Divine Cultivation System

"Death slave, die!"

Suddenly, Baiyun screamed, and his whole person was like a mountain, and once again rushed towards San Ye.

The body of the ghost king is too tyrannical.

After Gui Yan ordered the ghost in a way unique to the ghost clan, many ghost kings have always been attacking in this way.

Although this anger was abrupt.

But he attacked the same, not only did not pay attention, the third master, who was completely focused on them, noticed something was wrong.

There was even a faint sneer on his face.

"Huh! A group of trash who only knows how to fight by relying on their physical strength, dare to say such things without embarrassment. I really admire the old man." San Ye sneered.

He slowly raised his palm, and the tyrannical aura of cultivation was condensed again.

This is to perform a strong attack on Boyun again.

Although the previous few times to no avail.

He didn't believe that even with successive attacks of this level, he couldn't kill Fangyun.

If it really can't.

The ghost clan is far from its current status, but has long since become the master of the entire starry sky.

But after so many years.

The status of the ghosts and corpses in the starry sky is always the last place, and it is not without reason.

There will be at most three more such attacks.

There is no doubt that the cloud will die.

Once Fangyun died, the others had no threat at all.

There was still a faint smile on San Ye's face.

However, just as he attacked with a palm towards the cloud, he felt a icy attack on the bones.

The movements of the whole person seemed to slow down in the icy cold.

"What happened?"

San Ye was suddenly shocked.

His current cultivation base, not to mention the number one in the Cangming Realm, is also one of the top ranks.

Especially today after the undead was hit hard and disappeared.

His combat power can really be said to be the top ten in the Cangming Realm, and it may even be squeezed into the ranks of advancement.

How could such changes occur?

Could it be...

Impossible, Lord Necromancer, although there is also an extremely tyrannical existence that uses the power of ice and snow, it is impossible to help these humans and ghosts to attack me.

He doesn't have the guts yet.

As soon as he was born with such a surprise, he felt that he was enveloped by the breath of death.

The strong breath of death seemed to pull him into death at any time.

"Sen Luo evil spirit, don't forget, if it weren't for your lord, you would have died with Sun Luo in the tomb that he had built a thousand years ago. How dare you shoot me?" San Yetou Called out without answering.

In a hurry, he obviously didn't know who was really going to kill him.

Just relying on the judgment of the breath, let him call out this sentence.

As everyone knows.

His words like this immediately caused Qin Shaofeng's pupils to shrink slightly.

Sin Luo evil spirits?

No wonder the undead wanted to enter the tomb so much.

Even at the expense of two heaven and earth messengers for this, the reason is actually here.

The so-called fall of the Seng Luo monarch, turned out to be only in retreat and suffered a ghost from the dead, which led to the true fall.

Sin Luo evil spirits?

Could it be that the white light fused with one's self is the last trace of the mind of the kind spirit, the means created by it?

It seems very possible!

He thought in his heart, but there was no lag in his hand movements.

At this moment, his whole body was exuding a breath of death that made people feel terrified.

Especially that pair of eyes turned into pitch black early.

This is his death clone.

The death clone recovered for so long, and after slaying a full eighteen strong people, did it recover the power of the pinnacle strike.

He dare not waste the slightest.

Before the action.

Bikongxue took the first step, showing a chilling aura, slowing down San Ye's actions, and creating an opportunity for him to make this perfect blow.

At this time, the blow finally came.

Qin Shaofeng only slapped.

However, under the death clone, his movement speed was already faster than the deity by many times.

Especially under the help of many ghost kings to create a sneak attack environment.

Between sparkling flints.

His palm has already come to the back of the third master.

Attack with full force.

Qin Shaofeng clearly felt that the spirit and spirit of the entire death clone seemed to be condensed into that palm.

A seemingly simple palm, but it seems to have integrated the power of a world.

In a crash, it has already fallen.

San Ye is indeed a strong man in the realm of heaven and earth messengers.

But after all, he couldn't react.

The speed was slowed by the ice cold, the attack had already been shot, and he was suddenly attacked, making him lose the qualification to turn around to resist.

The palm of death came.

There was no movement strangely.

But San Ye's body melted and decomposed a little bit.

Qin Shaofeng, who was in charge of the death clone, clearly felt that when the third master fell, a trace of the most original death breath was integrated into his body.

The clone that was about to fall asleep was finally able to barely support it under the action of this breath of death.

"Killing the slave, it really can restore my death clone."

"It's a pity that an envoy of heaven and earth can only restore less than one-tenth of the realm, which is too little."

He thought about it silently in his heart, then resolutely took back the body of death, and then took a few steps back.

Bikongxue flew out of his sleeve and slowly landed on his shoulder.

At first glance.

He seemed to stand in place all the time, like a beautiful young man, so untouched by dust.

However, anyone who has eyes can clearly see who actually performed the blow that really caused the fall of the third master.

"Is that his trump card?"

The three emissaries of Cangming Palace trembled like sifting chaff.

It was too shocking, too scared.

I knew that Qin Shaofeng was very powerful in his hands, but he never expected that he himself had such a tyrannical hole card.

That kind of death ability certainly cannot be used casually.

But as long as he can perform it, even once for a long time, it is enough to prove his horror.

Before us, it was the wisest choice to directly surrender, and then always follow behind him and shout for him!

Once upon a time, they were still arrogant people.

After seeing today's battle, they really understand.

With their strength, it seems that they can only be used to raise the flag for others.

"Sen...Sen Luo...evil spirit, why...why...betrayed..."

San Ye was clearly a dead person, but he was still whispering in his mouth, and his body was slowly turning around.

Unfortunately.

When he really turned around.

Only then did I find out, where is there any evil spirit that betrays the undead?

The person standing in the position to attack him was surprisingly Qin Shaofeng.

"Wh, how... how could..."

"In this world, there is no such thing as absolutely impossible." Qin Shaofeng shrugged slightly.