"My mysterious armor."

Zhao Yun covered his chest with his little hands, his flesh hurt so much.

If I had known this, I should have changed my approach.

Fortunately, the Xuanjia can be rebuilt after it is gone. What he is curious about is the mysterious power in the body of the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan. The explosive power in an instant, so domineering and fierce, and as tough as the Xuanjia, it burst. ??

There are many talents in the Corpse Clan, and he bumped into one tonight.

"You are worthy of my real fighting power."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe Youxiao, he must have activated the forbidden technique, his form has changed, his purple hair has turned into red, it is so bright that it is bleeding, and a strange pattern has been carved between his eyebrows. His aura has skyrocketed, and it is actually stronger than the ordinary Ksitigarbha Realm.

It was even stronger, the cold Yin Qi was raging and rolling, and it was extremely violent. The most frightening thing was that his eyes turned into silver and shone with a strange forest light.

not only that.

Due to the drastic change in form, the scars all over his body also recovered.

To be precise, it is the work of that mysterious power. No one knows its origin, but it has miraculous effects. It can not only increase combat power, but also heal scars. This is somewhat similar to the power of regeneration.

"Scare me. It won't work."

Zhao Yun is also a man who can instantly open the Kirin Demonic Way.

In terms of momentum, he is still inferior, but momentum does not mean combat power.

"Yin Escape: The evil ghost demands his life."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan scolded him coldly and waved his arms.

As he finished speaking, the earth trembled with a buzz, and ferocious evil ghosts crawled out from the ground one after another, covered in blood, with their teeth and claws showing, trying to forcefully drag the living beings into hell.

"Can you really communicate with yin and yang?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows with a strange look in his eyes.

These fierce ghosts do not belong to the earthly world.

Without thinking much, he stepped hard on the ground. The evil ghosts that crawled out and the evil ghosts that were crawling out were all destroyed on the spot by his kick. Since they are not from the world of the world, they will go back where they came from.

seal up!

The young man from the Corpse Tribe snorted coldly and already made a seal with his hands.

Suddenly, four coffin boards, with Zhao Yun as the center, came out of the ground and gathered into a coffin. The coffin was engraved with strange and secret patterns, which were the exclusive patterns of the Corpse Clan, trapping Zhao Yun in it.

break!

Zhao Yun gave a cold scolding and forcibly opened the body-protecting Tiangang.

Embarrassingly, he failed to smash this weird coffin.

Moreover, the coffin is sinking, which is similar to the technique of sinking coffins. Once they all sink into the ground, the consequences will not be good. The seals are all light, and maybe even the little ones will be caught in it.

break!

He stood still and scolded again.

This time, he added the divine dragon's tail swing to the body-protecting Tiangang technique, both of which were domineering secret techniques. The two secret techniques were superimposed and became more powerful. With just one blow, the strange coffin was shattered.

"It's not over yet."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe smiled sinisterly and had a big flag in his hand.

That extraordinary flag has a ghost face totem engraved on it, as if it is alive, and the smile is so ferocious, especially those eyes, which are also demonic. Take another look and your heart will be filled with laughter.

The gods are in trouble.

The flag was waving, and a sea of ​​Yin Qi surged.

Just as Zhao Yun stood firm, he was overwhelmed by the Yin Qi.

cold.

This was Zhao Yun's first feeling.

Yin energy belongs to Yin Ming and has its own coldness.

The Yin Qi of the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan seems to be even colder. A trace of Yin Qi has invaded his body and has its own suction and sealing power. It is like a curse engraved in his body. No matter how hard it is, it cannot be driven away.

Thunder was ineffective, and he fell into the Yin Qi, as if he was pulled into the Nine Netherworld.

"No, it's Taiyin Qi."

Zhao Yun murmured that he had seen this kind of secret scroll. It was a kind of extremely yin energy. In terms of power, it was more domineering than Yin Bing. It was unimaginable that the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan was actually possessed of such true energy. At first glance,

Did you think it was Yin Qi? As expected of the future heir of the Corpse Clan, he indeed has two skills.

Destroy!

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan shouted loudly and waved the flag again.

He cooperated with Taiyin Zhenqi to refine Zhao Yun to death.

"An attack of this level also wants to destroy me?"

Zhao Yun sacrificed Xuanhuang Qi and split open the ocean of Yin Qi with one blow. He jumped out like a dragon. In an instant, the power of the earth ran through his body and powerfully destroyed the remaining Taiyin Qi in his body.

"Xuanhuang Qi."

"The power of the earth."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan looked unbelievable when he saw it.

The rumors are indeed true, Ji Hen is full of treasures.

"Splitting the Sky."

Zhao Yun had already waved Long Yuan, and Ling Tian chopped it down.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe snorted coldly in his heart. He gathered a shield with his true energy, held it with both hands, and raised it above his head. He actually blocked the Sky-Splitting Slash, but he was still half-kneeling on the ground after being struck by the blow.

Ji Hen's combat prowess is truly incredible.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, raised his hand and struck another sword.

After suffering a loss once, the purple-haired young man would not be fooled twice. The hand seal method changed again, and in conjunction with the heart formula, an illusory golden bell appeared and wrapped him up to defend against Zhao Yun's attack.

pound!

The sound of metal colliding was clear and clear, and Zhao Yun's Sky-Stripping Slash was like hitting a steel plate. It failed to break the golden bell, but was shocked so much that his arms went numb, and even Long Yuan in his hand flew away.

Whoosh!

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe saw a chance and stabbed him with his sword.

Zhao Yun didn't give up and went up against the wind.

At that moment, the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan smiled strangely, and his silver eyes flashed with a strange light.

Zhao Yun suddenly felt a force of restraint attached to him, or in other words, he was struck by the secret technique of the opponent's heavenly eye. Yes, those silver eyes were a pair of heavenly eyes. When he aimed at the opponent, he could use the power of confinement. At this moment, he was

It didn't matter, he was pierced through the chest by the Saint Son of the Corpse Clan's sword.

Roar!

Got a sword,

How can I not return it?

Zhao Yun roared, which resonated with his martial spirit. He made a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, showing his domineering power. A martial artist without a martial spirit would feel uncomfortable when he was attacked by a sonic wave with a martial spirit. Such as this guy, with his brain

There was a buzzing sound.

"kill."

"I'll beat you to tears."

After a brief pause, the two started fighting again.

The rumble sounded again, and in a row, a disciple of the Tianzong and a holy son of the Corpse Clan stood on one side, and began to fight with secret techniques from east to west, with sword light, sword light, palm prints, and fist shadows one after another.

, every time there is a collision, fire will explode, followed by layers of halo, causing the underground palace to roar, and the surrounding rock walls to form ravines. .??.??

Anyone who watches the battle will surely suffer disaster.

Looking at the battle situation, there is no difference between the top and the bottom.

Zhao Yun has a strong foundation, and the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan is not weak either. Especially the mysterious power hidden in his body, once revived, is extremely lethal, as terrifying as Zhao Yun, and he has suffered big losses more than once.

"It should be sealed by outsiders."

During the battle, Zhao Yun murmured more than once.

Only then did he understand the origin of that mysterious power. It definitely did not belong to the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan, but it could be used by the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan. In his opinion, it was probably the work of the Corpse Ancestor. Who made this thing...

What about the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan? In his youth, he was going to inherit the mantle, so how could he not take some measures to save his life? If it hadn't been for the support of that force, Zhao Yun would have knocked that guy down long ago.

"Is true energy infinite?"

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan gritted his teeth and was also frightened.
To be continued...