C40 The Poison Corpse at the Bottom of the Valley

From the moment Lu Changkong stepped into the center of the valley, he was able to determine that this was the grand formation that used the energy of heaven and earth to imprison the devils.

"There's no need to leave, what should have come has already come. " After Lu Changkong reminded him, he moved to the side.

"Humph!" Someone snorted and said, "Don't pretend to be prophetic there. Your grandfather, Lin Yao, is so weak in front of me. That's not enough. I didn't even realize it with my skills. What can you tell if someone is there? "

Lu Changkong said with a cold smile, "Those who do not know are useless, but they will die the fastest. "

As soon as Lu Changkong finished his words, the dense green gas, like the rising tide, quietly passed through the back of that person's feet. A heart-piercing pain came from the bottom of his feet.

"It's poisonous!" The man exclaimed. His knees bent slightly and his spine straightened. He jumped up from the ground with the momentum of plucking green onions from the dry land. What was scary was that he flew up. Only his upper body above the knee was firmly pressed onto the ground by a pair of pale green palms.

In a split second, a green shadow broke out of the ground. The cold light in his hand was like half a moon as it soared into the sky, splitting the human body in the air in half. A warrior wearing armor and holding an ancient halberd stood in the midst of the rain of blood. The cold killing intent was enough to kill a thousand troops of the Cold Evil Army.

Many experts instinctively took a step back and held their breaths. In a flash, they seized the advantageous terrain and surrounded the strange man. Lu Changkong's gaze instead turned towards that person's halberd. The halberd's entire body emitted a faint green cold light. It was two feet and two feet long, and its left and right ears were symmetrical. It was a double-edged three-pointed halberd, and two of them looked like snakes, but not snakes. Poisonous insects that looked like flood dragons and not flood dragons coiled from the shaft of the halberd to the tip.

"Kill!"

The instant Lu Changkong observed the halberd, a dozen or so experts simultaneously let out a wild and fierce roar, and it was like a thunderclap that shook the earth to the point the leaves in all directions rustled down. Amidst the furious roar, the blade lights and sword shadows that were similar to the colorful clouds that were filled with brilliant light and were swift like the milky way as they descended. From all four directions, all of the techniques were aimed at the strange man's head.

Half of the light shadow fell, the strange man swung his halberd towards the sky. Two balls of light and shadow intersected, and cold lightning shot out in all directions. Extreme rays of light that penetrated through every nook and cranny interweaved, and there was an ear-piercing sound of metal colliding in the air.

A burst of fragmented cold light spread in the air. It was the fragments of a dozen or so weapons. The sky was filled with blood that shot out in a straight line, and the miserable screams were ear-splitting. The falling figure rolled on the ground. The strange man turned his long halberd. He stabbed the halberd into the ground, and thousands of cold lights shot out from the ground. The figure rolled out of the ground like a knife or a wave. It was instantly cut into countless small pieces, leaving a trail of red blood on the ground. It rolled out for dozens of meters.

More than half of the ten superior cultivators were killed by the shock of the enemy. The rest of them were so scared that their souls almost left their bodies. Step by step, he stepped back, and the strange man tapped the ground with the tip of his foot. His true qi penetrated into the earth, and shook the long halberd into the air. He followed the long halberd, grabbed the shaft of the halberd, and swung it in the air. A cold light, which was shaped like a coiling dragon, flew down and cut the shoulders of the four people in half. The halberd paused. The long halberd thrust out, piercing through one person's chest. He lifted the corpse and rushed out several zhang, nailing that person to a tree.

In a split second, he killed another five people. His speed had long exceeded the scope of the martial arts world's understanding. Perhaps only the legendary sword immortal could have such speed. The only thing the two surviving warriors could think of was to escape. They practically turned around and ran without a care in the world.

In just one breath's time, one of them was pierced through the back of the head by the strange man, while the other ran into Lu Changkong.

