Chapter 193: The Great Crisis
Relying on the strength of the body, these mutated mummies have gained a lot of advantages in front of the swordsmen of the Divine Sword Camp. As time goes by, this advantage gradually expands.
Single Eagle Claw!
The right hand of a mummy suddenly became bigger, and five black fingers were as sharp as beast claws. A sound boom sound was drawn in the air, and it was swiped into the body of a swordsman in the Divine Sword Camp.
The face of the swordsman in the Divine Sword Camp showed a look of pain, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. The blood-drinking knife brushed the neck of the mutant mummy.
The mummy's thin face showed a strange smile. He ignored the blood-drinking knife on his body and grabbed the swordsman from the Divine Sword Camp with his right claw.
Puchi!
A bright red light lit up from the Blood Drinking Knife. This dying blow directly sucked out all the bones and flesh of the mutant mummy body.
The same scene is still in other places. From time to time, swordsmen from the Divine Sword Camp are killed, but at the moment they are killed, these swordsmen from the Divine Sword Camp will kill a mutant mummy when they are killed.
The battle was quite tragic, and it was all a scene of death. It was very bloody and it was hard to bear to watch it.
Mu Xinya, on the other side of the river, looked at the scene opposite, fiddled with the arrows in her hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to do it, you can cover me."
Two corpse emperors who proved the truth with corpses left after hearing this|Chang|Feng|Literature .[nett came out and followed Mu Xinya quickly toward the other side, blocking the swordsmen of the Divine Sword Camp in front, trying to stop Mu Xinya's footsteps.
Before he got close, he was slapped by the corpse emperors on both sides. A huge force was brewing in the palm wind, and he could directly slap the swordsmen of the Divine Sword Camp away.
The ten martial kings of Tiandao Pavilion looked at the situation here from afar, watched coldly, and watched Mu Xinya and two corpse emperors approaching the Nine-Sword Demon-Subduing Formation step by step.
Mu Xinya felt a bad premonition in her heart, and it seemed that it was much easier than she imagined. The defense power of Tiandao Pavilion was not so weak.
No matter what, as long as the Demon Ancestor comes out, with the power of the Demon Ancestor's saint, there is no one in the Tiandao Pavilion to stop it. At that time, any conspiracy will be useless in the face of absolute power.
Go, Demon Elimination Arrow!
The so-called forbidden weapons mostly refer to secret treasures that can only be used once or twice or three times. They were refined by weapon refiners in ancient times. Due to the number of uses, most of them are extremely powerful and have the power to shock the world.
The black arrow, under the urging of Mu Xinya, emitted a dazzling black light, and a breath of destruction came from the sound of the arrow body.
A wind eye appeared in Mu Xinya's body, and a strong wind flew away from Mu Xinya's body, except for the two corpse emperors.
The mutated mummies and swordsmen of the Divine Sword Camp were instantly blown by the strong wind, and a huge blank space was formed within a hundred meters.
Whoosh!
In the air, a huge sound of breaking through the air came, and a stream of light passed by, and the arrow hit the demon-suppressing stone, making a loud bang in the sky, and the huge rock shattered into countless pieces with a bang.
Rumble!
The moment the demon-suppressing stone was broken, the entire cave below began to sway. Xiao Chen, who was standing far away, was swaying from behind by this sudden shaking and his body swayed left and right.
roar!
A huge roar came from below the Demon-Suppressing Stone, as if from ancient times, and a huge beast claw suddenly stretched out and slapped hard at the ground.
Without distinguishing the enemy and me, the mummies and swordsmen who could not dodge were directly shot into mud.
Bang! There was another shaking on the ground, and another huge beast claw was slapped out, and many mutant mummies and swordsmen in the Divine Sword Camp were directly shot to death.
The ten martial kings of Tiandao Pavilion hidden deep in the cave, looking at the demon king who was about to come out, the expression on their faces began to change. Ye Wen said, "The demon king is coming out, it's time to notify the seven peak masters and the Supreme Elders."
The other nine people nodded, waved their long sleeves, and a quick jade slip shot out from each person's hand. A faint light of inspiration radiated on the jade slip, and a strange formation was arranged in the air.
Mysterious runes floated out from above and turned into starry lights, extremely dazzling.
Xiao Chen's spiritual sense did not notice this, but looked at the peerless demon king slowly walked out under the demon-suppressing stone.
At this time, the figure of the demon king had completely stood up. It was a giant wolf 50 meters tall, with white fur in the dim mine path, which was extremely dazzling.
The two huge fangs shone with a sharp cold light, and a faint red light flashed in the blood-red eyes. The aura of the peerless demon king scattered, whether it was the swordsmen of the Divine Sword Camp or the mummy who had been dead for a long time.
My body trembled and couldn't help but crawl on the ground. It seemed like there was a huge force on my shoulders. I couldn't get angry and couldn't get up.
Ah! The demon king roared angrily, and a continuous sonic boom sounded in the air, deafening and making his scalp numb.
