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Glancing at the chaotic battle armor that was being automatically repaired on the ground, Yan Lingyu was filled with gratitude!

Without the Chaos Armor, maybe there would be no him. Before he was promoted, not to mention dozens of attacks, even a few attacks were enough to kill him.

Although there was only less than ten seconds, Yan Lingyu had bought time for just these ten seconds, and success or failure depended on these ten seconds.

With a flash of thought, Yan Lingyu put the Chaos Armor into his body, looked at his body covered in blood, a wry smile appeared on his face, and instantly cast a magic spell. It began to rain heavily from the sky. His blood also fell off with the rain.

The heavy rain kept dripping on Yan Lingyu's body, slowly washing his body. He survived the catastrophe and successfully advanced to the cultivation level of the Primal Chaos Lord. He should have been lucky, but now he couldn't be happy. The mysterious man was like a living A bomb that could explode at any moment.

After washing off the blood on his body and putting on clean clothes, Yan Lingyu did not stop, and teleported to the side of the space tunnel, directly entering the space tunnel.

In the world of chaos, in a private cave, a mysterious person walked back and forth anxiously.

Of course, what he is afraid of is not Yan Lingyu's revenge. In his eyes, Yan Lingyu is strong, no matter how good his aptitude is, and his attack is high. Even a high-ranking expert may be deluded. How could a small third-ranking person survive.

What he was afraid of was not Yan Lingyu, but the power behind him, so what if he had good aptitude, or he had to die in his hands.

In his heart, Yan Lingyu's death was not a pity, and what he was afraid of was that Yan Lingyu would leave some clues, and then he would have no place in the chaotic world.

He was able to break through the void and go to the lower realm with a sixth-level cultivation base, and of course he paid a high price, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry.

When the mysterious person was worried, Yan Lingyu had already left the underworld and appeared in the holy world without anyone noticing.

To Yan Lingyu's surprise, the original Forbidden Barrier had disappeared, and the Great Desolate Continent and the Hunyuan Continent also reunited for a while. The Sea Clan, who have always regarded human beings as food and enemies, can already leave the sea water, and they are still in harmony with each other. Humans form an alliance to resist the huge undead army.

In the current holy world, there are mountains of corpses everywhere, and all of them belong to the undead!Why are there no practitioners?In the eyes of the undead, the human race is food. Delicious human flesh and holy babies that can increase the vitality of corpses are all impossible good things. Of course, the corpses of practitioners cannot be seen.

The intensity of the battle can be seen from the potholes and the land full of undead corpses.

"The power of the corpse, the power of the holy spirit, the power of the law, there are masters fighting." Yan Lingyu looked to the southeast of him and muttered to himself.

In the battle between the practitioner and the undead, he was of course on the side of the practitioner, plus a free show, of course Yan Lingyu couldn't miss it, the words were still floating in the sky, and his figure had disappeared in place.

In the void, Yan Lingyu looked at the practitioners and undead who were fighting. The cultivation of the practitioner was a saint of the second level of the law, while the undead was a golden zombie with a rank six cultivation. Inextricably linked.

A long-range attack and a close-up attack, the cultivator constantly relied on the power of the law to distance himself from the six-turn golden zombie, and the six-turn golden zombie also continued to break the distance between the two by roaring and sprinting with racial skills.

Looking at the attack between the two, Yan Lingyu frowned slightly. If this continues, the practitioner will undoubtedly lose. If the practitioner is given enough time to issue the law, he can definitely defeat the sixth-rank golden zombie [-]%, but the golden zombie relies on The thick skin and thick flesh resisted the practitioner's attack, and he refused to give in at all. If this continued, the practitioner would be approached by the six-turn golden zombie if he was not careful.

The physical defense and explosive power of the Golden Zombie are not comparable to those half-demon cultivators. Even the real body of the monster race is far behind. As long as you let him get close, ordinary practitioners will be torn to pieces in an instant. Of course, like A pervert like Yan Lingyu who cultivates both soul and body is another matter.

Apparently the cultivator also took this into consideration. While using the wind law to increase the speed, he also used the wind law to slow down the speed of the six-turn golden zombie.

Although the practitioner's attack was not very strong in Yan Lingyu's eyes, it was enough to kill ordinary human practitioners, but when it fell on the six-turn golden zombie, it left only a negligible scar.

Every time it was attacked, the six-turn golden zombie would roar, not a roar of pain, but an angry roar, and he wanted to tear apart the human cultivator in front of him.

In ten minutes, the two had fought tens of thousands of times. The six-turn golden zombie already had countless scars, and the green blood was falling drop after drop, making it look extremely miserable!

Compared with the miserable situation of the sixth-rank golden zombie, the practitioner of the law of wind is much better. Although he was chased into a mess, he was not even injured at all, and his face showed a complacent expression while he was in a mess.

"Aw! Ugh!" The rank six golden zombie let out a bullying scream, and fell down unwillingly.

Seeing the undead of the same level of cultivation being killed by himself, the practitioner of the wind system also relaxed. In fact, he was not having a good time at all.

Compared to the wind-type practitioner, Yan Lingyu shook his head secretly, because he discovered something that the wind-type practitioner did not.

"Roar!" The six-turn golden zombie, who was considered dead, suddenly roared loudly, and his body sprinted at the same time. In an instant, the depth of a wind practitioner appeared, a foxy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a sly look appeared in his eyes.

"It's impossible." The sudden outburst made it too late for the wind element practitioner to reflect, so he could only look in front of him with despairing eyes.

"Ah!" The wind practitioner exclaimed, not from being torn apart, but from being frightened by an uninvited guest.

This uninvited guest is of course Yan Lingyu. Although the second-level sage in front of him has nothing to do with him, he is also doing his part for the cultivation world. Whether it is private or public, Yan Lingyu is saved.

Yan Lingyu's appearance method is very simple. In order not to shock the world and the world, he took out an innate spirit treasure from the Chaos War Ring, and split the six-turn golden zombie in half with a single sword.

If there is no one, Yan Lingyu's way of appearance is probably much simpler. Although the undead are not easy to kill, as long as he breaks his defense and shatters the crystal nucleus in his body, he will die. With Yan Lingyu's current physical strength, Even with a fist, it can break his body.