And the quality and quantity of the power of the Holy Ancestor, is it something that the Nine Marrow Corpse King is born with, or is it something else?

If he was born with it, what level of existence was this Corpse King before his death?

If the most terrifying one is really the corpse of the Holy Ancestor, why is it only one of the top ten supernatural weapons - why is it so weak?

The corpse of the Holy Ancestor?

He is dead?

Xu Xiaoshou stared at the marrow-sucking heart on the corpse king's chest, watching it bite four swords and show off with its sharp fangs, but he couldn't get a bite of delicious food and could only swallow some evil spirit.

Thirst, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind.

"boom!"

The lid of the Yin coffin closed automatically from the ground. After closing it tightly, Yue Gongli's muffled voice came out from inside:

"You're curious, aren't you, Xu Xiaoshou?"

"My Corpse King only has six marrows, but he has lost three marrow-sucking hearts. How can he still be so strong?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I have refined this Corpse King, and it was precisely with the divine power that you have seen that I refined it..."

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked after hearing this.

He remembered that Li Fugui once talked about the origin of the Holy Palace in a chat with the second real body, and mentioned one thing:

The inheritance of the Holy Ancestor, or the most primitive power of the Holy Spirit, is reserved in the Holy Continent.

It is divided into two parts, one in the Holy Temple and the other in the Holy Palace.

Could it be...

Yue Gongli, are you so luxurious that you can use that thing to refine corpses?

While his thoughts were turbulent, the chatter in the Yin Ling coffin continued, not only explaining, but also defending himself:

"You disturbed it and it woke up. I didn't dare to come out, so naturally it had to come out - I can't let it go in the coffin, right?"

"I have said it before and advised you, so it's not that I want to hurt you, let alone that I want to hurt others. I have always had good intentions towards you."

"But now, we can't stop even if we want to. You have to let it enjoy itself. Only after you beat it up and knock it out can I take it back... Then we sit down and have a good talk about cooperation.

.”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that even though this Corpse King has six marrows, after being in my hands, it will definitely be stronger than the top ten supernatural weapons. What level...hehe, I don't know either..."

The more Yue Gongli talked, the more excited he became. If someone said these words in a coffin, he seemed even more perverted.

He seems to be looking forward to a fist-punching super-man battle between Xu Xiaoshou's golden giant and his six-marrow corpse king!

But the words are not over yet...

"call out!"

What Sheng Nian saw was that Xu Xiaoshou ran towards the dark forest with a smear of oil on his feet.

Inside the coffin of the Yin spirit, Yue Gongli stopped abruptly and turned into a zombie.

Run, run away?

No, how can you run?

Yue Gongli was confused and shouted:

"Hit me!"

"You just hit me like that, slapped me, and dumped me. Just keep going!"

"I, the Corpse King, am not strong, so if you guys have a fight, you can let it feel good once, otherwise it won't be able to come in!"

Ho ho ho!

The Six Marrow Corpse King angrily hit his chest, as if he felt very uncomfortable there.

After grabbing a few, he finally pulled out the little black sword stuck in his heart and threw it to the coffin in front of him.

"Bang!"

The Corpse King's casual behavior is too violent!

The whole Yin Ling Coffin was blasted into the deep pit of the earth by four swords. After the sword came out with a shock, it flicked the sword body in the air.

"Keng——"

It turned into a black rainbow, chased into the dark forest, and pierced towards its owner Xu Xiaoshou.

Everything is no longer serious!

"Ho ho ho!"

The Corpse King thinks Xiao Feijian is really interesting.

But it was too small after all, so it lowered its head and was interested in a larger coffin that was more suitable for the corpse king's physique.

It used one hand and one foot to pull out the Yin spirit coffin from the soil, and then raised it high...

"Hey hey hey!"

Yue Gongli's voice was obviously panicked.

Weird, why does this scene seem familiar?

“Bang bang bang bang bang!”

The next breath, the Six Marrow Corpse King was like worshiping Buddha, holding the Yin Spirit coffin and banging it on the ground.

The more you hit, the better it gets.

The more fun it gets, the harder it gets.

"Roar!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

"Hooooooooo-"

Yuegongli was in the coffin, his brains were all kneaded, and he could only make some unbearable "uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh" sounds.

"Grass!"

Until finally, he yelled angrily.

The Six Marrow Corpse King's body glowed with a lot of dark, gloomy blue color, and it stopped moving as if it was frozen.

"Are you sick!"

There was no one around, and Yue Gongli's low curse came out: "Go find him, whip him, beat Xu Xiaoshou, I am your master!"

The Six Marrow Corpse King was confused for a moment before looking towards the dark forest.

“Bang bang bang!”

He threw down the coffin, took long strides, and rolled and crawled into the forest.

"Take me with you!"

The Yin Ling coffin, which had no legs, bounced on the spot twice, and the curse came out again, "Idiot! Take me with you!"

The Six Marrow Corpse King kicked off the ground, jumped up in the air, sucked in the marrow heart on his side, snatched the Yin Spirit Coffin from a distance, and then clamped it into his crotch.

The marrow sucking heart under the crotch opened its big mouth and made a greedy voice:

hiss……

"You're going to piss me off!"

Yue Gongli almost pushed away the coffin board and "pretended to be dead".

Needless to say, at this moment, the corpse king holding the coffin used his hands and feet instead of his hands and crawled upside down. He had clearly crossed the gray-black boundary between the dark forest and the black forest where he retreated again and again. It was obvious that he did not want to participate in the holy war.

"Well……"

Across the Yin Ling coffin, Yue Gongli's scolding stopped, and he clearly felt some strange power.

"God damn Xu Xiaoshou!"

He finally realized why the cunning little devil didn't use the space attribute to run, but ran with his legs...

I let a tiger hurt people, but you drive away a wolf and devour the tiger?

"King of Corpses, retreat!"

That's too late!

The Six Marrow Corpse King raised his head curiously and looked at his belly.

It has six marrow-sucking hearts, sucking hard, sucking, sucking again and again, sucking in endless life force, but it can't digest it...

"Huh?"
Chapter completed!