Immortal world master mixed city

Elder Ling's eyes lit up after hearing Leng Han's words, and the seven-foot long sword in his hand spewed out purple sword energy twice as fast, constantly harvesting the purple corpses that came on the attack!

"Extreme ice!"

When the flying corpse approached them at a distance of ten meters, the cold eyes suddenly became extremely cold. With a low growl, a burst of cold air compressed by an unknown number of times rushed out in response, hitting the flying corpse's body.

"Crack!" A sound of extremely fast freezing suddenly sounded, and the body of the flying corpse was frozen in mid-air bit by bit. Unfortunately, the amount of extreme ice was still not enough, and only a layer of frost hung on the body of the flying corpse. , It didn't freeze into an ice sculpture, but even so, under the extreme ice, its movements were slowed down by half. When it was just approaching Elder Ling, it was split in half by Elder Ling's sword energy!

"Ooooooooo...!"

At this time, in the middle of the burial pit, a group of purple corpses suddenly rose up and became flying corpses, flying up from among the many purple corpses, and came into the sight of the two of them.

"day……!"

At this time, even if he was calm and cold, he couldn't help but curse.

"Lenghan, there is still a third of the purple corpse, and the flying corpse has only been promoted to less than ten. As long as we grit our teeth and persevere, we will definitely pass this test!" Elder Ling encouraged loudly.

"Master, don't worry, we won't die here!" Leng Han gritted his teeth and said, Jibing made another move, hitting the flying corpse in the front row, slowing down his speed, and then, Elder Ling' Swish, swish, two sword qis, one fell into the pile of purple corpses, and the other cut the flying corpse at the top in half.

"Aww...!"

There were several beast roars, and more purple corpses began to be promoted, which put Leng Han and Elder Ling in a life-and-death crisis in an instant.

"Leng Han, freeze this entrance!" Elder Ling shouted.

When Leng Han saw those flying corpses, his heart sank, and he quickly cast ice spells to create an ice wall, temporarily blocking the rushing purple corpses and those flying corpses.

But in this short time of performing the spell, three flying corpses and more than 20 purple corpses rushed over, but they all died under Elder Ling's sharp sword.

"Leng Han, hurry up and eat these ten low-grade cultivation pills, and add them temporarily. Next, we have a tough battle to fight. If we fail, we will have nothing!" Elder Ling handed ten pills to Leng Han. The low-grade cultivation base is the panacea, and said with a gloomy face.

"Yes, master!" Leng Han didn't say much, and swallowed the elixir directly. As soon as the elixir entered his stomach, balls of heat immediately rose from his lower abdomen, flowing all over his body, making Leng Han feel a little bit cold. In an instant, most of its strength was restored.

"Crack!" In just five seconds, the ice wall created by Lenghan had a large crack, and some places had already begun to crack.

At this moment, Leng Han once again threw out a piece of cold air to strengthen the ice wall and buy Elder Ling five seconds to recover!

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the ice wall shattered, and the purple corpse with its fangs and claws rushed over first, while the flying corpse flew behind the ice wall, watching the purple corpse pounce on it coldly, and... ...a hint of wisdom!

The state of the flying corpse shocked Elder Ling and Leng Han, but in the face of the rushing purple corpse, they could only kill...kill...kill!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At this moment, Elder Ling shot out pieces of purple sword energy with the sword in one hand, and squeezed the spirit formula with the other hand, shooting out fireballs, which exploded among the purple corpses!

Suddenly, a flying corpse sprinted fiercely and flew to the top of Elder Ling's head, with two sharp claws piercing straight into the top of his head.

"Bastard, go to hell!" Elder Ling yelled, a stream of purple air evaporated from the top of his head, turned into a three-foot sword, pierced through the flying corpse's head, and burrowed back into Elder Ling's body.

"Natural Treasure?"

Leng Han's heart moved. He often heard that in the dantian of a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, he used the power of the Nascent Soul to nourish a natal treasure all year round.

However, monks in the Nascent Soul Stage will not use the Nascent Treasure under normal circumstances, because using the Treasure of Nascent Soul consumes a lot of Nascent Soul's power. The power of the Nascent Soul in the circle, basically, needs to be closed for seven to 15 years.

It's no wonder that when facing Hanba back then, Elder Ling would rather use Chaos Wushuang, which consumed a lot of Yuanying's power, than use the natal treasure!

After all, compared with the two, Chaos Wushuang consumes less Nascent Soul Power.

The moment the flying corpse died, all the flying corpses outside the ice wall had gathered and rushed towards Elder Ling together.

"What? These bastards actually have a sliver of wisdom, and they join forces and attack together!" Elder Ling looked at the flying corpses that were getting closer and closer with a look of disbelief, and screamed.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

At this time, Leng Han once again used Frozen Thousand Miles to turn the entrance of the sacrificial pit into a world of ice, but unfortunately, his cultivation base is really limited, only reducing the speed of flying corpses and purple corpses, not Seal them up.

But even so, it bought Elder Ling a precious time. After a few strikes, the six flying corpses were split in half and fell aside. However, there were too many flying corpses. Four flying corpses escaped Elder Ling's attack. One flying corpse grabbed Elder Ling's left arm with one claw and tore it apart. Elder Ling let out a miserable howl. The seven-foot long sword in his right hand, Suddenly, purple sword shadows burst out all over the sky, splitting all four flying corpses into pieces, and even the purple corpses that had just charged were covered by the purple sword shadows and turned into minced meat.

Obviously, Elder Ling once again used a big move that consumed the power of the Nascent Soul. After using this move, he ignored the crowd of purple corpses and flew out a middle-grade spirit stone from the storage ring , A low-grade healing elixir and a low-grade healing elixir were thrown into the mouth, swallowed them all, and sat cross-legged on the ground, disregarding the danger, healed the wounds on the spot!

Leng Han stared at Elder Ling with flickering eyes, and blocked Elder Ling, but still did not make a move, and continued to throw ice picks at the few remaining purple corpses.

An hour later, Elder Ling and Leng Han dragged their exhausted bodies out of the burial pit. At this moment, the entrance of the burial pit was filled with corpses that exuded a foul smell. Among them was a left arm that belonged to Elder Ling!

"Boom...boom...boom...!"

Not long after Elder Ling and Leng Han had just escaped from the crisis of the burial pit, they heard deafening trampling sounds from a distance, and as the trampling sound approached a little bit, the entire mausoleum where they were located trembled. It started shaking violently.