The battle begins after four "Senior sister" Liu Ying called out sternly and wanted to pounce.
However, Ye Kong hugged her tightly and said, "My condolences.
Your senior sister has been blown to pieces.
There is poisonous plague everywhere down there.
You will definitely be infected if you go down there."
"Senior sister" Liu Ying called out in a low voice again, and then she burst into tears.
But in an instant, she yelled at Ye Kong again: "Why didn't you bring senior sister here just now?
You can obviously use both hands."
Ye Kong shook his head, "No.
Although I have two hands, I have to take the flying sword with the other hand.
If I catch someone with both hands, I can't guarantee that I won't be hit by the corpse explosion."
Liu Ying was speechless and could only lower her head and cry.
Ye Kong consoled him: "War is so cruel.
If you are sad, don't forget to take revenge.
You can't take revenge today, but the hatred he said can't be forgotten."
Just as he was talking, in the direction of the Corpse Yin Sect opposite, five Pill Formation Ancestors rose up.
The five of them stood in the air in the direction of the Five Elements.
The strong wind hunted, and the five people's wild laughter echoed.
"Hahahahahahahaha Wanjia, Spiritual Medicine Mountain, and Qingming Valley, how do you educate your disciples?
You are as stupid as pigs and thousands of them were killed at once.
I think you still have the strength to fight again."
"Stop being so arrogant."
The extremely angry Ancestor Jingquan flew out with several other Ancestors of Jiedan, and shouted: "Zhong Kun, in the Xuetou Ridge competition, do you still remember that you, the defeated general, dared to fight?"
" It seemed that Jing Quan still knew each other and the leader of the Corpse Yin Sect, and still had old grudges.
Zhong Kun laughed loudly and said: "Back then, everyone was still in the foundation building period, and it was just a competition.
You can remember this kind of nonsense for hundreds of years.
Do you know what has happened in these hundreds of years?
Do you think I, Zhong Kun, am still that good?"
"Zhong Kun" "Then let's see what you have learned over the past few hundred years."
Ancestor Jingquan shouted angrily and raised his hand.
"The majesty of heaven turns his body into a sword" As expected, the power of the sword cultivator was revealed.
An overwhelming sword light illuminated the entire sky instantly, as if a sun suddenly burst into light, dazzlingly bright.
Inspired by "The power of the ancestor's sword, it will kill evildoers", all the monks still alive in Wanjia City became excited.
Zhong Kun snorted coldly and cursed: "After hundreds of years, you are still using brute force.
You idiot, let my silver corpse stop you."
I saw a huge black air mass appearing in front of the five Pill Formation Ancestors.
The air mass continued to expand, and finally grew to several feet high, with an astonishing momentum.
Around the air mass, black mist filled the air, and from the rolling black clouds, sharp screams could be heard from time to time, which was shocking.
At this moment, Ancestor Jingquan struck the air mass with his sword.
This epoch-making sword cut the black air ball in half at once, and a huge and ferocious silver corpse appeared.
Just like the silver corpse Ye Kong saw in the mine before, this silver corpse was also covered with paintings.
Various Sanskrit characters, the only difference is that there are as many as eighteen yellow paper symbols stuck on the belly of this silver corpse.
Liu Ying was already shocked by the sight in front of her.
She had seen silver corpses before.
"Brother Heizi, go kill this silver corpse.
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Didn't you kill one that day?"
Liu Ying shouted hurriedly.
Because he was standing relatively close to everyone, as soon as Liu Ying exited, the eyes of the pill-forming ancestors immediately moved over.
Ye Kong smiled bitterly.
It was Dayu who did it that day.
If he relied on him, he still couldn't tell who would kill whom.
Besides, today's silver corpse is obviously many times more vicious than the silver corpse that day.
I'm afraid that even Dayu would have to go through a lot of effort.
A silver corpse with eighteen yellow notes attached to it is probably the old Nascent Soul who has just transformed into an infant.
Zudu may not be able to kill him.
Although the silver corpse is powerful, the power of ancestor Jingquan's sword cultivation is not so easy to block.
That sword actually contained hundreds of sword lights.
There was a dense roar like exploding beans, one sword after another, one sword as fast as the other, slashing at the silver corpse mercilessly.
"Ouch!"
The silver corpse roared like a wild beast, holding its head with both arms, and was beaten so hard that it ran away with its head covered.
"The power of the ancestor's sword will kill evildoers."
None of the monks and common people in Wanjia City could sleep at this moment, and they all shouted loudly below.
Even Ye Kong and Liu Ying couldn't help but make encouraging calls.
Several other ancestors of the pill formation nodded and said sincerely: "The hand of ancestor Jingquan turned into a sword with his body, which is more powerful than before.
It seems that he has reached the level of proficiency and reached the peak of this level."
However, there was a sneer from the other side: "I turned my body into a sword, but my silver corpse has also reached the peak of the pill formation stage, how can it die so easily?"
Sure enough, when Jingquan's ancestor Huanghuang Baiduo Sword passed by, the silver corpse was intact, but was inflicted with real fire by Jingquan's sword.
"Roar" The huge silver corpse looked like a diamond, opened its thick arms, looked up to the sky and roared.
At this time, a strange sight appeared.
In the dark sky, a golden thread as thin as a needle suddenly appeared.
The golden thread fell straight from the sky and shone on the bare head of the silver corpse.
Then, the golden thread suddenly became larger, like a golden waterfall shining through the silver corpse's body.
Whenever the golden spring shines, the Sanskrit characters carved on the silver corpse will light up.
The scene is gorgeous and strange.
When those Sanskrit characters appear, everyone present will hear sounds that seem to come from ancient times.
"Hahahaha" a roar of laughter filled the sky, and Zhong Kun said with great joy: "Jin Quan Zhaoshen never thought that I, Zhong Kun, had not yet transformed into an infant, but my corpse pet broke through Jing Quan first.
I really want to thank you very much."
"This beast is about to break through and turn into a golden corpse.
We can't let him succeed.
Everyone is going to get involved."
Patriarch Jing Quan roared and rushed forward like crazy.
The magic sword in his hand sent out sword rays and slashed at the golden corpse that was breaking through. go.
"Come on!"
Several other pill-forming ancestors also roared, offering their own magic weapons.
Lights of light flew all over the sky, and amidst the huge explosions of energy, dazzling light groups appeared one after another.
Many pill-forming monks from the Corpse Yin Sect were not vegetarians either.
They also came up with their own silver corpses, and a chaotic battle broke out.
However, Ye Kong noticed that a large number of monks suddenly appeared on both sides of the plain.
On the left are monks from Spirit Medicine Mountain dressed in white, and on the right are monks from Qingming Valley dressed in green.
There are thousands of them.
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Ye Kong suddenly thought of why Wanjiacheng's defense was so lax, and it was intentional.
The flaw was sold on the front, attracting the Corpse Shadow Sect to sneak attack in the middle of the night, but on the side, stronger troops had already been ambushed, in an attempt to surround the Corpse Shadow Sect layer by layer, and catch them all in one fell swoop.
Looking at the battlefield again, the battle has entered a fever pitch.
Compared with the battle of the foundation-building monks just now, now is the real battle, and this is the beginning of the real battle: