Vol 2 Chapter 188: The Demon King (1)

Xiao Chen sighed for a while, just in the moment of his blasphemy, the body shape of Mu Xinya has been completely invisible.
chase!
Along the path of Mu Xinya, Xiao Chen went straight to the past and found that the route of Mu Xinya was the place to go to the bottom to suppress the demon king.
Like the route in Xiao Chen’s memory, all the organs on the road were opened, and Xiao Chen followed the past unimpededly. After half a ring, he finally came to the huge underground cave.
Hey!
Not yet close, the fierce fighting voice passed over, killing the sound, and roaring again and again. Xiao Chen hides his body shape, and his mind is outside, and he carefully observes the situation.
Among the caves, with the underground river as the boundary, the swordsmen of the Shendaoying battalion who suppressed the demon king all took the knife and did not shoot.
On the other side of the river is a large number of corpse corps, all of which are dried corpses that have been refined by special methods. The number of corpses is no less than a thousand.
Moreover, the bottom of the ground is still pouring out new dry corpses, and the large underground caves are crowded and stunned at first glance.
Among the rivers, the large group of Tiandaoge Wuzun was squatting there and engaged in fierce battles with the corpses who wanted to cross the river. The fierce battle scene, far beyond the expectations of Xiao Chen, the clear river water has been stained with blood red.
The strength of those corpses is beyond the original estimate of Xiao Chen. Even the martial arts masters, in the face of these special refining corpses, can not kill them.
The number of Wuzun in Tiandaoge is only two hundred, which is much lower than the number of corpses. The scene is very passive and very hard.
However, the main forces of both sides have not yet shot, and the knife knives of the Shendaoying are standing in front of the town's demon stone. The whole body is murderous and restrained, and the long knife in the hand is clenched. There is no intention to shoot.
Xiao Chen looked at it for a long time, and did not find that the Tiandao Pavilion had a master of the Wuhuang class. Only ten elders of the Wuwang class stood in the distance and watched the situation on the battlefield with no expression.
Among the group of Wuwang, Xiao Chen found the figure of Ye Wen. Ye Wenru was like a past. The expression on his face could not see what he was thinking. The wind was light and dark, as if everything was under control.
There was no strong dry corpse on the side of the corpse, and there were three huge corpses standing in the field. These three dry corpses are as high as five meters, all of which are dark skin, and the body does not have a thick black gas.
Not in the mouth, Xiao Chen just looked at it from afar, and felt tremendous pressure, which made people feel chilling.
Is this the three-headed corpse? In the heart of Xiao Chen’s horrified thought, the corpse wants to be the corpse king. At least he must have the martial arts level at the time of his death. After he has been refining himself as a corpse, he can still maintain his martial arts and combat experience.
Under the special manipulation method of the corpse, it is much stronger than the general Emperor. Because they have an undead body, no fear of any pain, copper and iron bones, invulnerability, water and fire does not invade.
Next to the three-headed corpse, there are hundreds of corpses with a height of two meters. They are black and sturdy, and they are burly and sturdy. From the momentum, they are different from other corpses.
It should be the corpse of the corpse that is second only to the corpse, and it is estimated that there will be a force in the battle against Wu Wang.
Behind the tall body of the corpse, the ten people in black, in the shadow of the quiet corpse, Xiao Chen found the figure of Li Jiangong.
Later, Xiao Chen’s knowledge of the gods was discovered. The top ten corpses also stood there and did not shoot. These were all passed on to the corpse.
It is extremely difficult to have a normal person's thinking compared to ordinary dry corpses. The general Wu Wang is not their opponent.
Xiao Chen’s doubts in his heart, such a strong lineup of the corpse, why the people of Tiandaoge can still be very calm, even the top of the Wuwang class is only ten.
The swordsmen of the knives and knives are terrible, but the realm is only Wu Zunfeng and Zhongpin Wuzun. Even if the actual combat experience is so powerful, it is definitely not an opponent in front of the corpse.
The battle in the river course is more and more inclined to rush to the corpse door. The formation formed by the genius of Wudaoge, gradually collapsed, and many of the corpses have rushed to the other side.
But these corpses that have been rushed up have not gone far, and there are a few huge energies that fly from them, crushing them into smashed skin that is harder than metal, and soft like tofu in front of this strength.
Xiao Chen looked at it carefully and found that these strengths came from the hands of those who were kings. The strength of Wu Wang has produced a qualitative change compared to Wu Zun, and it is easy to crush these secret corpses with only one blow.
After Wu Wang’s shot, he had already turned to the scene of the corpse, and slowly balanced again.
call!
Suddenly a silver figure flew in the air. The silver hair of the man was extremely dazzling, and the agile body fell steadily, next to the three-headed corpse.
