Mu Zheng said: "Hey, apart from indiscriminate attacks like ice and fire, which can cause great damage, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
He slowly paced back and forth among the carrion corpses, with ease and ease, without making many moves. Apparently, he also discovered the same problem as Duanmucang.
The strength of these rotting corpses varies, which seems to be related to their strength in life, but they are generally much worse than the newly transformed rotting corpses, and they should have suffered a serious loss of strength.
"ah"
Suddenly a scream came out. A strong man with an Eight-Star Martial Master accidentally made a move and was hit on the shoulder by a rotten corpse. He suddenly turned green.
The pigment continued to expand, and poisonous blood burst out, and the entire shoulder began to fester.
Moreover, the man's neck and face turned green in an instant. He pinched his neck with both hands and foamed at the mouth.
In a few blinks, the man's frightened look disappeared, and he became sluggish and rotten. He spit out rotten air from his mouth and began to attack his companions.
"ah"
"ah"
His change immediately caused panic, and people suddenly fell into the trap and turned into rotting corpses.
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The people who were still struggling to hold on suddenly panicked and hurriedly fled in the direction of Fang Shi to seek the protection of Beimingxuan Palace.
Li Yunxiao's face also darkened. He was not a kind person and would not take the initiative to protect everyone from rotting corpses for nothing.
But now everyone has begun to take refuge in the Beiming Family, which is also extremely unfavorable for him.
"glazed glass like fire"
Li Yunxiao's eyes shot out cold stars, his face was filled with ice, and his body burned with a "shu", and the raging fire spread all over the sky.
As soon as he closed his hands and separated them, the ancient Gangfeng swirled out, and the flames all over his body suddenly rose, and his face swayed under the flickering firelight.
"Big Windmill"
The flames all over the sky whirred and swirled away, and the entire sky dome of the hall was instantly enveloped by wind and fire, reflecting the flashing faces of everyone with different expressions.
Mu Zheng was shocked. Although he guessed that Li Yunxiao's flame was no ordinary fire, he didn't expect it to be so powerful. Even the protective imperial energy on his body slowly melted under the heat of the flames.
The rest of the people were also extremely shocked. Li Yunxiao stood in the sky above the Eye of the Whirlpool, and the flames filling the sky seemed to materialize that aloof temperament, just like a trace of his figure.
"Ahhhhh"
The screams of countless rotting corpses rose and fell one after another, and all the disgusting smells were burned away under the flames.
Inside the rotating windmill, corpses turned to ashes one after another.
Beiming Yuanhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and huge waves arose in his heart. The cold and yin aura of Beiming Xuan Palace was difficult to melt with all fires.
Under the flames, the ice track drawn by Fang Shi's battle gun was also melting.
This kind of flame breath made him, who practiced extreme coldness, feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusted.
There was murderous intent in his eyes, and his eyes looking at Li Yunxiao became colder and colder.
After a few breaths, the sky full of rotten corpses was swept away.
As soon as Li Yunxiao closed his secret seal, all the flames dispersed.
The whole world became quiet.
Duanmucang also had strange colors in his eyes and said, "Young Master Yun, this fire..."
Li Yunxiao's expression remained normal, and he answered the question, "Don't take it lightly, everyone. These rotting corpses have basically no attack power. They should be the remains left behind a hundred thousand years ago. The seven-star Martial Emperor Bai Zifeng's rotting corpse that I met before is stronger than this."
hundred times."
Only then did everyone come back to their senses from shock and joy, and looked at Li Yunxiao with even more awe.
Duanmucang said: "It should be that the older the age, the weaker the power. These rotting corpses probably existed as far as the sky and the earth a hundred thousand years ago. In the past hundred thousand years, the Xuanwu Star Palace has been floating in nothingness, and no corpses have been added to it.
There shouldn’t be much danger left.”
Li Yunxiao glanced at her indifferently and said, "Master Cang seems to have forgotten Qian Mi Fantasy Realm."
Duanmucang's body trembled suddenly, his eyes showing horror.
The rest of the people seemed to have thought of something, and they all opened their mouths and became frightened.
Taishu Xie Ting said with a heavy face: "Although the Thousand Mazes are an illusion, the friends who die in them have really fallen."
Mu Zheng said: "No wonder, no wonder these corpses are of the lowest level, which is different from what I expected. It is very possible that those high-level corpses are controlling those fresh corpses."
Uncle Xie Ting's eyes were filled with haze, and he hummed: "So, the layout of the thousand mazes is entirely to create dead bodies? If this is true, then the master of the Xuanwu Star Palace is too evil, right?"
Duanmucang said: "Everything is just speculation. Once it comes, let's make peace with it."
"call"
Suddenly a heavy breathing sound sounded, low and decaying, "Survival-I-survival...¨"
The space fluctuated, and a figure emerged, with a charred black body and a terrifying face.
Li Yunxiao's pupils shrank, that person was the Eight-Star Martial Emperor who had previously tried to steal his position on the stone pillar.
"You killed me and gave me life."
The eyes of the rotten corpse burst open, shooting out a cold green light, and the skin on the face seemed to have insects moving around.