"Why aren't you running. . . "

Before the man finished his words, Lu Changkong raised his palm like a blade and pierced through the man's chest with his palm. He threw the corpse twenty feet away and turned to face the strange man. He asked calmly, "Now, only the two of us are left. We don't need to hide our identities anymore, right?"

As he spoke, the golden core in his body turned rapidly. The unique Genuine Essence of cultivation burst out from his body, and a murderous aura immediately filled the heaven and earth.

"Wuwuwuwu. . . " The strange man raised his halberd and turned around. He let out low growls like wild beasts from his throat. After a long while, he roared, "Kill!"

"Attack!" Lu Changkong waved his right arm. The King Corpse who was hiding in the ring flew out at the same time. The King Corpse who was flying in the air instantly slashed out a hundred times. The cold blade light formed layers of cold blade mountains. It swept up the sky and covered the earth, blocking the strange man's path of retreat. It forced the strange man to have a head-on battle with him.

The Soul Hooking Hook was raised. Thousands of hook shadows came out without any gap. The sound of wind and thunder echoed in the air, and any hook was enough to break a mountain.

Lu Changkong had been refining two Spiritual Corpse warriors for a long time, but he hadn't used them in actual combat. The performance of the two Spiritual Corpse warriors had made him very satisfied. The strength, speed, and agility of his attacks had been greatly improved, and he was only a step away from the iron corpse realm.

"Kill!" The strange man roared again, and the long halberd in his hand shook violently. His zhenqi spread out as thousands of streaks of golden light shot out from the halberd. He grabbed the halberd's handle with both hands, and sometimes clenched it. Sometimes he twisted it, and sometimes he swung it horizontally. Sometimes, he would kill, and sometimes, he would twist and turn under the attacks of the hook shadows of the sabre-lights. As he neutralized the opponent's airtight attacks, he also continuously counterattacked.

In an instant, the attack and defense of both sides had reached a point where they could not use their eyesight to catch up. The weapons wielded by both sides changed from shape to shadow. The phantom turned into an aurora, and the aurora suddenly shrunk to the center. Just as the three figures suddenly flashed forward and retreated, and then suddenly collided in the midst of their retreat. . . A silver star suddenly flashed out of the aurora, like a meteor that had fallen in the Milky Way. It streaked through the air.

Lu Changkong could clearly tell that the falling star was a weapon that was entangled with three weapons. Suddenly, the long halberd shook violently in the sky, and like a clap of thunder, it exploded towards the King Corpse's long blade and the hook that hooked the soul. After it shattered, it fell to the ground.

"Magical treasure!"

Lu Changkong's first reaction was that the halberd was definitely not an ordinary weapon. It was at least a magic treasure on the same level as a mid-grade flying sword. Even a low-grade flying sword could not harm the blade and hook in the slightest. If that ancient halberd was not a magic treasure, then what was it?

"Not good!"

After the shock, fear followed. Once the halberd returned to the eccentric's hand, the King Corpse and Soul Hook that he had painstakingly refined would be destroyed in an instant. To Lu Changkong, they were no ordinary Spiritual Corpse Imperial Censors. They were Lu Changkong's saviors and his master. He would never allow two Spiritual Corpse to disappear in front of him.

Lu Changkong instantly transformed into a Bronze Corpse. His body advanced forward. Both of his hands created a sky full of claw shadows, attacking the vital points of the strange man. However, the strange man seemed to have lost his ability to judge. Without dodging or dodging, he just stood where he was, allowing Lu Changkong's ten fingers to pierce through his armor and into his body.

In between Lu Changkong's palm strikes. He had already determined that the person was an undead, but would an undead that was not controlled by anyone use those perfect moves? Lu Changkong was slightly distracted. A cloud of green gas surged out of his hand and into Lu Changkong's mouth and nose.

"Corpse poison!"

