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Chapter 247 Corpse Demon

The ghost soldier had no expression on his face and was covered in darkness, as if his body had been resurrected for countless years.

They were wearing rusty armor and holding bronze spears.

The neat steps and uniform costumes made these Yin soldiers look like a army of well-trained monks.

Before they could get close to the two teams, a cold and cold air tide came over, causing a violent wind in the middle.

The shattered stones were blown up by the strong wind, and the next second was shattered in mid-air by terrible forces.

For a moment, everyone felt the pressure doubled.

However, compared with the unprepared ghosts in the demon wind, everyone is more willing to face such things that can be seen and killed.

There is no password, and no horn for charge sounds.

Silently, all the ghost soldiers launched an attack in an instant.

The neat sound and unified movements doubled the power of this Yin soldiers during the attack and killing.

The cold but bright gun light burst out together, like dense raindrops shot over.

The gun light rubbed against the air, and the sound of the sky came.

The murderous aura burst out and the air was frozen.

"kill!"

Yang Hua shouted loudly and led the disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land to take action together.

They can't help dealing with the things in Yaofeng, but their attacks are still useful.

The gorgeous and dazzling divine light suddenly burst out, and it became brighter in the dark night where the starry light was led away by the divine source.

The great attack and killing technique was blessed on the weapons, breaking through the frozen air, and hitting the expressionless Yin soldiers.

"Brothers, it's our turn! Let these ghost soldiers know how powerful we are!"

Lao Liu was full of energy. As a master of the third level of Yuanhai, he had good methods.

Yuanhai’s third level, looking at Mangyuan, they are all little masters, and ordinary people dare not look down on them.

Although their team has their own origins, as a treasure hunting team, they have a very tacit understanding.

If it weren't for their different methods and their movements were not uniformly coordinated, they could also be called well-trained.

The gun light exploded and turned into cold and cold energy dissipated.

The next second, a dazzling white light drove the night away like the sunshine of dawn.

There was a loud bang, and the tsunami-like energy fluctuations torn and spread, exploding in the middle of the Yin soldiers.

A large number of Yin soldiers were involved and their bodies were wiped out.

The Holy Son of Wanyuan also took action, and the scene was shocked. At least dozens of ghost soldiers disappeared under his attack.

Puffpeng...

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the body of the Yin soldiers constantly exploded.

The attacks of others also landed at this moment, harvesting these ghost soldiers who only knew how to kill.

"ah!"

A scream echoed, and a monk in Li Chuan and his team was still scratched his thigh by the ghost soldier's gun, and a blood mark appeared.

At first, the blood mark was normal, but in an instant, the blood mark changed rapidly, a foul odor was heard, and the surrounding flesh and blood were also rotting rapidly, and a large amount of yellow water was flowing out.

A companion beside him was quick-eyed and his hands were pointed like a sword, and he helped him cut off the flesh and blood as a whole, without allowing the corrosive force brought by the ghost gun to continue to spread.

"How is it possible? Can't you kill it?" The disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land who saw the ghost soldier for the first time raised their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them incredibly.

The energy that the Yin soldiers transformed into after being broken did not dissipate, but was attracted by an invisible force and actually returned to the place where they appeared like a stream of water.

There were no ghost soldiers in the ruins of Chaoyang City.

But the force transformed by the broken Yin soldiers flowed here, and Yin soldiers emerged from the underground again.

"It's not that you can't kill, but that you can only kill a small number."

"The number of these reappearing ghost soldiers is less than what we killed before."

Li Chuan took the time to explain.

Yin soldiers are a special existence, strictly speaking, not considered a category of life because they do not have wisdom.

Even their bodies are only formed by special energy.

With the realm of these people, it is difficult to erase these energy at once, which leads to the shattering of the body of the Yin soldiers and will be resurrected under the influence of special terrain.

"here we go again!"

The previous team of ghost soldiers was almost disbanded, but more people gathered here.

These Yin soldiers had no idea what fear was. The previous team was disbanded and there was no deterrence to them at all.

Four or five formations gathered and attacked quickly.

call!

The scarlet demon wind did not watch the show on the side this time, and cooperated with the army of ghost soldiers, and even attacked at this moment.

The situation this time was even more dangerous. The ghost soldiers were not afraid of death, and the demon wind did not retreat with just one blow like before.

In an instant, the two teams were almost disbanded, and two or three people were injured in an instant.

Some people were eating up the flesh and blood in the demon wind, and some were injured by the spear of the ghost soldier, and the flesh and blood quickly rotted.

"How long will it take for Brother Ye?" Shengzi Wanyuan said anxiously.

Because there was also a disciple in Wanyuan Holy Land, and even he was a little tired of dealing with the endless supply of ghost soldiers and ghosts in the Demon Wind.

These things seem to be endless, but no matter how hard they are killed, they can't see any reduction.

How long will it take? A pure source of hundreds of kilograms, less than one-quarter of the traces of Jiangchuan portrayed in such a short time.

"Ah! There is a corpse demon!" Li Chuan's horrified voice came.

I saw a dark humanoid creature flying out quickly inside the demon wind and attacking the crowd.

Humanoid creatures move as fast as lightning and as fast as lightning.

At first, Li Chuan thought this was the kind of ordinary ghost that had been before, and it led a fire of energy to burn it.

After he found that the energy fire that had tried and tested before had not burned this thing, it was too late.

The corpse demon poked out a claw, took off the head of a monk in their team, and quickly disappeared into the demon wind.

After such a sudden scene, everyone changed their brilliance.

This thing Li Chuan called the corpse demon was still hidden. A sudden attack occurred and a head was taken off in an instant.

My heart was shocked, and Lao Liu, the third level of Yuanhai, was covered in cold sweat behind his back.

The corpse demon appeared so secretly that he would be killed if the target of attack was his.

Moreover, this corpse demon is something more difficult than Yin soldiers and ghosts.

The moment the corpse demon took off their companions' heads, he saw a companion in the Shendi Realm attacking the body of the corpse demon, but only a string of sparks appeared.

The first casualties finally occurred in the two teams.

Ao Wow!

With a creepy howling, more than a dozen pairs of blood-red eyes staring in the demon wind.

"A dozen corpse demons!" Someone was too frightened and his words were not smooth.

Puff!

Blood flowers were in full bloom, and someone in the team of Li Chuan and others was taken off by the corpse demon again. The headless corpse fell to the ground and splashed dust.

The body of the corpse demon is harder than the essence iron, and it is difficult to damage the attacks of monks in the realm of God.

The dazzling divine light lit up, and the Holy Son of Wanyuan burst out his ultimate move, shaking everything around him in an instant.

"Get together!"

It is a waste to fight separately.

Moreover, their goal is not to kill these things, but to buy time for Jiang Chuan.

"Walk!"

Lao Liu and Li Chuan ran out first and surrounded the disciples of Wanyuan Holy Land.
Chapter completed!
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