Chapter 672: Each has a post
The Qingfeng God fights the seven big nine-eye corpse kings, the sword king is the single-choice nine secluded kings, and the last twelve corpse kings are undergoing transformation underneath.
The situation has become extremely subtle. If the Qingfeng **** can break through and then block the nine princes, then the sword king can destroy the twelve-eyed corpse king, directly smashing the **** of the twelve-eyed corpse knowledge.
Without self-god, the corpse king became a corpse soldier, and the power is strong and the threat is limited.
But if the time drags on for too long, let the twelve-eyed corpse king complete the transformation, evolve to fifteen eyes or even stronger, then if it joins the battle, it can in turn suppress the sword king and the green phoenix god.
Many people have already begun to fly away. It is a great risk to watch the fun here. If it is really a thousand corpse wins, it will be a disaster for everyone.
Ling Han is still calm, he also has the black tower, the situation is not afraid of the situation.
"Although neither side is a good thing, but there is still a period of time since the advent of the gods, I can still open the country to avoid the great difficulties, but let the corpse of the corpse take the upper hand, then it will immediately become a charcoal!"
He made up his mind, and the sword in his hand is now aimed at the corpse.
However, what is happening in the field now is the existence of a broken virtual environment. If he goes up, he will only turn into a fly ash!
"Can you pick some bones and curse the big monster?" Ling Han stared at the twelve-eyed corpse king. Before it was injured by the green phoenix god, Tianfeng instrument spirit and sword king, there were Many broken bones.
With so many amounts, don't believe that the curse is not dead.
The problem is, how can he pick it up, and all around it is the undulation of the emptiness of the virtual world. Don't say that his current body is just a change of the gods, that is, the heavens and the humans are not necessarily able to live.
"Please come to the sky, please." Ling Han said in his heart. These people ran to the fierce battle in the sky, and he had the opportunity to pick those bones. Kill the corpse king.
This big monster is not dead, it is definitely a super disaster.
"The demon snake king, still not coming out!" Qing Feng Shen suddenly shouted.
"Hey, look at you playing so cheerfully, this seat does not want to bother you." In the laughter, I saw an old man appearing quietly, his body shape is slightly embarrassing, you can look carefully, he is not a hunchback. It is twisted like a snake.
Behind him, there is also a shadow of a large snake, and the pointed snake's head exudes the fierce light of the Hittites.
Demon Snake King, Dilong Zong's broken virtual powerhouse!
"Snake King, for me to block this old corpse, I went to pick up the corpse king!" Sword King said lightly, the focus now is the corpse king that is evolving, in case it really reaches fifteen eyes, the presence should be No one can win it anymore.
The defense is already invincible.
The demon snake king laughed. Road: "Well, here is the seat." He and the sword king their relationship is not good, but now is to deal with thousands of corpses, everyone naturally stood on the same front.
The sword king immediately killed to the bottom. Nine Yu Wang wants to stop, but the demon snake king fills in time and shoots with one palm. The arm was turned into a giant scorpion, and entangled toward the nine princes. The horror of the martial arts will be stimulated, and the veins will shine. Forcing the nine princes can only be parried first.
To reach such a level, no one dares to let the other side bombard, but it is really necessary to confess the old life.
The sword king was shot down, and the right hand was about to be pointed out, but it was suddenly a figure, and his face became awe-inspiring.
"Sword King, what are you doing?" Qing Feng Shen immediately shouted.
"This seat is for you to block the old ghouls, but it is not for you to see the scenery." The demon snake king said with dissatisfaction.
Nine Kings is showing a sneer, as if the odds are in the grip.
In the heart of Ling Han’s heart, Qian Zongzong has been plotting for thousands of years. Recently, Huang Quanchi, one of the three treasures of Zongmen, has infused the corpse king. It takes so much effort, will there be no preparation?
On the contrary, their preparations are definitely sufficient. On the contrary, the five major sects are being beaten.
What kind of strong enemy did the sword king encounter?
"Come out!" The sword king looked at a corner, his eyes as a sword, and he could pierce the void.
"I don't think it's a sword king. I just showed it a little bit of killing. I let you discover it." A figure appeared in the air out of thin air. He seemed to be hiding in the air, so he suddenly appeared. It looks very strange.
The man was dressed in a cloak and wrapped his head to his feet thoroughly. No one could see his appearance. If his voice was like a man, even his gender could not be judged.
However, listening to the voice is not reliable, the master can completely change his voice.
"To reach such a level, we still need to hide our heads and tails. How ugly are you, so dare not see people?" The sword king said to the cloak, and the meaning of the singer was obvious.
The cloak man did not care at all, but instead followed the sword king's tone: "Yes, I am really ugly, or not good."
He didn't mean anything at all, because his task was to stop anyone who appeared to the corpse king. As long as the other party didn't shoot, he naturally enjoyed it.
The sword king stared at the other side, this person's breath is not obvious, it looks ordinary, but it is just like this, it will make him feel tricky.
Returning to the truth, you can't figure it out.
"You are invited by the Nine Kings?" asked the sword king.
"Not bad." The cloak nodded. His task was to drag the time. Naturally, he didn't mind talking to the sword king about something that was irrelevant.
"What benefits did Jiu You Wang give you, we --" He pointed to himself and the Green Phoenix God, the demon snake king, showing a smile, "can give you double."
"It's a moving proposal, but I don't think you can give me." The cloak said.
"Talk about it, don't give it, let us decide." Sword King laughed.
The cloak laughed and said: "A good sword king, a word-storing sword, want to put out my identity?" Like the power of their ranks, the treasures they need are extremely rare and easy to Infer the identity of the other party.
"Unfortunately, even if I tell you, you can't guess it."
"Why don't you talk about it?" Sword King laughed.
The cloak shrugged and said: "You know when you shoot."
The sword king stared at the cloak and watched it. After a while, he showed a raging war, his right hand spurred, and a long sword. The momentum of the whole person began to soar. Although he was also strong and outrageous, it seems that the peerless sword is still hidden in the scabbard, and at this moment, the sword is finally unsheathed.
It’s shining, only I am alone.
The cloak man is unmoved, but he is standing shoulder-by-hand and looks very arrogant.
The sword king shot, hey, the long sword waved out, the sword was soaring, and the sky was once again shattered by the earthquake, turning into a meteor shower.
The sword rushed to the cloak, but the cloak was distracted and turned into a black mist, encircling the sword king. (To be continued.)