"Bang"
As soon as his body moved, he burst the air and grabbed it in the air.
A green vortex full of rotten air swirled in his hand. He rushed up with hatred, slapped Li Yunxiao on the top of his head, and shouted: "Death, die!"
"Since you are dead, why are you so obsessed with it?"
Li Yunxiao's eyes turned cold, the wind and fire swirled in the palm of his hand, and he hit him with another big windmill move.
"Bang"
When the two forces collided, the aftermath was scattered in all directions, and the hall was shaking.
"Ahhh"
The flames fell on the corpse, burning him so hard that he grinned and was in pain.
But he gritted his teeth suddenly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and rushed forward with the power of the flames.
"laugh"
The claws shot out from the ten fingers of the rotten corpse, "Go to hell"
"boom"
With a wave of that arm, it turned into a giant earthworm, as thick as a person's arms, and fell on top of Li Yunxiao's head.
The sharp claws even scratched out five dark cracks, directly dividing the space.
The terrifying ability fluctuates, layer upon layer like ocean waves, each wave is stronger than the last.
"Although he has become more ferocious, his strength has not improved. How can he kill me?"
Li Yunxiao's face was expressionless and undisturbed under the impact of that energy. He just made a seal with one hand, and a cold sword intent suddenly appeared.
"Cut the sky with one sword"
The blue light of the cold sword flashed, a layer of frost fell down, and the sword's intention was boundless.
"laugh"
The five space cracks were instantly annihilated by the sword energy, and a blue light flew across the sky.
"Bang"
The huge arm was broken off and exploded. Countless small bugs like carapace emerged from it and ran around on the broken arm.
"ah"
The rotting corpse opened its mouth in pain and exhaled a breath of corpse air.
The countless beetles on his arms spread their wings behind them and flew up like countless flies, attacking Li Yunxiao like countless flies.
Li Yunxiao sneered, opened his third eye between his eyebrows, widened his vertical eyes, and shot out a line of fire
"Pfft, pfft, pfft."
When the line of fire touched the corpse, it burned instantly, and the fire ball was full of explosions.
Suddenly, Li Yunxiao's eyes suddenly shrank and shot out a cold light.
He suddenly grabbed forward with one hand
"Buzz"
Under the virtual grip of his five fingers, the space trembled slightly, and wrapped in the imperial energy in his palm, a dark green corpse was desperately fluttering its thin wings, trying to break free.
It was spit out from the mouth of the rotting corpse, trying to invade secretly and get into Li Yunxiao's body.
After the rotting corpse lost this corpse, the expression on its face became dull and it fell directly from the air.
A large number of low-level corpses suddenly ran out of the rotten body, and flew around with a "buzz".
Duanmucang's beautiful eyes were focused, and he waved his hand to take a photo.
There was a thin layer of smoke floating around the palm of her hand, like a dream, with colorful lights flashing, making it difficult to see her palm clearly.
"Bang"
The palm force struck the corpse, and the smoke immediately dispersed, shooting in all directions, killing all the corpses in the sky.
The entire rotten corpse also burst apart and slowly melted in the smoke, leaving no bones.
A trace of fear flashed across Bei Ming Yuanhai's eyes, and he said slowly: "Mistle and lightness, the wind and clouds are changing, the powerful Five Luo Qingyan Palm, I wonder what the relationship is between Lord Cang and Mr. Yu?"
Duanmucang stood up with his palms closed and said calmly: "It's my brother."
"What?"
Beiming Yuanhai was shocked, showing a look of horror, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.
The rest of the people were also shocked, looking at Duanmucang with extreme awe and fear.
Duanmu Youyu, one of the top ten titles of Tianyan Martial Emperor, is actually her brother.
Except for Li Yunxiao, no one in the venue was surprised.
Beiming Yuanhai suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure, and a feeling of heat surged throughout his body.
Duanmucang's eyes were fixed on the corpse in Li Yunxiao's palm, and he said in surprise: "Young Master Yun, is this the head of the corpse?"
Li Yunxiao shook his head slightly and said, "I have to ask Lord Mu Zheng."
Mu Zheng also kept staring at the corpse, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said: "It's plausible, but I'm not sure. I'll have to do some research before I can be sure."
Li Yunxiao said: "That's right, then I'll leave this corpse to Master Mu Zheng. Don't forget the agreement between you and me."
He turned his fingers, and a golden light shot out from the palm of his hand, turned into a golden ball, wrapped around the corpse, and then shot downwards.
Mu Zheng was overjoyed. He shouted, grabbed it with his bare hands, held it in his hand and observed it, his face full of joy.
The rest of the people had strange expressions on their faces, showing disdain.
Normal people would avoid this kind of thing, but he was actually happy about it, looking very amused.
"Um?"
Mu Zheng suddenly frowned, and saw that the corpse in his hand that had been quiet suddenly became manic, flapping its thin wings desperately.
Waves of faint corpse energy overflowed from the insect's body, turning into sharp light and slashing in all directions, trying to break through the golden ball formed by the emperor's energy.
"What's going on? This thing is showing extremely manic and violent emotions."
Mu Zheng held his chin with one hand, feeling a little puzzled.