Lu Changkong felt dizzy when the corpse poison entered his body. The poison began to invade his veins. Lu Changkong's limbs stiffened and he stood on the spot. At the same time, the halberd fell from the sky.

The Poison Corpse held the halberd in its hand. He took two steps back, and his attack was like a bolt of lightning striking down on his head.

Lu Changkong instinctively raised his palm to block the attack. After blocking the attack, he once again flipped his palm like a pair of pincers and forcefully grabbed the halberd's ears. The Poison Corpse spun both of its hands, and the halberd instantly turned into a drill, rushing towards Lu Changkong's forehead with the pressure of death. Lu Changkong clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and the sparks between his palms and the halberd's blade fell to the ground like a rainstorm.

Luckily, Lu Changkong had ten extraordinary flying swords in his hands. Otherwise, his hands and head would have been shredded to pieces.

Master was forced to the point of not being able to fight back. King Corpse and Soul Hooker were both furious. They threw out four punches at the Poison Corpse's waist. The moment the punch landed on the Poison Corpse's body, both of its legs were bent backwards, and it jumped up from the ground. After pushing away the King Corpse and Soul Hooker's iron fists, the halberd pressed down on Lu Changkong and pushed him to the ground. The tip of the halberd once again pierced towards Lu Changkong's forehead with the force of Mount Tai.

Lu Changkong was in a difficult situation. The King Corpse who was connected to him, Soul Hooker's body exploded, and four iron fists smashed onto the Poison Corpse's body like raindrops. The Poison Corpse completely ignored his opponent's attack, and increased the force in his hands, wanting to kill Lu Changkong.

The tip of the halberd was only two inches away from Lu Changkong's forehead. A piercing pain had already rushed into his brain. He had never thought that death would be so close to him, and if it was any other ordinary person, they would have already lost all hope. However, Lu Changkong, who was filled with hatred, had an unprecedented desire to live. His hands, which he had trained hard for a year but had never been able to control as a flying sword as he had imagined, suddenly shot out a cold light. The halberd was sent flying dozens of feet away. Lu Changkong's body suddenly turned and rolled into the air along the long spear. He opened his huge mouth and bit the Poison Corpse's head with his teeth.

The Poison Corpse fell to the ground with a thud. Lu Changkong, who had just escaped death, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Both of his eyes were completely red, and he waved both of his hands that had flown out. Step by step, he walked towards the Poison Corpse, who had fallen to the ground. Both of his palms were inserted into the ribs of the corpse. He forcefully lifted it up. He roared: "The heavens are bullying me, the people are bullying me! You unintelligent undead dare to bully me? Come on! Kill me! Kill me! "

With a furious roar, Lu Changkong opened his mouth and bit down on the corpse's head. Blood and flesh spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Green blood flowed along the corner of his mouth and flowed all over his chest. Lu Changkong didn't care about the pungent smell of blood. He raised his head and swallowed the mouthful of blood and flesh.

Lu Changkong bit down one bite after another. In his eyes, the poison corpse was no longer a snake. It was Nangong Shengtian, Xue Qiansui. It was Xue Jing Tian, it was Mao Shan Daoist. . . Every time he raised his head, blood would shoot out from the corner of his mouth. Sticky meat pulp flowed down his chin and covered his chest and body. Lu Changkong, on the other hand, was like a bloodthirsty devil, continuously devouring the Poison Corpse's flesh and blood.

A moment later, half of the corpse was eaten by him. Lu Changkong threw away the two arms of the corpse poison and spat out the corpse heart. He opened his mouth and bit at the dark green corpse core in the Poison Corpse's stomach. The corpse core entered his stomach and exploded. Dark green corpse poison surged out, rushing straight towards Lu Changkong's Eight Extraordinary Meridians. Although Lu Changkong had transformed into a Bronze Corpse, In the end, he was not a real zombie, and it was impossible for him to produce corpse poison. Swallowing the corpse pill was the same as swallowing a pill of poison.