Immortal Chakra

Xing Bing deliberately chose a place where no one was there.Here is a dark forest, looking around, Fan Liu's forehead suddenly seeped cold sweat, and the hand holding the corpse pot tightened involuntarily. "Fan Liu, you're a smart man, hand over the corpse pot!" Seeing that Fan Liu was frightened, Xing Bing shook his face slightly, and laughed twice, his tone unquestionable. "Senior brother Xing, can you save some for me, I'm only short of this pot to make up enough contribution points for the sect..." At this point, Fan Liu stopped suddenly, because he saw a glimmer of coldness in Xing Bing's eyes.Fan Liu secretly regretted that he really shouldn't have told the truth.Inside the Di Zongmen, there are no particularly rigid rules, and even killing each other is acquiesced.As long as you are strong enough, you can kill, but the premise is that you can guarantee that you can continue to survive after killing.All the disciples in the Earth Corpse Gate have strange supernatural powers, and no one knows who will die next.This time, if Fan Liu successfully collects the contribution points, he will have the opportunity to enter the Cave of Thousands of Corpses. After he comes out, his magical powers will naturally increase greatly. Xing Bing bullies Fan Liu and others a lot on weekdays, so he naturally doesn't want it. Fan Liu has a bright day.This is the villain, super jealous. "Bring them all!" Xing Bing threatened with sharp eyes.Fan Liu didn't move for a long time, but he was fighting between heaven and man in his heart. If he handed over the corpse pot, he would naturally fail to complete the task, and he might be pushed out to feed the living corpse.If you don't hand it in, this Xing Bing is definitely not a kind person, and he will probably go all out to grab it.Left and right are dead!A trace of determination flashed in Fan Liu's eyes!Taking advantage of Xing Bing's inattention, he opened his mouth and spat out a black bone knife, which shot directly at Xing Bing's throat.Fan Liu is fighting for luck and his own fate!If he wins, he will have a smooth journey in the future, and if he loses, he will end up dead.However, after all, Fan Liu's strength is only at the eighth level of the Fangang Realm, and there is a big gap between Xing Bing, who is at the tenth level of the Fangang Realm, and who also has a natal corpse.Xing Bing did not expect Fan Liu to make a sudden move, because he believed that Fan Liu would not dare.However, even though the bone knife entered his throat, Xing Bing didn't blink his eyes. He just looked at Fan Liu with a ferocious expression, and stretched out his hand to pull out the bone knife pierced into his throat bit by bit. "The knife is good, but unfortunately you still can't kill me!" The bone knife was pulled out.Moreover, there was a hole in the neck, but there was no blood flowing from the wound, and it was still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. "This..." Fan Liu was a little shocked. Obviously, he did not expect such a situation. "Could it be the natal corpse?" Xing Bing laughed loudly, with a fierce look on his face, the bone knife was broken with a "click" by the huge force, and Fan Liu, who had a trace of spiritual connection with the bone knife, suddenly spit out A mouthful of blood. "You guessed right, my natal corpse is a mysterious half-life demon corpse. It's not that easy to kill me, heh heh!" After the blow failed, Fan Liu seemed to accept his fate, but the desire to survive was still there. Now, begged bitterly: "Brother, please, let me go!" Fan Liu thought that his strength was not good enough, and he was no match for Xing Bing at all. In order to survive, he could only plead again.However, in the Underground Corpse Gate, being weak means being bullied and exploited even more.Xing Bing smiled, very evil and cruel.He enjoys this feeling very much, enjoys the pleasure of manipulating the life and death of others and making them beg him. "Next time you reincarnate, remember not to enter this door. You have ruthlessness, but it's not ferocious enough!" As he said, Xing Bing's right arm instantly turned black, and under Fan Liu's horrified gaze, he transformed into a scaled animal. The horny big hand, after rapidly elongating and growing in size, turned into a super big claw with weird shape, and grabbed Fan Liu's head overwhelmingly. "Corpse Scale Claw!" Xing Bing is sure to win this claw, but he obviously underestimated Fan Liu's desire to survive. In a desperate situation, Fan Liuyi was cruel and directly held the claw in his hand tightly. The corpse pot was thrown towards Xing Bing. With a "bang", the corpse pot shattered when it touched the scale claws of the corpse.With a flash of thick black air, more than 300 corpses contained in the pot appeared out of thin air like a small hill, and pressed Xing Bing into the pile of corpses.At the same time, Fan Liu did not retreat but advanced, picked up the half bone knife on the ground, rushed forward, and slashed at Xing Bing's position in the pile of corpses.One knife after another, Fan Liu exhausted all his strength and profound energy. He didn't know whether he was chopping up a corpse or Xing Bing. Anyway, if he wanted to survive, he had to chop everything in front of him into flesh. Sauce!Only when Xing Bing died, would he have a chance to survive!Blood and sweat were intertwined on Fan Liu's face, holding the hand with the broken knife, his tiger's mouth burst open.Countless severed limbs and remnants flew up, and the sky was filled with blood.Fan Liu was also covered in blood.Finally, with a "click" sound, the knife got stuck in the bone.Immediately after a low roar came out, the pile of flesh and blood was torn apart and sent flying, and Xing Bing walked out of the pile of corpses covered in bruises.Xing Bing didn't die, but his image became much more terrifying.Even half of his head was almost cut off by the bone knife, and the broken bone knife was stuck on his skull, but even so, he still didn't die.Fan Liu is in despair!Mysterious energy was exhausted, and all means were exhausted, but Xing Bing was still alive!Seeing Xing Bing walking towards him step by step, Fan Liu finally collapsed powerlessly on the ground.He could imagine how painful the moment the latter stretched out his hand to wring his head off, and even that Xing Bing, who went berserk, would probably eat himself raw to make up for the physical trauma..."Little bastard , You damn it!" Xing Bing really went crazy, he didn't expect to be forced to this point by Fan Liu, if it wasn't for his supernatural powers, he would have died twice now.He raised the corpse scale claw, pinched Fan Liu's head, lifted it up, and brought it in front of him.Xing Bing laughed wildly. "Little bastard, you still have to die in my hands!" After finishing speaking, Xing Bing exerted force on his hand.But at the moment when Xing Bing was triumphant and Fan Liu closed his eyes in despair, a very small black snake slipped into the back of Xing Bing's split head.Xing Bing only felt a pain in his head and completely lost consciousness.The hand holding Fan Liu's head stopped in the air.For a long time, Fan Liu, who didn't feel any pain, opened his eyes blankly, and glanced at Xing Bing, who was wide-eyed, wondering what happened. "Could it be that you are saved? You don't need to die?" But just as Fan Liu was secretly sweating for himself, he was suddenly horrified to find that Xing Bing's dimmed eyes suddenly turned twice, And locked his eyes on himself again. "Gulu!~" At this moment, Fan Liu's heart hung up again.