Shuo and the other two subconsciously held the weapon. Chu Tianyao's eyes were a little solemn, and the spiritual power in his palm surged, slowly aiming at the hole at the backlight.

A black shadow finally filled the stone steps, and then rushed out a figure with disheveled hair and blood-covered rushing straight towards the plain above, and the screams of the prisoners were heard.

"There are monsters! There are monsters below!"

The man cried out all the way. When Chu Tianyao heard this familiar voice, his palm slowly fell down. At this time, everyone could see clearly that the man was the first Lengqi to go to the ancient tomb!

"Monster? What kind of monster?" Chu Tianyao was a little scared and asked calmly.

"I...I don't know..." Leng Qi was still trembling, "The others are dead... Then, that seems to be a mutated big monkey... no, it looks like a human... but it is still a monster..."

Chu Tianyao frowned, raised his hand impatiently, and pushed away the incoherent Leng Qi and walked alone to the edge of the plain.

"I don't care what's in this ancient tomb, but who dares to hinder the deity from obtaining fragments of Fang Tian Baoding, kill them without any hesitation—"

Flipped the seal with both hands, and a half-moon arc swept down towards the entrance of the cave.

"Get out!"

The loud bang of explosion and the rolling smoke and dust that rose several feet long made Ye Shuo on the other side shocked: "Tongtian Realm!"

Although he had long felt that if the other party was the Venerable of Jiuyou Palace, it would be hard to be weak, when he saw this former senior brother who had the strength of the Tongtian realm with his own eyes, it still made a hole leak out in his chest, and a heart was rotating heavily, falling downwards.

The Tongtian Realm is the realm that I can only look up to now... and the spiritual power fluctuations caused by the attack just now are probably at least in the middle stage of the Tongtian level. If you can be upgraded to this level within three years, even if you have the powerful resource supply of Jiuyou Palace, your own progress is still astonishingly fast...

With Chu Tianyao's shot down, an angry howl soon sounded in the ancient tomb. In just a blink of an eye, a white light light shot out, flew across the air, and rushed straight towards the plain. A gust of coldness was brought along the way, and the grass next to the road was quietly covered with a layer of frost.

The snow-like white hair spread out to the waist, and her face was also covered by messy hair. Suddenly, the long hair occupied most of the body, like a strange deformed person. As soon as she landed on the cliff, she hit the ground with all her feet, and rushed towards the crowd again.

Through the white hair covering the face, you can vaguely see that its face appears a dismal bronze color, like a stiff coffin, with two curves of red light in its eyes, and its lips are purple-black, as if it is deeply poisoned.

"Is this... a yin corpse?" Chu Tianyao's eyes condensed. From the other party, he could sense a corpse energy mixed with faint demonic energy. It was probably that a certain monster died and was thrown into the ancient tomb of the Wilderness God. It was eroded by the powerful yin energy in it. Over the years, it gradually triggered a corpse transformation and had a little self-awareness. Unexpectedly, I would encounter such a thing here...

"It's it!" When the white-haired Yin corpse appeared, Feng Qiu, who was standing beside him, also exclaimed, "It was it who injured Yoona at the beginning!"

Ye Shuo glanced at Bai Yun beside him. It turned out that he was attacked by the Yin corpse. No wonder such heavy Yin energy was left on her body at the beginning...

Chu Tianyao looked at the ferocious white-haired Yin corpse, retreated slightly, and at the same time, he waved his arms and ordered: "Go!"

As if he had received the instructions, the villagers who had been squatting quietly before had a slight red light flashed in their eyes, and then they rushed towards the white-haired Yin corpse without fear of death.

Although the physical structure of these villagers has changed after being planted with the ban, they are still just a group of puppets that have lost their minds. How can they compare with the white-haired Yin corpse? Such a quick rush forward is nothing more than building a wall of humans and temporarily blocking the enemy's footsteps. However, the situation in the field still shows a clear one-sidedness.

