The fiery red crystal sword pierced into this hollow leg bone, and countless explosions sounded inside.

The shock of terror quickly passed on to the bodies of the two men.

Without hesitation, Zhao abandoned the sword.

She let go of the sword in her hand and slammed her body into the arms of the Tsez.

This is a more jade burning momentum, so although she abandoned the sword, the sword has no weakening at all.

The choir shouted in a low voice.

He even used two legendary inheritance tools to lock the sword of Zhao Mi, but the world's Mr. Zhao IV even more terrible than he thought, in his low roar, he rarely retreated to the enemy, he was crazy to retreat, and there was a series of black shadows in front of him.

When he retreated rapidly, his left hand took Su Qin's body, and Sukhin was like a cloud of weightless air, driven by him and backed off with him.

The black shadow in front of him was not a complete shadow, with an indescribable coldness and viscosity.

A large burst of red flame and blue smoke continued to burst into the advancing Zhao Mi's body, but she and the Qis people were always at a distance.

Distance is already the limit of the limit for the practitioner.

The Qis people looked at the double eyes of Zhao Miao, and he felt the exhaustion and impeccableness of the real element in his body, and finally he no longer hesitated to wake up a dead breath deep in the gas sea jade palace.

He held out his hand and held up Zhao’s forehead that rushed to him.

Zhao Miao's body is full of real fire, at this time she is a sword, any part of her body, is a sword.

Wherever the Zis hand fell on her, there was no difference between the sword and the sword.

According to common sense, even if Yuan Wu's hand fell on her forehead at this time, in the next moment, his hand would be shaken to pieces, and then burned into ashes.

However, when the Zis man's hand fell on Zhao's forehead, the two men's bodies were shocked, and his arm was not even sounded any bone crack.

This is an unimaginable thing.

Zhao Mi was also caught in an endless shock.

She looked at her as if she had held the arm of a naughty child.

The first moment of falling into her eye was the innumerable blackness that came out of the Zisian skin, and then the hair on his arm began to grow at a terrifying rate, and the skin, flesh, and even bones of his arm changed.

In the next instant, the arm had been radically changed, and had become as large as the Zice's body, covered with innumerable scales of black spots, and its nails sharp as a flying sword with the same handle.

The most important thing is that the inside of this arm is a terrible roar.

This arm is no longer the arm of a practitioner, but the arm of some kind of demon.

Zhao Mi felt a strong death.

“The body!”

She finally reacted and called out.

The Tsiss did not give any response, and an intriguing expression appeared on his face.

In the next moment, his arm could not bear the power of Zhao Mi's sword, which exploded from the depths inside and broke into countless fragments.

However, the impact of this moment also pushed Zhao's body back to the back of the crash, a knock into the back of the grave, stirring countless dust waves.

One of the Cheises arms disappeared, as if it had melted into the night, and then his and Su Qin’s bodies rapidly faded and disappeared in the night.

...

Only a very short time, the dust wave is still sputtering into the sky, Zhao Mi's figure has been worn out from the dust wave.

Her appearance was a little confused, her body was full of dust, and even the clothes on her body had blown up several mouths.

But her face was very solemn, and the whole body was still shining a blazing sword light, so that no one could see it ridiculous.

Her perception had lost sight of the Xis people.

In the end, she was unable to keep the Qis, but she did not have any frustration in her heart, but only had some admiration for the methods of the Qis.

Some of the Daqi Dynasty's sects were able to raise a kind of corpse beast.

This is a means of forcibly changing the body of some demon beasts with a yin, so that these demonic beasts that are already inanimate have become a unique walking dead.

Because there is no fear, and it is itself a dead thing, unless the key cores of the body are crushed, these corpses will not lose the ability to fight, more terrible than they were before.

The core of their body is a process of constantly sucking in the inhalation, and over time, their strength will become stronger and even lead to further mutation.

However, in the history of the practice world, I have never heard of any practitioner who practices the spirit of the spirit and dares to take this corpse into the body and feed it with his own vitality, just like cultivating a different kind of life.

This was originally an initiative, a challenge to walk on the edge of life and death.

Because if there is some kind of change that cannot be suppressed, then this corpse beast will probably devour the practitioner himself.

It is not enough to make a strong practitioner who can use the powerful practice handed down from the practice world to be powerful, but the initiative of the Qis people really makes her respect.

Even if she still had the strength to fight again, even if the Tsiss eventually only escaped, but this battle was the most vigorous battle after she lost her sword on the Wei River, so that the Qis could not be retained, and in her own eyes, this battle was her defeat.

...

The Zis' body fell from the air.

Below his body is a valley.

This distance is less than a few dozen miles away, and it may not be able to escape the tracking of all practitioners, but his body has reached its limit.

In the body to raise the body beast he used the most secure means of danger, so that the giant in the depths of his sea of gas, the corpse animal always sleeps, and in the sleep, he constantly absorbs his vitality slowly and slowly changing.

And Zhao Mi's opponent is also fully in line with his vision, he will be the cadaveric beast recovery moment, the cadaver as a shield to generally to the other side of the sword, so that both can block the other side of the sword, but also with the other side of the sword intention to kill the body beast, not in their own real material exhausted when the reverse.

However, the real fire of Zhao Sword Furnace's restraint on ghosts is still beyond his imagination.

When the sword breaks the dead beast, there is still a real fire deep inside his body, and some of the broken vitality of the cadaver itself also invades his body like poison.

He must force all these things out of his body in time, otherwise even if he is, his body will slowly wither and eventually die.

Everything just needs to be fought.

The biggest threat still comes from these people in the Bashan Sword Field, and even if the master of Chudu has found his trace, I am afraid that he will not have the courage to enter this ordinary valley to find him duel.

So he quickly sat down in the trough of the trough and began to pacifize.

The thick dead leaves of this valley contain a smell of corruption, a hint of energy visible to the naked eye, under his work like a small black snake from the dead leaves, poured into his body.

His heart is fixed.

However, after dozens of breaths, he felt an inexplicable dark breath quietly pouring into his body with these vitalitys, like an invisible ghost holding his heart.

His breath suddenly.

His perception fell to the left side of his body, and his heart was incredulity.

To the left of his body is the Sukhumn where he was left at will.