In the dark maze of tomb passages, screams could be heard from time to time.
They are all the masterpieces of Zhao Yun. They are like a ghost, appearing and disappearing. Everywhere they go, one of the corpse clan members must be destroyed. Amidst the raging wind, the bloody smell becomes thicker and more sinister.
"Damn."
The silver-robed old man roared angrily. The only Ksitigarbha martial artist did not even see Zhao Yun's shadow when he arrived. Instead, he occasionally bumped into the strong men of the Corpse Clan. But as time went by, it was difficult for even the Corpse Clan people to bump into them. One statue after another
It would be strange to bump into him after he was executed, and he couldn't even find his body.
He was furious, but also shocked.
All were seriously injured.
They were all blown to pieces.
How did that little True Spirit Realm kill so many Xuanyang Realm people?
"Too careless."
On one side of the tomb passage, Zhao Yun covered his bleeding right arm and staggered along the way. He killed another corpse clan strongman. It was a perfect kill. He turned around and hit the mechanism. One of his arms was blown away. Fortunately,
, there is a Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Meridian meridian, and the meridians on the arm are connected inch by inch.
The performance is still incredible.
The zombie tribesmen who were chased down were killed by him one after another.
I didn't get any treasure from the tomb, but I made a lot of money from these people...
Round and round, another circle.
When I saw Zhao Yun again, his arm had recovered to its original state and he was still groping in the maze.
"It should be the last one."
His whispers were only heard by himself.
The so-called last ones are the zombie clan members who came down. Except for the silver-robed old man who was in the first level of Ksitigarbha, all the others have been destroyed. The silver-robed old man was a ruthless character, at least his cultivation was ruthless enough.
Ksitigarbha is no better than Xuanyang. Not to mention killing, it is even difficult to break through the defense.
ah...!
As he was walking away, he heard a shrill scream.
Zhao Yun suddenly stopped and looked back at one side. Judging from the sound, it must be the old man in silver robes, and that was the only one left. The wailing sound was so painful, could it be that... he suffered from a terrible mechanism?
With this in mind, he touched it carefully.
Following the source of the sound, he crouched down at a fork, with half of his head exposed, and looked in. The tomb passage was dark, but he could see a bloody scene. It was really the old man in silver robe who had been tricked.
The body below the waist was a piece of broken bones and rotten flesh, and he was lying on the ground, struggling feebly, and all the blood flowing out came to the fork.
It's better to arrive early than to arrive in time.
Zhao Yun popped his head and walked over with Long Yuan Sword in his hand.
"you...."
The silver-robed old man's eyes were scarlet, and when he saw Zhao Yun, he wanted to get up.
However, only half of his body was left. After struggling for three to five seconds, he lay there helplessly.
"Senior, have a good trip."
Zhao Yun had no mercy and chopped off the silver-robed old man's head with one sword.
However, the remains of the silver-robed old man... and even his severed head turned into a wisp of blue smoke.
"Clone Technique?"
Zhao Yun's expression suddenly changed.
Buzz!
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a buzzing behind him.
When he turned around, a spear had been fired. Xu Shi's aim was not right, and it only pierced his shoulder, and took him flying all the way to the end of the tomb passage, where it was nailed to the wall with a clang.
"In the true spiritual realm, I consider you to be the strongest."
The old man in silver robe appeared, like a fierce ghost, walking out of the darkness, smiling eerily.
Yes, the broken body just now was his clone.
For creating this illusion, he also paid a price, and the destruction of his clone would have backfire on the original person.
However, the ending is still good.
If not, Zhao Yun would not be attracted.
And the tomb passage he chose was also very particular. It was a dead end. No matter how powerful Zhao Yun was, he could not escape from his grasp. Even if the other corpse clan members were buried, he would be able to monopolize the victory.
puff!
Zhao Yunsheng pulled out the war spear, staggered for a while when he landed, and almost fell down. Blood was pouring from his mouth. Jiang was very old, he had killed so many corpse tribesmen, and he was attacked by others.
It's also his fault. He used his Heavenly Eye to peek into the copper coffin, but suffered backlash. His pupil power has not recovered yet. If his Heavenly Eye had pupil power, he would definitely be able to tell that it was a clone. At least, it wouldn't be as miserable as it is now. At least,
You won't be stuck here.
When facing the first level of Ksitigarbha in the True Spirit Realm, one can imagine the outcome.
In the final analysis, he was careless. He did not expect that the old man in silver robe was proficient in the legendary cloning technique. This was the first time he had seen this secret technique in his life. The fake was confused with the real one, which caught him off guard.
"Send me the secret method to create Tianwu aura, and I will allow you to live and die in peace."
The old man in silver robe smiled faintly, not in any hurry, and walked slowly step by step, enjoying this feeling. The little martial arts cultivator opposite was a treasure, and he had many secrets hidden in him. He couldn't help but reveal them.
Opening it up and grilling it layer by layer seems to be more interesting.
It's a dead end, can that guy still escape?
As for An's life and death, it doesn't matter. Even if Zhao Yun is handed over, he will be ruthless and will not torture him to death. It is difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart. After the secret is discovered, it is also a good choice to make a corpse puppet.
Why!
Zhao Yun sighed. In the eyes of the silver-robed old man, this was acceptance of the cruel reality.
"To hand over is to not hand over."
The old man in silver robe gave a sinister laugh and did not stop walking.
"pay."
Zhao Yun sat down and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Naturally, this is paralyzing the old man in silver robe.
When people think they are sure to win, they usually relax their vigilance.
Zhao Yun took out an ancient scroll from his pocket. In fact, it was an ordinary ancient book. However, in the ancient scroll, an explosive talisman was added. The high-level explosive talisman was not his, but came from a corpse clan member.
