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"Acting Sect Master, do you really want the Xuan Zi Sect to be destroyed?" The Golden Armored Corpse Roar roared in a low voice and persuaded......

"What do you know!?" The corpse boy's face was full of greed. "The pure yang blood on this kid is the best nutrient for the evolution of our puppet corpse. Uncle Jin, you have been stuck at the level of the golden armored corpse for three hundred years. If you suck the pure yang blood of this kid, you can break through to the level of the corpse king in the near future. No, it's too wasteful to do this. Such a genius who is rare in a century should catch up and raise it and slowly draw his blood. Then use his genes to negotiate conditions with the company to ensure that he can get the full support of the company."

"You..." The golden-armored corpse general was helpless. As the sect guardian corpse puppet, it was impossible for him to disobey the orders of the sect leader.

"Hehe. What's more, he is also the descendant of Yan Zun." The corpse boy became more and more excited as he thought about it. He laughed sharply, "When I catch him, I will make great contributions to the company. What if Yan Zun is so powerful? Our fbg company is not afraid of him."

"fbg?" The corpse Taoist on the side showed a look of complete despair on his face, "Senior Brother, it turns out that you are from fbg."

Wang Yan's face was not changed at all, no matter how the corpse boy shouted and smiled. He picked up Wu Ya'an Ge, gently lifted the wet hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Sister Ange, I'm sorry. I can't abandon you and Senior Citizen. We are colleagues and partners. We came out together, either go back together or die together."

"Follower." Wu Ya'ange snuggled in Wang Yan's arms, his pretty face turned pale, his eyelids slightly surging, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Okay, either die together or go back together."

"Xiao, Comrade Xiao Wang... This time I have implicated you." The corpse Taoist said with a pale face and dejected expression, "Although I have been calling you a bad boy, in fact, you are such a good young man."

"Senior Corpse, you are also a very good senior, although I often complain that you are an old monster." Wang Yan gently put down Wu Ya'an Ge and slowly stood up. He raised his right hand and appeared in his hand out of thin air. The thick and cold hammer handle gave him a sense of peace of mind.

His expression gradually became solemn, and he walked towards the corpse boy step by step, and said coldly: "Corpse boy. In public and private, today we are in a situation that we will never stop."

His musculoskeletons crackled, and with each step he took, his figure seemed to be a little stronger and stronger, and the heat wave on his body increased one point.

"Hiss!"

The clothes were cracked by the body. Wang Yan pulled his hand and the remaining clothes on his body were torn off, revealing his red upper body. At this time, his image was completely different from the usual warm sunshine. Every muscle on his body was bulging like a rock. Each muscle fiber contained powerful explosive power.

Especially the flame mark on the chest is usually hidden in the skin and cannot be seen or touched. It will only appear when anger or blood boils. Now it is red, red and beautiful, looking like a real flame that is burning and charming.

Every leaping of the flame mark was like a heart pace, and the red breath spreads along the meridians and skin to the whole body, making Wang Yan's body look faint red and exudes a strong sense of danger.

The cold eyes and the dangerous aura made the corpse boy subconsciously take two steps back. Then he woke up, a hint of shame and anger flashed across his hideous face, and he sarcastically said, "Change? Hehe, do you think that if you change, you can turn the world? A poor strength means you have poor strength. Can you still possess Yan Zun..."

He was only halfway through his words. Wang Yan roared and rushed over halfway. His power was very powerful. The blue gravel under his feet was crushed to pieces, and the speed was as fast as a cannonball. A layer of flame was burning all over his body, with a strong momentum, and he was as arrogant as the reincarnation of the Bull Demon King.

Brutal collision!

The two were only more than ten meters apart, and Wang Yan arrived in an instant, and a fiery red afterimage swept behind him.

The corpse boy was startled and quickly rolled around and avoided, his posture was extremely embarrassed.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan's tyrannical figure wiped the corpse boy and flew past him, and his shoulder hit the round wooden pillars that were thick with the archway. "Crack"! The pillars were immediately broken into two pieces, and the broken wood spewed backwards. The archway carved with the words "Xuanqing Taoist Temple" collapsed in an instant.

The corpse boy fell to the ground and was scared into a cold sweat. He cursed in his heart that this boy was too crazy and too wild. This impact speed and power were like an ancient beast. Both his momentum and strength were more than better than before.

Before his soul could calm down, Wang Yan kicked the stone steps under his feet and jumped up. When he was in mid-air, there was a heavy hammer in his hand. He swung the heavy hammer with both hands, and a raging flame burned on the hammer head, and violently smashed the corpse boy. When the heavy hammer rubbed violently with the air, a circle of flame shock waves buzzed.

The hot and yang aura enveloped the radius of seven or eight meters, and the air was burned and twisted into fish scale-shaped waves.

The corpse boy lying on the ground felt as if he was in a hot purgatory, with dry mouth and frightened heart. He cursed secretly, was this boy really possessed by Yan Zun? He hurriedly rolled around and dodged.

