Mad God of Martial Extremity

In the weird giant city, countless walking corpses appeared, which shocked Li Kuang.

He is not afraid of these walking corpses, but the number of these walking corpses is too much, you know, even if it is as small as an ant, if the number is large, you can kill the elephant!

Being trapped by these walking corpses is definitely not a good thing.

At this time, Li Kuang controlled the twelve puppet beasts and temporarily blocked the walking corpses that surrounded him.

However, there were more and more walking dead around, and the twelve puppet beasts controlled by Li Kuang gradually couldn't stop those walking dead.

"It's really a tiger who doesn't show you the power to be my kitten?"

As soon as Li Kuang gritted his teeth, he took a black bead directly from the storage ring. With a wave of his right hand, the black bead flew out immediately and fell into the surrounding corpses.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

With a loud noise, a burst of fire appeared in the group of corpses, and the corpses were blown up and scattered.

What surprised Li Kuang was that the corpses that were blown off were not damaged at all, even the clothes on his body were not blown apart.

Moreover, Li Kuang also found that those flying corpses slowly climbed up from the ground, and then surrounded Li Kuang again.

"Does this work?"

Li Kuang sweated on his forehead. He wasted a dozen thunderbolts in vain. Although they were ordinary thunderbolts, these walking corpses were blown away, but they had no effect at all.

At this time, the sword light flashed in the distance, and the magic energy was magnificent. The sword flying and the magic mountain river were also surrounded by countless walking corpses.

I saw Jianguang passing by, and a walking corpse was cut directly by the waist.

Although Jian Feiyang's cultivation practice was suppressed in the Profound Realm, the Feijian he sacrificed was a veritable half-saint sword. These walking corpses could not stop the half-saint sword.

However, although these walking corpses could not block the half-sacred sword, they could still move. The upper bodies of those walking corpses that had been cut by the waist still climbed towards the sword.

But the Devil Mountain River is extremely easy, because his devil qi can erode the walking corpse, turn the walking corpse into a corpse, and become his puppet.

The demonized walking dead turned towards the walking dead.

The corpses and walking corpses fought around the Moshan River.

At this time, Mo Shanhe is very depressed, because he can only play the peak of the power of the Profound Realm. If he can play the semi-holy level of cultivation, it will only take a moment to destroy all the walking dead here. Change.

Now, he can only incarnate the walking dead within a few feet of the circle.

Soon, those corpses demonized by the magic mountain river could not stop the walking corpses.

"Why not?"

The Magic Mountain River had to run away. He rose directly into the sky and jumped onto the roof beside the street.

"Haha..., I don't deserve you to play."

Mo Shanhe laughed and rushed directly into the depths of the giant city.

But at this time, something unimaginable happened in the depths of the giant city. A sarcophagus was suspended above an altar in the middle of the giant city.

Around the altar, there were actually dense crowds of people standing.

A strong breath of death spread from the sarcophagus and enveloped the giant city.

In the giant city, a walking dead came out of the giant city.

The deserted giant city was full of people everywhere.

At this time, several figures stood on the houses around the altar.

One of them is Feng Qianxue.

In the other two directions, there are two magic shadows. These two guys are the magic ancestors of the ancestor demon clan and the blood moon demon sage of the six magic sects. There is no blood.

These three people are all the existence of the Holy Land.

However, even if it is a holy realm, in this place, it can only exert its peak combat power.

However, even if they can only play the cultivation practice of the peak of the Profound Realm, they also possess a veritable Holy Realm martial arts body.

Holy Realm Martial Arts is their hole card.

"The stuff in the sarcophagus seems very fierce!"

Blood Moon Demon Saint said.

"Hey, the more fierce the better, swallowing this power, my cultivation will also improve a lot."

Mo Chunqiu grinned.

People in the Devil's Road, devouring the energy of others to improve their cultivation, this is a common thing, because they are the Devil's Road, so they have no worries.

"Huh, do you think I don't exist?"

Feng Qianxue sneered.

"Ce, you are only one person, dare to be arrogant in front of us?"

Blood Moon Demon Saint disdain.

"Do you want to die?"

Feng Qianxue held the Phoenix God bow in his hand and stared sharply at the Blood Moon Demon Saint on the opposite roof.

"What can you do to me?"

Blood Moon Demon Saint does not take it for granted.

"Humph!"

Feng Qianxue's right hand buckled the bow of the Phoenix Divine Bow. A powerful force fluctuated immediately and emerged from the Phoenix Divine Bow. The ghost of a Divine Arrow emerged from the Phoenix Divine Bow.

"Why, want to fight?"

Mo Chunqiu sneered.

"Just start playing."

Feng Qianxue is a famous holy land, and the demon spring and autumn are also the famous devil heads of the ancestor demon clan.

The Blood Moon Demon Saint retreated with interest.

However, at this time, the sarcophagus suspended above the altar was shaken up~www.wuxiaspot.com~An ancient rune emerged from the sarcophagus, calming the stock of the sarcophagus power.

"The seal, the seal..."

Seeing this scene, the Blood Moon Demon Saint exclaimed.

They are all the existence of the holy realm, naturally we can see the strangeness of this sarcophagus at a glance.

Someone sealed something in the sarcophagus, and the thing in the sarcophagus is definitely not a good thing. Feng Qianxue naturally did not want the thing in the sarcophagus to be born.

However, in the eyes of Mo Chunqiu and Blood Moon Demon Saint, the power sealed in the sarcophagus was a big tonic for them.

After engulfing the power in the sarcophagus, their cultivation will inevitably improve a lot.

Neither Mo Chunqiu nor Feng Qianxue dared to act rashly.

"Boom..."

The sarcophagus on the altar is still shaking, and the force in the sarcophagus is desperately striking the seal.

An ancient seal pattern appeared on the sarcophagus, and the dead town sealed the evil force inside the sarcophagus.

"Senior, do you think the things in the sarcophagus can break the seal?"

Blood Moon Demon Saint couldn't help asking.

"No!"

Mo Chunqiu said without thinking.

"Can't you?"

Blood Moon Demon Saint didn't think that Mo Chunqiu would answer so simply.

Mo Chunqiu's vision was still there. After the rock coffin shook for about half an hour, it gradually stopped.

The seal pattern that emerged from the sarcophagus also disappeared in the sarcophagus and disappeared.

"What should I do?"

The Blood Moon Demon Saint asked.

"What else can I do? Of course I did."

Mo Chunqiu sneered.

Since the force in the sarcophagus can't break the seal, then only they will break the seal. This Blood Moon Demon Saint is really a pig's head, so stupid.