The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Mingzun suddenly felt that the world was lonely!

No stars, no moon, no wind, no lights on earth!

He has fallen into endless darkness!

"Zuo Qianqiu! You despicable and shameless villain! If you dare, come out and let's fight!"

The Sanskrit sound pierced the sky like thunder, "A duel? Humph, aren't we considered duel now?"

Mingzun was so angry that he looked around, but could not find any trace of Demon Lord. He could only vent his raging anger but nowhere to vent it!

"I mean we face to face, bare-handed, one-on-one! Not like this! You are sneaky and sneaky, hiding behind and secretly performing ghost tricks!"

"Hmph! Isolating the small world is profound and profound, but you call it a ghost domain trick! No wonder the old leader said that you are short-sighted and can never achieve great things!"

"You fart! The leader would never say that to me!"

"Hmph! If Feng Jiuxiao wasn't here, I might still have some time to chat with you for a few more words, but now, I'm sorry, the Qinglong Tribulation is about to happen, and I'm pressed for time, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! You go to hell!"

Mingzun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if an invisible iron hand was crushing his heart! A flower of blood suddenly bloomed from my chest!

This scene is bloody, bewitching, and weird!

The sinister wind gusted, and my hair stood on end!

Mingzun felt blood gushing out of his body, and his eyes began to become blurry. He stared at the wound on his chest that was as thick as a bowl, and he froze for a moment!

My heart was crushed by the invisible hands of the Demon Lord!

He looked in a daze and murmured: "The isolation of the small world is really powerful! Unexpectedly, I took all precautions, but in the end I died in your isolation of the small world!" His voice was extremely dry!

Thunder roared in the sky, but it was the Demon Lord's sneer that stirred up the excitement: "Where are you? Not only do I want you to die in my hands, I also want to lend you your body to make you the most powerful person in my hands. Strong living corpse!"

"What?" Ming Zun was shocked all over, trembling uncontrollably, filled with grief and anger!

The Demon Lord actually wants to turn himself into a living corpse!

Ming Zun pointed at the highest point in the sky, as if the Demon Lord was standing there, shouting hoarsely with all his strength: "You surnamed Zuo, even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go!" Before he finished speaking, he felt that all the energy in his body was pouring out, His eyes went dark and passed away in an instant!

A generation of heroes passed away!

Who could have expected that a five-fold Glazed Realm master who was rampant in the world would end up in such a miserable end!

His heart was destroyed during his lifetime, and his whole body could not be saved. After his death, he was transformed into a living corpse by the Demon Lord. From then on, he became a monster that was immortal, immortal, never reincarnated, and never reincarnated! What a miserable word!

Feng Jiuxiao suddenly paused when she saw Ming Zun's figure, and knew something was wrong!

He is also a master at isolating the small world. Naturally, he can see that the Demon Lord has just used the "sun and moon in the pot" magical skill to isolate the small world!

Even though Mingzun is five times more powerful than Liuli, how can he be an opponent in the Heavenly Demon Realm? What's more, Ming Zun was seriously injured at this time, and his oil was exhausted, so he was easily attacked!

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help but feel sorry for Ming Zun! So what about five times the combat power of Liuli? The physical body is stronger than a vajra, so what if it is invulnerable? If the mental defense is not strong enough, it will still be easily broken through!

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help but feel a little more admiration for the Demon Lord!

There are very few masters in the world who can isolate the small world, but the Demon Lord is proficient in three magical skills of isolating the small world, such as the sun and moon in the pot, the square-inch spiritual platform, and the universe in the dream. He can be called an ancient wizard!

Some people say that they are evildoers. Haha, what about Demon Lord? Isn’t he an old evildoer?

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help laughing when she thought of the title "Old Monster"!

The old monster is quite similar to the old witch!

Demon Lord, old witch, hahaha...

Seeing the Demon Lord looking at her with a smug look on his face, Feng Jiuxiao cursed in her heart: Using the "Heavenly Realm" against the "Five Times Glazed Realm" is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, and the victory can't be won with force!

He is so proud of bullying the weak!

But when she thought about it carefully, Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help but feel a shadow in her heart!