He grabbed the soul chain and thrust it, nine soul holy soldiers inserted on the ground, shaking constantly. In the end, he couldn't stand the terrifying power of the demon king, and all of them were pulled up and threw them into the distance.
Huh!
A giant claw, like catching a mouse, grabbed a swordsman in the Divine Sword Camp. The swordsman struggled violently in the hands of the demon king, but he was not afraid of anything.
Puchi! With a fierce grip of the giant claw, he squeezed the swordsman in the Divine Sword Camp to pieces and bleed all over his body, and died of blood. He threw the body of the swordsman in the Divine Sword Camp to the sky, and when it fell, he tear it into two halves, sprinkling a large piece of blood.
The huge wolf's mouth opened and blood poured in like a spring. Bang, it punched the wall with a casual punch, and the entire cave began to shake violently again.
Above the head, gravels kept falling down and swaying. This was the strength of the peerless demon king. Just a wave of his hand can shake the earth.
The group of men in black in the corpse-driven sect in the distance looked at the endless power of the demon king, and their faces showed an extremely excited expression, "It's been more than a hundred years, and I finally saw hope. Who in the Tiandao Pavilion can resist such a powerful force?"
"I am destined to rise in this era!"
Mu Xinya's petite body knelt respectfully on the ground and spoke in a low voice: "The 180th generation of the Wang family heirs paid homage to the Holy Ancestor."
"It's been a thousand years, a whole thousand years, and I finally came out. Hahahahaha... I want to wash the Sky Sword Pavilion bloodily to avenge the trapped one thousand years." The peerless demon king laughed like crazy.
After a while, he stopped and said to Mu Xinya on the ground: "Get up, my descendants, I feel the pure Tianlang blood in your body, and I will give you supreme glory."
Mu Xinya stood up and said, "It is Mu Xinya's glory to be able to save the Holy Ancestor. Today, the wolf clan is in a dilapidated place, and the wind and rain are in full swing. I also asked the Holy Ancestor to leave this place with the overall situation."
The demon king pondered: "It's okay, I have now recovered one-fifth of my power. If I want to leave the Tiandao Pavilion, no one can stop me. When I take away the source of the spiritual vein and become a demon emperor, the entire earth will surrender to the feet of the Tianlang clan."
One-fifth of the power is so powerful. If all the power is restored, Xiao Chen thought in horror.
call!
A figure flew towards Xiao Chen quickly. Feeling the sound of the wind, Xiao Chen felt a tightening heart, and used the Qinglong Flocking Cloud Art, and quickly left behind.
But just as I stood firm, a thin claw suddenly stretched out from the ground, holding Xiao Chen's right foot firmly. The thin claws gently pulled them, and an irresistible force came.
Xiao Chen's body hit the wall like a sandbag, and then landed heavily on the ground with a bang.
"I didn't expect that you, an ant, could actually avoid the attacks of hundreds of mummies."
Striving to stand up, Xiao Chen saw the person's appearance clearly and found that he was the corpse emperor who knew the art of earth escape. He was wearing a golden robe and a golden crown above his head.
The strength of the Corpse King is unfathomable. At least he has the strength of the Martial King level. He is much higher than that of Xiao Chen's low-grade martial artist, so he may not even have a chance to escape.
boom!
As Xiao Chen thought, the corpse emperor's black and hard fist had already hit him, and his punch came straight, without any fancy, and with a huge force, he directly bombarded Xiao Chen's face.
This is based on one's own degree and strength. An ordinary punch is not any martial arts, but under the display of the Corpse Emperor, it is full of momentum and loud.
Before she could think, the black fist had already arrived in front of her. With her instinctive reaction, Xiao Chen clenched his fist with his right hand and rushed forward.
Bang!
When the fists collided, the two of them relied on the power of their bodies. The huge force produced a spiral ripple in the air that would not dissipate for a long time.
The opponent's strength was much stronger than Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen was knocked down on the wall behind him again by this punch like a sandbag.
The force from the mummy fist shook Xiao Chen's internal organs and surging, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and suffered considerable internal injuries.
This is the first time that Xiao Chen has fallen at a disadvantage in competing with the strength of his body. After more than ten years of cultivation in his body when he was young, and then tempered by seven seven-leaf flowers, his entire body can be said to be completely transformed.
The power of a punch can reach up to more than 3,000 kilograms, and it can easily crack the rocks.
But the corpse emperor was specially cultivated in his body. His entire body had become corpse-turned. After hundreds of years of cultivation, his random punch could reach ten thousand pounds of power.
A power of ten thousand jin is against a power of three thousand jin. It is naturally self-evident.
The Corpse Emperor looked at Xiao Chen who was slowly struggling to stand up again, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. His punch seemed casual, but the force contained in it was.
Even a martial artist can easily destroy his right hand. The other party is just a great martial artist. This punch should have shattered his heart and lungs.
call!
Chapter completed!