If the search was close enough, the silver-robed old man could drink a pot of it. After experiencing so many storms and waves, there is no reason to be caught without help, and he still has the strength to fight.
"Senior, keep your word."
Zhao Yun said and threw out the ancient scroll.
"That's right."
The corners of the silver-robed old man's mouth were slightly raised again, and he raised his hand to take it. His blood-colored eyes were full of hot gaze. The secret technique that can perform the aura of Tianwu must be amazing. If you learn it, it can be regarded as a bluffing trump card.
I don't know how many treasures I can get by swindling everywhere. This is not only a secret skill, but also an endless treasure.
Xu Shi was so coveted that he couldn't suppress his excitement and excitement. After receiving the ancient scroll, he couldn't wait to open it.
Upon entering, you will see an explosive talisman, a high-level explosive talisman.
"you...."
This time, the expression of the old man in silver robe changed drastically. He wanted to hide... but it was too late.
boom!
The sound of this explosion is still very pleasant.
ah...!
The silver-robed old man screamed and stepped back.
The distance was too close and there was no defense. There was no time to react. He was completely blown up. His left and right eyes were blown away on the spot. His old face, which was already formidable, was suddenly bloody and bloody. Half of his face... was exposed.
The bloody bones looked like a fierce ghost before, but now, they seem to be real, and the shape is scary enough.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun had already attacked, and his calculations and calculations were precise. The moment the explosion started, he got up, opened his unicorn body, opened his magic path, and put a quick-moving talisman on his body. In addition, he was a dragon.
On the Yuan Sword, there are thunder and lightning tearing apart, and a black and yellow aura lingers. The sword is struck by wind and thunder, which is the strongest blow he has made so far in martial arts. He strives to kill the silver-robed old man with one sword.
puff!
The scarlet blood light is quite dazzling.
Zhao Yun hit the target with his sword and penetrated the chest of the silver-robed old man, but only the tip of the sword penetrated. No matter how hard he applied and how he activated his true energy, it was still difficult to penetrate even an inch.
This is the Ksitigarbha realm. Even if he is at the first level, even if he is seriously injured, even if he is half disabled, he still has a strong foundation. If he is at the Xuanyang realm, this sword will kill him. However, he is only at the eighth level.
The same is true for Ksitigarbha, and the old man in silver robes today is much better than the old man with yellow teeth back then. The old man with yellow teeth back then was a weakling who was forced to self-destruct by him.
"Okay, very good."
The silver-robed old man smiled ferociously, his eyes were blown away, blood was flowing, his face was bloody, and his mouth was bleeding continuously. The smile in this form was terrifying enough. He really underestimated this true spiritual realm, and it shocked him so much.
He is over fifty years old and has been practicing martial arts for so many years, but this is the first time he has suffered such a big loss.
Zhao Yun didn't say anything, he just held his breath and held Long Yuan's sword tightly.
The same goes for the silver-robed old man. All his true energy was forcibly mobilized and gathered in his chest, locking Long Yuan tightly. Even if he relaxed a little, he might be pierced by this little martial artist... with a sword.
In this way, the two of them seemed to be like statues, motionless for a moment, stagnant.
boom!
After three or five seconds, I heard a huge tremor in the tomb passage.
It was the silver-robed old man who took a breath for a moment and used Ksitigarbha's momentum to overwhelm Zhao Yun.
Bang!
Long Yuan's sword also flew sideways and stuck diagonally on the ground.
Zhao Yun was worse than him. The blow made his body crackle and he vomited blood.
"Come."
The old man in silver robe smiled ferociously, raised his hand, spread his fingers towards Zhao Yun, and exerted a terrible suction force.
Zhao Yun, who had not yet stood firm, could not resist and was attracted on the spot.
Zhao Yun held back his breath, not wanting to sit still and wait for death. The moment he was choked by the silver-robed old man, he opened his mouth and said, the secret sound wave of the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar resonated with the martial spirit.
Uh...!
The silver-robed old man's mind trembled, he grunted, and he took half a step back. He was stunned by the roar. He was in the true spiritual realm! Where could such a powerful sonic attack come from? He... still had a martial spirit?
"I wonder if seniors... have ever heard of a secret technique for throwing people."
Zhao Yun said calmly, grabbing the silver-robed old man's arm and supporting his body. His true energy surged wildly. In an instant, his waist and horse merged into one, and he lifted up the Ksitigarbha statue and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
This roar was more pleasant to the ear than the explosion of the explosive talisman just now.
Just a moment ago, the old man in silver robe didn't know the secret technique of throwing people.
In this second, he really saw that Jizo's physical body was very hard, and the ground was solid enough. When the two collided, how could sparks not be produced? Not only could sparks be produced, but tears and blood could also be produced? What if he was like this?
The blood spurted from the mouth to a height of one foot, and all the limbs, internal organs, extra meridians and meridians... all hurt terribly, and all the accumulated injuries exploded at this moment.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
The rumbling sound was frequent.
Zhao Yun went crazy and threw the old man in silver robes like crazy. The old man in silver robes was thrown with blood and bones flying everywhere, and the tomb passage was buzzing and trembling.
Most people may not be able to see such a bloody scene.
At some point, Zhao Yun stopped, failed to stand firm, and collapsed to the ground.
Look at the old man in silver robes, his fractures were completely comminuted, he was no longer human, he was thrown to death.
The head of the Zhao family seems to be the nemesis of the corpse clan. He scared away a peak Ksitigarbha in the Yinyue King's Tomb. On the border battlefield, he found the controller and was blown away by a powerful crossbow. Now, this tomb labyrinth,
Dozens of strong men from the zombie clan were wiped out by a group.