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Chapter 1855 Buried in Heaven

Ling Zhi deliberately did not use the power of space and the rules of life and death, but was more trying to temper the rules of power that he had just understood.

The rules of force are now pouring out, and the wonders and mystery in it are incomparable to the past.

The place where Ling Zhi rushed into was like a human firework. Many living dead people exploded. Whether they were angry or dead, they were all destroyed and dissipated at the first time.

The only thing he can use his fairy spiritual power is to use his spiritual power to prevent these filth from falling into his body.

These living dead people have actually died long ago, but they just have a unique vitality filled their hearts. They don’t even know who they are.

It is like a little boy, who is powerful and knows how to lure Ling Zhi and the others into the murals, which is the real person like the King of the Living Dead.

Therefore, now slaughtering these living dead people is like killing zombies, without any difficulty in getting started.

Ling Zhi glanced back and confirmed everyone's safety, and stopped caring about it and devoted himself to his understanding.

Learning theory and understanding practice are two complete concepts.

In the past, Zhao Kuo talked about military affairs on paper. If Ling Zhi only understood the rules of power but did not know how to use it, it would be a false idea.

He must temper the rules of force, just like the rules of space, be able to handle it and do whatever he wants, so that he can achieve a small success in the rules of force.

"roar."

As soon as he rushed out of the house, a cyan slap slapped at Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi subconsciously raised his fist and knocked him away.

Bang.

Dada.

Ling Zhi stepped on the ground repeatedly, shattering three stone bricks in succession, and then he barely stopped.

Ling Zhi's eyes were as he looked, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. The living dead man suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked like an old man, with a slightly hunched figure, and his skin was covered with bones, which looked about 1.5 meters tall.

But just as Ling Zhi was facing him, he was at a loss and was shocked by the other party.

This is certainly because of Ling Zhi's unintentional reason, but the physical strength of the old man is too terrible.

"not good!"

At this moment, such a scream suddenly came from behind Ling Zhi, a hundred meters away.

It was among the group of people from Yaowang Peak.

Because of the existence of the dead energy, it is okay to use the physical body, but because the soul is too important, we cannot directly ignore the invasion of the dead energy, so even Ling Zhi cannot use the soul power without hesitation.

I could only vaguely detect that there should be a powerful living dead man there, and a brief panic occurred.

Such a scene appeared in front of Li Bai and others almost at the same time.

Ling Zhi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted loudly, "This is the tempering of life and death. If you succeed, you will be powerful; if you fail, you will die without any complaints. Everyone, fight!"

When powerful living dead people appeared one by one, Ling Zhi and others realized that this was not just to allow them to adapt to their own strength and how to use their strength. This was originally a life-and-death battle!

Thinking of this, Ling Zhi directly pulled Gulu off himself and went to Yin Meng and the others.

Shu Feiyao had just woken up. Although she was protected by the Star Sea and Yin Meng was beside her, her cultivation level had not reached the third level of the Saint King, so he was worried.

If Gulu is there, it will be much safer to master the power of space with Gulu.

Sure enough, after Gulu appeared and a few lightning struck down, the panic over there was instantly calmed down much.

Only then did Ling Zhi turn his eyes and really aim his eyes at the old man in front of him.

He raised his hand and slapped all the dead around him out, slapped his fists and attacked forward.

The old man's eyes were gloomy and gloomy as water, and his dry arms and palms were raised toward Ling Zhi.

In a place that Ling Zhi had not noticed, the little boy stood on an attic and was looking at it, his eyes were hard to describe or explain.

Behind him, there were two dead men and one woman standing. The two dead men were dressed intact and clean, standing quietly behind the little boy.

Bang.

When the fists and fists intersected, Ling Zhi's throat became sweet and a mouthful of blood almost overflowed from his chest.

From where the fists were intersecting, a great force came. What's even more terrifying was that it had the same effect as his overlapping characters, and one wave of power that was stronger than another, overwhelmed it.

This caused him to be indifferent and he was immediately injured.

This living dead man could even mobilize the power of rules, which was beyond Ling Zhi's expectations.

The other party's understanding of the rules of power is obviously not as profound as his own, but the ease of use is not comparable to that of Lingzhi now.

The most important thing is the opponent's stacking force this time, which is stacked with pure physical strength, rather than the fairy spirit power that Ling Zhi has always used.

"Since you want to stack it, it depends on who has stacked it too much!" Ling Zhi gritted his teeth and turned his ruthlessness in the other party's direction, removed the immortal power, exerted force from his waist, and directly twisted all the muscles in his body and beat them out.

After the punch was shot out, almost touched and hit the opponent, about 30% of the force retreated. Then this force caused Ling Zhi's arm to tremble, and his body naturally exerted a new force again.

The power of Xuanhuang Immortal Body was fully revealed at this moment. Ling Zhi was hit by the other party, but his throat was sweet, his breath rolled, and he quickly pressed down. However, under his counterattack, the other party directly cracked his arm bones, his arm softened, and flew backwards.

After a while, I stood up again, my arms twisted and I couldn't recover for a long time.

But obviously, the other party did not feel any pain, and such a blow would definitely not kill the other party.

Even the wound did not appear, and it was nothing for the living dead who needed to be killed at one time and could die in a clear and clean way.

Ling Zhi shook his head, his eyes became more and more firm, just to sharpen himself. If he blindly pursues simplicity and ease, what's the point?

He stood still, his eyes were deep, and the route of the power in his body had undergone some subtle changes.

Why did the old man from the Artifact Spirit ask Ling Zhi what he got was the method of burying the sky? After knowing that Ling Zhi had obtained the method of burying the sky, he still asked Ling Zhi what he was burying and what to bury.

That is because the method of burying the sky is a general term, which is the general term for the exercises obtained from the coffin of burying the sky.

For everyone, every warrior and the method of burying the sky are different.

What Ling Zhi lacks the most is the body refining technique.

So the method of burying the sky he obtained was the burial sky, so how to bury it?

Then I buried this body in this day.
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