"boom!"

Wang Yan hit the bluestone ground with a heavy hammer. The stones burst like bombs, and the flames swept away in all directions in shock waves. The corpse boy flew out like a piece of rag, and his back hit the stone tablet of the "National-level Cultural Relics Protection Unit" and smashed it into pieces with a bang.

The corpse boy rolled out of a pile of rocks and garbage, swelling with the sparks and dust on his body. While exploding backwards to avoid Wang Yan's pursuit, he roared and said, "Uncle Jin, why are you still standing there? Kill me, no, I'll kill him for this sect leader."

The golden-armored corpse general hesitated for a moment, but still stepped out and punched Wang Yan.

Wang Yan turned around and met with a hammer without fear.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Wang Yan and his hammer were blown away, and a piece of wall was smashed on his back, and a building wall was smashed. The broken bricks and tiles hit Wang Yan one by one, burying him in.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too big. Even if Wang Yan does his best, he cannot make up for the gap with the A-level powerhouse.

"Squeak~" The little ferret flew over and landed beside the pile of rubble, grabbed Wang Yan's trouser legs, and pulled him out bit by bit. The delicate and cute little face showed a look of heartache and anxiety, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his face.

"Hehe, I said this." The corpse boy jumped back to the collapsed archway and said hilariously, "Even if you possessed Yan Zun, you can't escape your life. You can't delay any more. If you are a child, you will change. Uncle Jin, don't go quickly to destroy him."

"yes!"

The golden armored corpse was about to follow his order and took it step by step.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

The golden armored corpse suddenly twisted the broken bluestone ground nearby, turning into a twisted blood-colored swamp. The ragged blood-carried claws stretched out from the swamp, accompanied by the creepy howling sound of ghosts and wolves, they tangled and clasped the legs of the golden armored corpse general and tried their best to pull him into the blood swamp.

Even with the strength of the Golden Armored Corpse, he was caught for a while and had difficulty in action.

In this scenario, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death.

Blood Prison Corpse Claw!

It is one of the inherited spells of Xuan Zi Sect. The corpse boy and the golden armored corpse generals all set their eyes on the corpse Taoist.

The old corpse Taoist pinched the magic trick with one hand and pointed at the corpse hidden coffin from the other hand, and said hoarsely: "Comrade Xiao Wang is right. Everyone is going to die together, and they will go back together." The corpse hidden coffin sounded thumping, and the coffin lid opened with a buzzing sound. A ferocious claw was placed on the edge of the coffin, and the terrifying corpse roar continued to resound.

The first one to jump out was the black iron tower with swelling muscles, a strong figure, and a faint silvery all over his body.

The corpse boy was furious and trembled all over and said, "Okay, okay! You dare to go against this sect leader, okay, it's great."

At the same time, the corpse puppets carefully raised by the corpse Taoist crawled out of the corpse coffin one by one. There were the peak bronze armored corpse shadow Wu who had fought with Wang Yan, and four identical bronze armored corpse brothers. There were also a group of elite iron armored corpses including Tibetan Du, Yan San, Mieko, etc.

The corpses danced around and rushed towards the corpse boys.

"Hmph!" The golden-armored corpse hid under his feet. With a "bang", a circle of golden light swept out in all directions like a shock wave. The fierce blood-handed corpse claws turned into black fog and disappeared. He shook his body and blocked the corpse group. The golden spear danced, and every time the shot went out, a corpse puppet was smashed away.

Although the group of corpses carefully raised by the Taoist Corpse are elite and fierce, except for the Black Iron Tower, there is no enemy that is just a united enemy.

"puff!"

A golden light flashed, and the spear pierced into the chest of the Black Iron Tower. The Black Iron Tower roared angrily, and grabbed the gun firmly to try to tug of war with it. However, unexpectedly, the golden armored corpse shook his wrist and actually carried the powerful Black Iron Tower into the air.

After a little delay, Wang Yan had already stood up from the pile of broken bricks and rubble, and rushed to the fire again with a heavy hammer.

The golden armored corpse was aware of it, and had calculated Wang Yan's speed of coming, so he flew out the black iron tower. Just as he was about to turn around to fight, Wang Yan, who was running and sprinting, suddenly threw the heavy hammer in his hand.

With a weight loss of 300 kilograms, Wang Yan's speed suddenly increased a lot, seriously misleading the instinct calculations of the Golden Armored Corpse. He opened his arms and hugged the Golden Armored Corpse's back, pushed him to the ground, and firmly entangled him with both hands and feet.

"boom!"

The flames on Wang Yan's body rose up, eroding and burning the golden armored corpse.

Pure Yang True Fire is the most powerful and yang fire in this world, and it has a detrimental effect on all evil spirits. No matter how powerful the golden armored corpse is, it is still a yin corpse. The sizzling flames burned his whole body to turn black with a corpse roar.

Wang Yan's eyes were cold and firm to the extreme!
Chapter completed!