The movements of the white-haired Yin corpse were as fast as a ghost, and it attacked the left and the right. The sharp claws swung across all sides. Every villager who was hit by it had his intestines and stomach rotted and died on the spot. A bunch of blood splashed one after another, dyeing the full moon in the sky red. Its claws seemed to be mixed with poison. After the death, the villagers slowly dispersed their blood under them, gradually turning into dark purple.

As for the other prisoners, although they did not have to be forced to rush forward to die, they were all fleeing and hiding frantically, but many people were still affected by fierce fighting in the field. For a moment, more and more corpses lying on the ground, and the white-haired and shaved corpses became more and more killed, rushing around in the crowd. Every claw fell, which would bring about a bloody storm.

"Damn... I'm going to fight this guy!" Feng Qiu's eyes turned red when he saw it, and he wanted to rush forward desperately. Ye Shuo pressed him tightly: "Calm down! That Nine Venerables have the strength of the Tongtian Realm! I'm afraid that the monster is the same. How do you deal with them alone?"

"So what? Are you scared?" Feng Qiu struggled angrily, "That bastard of the Nine Venerables, he is just using my villager as a test stone to test the strength of that monster!" The spiritual power around him suddenly burst out, "Let me go, I'm not afraid of death!"

Ye Shuo said sternly: "You are not afraid of death, then are you not afraid of death? Death is meaningless?" After this sound fell, Feng Qiu's pupils, which were burned red by the anger, suddenly tightened sharply, and hesitantly turned his gaze. Bai Yun, who was beside him, also nodded sadly to him.

Finally, Feng Qiu let out a depressing low roar, pulled his sleeves and threw Ye Shuo away, and then punched him hard on the trunk in front of him, and his fist was immediately bleeding.

On the battlefield in front of the plain, a group of prisoners and villagers who were victims were almost dead. When the white-haired and Yin corpse turned their target to the gathering of Jiuyou Holy Envoys, Chu Tianyao's face darkened and he finally took action himself!

The two of them fought fiercely in the sea of ​​blood, and the battle was difficult to resolve. The dark purple array profiles continued to melt from the collision point between the two of them. It was Chu Tianyao's newly mastered method of response. On the formation pattern, there was both weakening power and attacking the white-haired Yin corpse. Not to mention the bursts of energy fluctuations that spread, just such colorful light and shadows were enough to make the viewer excited.

After several rounds, the white-haired Yin corpse seemed to feel the difficulty of this person. She floated and then retreated, steadily in the air, opened her arms, and sprayed a large cloud of Yin Qi from her mouth, which divided several channels and spread towards the crowd.

Chu Tianyao made a seal in his hand, and a spiritual roulette quickly formed. Once the Yin Qi attacked, it was like being blown away by strong wind and could not take another step. The remaining airflow that was torn apart still approached the people behind. The Jiuyou Saint Envoy was better. With their strength, it was still more than enough to protect themselves, but the remaining prisoners and villagers were killed and injured, and their wailing gradually became silent.

Chu Tianyao glanced at the miserable situation behind him, and his face turned slightly cold. When his fingertips turned, a ball of red light condensed and formed, and the red light dragged the sky, like a blood-red shell, piercing through the haze and penetrated straight into his heart!

The white-haired Yin corpse let out a shrill scream, like a bat cry. The long hair floated upside him, and his body was like an unfolded bowstring, tilting backwards. It seemed that the previous attack also caused quite a lot of trauma to it. As soon as the roar fell, the yin energy around him doubled again. His claws swung, and dark green light dragged the faint skull, attacking Chu Tian frantically.

Chu Tianyao initially dismantled one by one with spiritual energy, but the additional light behind was endless. Finally, Chu Tianyao swept his sleeves and automatically condensed a purple light barrier in front of him, firmly blocking the attacking ghost fire. After a few moments, the purple light suddenly flourished, sweeping the skulls on all sides into the air. The white-haired Yin corpse was slightly shocked, and his body retreated again.

Chu Tianyao snorted coldly, raised his hand and a spiritual blood whip automatically condensed and formed in the air, sucking hard at the white-haired Yin corpse. As his palms rose, blood whips continued to continue, pursuing the white-haired Yin corpse, chasing and attacking them fiercely.