Li Jiangong frowned and went forward: "Wood Princess, how come now."
Mu Xinya looked at the situation in the field, faintly said: "When dealing with private matters, don't care, now what to say."
Li Jiangong said: "The elders of Tiandaoge, I don't know why. I haven't come out yet. I can't grasp it. I haven't had a strong attack."
Mu Xin ya thought for a while: "Don't care, attack it, as long as the ancestors came out, the knives and the elders are too white."
Li Jiangong said: "Do you have confidence? If it fails, the efforts of the mortal door for more than 100 years may all fail."
Mu Xinya took out a black arrow with a streamer, saying: "This is the ancient ban of my family. It has been passed down from ancient times and passed through the refining of thousands of generations."
"As long as I can enter the nine-knife squad, I will surely crush the town's demon stone. All the realms within the spirit mine will be destroyed. The spiritual stone inside is the unowned thing."
"The whole Lingshi Pavilion's Lingshi, the sheer volume, is enough to make you rush to the door."
Li Jiangong thought about the half-sound after listening to it, and discussed with a few people behind him for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Strike!"
Ten black men who controlled the corpse, their hands kept changing their gestures, the dead bodies on the ground, and the squatting of them all rose up and flew directly.
In the cave, on all sides of the wall, the sound of snoring continued to sound, like a flowering, a corpse jumped out from inside.
These corpses are maddening, and the strength has actually increased a lot. The situation above the scene has completely tilted toward the corpse.
The remaining hundred famous Wu Zun in the river had not been able to retreat, and they were directly torn into pieces by these dead bodies.
The ten martial arts kings of Tiandaoge looked at each other and swept away behind the caves, letting these mad corpses rush.
kill!
At this moment, hundreds of swordsmen at the Knife Camp finally took out, and at the same time shouted, the sound shook the earth, and the whole cave shook slightly.
The murderousness of the floods and the general suffocation, unreserved release, and into a piece, forming a vast ocean, the invisible suffocation envelopes thousands of caves.
The suffocating gas goes straight into the human bone marrow. Even the dry corpse that has already died, the instinct from the flesh and blood, makes it tremble.
boom! boom! boom!
The long knife is squirted, and the sound of the one hundred knives at the same time is squirting out of the cave. The knife is three feet and six minutes long, and the knife is two inches wide. The glazed glass on the blade is filled with blood red light. It is known that this is not a general knife.
This knife is called a blood drink knife, and the blade body is inserted into the living body. With special exercises, the blood of the living person can be sucked out in an instant. Once there was the power of the Knife Camp, the opponent was sucked into a dried meat with one knife.
The method of casting the knife has long since been lost, leaving only a thousand of the ancestors in the knives of the knives, not the disciples of the knives, even if the core disciples can not get this knife.
After the execution of hundreds of swordsmen at the Knife Camp, the scene was immediately reversed, and even those refining corpses that Wu Zun felt extremely difficult to deal with.
In front of the disciple of Shendaoying, with only one knife, the dry corpse was sucked into a dry meat sac. It can be seen that after the death of the corpse, it turned into a black grievance and flew into the blade.
The more dead corpses of the slaughter, the more horrible the grievances absorbed by the blood knives, the disciples of these knives, as if they were demons in hell, and the look is very incomparable.
It seems to be fierce and sinister, more horrible than the corpse, the more grievances, the more suffocating the body, the speed and strength of the knife, and the multiplication.
In order to kill the card, Xiao Chen said in amazement, it is no wonder that at first glance, when he saw the disciple of the Knife Camp, there was a horrible killing that rushed out of his heart.
I can't think of the sorcerer's practice in the Tiandao Pavilion. In order to kill the sect, I will experience my own martial arts in the thrill of killing. All martial arts have the murder as the first goal.
This kind of exercise is more frightening than the corpse testimony. Every warrior who cultivates to kill the Tao will kill at least thousands of warriors in his life.
Moreover, the person killed must not be lower than his own cultivation, otherwise it will not help the cultivation. They can collect the grievances of the enemy after their death, and use them to improve their cultivation. It is terrible.
A warrior who kills the Tao, even if he faces an opponent who is higher than himself, he has a fighting power. If the other party is taken lightly, he can even kill each other easily.
The most important thing is that these people are not afraid of death. The more they are on the verge of life and death, the more exciting they are, and their own strength will increase exponentially.
It’s just a hundred-knife knives, but the nine-knife squad is like an iron bucket. It’s airtight, dripping, and any nearby corpses are killed instantly.
Under the control of the black man, the corpse was still rushing forward, and for a time, the sound of the murder was loud, and the sound of the whole cave was really like a human purgatory.