Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 449
The blood corpse is an odd number in the world, an extremely evil existence; the conditions for its formation are very harsh, and there are very few people born naturally between the heaven and the earth, and the probability of being born is dozens of times lower than that of ordinary zombies, which is extremely rare, but But it can be artificially bred and cultivated by vicious and evil methods.

And once cultivated, the strength is far superior to that of zombies of the same level. Back then, the Nether Corpse Sect relied on this method to produce blood corpses, which shook the entire righteous way.

This supernaturally powerful blood corpse is naturally stronger, even the golden armored corpse is a little weaker.

If the golden-armored corpse is fierce, then the blood corpse is evil and swift.In addition, it is even more terrifying to quench the human soul with the wonderful method.

The blood corpse was full of resentment, and its potential was fully developed. In a flash, it dodged the careless Elder Zhou with a knife, and caught up behind Ming Lingzi in an instant.

Poor Ming Lingzi can be regarded as a grandmaster of a generation. Although his own combat power is not too outstanding, but relying on those three blood corpses, few people in the entire lower cultivation world dare to provoke him.

At this time, the three blood corpses were restrained and repulsed, and he fled in panic, how could he dare to resist the attack of the blood corpses.Hearing the bloody wind from behind, he could only forcefully turn around to meet the attack.

Elder Zhou's expression changed, and he was about to chase after him to help, but just as he turned around, he felt a chill in his heart, retreated a few feet, and looked warily at Fang Xiaonan, who was standing with his hands behind his back as if he hadn't moved at all.

Fang Xiaonan over there was still holding his hands behind his back, full of divine power, looking at him calmly, which made Elder Zhou feel a little chill in his heart.

He was born in the Blood Demon Sect, and under the suppression of the Lingyun Sect, he was able to survive by being cautious; now that Fang Xiaonan has shown such unpredictable abilities, how dare Elder Zhou be careless this week?

After the face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Elder Zhou turned around and picked up Fatty Tian who was seriously injured on the ground, then turned around and flew away at a high speed; Zhou Fang naturally didn't dare to stay, hearing the sound of leaving, he had already fled away.

Looking at the few people flying away over there, Fang Xiaonan's expression was still indifferent, as if he didn't intend to chase.

Not far away, Ming Lingzi didn't realize at all that Elder Zhou and the others had been scared away by imitating Xiao Nanfang Cai's unpredictable means.

At this moment, facing the attack of the blood corpse, he was already in a hurry and panicked.

"control!"

Throwing away a corpse-controlling formula at the bottom of the box at the Nether Corpse Gate, Ming Lingzi's expression turned miserable when he saw that the blood corpse on the opposite side had no choice but to tremble slightly.

He started out by controlling corpses and refining corpses. Facing this kind of blood corpses whose strength is at least no lower than that of supernatural powers, this technique of controlling corpses is ineffective, and they are basically lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In desperation, he looked towards the way he came from, hoping that some Elder Zhou had come to rescue him.

It's just that when he turned his head to look, what he saw was the figure flying away in the distance.

Ming Lingzi was stunned, and immediately felt a chill in his chest, looked down, and saw that an arm had been inserted into his chest.

"Ah..." A desperate and unwilling howl followed.

Not long after, the blood corpse flashed back, with a still beating heart and a head full of horror in its hands.

Looking at the more than two hundred lying corpses in the ancestral hall, the blood corpse wailed angrily, stuffed the bloody heart in its mouth, and chewed vigorously.

The blood left along the fangs and the corners of the mouth, it was terrifying.

And Granny Wa, who was next to her, looked at the human head, smiled feebly with her withered lips, her whole body went limp, and she finally left with peace of mind.

The blood corpse put the head on the divine case, then stretched out his arms to hug Granny Wa, opened the innermost new coffin that had been prepared a long time ago, and put it in, a tear of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his eye.

Fang Xiaonan over there finally relaxed his expression on his face, heaved a long sigh of relief, and slowly loosened the formula behind him, and suddenly felt a burst of dizziness in his mind, closing his eyes Just fall back.

The blood corpse over there appeared behind him in a flash, reaching out to protect his body.

At this time, the sound of a cock crowing came from outside, and the blood corpse picked up Xiaonan, turned his head to look at the ancestral hall behind him, raised his head and roared reluctantly, and flew away immediately.

At dawn, a helicopter slowly landed on the small square in front of the ancestral hall of Wajia Village.

No way, the entire Wajia Village is the only place where a helicopter can land.

Four or five people got off the plane, and after looking around for a while, everyone turned their eyes directly to the ancestral hall in front of them.

With a wave of the leader's hand, everyone carefully divided into two sides and approached the ancestral hall.

"hiss…"

Seeing the mummified corpses everywhere in the ancestral hall, several people gasped.

Several people checked the entire ancestral hall, looked at the head on the divine case, and gasped again.

After carefully inspecting the mummy on the ground, someone exclaimed in surprise: "It seems that the corpse's breath was directly sucked away! Who did this? There is such a method?"

"The Nether Corpse Gate?" The team leader frowned and said coldly: "This place is not too far from the Nether Corpse Gate. I'm afraid only the Nether Corpse Gate has such means!"

The rest of the people nodded slowly. The Nether Corpse Sect was named for controlling corpses, so I'm afraid it really has something to do with it.

"Hmph, there are so many people, if Ming Lingzi really did this, then he has come to the end of the Nether Corpse Sect!" The team leader said coldly: "Even if that person doesn't take action, my town guard mansion will never tolerate him." !"

"Search separately to see if there are any clues?"

Following the leader's order, the crowd scattered away.

But within two seconds, there was a discovery over there.

Several people surrounded the divine case, looked at the bloody head above them, and looked at each other with a look of solemnity in their eyes.

"Ming Lingzi?" The team leader leaned over to take a closer look, and lost his voice.

"Ming Lingzi!" The person next to him nodded slowly, his face full of seriousness.

I just said that I want the Nether Corpse Sect to look good, but now the head of the Nether Corpse Sect's head, Ming Lingzi, is here...

"He did it?" The team leader frowned, but his face was slightly happy, and said.

"I don't know..." The people next to him shook their heads lightly. That person's temperament has changed a bit from before, and it's hard for anyone to say whether he did it or not.

The team leader took a breath, frowned and said: "He lost contact here, it must be related to this! Just report the news to the Palace Master, and others will search around here; see if there are any clues?"

Several people responded, and then continued to search around.

"What? Where did Ming Lingzi die?"

Listening to the report, Yang's face also changed slightly. After pondering for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Is there any news about Fang Xiaonan?"

"No, so far, no trace of him has been found... But it seems that this matter should be related to him!" The team leader reported back: "Also, there are obvious signs of fighting here, but we still can't get in touch!"

"Could it be?" Yang's brows suddenly tightened, and he said in a cold voice, "Retreat immediately and wait for support to come!"

"Yes!" The team leader shuddered, and immediately waved: "Retreat!"

(End of this chapter)