The screams of the white-haired Yin corpse became weaker and weaker, but as its struggle gradually became lighter, everyone in Jiuyou Palace said that it was victory in sight, the white-haired Yin corpse, who was holding his head and howling, suddenly opened its arms and let out a roar that resounded through the four fields. At the same time, a ball of Yin Qi was unprecedentedly prosperous, and all the blood whips on all sides were shrunk back.

Then, under the yin energy, the white-haired Yin corpse raised arms was covered with a layer of black feathers that could condense by death. The feathers continued to stack up, and finally turned into a pair of huge black wings covering the sky. Under the moonlight, layers of blood and energy were surrounded, like the arrival of the god of death.

The Nine Nether Saint Envoys gradually changed their faces, and the white-haired and Yin corpse seemed to be very satisfied with their new power. With a shock of their wings, a large skull hit Chu Tianya like a heavy rain. Compared to before, each one had the same substance and the evil spread.

Under the skull's siege, Chu Tianyao failed with a blow and was soon surrounded by layers of reinforcements that followed, and his figure was submerged in the accumulated dead air. In the sky, the white-haired and Yin corpse still shook its wings, and the continuous skull continued to shoot downwards.

In just a short moment, a mountain range blocked by skulls formed in the open space. The white-haired corpse temporarily stopped the attack, as if looking down at the battle results with pride.

Time passed, and under the different gazes of different parties, a purple beam of light suddenly spun out in the middle of the Skull Mountains, rotating around in a cross-shaped shape. The accumulated skulls burst one after another, and the last one was being pinched in the hand by a figure rolling with demonic energy.

"Do you have the only ability?" Chu Tianyao raised his head coldly. The magic power was ubiquitous, and it was more like a god of death than the white-haired corpse.

With a "bang", the skull split into pieces. In Chu Tianyao's slightly drooping right hand, the magic power quickly condensed a black long sword. His body flashed and it appeared in front of the white-haired Yin corpse. The sword edge cut through the sky, cutting through the flowing moon shadow, and at the same time, it also cut through half of the dark black wings that fell.

With just one blow, the opportunity to break the white-haired Yin corpse. Even Ye Shuo and others who were watching the battle could only admit that Chu Tianyao's strength was indeed far better than him.

Losing its wings, the white-haired corpse quickly fell downwards. Pieces of floating black feathers turned into free death energy and disappeared without a trace. But just as it was about to fall into the deep valley, its body suddenly stopped in the air, and a hazy white light emitted from its chest.

Under the cover of white light, the white-haired Yin corpse not only stopped falling, but also turned its body and turned its head and feet. When it opened its arms to the sky, there were yin energy gathering from all directions and pouring into its body. The once weak aura of the white-haired Yin corpse continued to rise under the filling of this yin energy, and even had a potential to strengthen.

"It's it!" Chu Tianyao's eyes lit up. This is the purpose of his trip... fragments of Fang Tian Baoding!

"That's... the power of devouring?" Ye Shuo was shocked by this familiar scene. Could it be that there was also a piece of artifact fragment that was the same as himself in the white-haired Yin corpse?

On the front line, Chu Tian shook his sleeves from the remote robe and shouted: "Let the formation!" The Nine Nether Holy Envoys were also well-trained, immediately arranged in each party, raised their hands to form seals, and beams of spiritual power rose from their bodies, connected to each other in the air, gathered into a powerful spiritual energy, and were all injected into Chu Tianyao's body.

Chu Tianyao also quickly formed a seal, and a huge array plate slowly emerged in the air.

"Space stripping!"

The array plate suddenly pressed towards the white-haired Yin corpse, and the array pattern was rapidly running, which seemed to contain a strange decomposition force. The white-haired Yin corpse with increased strength could not move at all under the pressure of the array plate, and its limbs were passively spread out. However, in its body, the hazy white light became more and more dazzling, and gradually formed a series of continuous phantoms. The hidden fragments were about to be completely stripped away.
Chapter completed!