Ying Muyu's eyes flashed, and he said: "The last time you and I fought in a dream, at the last moment, you suddenly released the undead corpses, catching me off guard.
Shen Lian chuckled: "Listening to what you said, I seem to be looking for death."
Ying Muyu narrowed his eyes slightly and offered some words of comfort: "When fighting with me, it's best not to set any rules or restrictions for yourself, just feel free to do so."
"You don't mean what you said."
Shen Lian curled his lips and his expression became serious, "There are many people who are trying their best to do nothing to help you.
From this, I draw a conclusion."
"oh" Ying Muyu raised his eyebrows.
Shen Lian took a deep breath and said decisively: "Only the truly powerful can defeat you, and there is no other way."
Ying Muyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly: "This is a true insight.
Don't blame me for being too frank.
Those people's so-called conspiracy, cunning, conspiracy, cruelty, justice, and all kinds of crazy behavior, In fact, they are all leftovers from my play, and they are not worth a penny.
Only one who is absolutely powerful can rival me."
"There are many people who understand this truth, but it's a pity that they still underestimate your power."
Shen Lian licked his lips, and infinite fighting spirit burned in his eyes.
"You are the best whetstone for me to become the best in the world."
Shen Lian's eyes flashed and he slowly raised his hand, and a white flame suddenly surged from his palm, swaying and burning, making his face look somewhat eerie and terrifying.
Then, a ball of fist-sized hellfire spurted out and landed on the ground.
The forest white flames were beating, as if dancing, burning wantonly.
The ground turned white and frost quickly formed.
Yingmuyu’s eyes must be fixed Suddenly, a huge mammoth carcass rushed out of the small flame.
Suddenly, the smell of decay, coldness and death mixed together and spread suddenly.
The corpse of the nearly 100-meter-tall mammoth monster was extremely huge.
When it stepped on the ground, the sound shook the sky, the dust rose violently, and the ground shook.
Whoosh The mammoth corpse spewed out a large amount of frosty white smoke as if it was breathing.
Its eyes burning with undead flames stared at the wooden fish, and then raised its huge ivory and slammed it away.
Ying Muyu's pupils tightened, he clicked his tongue, and exclaimed: "You have actually evolved an undead Gu to such an extent.
Where did you find so many corpses?
Hey, this is a mammoth demon, right?
Could it be that you found it?
Some place of elephant graves" As he spoke, Ying Muyu took out an instrument, a silver instrument, and began to play rhythmically.
As the wonderful melody sounded, the whole world suddenly rippled and the scene changed drastically.
Countless flowers are blooming on the ground, vying for beauty, the distant mountains are like ink, the water is gurgling, bees and butterflies are playing in groups, the scenery is so beautiful, peace and tranquility are everywhere, making people feel relaxed and comfortable, and extremely happy, as if they are flying into heaven and leaving.
All suffering, only immersed in endless happiness.
Shen Lian is very nervous
The mammoth carcass that was running and swooping suddenly slowed down, and the undead fire burning crazily in its pupils was extinguished.
The body disintegrated in a series of clicking sounds, turning into dust and scattered in all directions.
"Soul-suppressing Gu saves the undead" Ying Muyu grinned, deliberately putting on an expression of humiliation and humiliation, which made people's teeth hurt with hatred.
As the wooden fish stopped knocking on the silver screen, the fantastic scenery also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"Amazing."
Shen Lian applauded calmly, "All things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.
No matter what kind of Gu we have, there is always another restraining Gu."
After a slight pause, he said, "We can't change this iron law.
We can only make the Gu we have as strong as possible to make them less easy to restrain.
It's three feet of ice and a raging fire.
Who wins and who loses?
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It's really very important."
It’s interesting.”
When Ying Muyu heard this, his expression turned serious, and he said with stern eyes: "It seems that you have some options, I'll wait and see."
Shen Lian sang in a low voice: "Belief in darkness, loyal to evil, longing for power, yearning for domination, flowing with corrupt blood, pursuing endless depravity, the undead soul will live forever."
Shen Lian opened his arms, and the bone-white hellfire spewed out at his feet, erupting like a volcano, burning wantonly into the distance, spreading overwhelmingly.
"The Lord of the Dead Summons Deathstroke Town" The flames of hell burned ragingly and spewed up into the sky.
The sky seemed to be burning like an ink painting.
Among the scattered ashes, the Dark Gate faintly emerged, towering over the heaven and earth, shaking the whole world.
Wherever the forest white flames swept through, everything burned and turned into ashes.
The ashes flew up one after another, covering the sky and the sun.
From the endless aura of corruption and the deep abyss of death, a forgotten town emerged.
"This is" Ying Muyu was deeply moved and even stopped breathing.
The flames rushed past him like a flood, but did not make any form of contact with him.
However, the surrounding space had been engulfed by a sea of fire.
In a daze, Ying Muyu found himself being pulled away from the real world and placed in a ferocious alien space.
"It turns out that you opened up a space of the dead, and in the space of the dead, you materialized the world of ideas and created the town of Deathstroke."
Ying Muyu was shocked, with an interesting and novel look on his face.
