The aura on the Corpse Emperor's body gives people a feeling of light on the back, and although the auras of the thirty or so figures in front of them are also very powerful, they are still a little inferior to the Corpse Emperor. [26nbsp;]

"Thirty-headed Corpse King!" Shen Qingmei sneered in her heart. Even the Corpse King was killed with one sword, let alone the mere Corpse King? Not to mention the thirty-headed Corpse King, even three hundred or three thousand corpses would be severely punished.

□□!

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sound of the sword whistling was harsh, and Shen Qing's eyebrows were fierce. The whole body was filled with sword aura, and sword aura poured down from his body like a violent wind and rain. The sword aura was like frost, icy cold, and each one was as thick as a person and tens of feet long.

It fell like raindrops. This was an indiscriminate attack, and the thirty zombie kings and countless zombies around were immediately severely damaged.

Blood and bones were flying, and the screams shook the vicissitudes of life.

When a sword energy falls, a zombie will be split in half from top to bottom. The zombie king is also unable to survive, and all of them will be split into a bloody mist. The smelly blood fills the air, exuding a heart-stopping aura of death.

Transformed into a sword, it is itself a fairy sword. The sword energy it produces is extremely sharp and extremely lethal.

"Let's go!" The aura that was suspected of being a corpse demon was getting stronger and stronger, and it might break out of the ground at any time. Everyone did not dare to stay longer, and wanted to leave as soon as possible. But at this moment, a terrifying pressure came out like a 10,000-ton hammer.

Mountains fell from the sky, and the masters present suddenly turned pale, with frightened looks in their eyes.

"The Corpse Demon broke out of the ground!" Su Moqin's face darkened. The terrifying aura contained a cold death aura. Only the Corpse Demon had such an aura.

"I don't know what level of corpse demon it is!" Shen Qingmei also frowned, secretly frightened in her heart.

"Li Ye, follow me closely!" Tang Mofeng came to the left of Nangong Li Ye. Seeing this, Shen Qingmei's eyes darkened.

"Little sister, there is no need for us to be brothers." Nangong Zhenshu said with a wry smile as he saw Nangong Xinqing following Lu Xiliang and Nangong Liye closely.

"It's really hard to keep a female college student!" Nangong Qingyin also sighed.

Shangguan Luo Ri did not speak, but his pale face revealed his nervousness. "I hope it won't be too bad!" He was secretly worried in his heart.

Others were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Although they were all peerless geniuses who were usually aloof and had extraordinary methods, facing the legendary corpse demon, even if they were ten times more powerful, it would be in vain.

Boom!

The ground shook, and the ground was forced down half a foot by the terrifying pressure! All of their faces turned pale, and they felt powerless in the face of the terrifying pressure.

A black figure descended from the sky and slowly landed in front of everyone.

This is a strange old man with bloody hair flying in the air and a pair of eyes as cold and ruthless as an eagle's eyes. He is tall, broad and round, wearing a loose robe, and there is a tattoo of an eagle between his eyebrows.

"Old Sky Eagle!" Shangguan Luo Ri exclaimed. His parents came from the Sea of ​​the Dead Island, so he knew a thing or two about some powerful celebrities in the sea. Old Man Tianying is the island of the Dead Island.

The Lord's younger brother has earth-shattering cultivation and is a rare master in the world. Shangguan Luo Ri naturally knows his name.

"The Black Iron Corpse Demon still has a chance!"

Shen Qingmei's hanging heart was relieved, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

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