at the moment.

All the monks in each area of ​​the Ruins City fell into silence.

Many monks were filled with fear of the Divine Corpse Clan, a race that they had never heard of before.

However, there are still some monks who are bloody. The so-called corpse slaves are to become slaves of the corpse tribe.

Anyone who is obsessed with the path of cultivation will definitely not choose to become a slave to anyone.

At this moment, the ruins city had nothing mysterious energy in the world, and the laws of space were restricted. As for other laws of heaven and earth, everything was normal.

From the north of the ruins, a blood-colored figure suddenly soared into the sky and finally stopped in the air.

With Chen Feng's current cultivation level, he could naturally see this blood-colored figure clearly.

This man was wearing a blood-red robe and his head was covered with white hair fluttering in the wind. He was an old man full of terrifying momentum.

Lin Shunyan, who was standing next to Shen Feng, said after seeing the old man clearly, "This person is nicknamed Xue Tu Sanren."

"He does not belong to any Western Regions demonic power, but is considered a casual cultivator in the demonic way."

"The combat power of this Xue Tu Sanren is very powerful. He once used his power to destroy a top-level demonic force. The most important thing is that there were two ninth-level ancestors of the Divine Yuan Realm in charge."

Lin Shunyan saw the doubts on Chen Feng's face, so he roughly introduced the identity of Xue Tu Sanren.

Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slightly.

Xue Tu Sanren, who paused in the air, had murderous aura in his eyes. He shouted at Wu Li, "I have never bowed my head to anyone."

"I don't know what your corpse tribe origins are? But the heavenly realm is a world dominated by human monks. I really want to learn about the combat power of your corpse tribe."

Xue Tu Sanren's body was covered with blood and mysterious energy, and the aura of the ninth level of the Divine Yuan Realm was like a rushing flood.

Wu Li, who was hanging on the upside down tree, looked at the bloody slaughter of Sanren, twisted his neck and said, "I originally had to rest on the sacred tree of my clan for some time."

"But I also know that if you don't let you see the horror of the Divine Corpse Clan, you won't understand how big the gap is."

Between talking.

The top of Wuli's head is gradually disengaging from the branches.

Soon, his head no longer connected to the branches, and his figure suddenly fell into the ruins.

The power of the shroud above the Ruins City did not stop Wu Li from entering at all. He paused smoothly in the air in the Ruins City, about one hundred meters away from Xue Tu Sanren.

After seeing Uli pause in the air in the Ruins City, all of them stared at them without blinking.

Although the method of resurrecting the monks in Ruins City is very terrifying, they still want to see the combat power of the Divine Corpse. How terrifying is it?

Besides, they knew that Xuetu Sanren was not a vegetarian, so they should be able to test some of Wuli's methods.

Wu Li's extremely pale face showed an indifferent expression, and he said, "You can do it first."

Xue Tu Sanren knew that this was not the time to be humble. The moment his figure swept out, a terrifying rotation force rushed out of his body. When he slapped his palm at Wu Li, the world seemed to have turned around.

"Thousands of spins and turns!"

In the space around Wuli, a terrifying rotation force suddenly condensed, sweeping him into it.

This move is a real third-grade magical power.

The terrifying rotational force had the power to tear the monk's body apart.

Even if a cultivator at the ninth level of the Divine Yuan Realm with good combat power is hit by this move, his body will probably turn into pieces.

When the monks in the Ruins City saw Wu Li being hit by the magical power of Xue Tu Sanren, many of them were full of expectations on their faces.

Just the next second.

When the people below saw a figure appearing behind Xue Tu Sanren, the look of expectation on their faces suddenly dissipated.

Now that the terrifying spinning power has not dissipated, how did Wu Li get rid of it, and then appear behind Xue Tu Sanren without knowing it?

Even the other powerful people in the ninth level of the Divine Yuan Realm in the city did not see how Wu Li acted just now.

Xue Tu Sanren originally thought that even if this move could not hurt Wu Li, it would make the other party look a little embarrassed.

But he didn't expect that Wu Li could get rid of this move. He naturally felt that Wu Li came behind him, and at this moment, his heart was replaced by a sense of loss.

Now he had a deep despair, and he knew that there was no comparison between him and Wu Li.

Although it was just a preliminary fight, he was very sure of his judgment.

Wu Li casually put his right hand on Xue Tu Sanren's shoulder. At this moment, Xue Tu Sanren suddenly felt cold all over, and his body was penetrated by a strange cold force.

Wu Li didn't have the next move, just kept his palm on Xue Tu Sanren's shoulder.

Xue Tu Sanren didn't want to admit defeat. Although his heart was full of despair, he still wanted to fight to the death. His body condensed an extremely terrifying defensive force, and his figure wanted to rush out in front.

However.

Wu Li put it in his palm on his shoulder, as if he had endless power, which made him unable to take a step forward.

This feeling made Xue Tu Sanren's face full of bitterness. He was at least a strong man at the ninth level of the Divine Yuan Realm, but now in front of Wu Li, who is also at the ninth level of the Divine Yuan Realm, he felt as weak as an ant.

Xue Tu Sanren was extremely unwilling to give up. He concentrated all his mysterious energy into his dantian, trying to explode his dantian and Wu Li to die together.

However.

The strange coldness that penetrated into Xue Tu San's body became more and more intense. Before he could explode his dantian, his dantian was directly corroded by a force.

Immediately afterwards, all the internal organs, blood and other parts in his body were in a rapid corrosion from the inside to the outside.

In just a few seconds.

Xue Tu Sanren was left with only a bone-shaped stand.

Wu Li's palm kept the movement of putting on the shoulders of this bone frame, and only bones were corroded to Xue Tu Sanren's body, and there was no change in expression on his face.

The moment he withdrew his palm.

There was a "bang".

Xue Tu Sanren's bone frame burst out and turned into countless powders.

The monks below, especially those in the demonic path, could not believe that Xue Tu Sanren died just like that.

Xue Tu Sanren didn't even have a trace of waves in front of Wu Li of the Divine Corpse?

The entire ruins became even quieter.

When the time for a stick of incense was up, Wu Li said to the monks in the ruins city: "Okay, you should make a choice."

"Are you going to become a corpse slave of our corpse tribe? Or will you become a dead soul in the hands of these monks in the Resurrection Ruins City?"

After seeing the fate of Xue Tu Sanren, many monks were already scared. They began to feel that bowing their heads to the Divine Corpse Clan was not embarrassing.
Chapter completed!