"I have fought against undead Gu masters before, but this is the first time I have encountered your magical ability to directly open up the undead space and create the Dark Gate."
This is not over yet, the space of the dead continues to evolve.
The burned-out sky turned into pure black night, and the bloody cold moon reflected the scattered tombstones, engraved with vague names.
Forest-white flames were burning everywhere, sobbing like ghosts crying, calling the names of the deceased.
The ruins of the town are covered with mottled and bloodstained walls; the fields outside the town are filled with the lingering color of death.
Boom When the wind blew up, the bronze bell full of holes in the building shook like crazy, making a long and weird sound that echoed coldly and lonelyly, as if the god of death was whispering.
Far away, far away, the trumpet sounds, and the undead army charges "Only death can prove your existence, only blood can warm the body without a heartbeat, only killing can remind you of the taste of life, and only the battlefield of blood and fire can bear witness to your faith."
Like a skeleton throne carved from ice, Shen Lian sat on the throne and waved his hand forward.
"I am the Lord of the Undead, the greatest blasphemer, humble undead, please use blood and death to please your master."
Thousands of mammoth monster corpses galloped forward, trampling the ground, and the cold breath of death quickly spread and invaded wherever they passed.
“This amount is too much” Ying Muyu's mouth twitched and he confirmed that Shen Lian must have found an ancient elephant tomb and seized the corpses that had been stored for thousands of years.
The huge walking undead rushed towards him one after another, and each one was extremely brutal, comparable to Ding Ye entering a violent state, which meant that he had to fight with thousands of Ding Ye.
"It's such a big deal, it really gets bigger the more you play with it."
Ying Muyu felt a little frightened in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the big explosion he encountered under the Fire Basin.
It was a world-destroying one, and this one was the same.
If he was trampled and ravaged by thousands of mammoth monsters in turn, even he, who was as powerful as a legendary monster, couldn't bear it.
"Fortunately, I have been prepared for it."
Ying Muyu turned his hand and took out a flute, put it to his mouth and started playing.
The flute sound gradually became louder, revolving, melodious, and touching the heart.
"The Soul-Calming Gu's Rest Song" The strange melody is wrapped in magical magic, and the space of the dead seems to be gently shaking in the waves.
Kakaka The dark night cracked like ice, and cracks widened overhead.
Strange black light followed the melody, overflowed from the torn void, and fell from the sky.
It's like the sunlight penetrating through the forest turns into beams and shines across the earth Beams of black light descended, like arrows from a string, reflecting on the undead army.
The huge mammoth monster corpses suddenly decomposed into sand and dust, and fell down one after another under the wash of black light.
However, there were too many mammoth demon corpses, and the undead army was unable to kill them all.
They rushed through the envelope of black light and continued to approach Ying Muyu.
"The undead are immortal and the gods of death live forever" At this time, Shen Lian, who was sitting on the throne of the undead, clenched his fists fiercely, and more hell fire erupted from the ground, swallowing it up like a torrent, adhering to the body surface of the undead army, and condensing into frost armor.
The huge mammoth demon corpse suddenly looked more majestic and lifeless.
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At the same time, the black beam's damage to the undead army was greatly reduced.
The forest white flames howled into the dark night, freezing and tearing the void.
The expanding cracks gradually stopped and began to be repaired and closed.
Seeing this, a solemn look appeared on Ying Muyu's face, and he sighed: "The power of the undead is indeed difficult to deal with.
We must be serious about it."
He put away Chang Xiao.
"Painted Skin Gu Transformation" Ying Muyu turned over his hand and took out a piece of human skin, put it on himself, and transformed into an old monk with a compassionate face, clasping his hands together and chanting Buddha's name.
"Amitabha" "Soul-suppressing Gu saves all living beings" The old monk was compassionate, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.
Billions of compassionate holy lights burst out from his body.
Facing the mighty army of the undead, he chanted the mantra devoutly.
"Those who have passed away like this may rest in peace."
"My Buddha is merciful, the world of bliss."
As the old monk continued chanting mantras, his body grew stronger in the wind, becoming towering and huge, shining brightly.
The irritable mammoth demon corpse seemed to have gained some kind of peace, and suddenly slowed down its pace and lowered its head towards the majestic old monk, as if paying homage.
Seeing this scene, Shen Lian's lips curled up with a playful smile and he said with a smile: "It turns out that the Soul-Suppressing Gu is a Buddhist-type Gu.
Only people from the Buddhist sect can exert the strongest power of this Gu."
The old monk smiled warmly and replied: "This human skin belongs to the legendary Buddhist monk Liao Yuan.
I fought with him for nine days and nine nights before killing him.
I peeled off his skin and kept it in case it is not needed. .
Because some Gu are not in harmony with me, and can only use the skin of others to perform the most powerful killing moves."
Shen Lian bared his teeth and said: "I see, I understand.
Your inheritance Gu can get a lot of powerful Gu, and then use the Painted Skin Gu to peel off the skin and use them together.
In this way, any Gu you get, you can use them."
The most powerful killing move.”
Ying Muyu laughed loudly: "Are you scared?
The reason why I have been able to dominate for hundreds of years is one of the abilities that make me famous
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