Chapter 142: Corpse

At this moment, on the battlefield, the blue gates of the Yundun Kingdom and the three gates of the Luoyang Kingdom had already collided.
Twenty thousand Zongmen disciples hanged each other, and in an instant, they were intertwined with the battlefield of the army.
Most of the four disciples are below the congenital level, and only the practice of refining the gas, but there are still hundreds of them, who have reached the level of congenital level.
These hundreds are all disciples, even core disciples, of four sects, so their strength is not weak.
Upon reaching the battlefield, the killing efficiency of these hundreds of people is obviously much better than that of other disciples. Often, with a single stroke, a large number of ordinary soldiers die.
Wu Chuyan was wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier and holding a Haotian sword. At this time, his eyes were red and his blood was dripping.
Now hundreds of corpses have accumulated in Chu Yan's Raksha space, occupying about one-tenth of the space.
Chu Yan's Raksha Wuji, and Raksha space seem to have a certain relationship with each other. When Chu Yan ’s Raksha Wuji ’s determination method broke through to the fourth floor last time, Raksha ’s space was nearly 100 times larger. This surprised Chu Yan.
However, looking at the corpse in Luoza space, Chu Yan still felt that there was not enough space.
So, Chu Yan, while beheading and killing the enemy, was picking and picking up. When he met Xiu Gao, who had just died, he constantly replaced it in space.
"kill…"
Suddenly, three iron riders of the Tiger Howling Corps rushed towards Chu Yan, flashing cold gun heads, uttering a sound to break the air, wrapped in the refining environment, and added the impact of the war horse. , The power is really not small.
Draw sword style!
Wu Haotian's sword swept out. The three iron riders had not yet rushed to the front. They were directly killed by Chu Yan's three sword qi, and blood splashed on the spot.
Folding the sword and standing, Chu Yan looked up.
Not far from him, an innate disciple of the Lan Yizong is fighting a hundred mad cow legion soldiers alone, and he has a spear with a congenital spirit treasure in his hand, and there are countless guns scattered.
Ordinary gas refining soldiers, almost no enemies, but was shot in countless holes by his innate Lingbao spear.
The domineering and violent inborn disciple of Lan Yizong was stared at Chu Yan's eyes.
The two cyclones in the maggot ran madly. Chu Yan put down the black beast iron mask on her body and completely blocked her face.
Not only to hide identity, but also to hide the change in skin color when the Rakshasa is running.
For this inborn disciple of the Lan Yizong not far away, Chu Yan plans to kill!
If he can't fight with one stroke, wait for him to react, and then he will fight with himself. By that time, he will definitely attract the attention of other Blue Yizong disciples or elders.
From the beginning, after beheading and killing many disciples of Lan Yizong, the elder Lan Yizong looked angrily at his own shot.
If he was found by Lan Yizong, he would be madly besieging himself, then ...
Think of this, Chu Yan must be more careful!
Holding the Haotian Mujian in his right hand and holding his left palm upright, the two cyclones in the body moved to the extreme, the Rakshasa body unfolded, and slowly approached the target, like a hunting beast, the intention of killing appeared.
100 steps ... 50 steps ... 20 steps ... 10 steps ...
When two mad cow legionary soldiers stunned in front of Chu Yan spurted blood and fell down, they finally faced him and finally faced the inborn disciple of the Lan Yizong.
At this moment, after beheading two soldiers in front of Chu Yan, he was turning around and wielding his gun to sweep out several guns. The back door was wide open, which was a good opportunity.
Su Chuyan's eyes suddenly rose, her long-suppressed qi burst suddenly, her feet stomped on and on, and Qianshan stepped on the snow to show her extremes!
Huh!
An afterglow was left in Liyuan, and the body had already reached less than half a meter in front of the congenital powerhouse.
Wu Chuyan was not anxious at all, leaving an afterimage again, and the body flashed to the position of the ten steps behind the disciples of the innate state of Lan Yizong again.
Wang Teng, holding the innate Lingbao, just waved a gun and killed three enemy soldiers. He was about to turn around. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of him. A figure suddenly appeared in front of himself, only half a step away, almost Face to face.
Suddenly, looking at the beast iron mask, a pair of cold eyes, Wang Teng's hair exploded instantly, subconsciously pulled away and flew back, flashing towards the rear!
Blasting sword style!
At this time, ten steps behind him, a sword burst out.
The sword is like a tide, the sword gasifies into a red light, the sound of the sword screams, the sword stabs out, and Mars bursts into the sky, and the slightest scorching breath permeates along with it!
Huh!
He stabbed himself with a sword, instantly opened Wang Teng's protective body, and burned his heart, leaving a hollow, transparent hole.
Lan Yizong's congenital dual disciple, Wang Teng, died!
Huh!
Xun Chuyan quickly waved his hand and folded Wang Teng's body, a flash, disappeared beyond a hundred steps, and immediately went away.
Shake his hand and drop the blood on the wooden sword, Chu Yan hides on the battlefield, his eyes glance like electricity, looking for the next target!
On the battlefield, the killing is repeated!
Lu Chuyan is a ghost wandering around the battlefield. All the enemies who have been cultivated to surpass the gas refining environment are all his targets!
Every living life appeared in front of Chu Yan, and then died.
Where Chu Chuyan passed, either Jianguang was shocked or the body disappeared.
之上 On the whole battlefield, there is chaos. Everyone fights for survival and killing. No one pays attention to Chu Yan wearing ordinary soldier's clothes.
Rakshasa space is constantly piled up!
Lu Chuyan's heart is getting more and more excited!
With these corpses ~ EbookFREE.me ~ not only can it be repaired to make breakthroughs, but also the secret skill of Taiyi can continue to make breakthroughs. At that time, the cyclone in the body will be two points and four, and your strength will double again.
Although an increase in the number of cyclones will double the amount of true energy required, it is not too difficult for Chu Yan, who possesses the enchanted flame Wuhun.
Burning corpses is a special ability that the Fire Martial Spirit brings to itself!
The white tiger martial arts soul brought to one's own understanding.
Then, there are three groups of martial spirits in your body that are not fully awakened. What strange abilities will they bring to you?
This ... makes Chu Yan look forward to it!
"kill!"
A heavy-armed warrior from the Lanyizong Congenital Sect, passing by Chu Yan, the sword in his hand draws a sword gas and cuts to Chu Yan.
However, Chu Yan, who is full of knowledge, had long been prepared, and a flash of his body escaped the sweep of the sword.
The innate disciple of the Lan Yizong was suddenly confused and dull.
I did not expect that the black armored warrior in front of him could actually escape his sword tricks. An ordinary warrior had such a practice.
Immediately after, a scene that shocked him even more!
Take a sword, appear out of thin air, cut through the void, between the light and the dark, such as between the reality and the illusory, and turn into a shocked rainbow, face to face!
what! ?
Undefeated, the innate realm disciple in Lan Yizong hurriedly fought to resist and raised his sword to meet him.
Boom!
With a ray of red sword awn, he cut the long sword in his hand instantly, and passed the blue robe in unison, leaving a blood hole in his chest!
I gathered up the body, Chu Yan flashed away again.