He suddenly understood why the Demon Lord was so proud!

Because Mingzun was taken under the command of Demon Lord, it was like adding more wings to a tiger!

The fighting strength of both sides was ebbing and flowing, and the winning and losing Mingzun alone could easily suppress the two masters Liu Mizhou and Zeng Yong!

Look at the faint layer of death lingering outside the Demon Lord's body, and it is getting thicker and thicker. It is obvious that he is constantly transforming into a corpse!

Feng Jiuxiao's eyes flashed and her brows furrowed!

Once Ming Zun is transformed into a corpse, he will no longer be suppressed by Pang Shiwu's Blood Rain Fragrance Sword bloodline, and his combat power will naturally not decline!

Therefore, Ming Zun, after transforming into a corpse, can completely restrain the three great masters Zeng Yong, Liu Miezhou, and Pang Shiwu at the same time with his own strength!

And in the end, only Bigwolf is left on his side to devote himself to the battle to protect Zishan and Zijin!

My own strength has obviously become weaker! Although the number of Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain is not small, compared to the army of hundreds of thousands of living corpses, they are simply a drop in the ocean!

Under the impact of the tide of living corpses, it can't hold on for long!

Zishan has just used the "Golden Needle Puncture Point" to overdraw her internal energy, and Zijin has used "Jinghua Baojian" and is also in the recovery period. It is not easy for both of them to use their true energy rashly! The situation became tense instantly!

Wang Sheng's Qingshuang Sword circulated back and forth at high speed within a radius of tens of feet, turning into sword shadows all over the sky to form a huge shield with a radius of ten feet!

Sword curtain!

The living corpses are constantly attacking the sword screen, trying to swallow Xiong Mengyan, Duan Muyan, and Wang Sheng. However, the sword screen looks like a light curtain, but it is a shield formed by flying swords flying back and forth like windmills rotating at high speed. It seems to be nothing but has substance. , living corpses can’t break through at all!

All the living corpses that rushed forward were crushed by the sword as fast as a windmill!

There are more and more corpses around, and they are piled higher and higher, gradually forming a huge "corpse fortress"!

The tide of living corpses keeps rushing towards the fortress, falling down continuously, becoming the ladder for subsequent living corpses, and then the subsequent living corpses fall down again, and then become part of the corpse fortress!

Keep going, never ending!

The corpse fortress is getting bigger and bigger!

The wall of corpses is piling up higher and higher!

In order to have a better shooting field of view, Duan Muyan kept stepping on the gradually increasing wall of corpses. The higher the wall of corpses, the higher he stood!

Wang Sheng, who was standing in the center of the corpse fort, was already sweating on his forehead! The wall of corpses surrounding him was already three feet high! Completely cut off the view!

"Brother Duanmu, I can't hold on for long! If we cooperate with Feng Jiuxiao and can't kill the Demon Lord within a hundred moves, I suggest everyone withdraw first. The future will be long! I can't sustain a hundred moves now!"

Duan Muyan is also constantly shooting at the living corpses that rush up to prevent any of them from slipping through the net and causing harm to Xiong Mengyan. However, his eyes are always staring at the Demon Lord, frowning and saying: "What? One hundred moves? Brother Wang, too much time." ..." It seemed that it was embarrassing to say the word "too short" in front of Xiong Mengyan, so he quickly changed his words: "Then it depends on whether the wise and powerful Feng Daxia can create a miracle!" As long as Feng Jiuxiao can hold back the devil. If you respect it for a longer time, everyone will have an opportunity to take advantage of it!

Wang Sheng suddenly closed his eyes slightly and said: "What happened to Mingzun? Why did he suddenly stop moving?!" His flying sword Qingshuang was extremely supernatural and could sense the flow of surrounding breath. Suddenly, the direction of Mingzun kept flowing. The aura of five times the Glazed Realm suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Duan Muyan also noticed Ming Zun's strange behavior and couldn't help but be startled, then her face changed, "Not good!"

Wang Sheng also felt a little uneasy and said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid my adoptive father has turned into a corpse!"

"What? Transformation into a corpse?"

"He has become a living corpse!"

Thanks to Yudong for your strong support!