Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 52 Bronze-skinned and iron-skinned Kuixing kicks and fights

General Zhenling seemed to have a premonition of something.

 The face covered by the iron armor completely changed.

only…

Kunlun's punch was unreserved, almost a life-for-life hand.

It was in mid-air and had no choice but to let itself crash into the astonishing cyclone.

Hum!

 Clap out with one palm.

 Pure Aoki aura enveloped him.

General Zhenling has stayed here for hundreds of years, relying on the Yin Qi surging underground in Pingshan to nourish himself, so that he can remain incorruptible and even retain a trace of his sanity.

 But at this moment, it was the sinister and sinister aura that dragged it into death.

 Once you encounter Aoki's spiritual energy.

 Like white snow under the scorching sun.

 In an instant, it quickly melts away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt the pain that penetrated his bones.

 A shrill, animal-like scream came from his throat.

 Nearly unable to hold the euphorbia in his hand.

The impact of the punch was not gone, and its body rubbed against Chen Yulou and hit the cliff behind him heavily.

Only a thunderous roar was heard.

 Cracks spread out in all directions on the rock wall.

 Like a large network of ravines.

"Roar-"

The dark iron heavy armor on his body was almost in pieces.

 The death energy in the flesh and blood can no longer be suppressed.

The fish continued to seep out from between its scales and armor, and black mist billowed all over its body, making it look indescribably terrifying.

 It can’t even be remembered clearly.

 How many years has it been since he suffered such a serious injury?

Even, it wasn’t Kunlun’s two punches, it was already a zombie body, not far from the legendary bronze armored corpse.

　　Even if it breaks the iron armor.

 It cannot be seriously injured.

 What really made him aware of the shadow of death was Chen Yulou's palm.

That weird aura perfectly restrained its corpse aura.

The bronze-armored corpse has no place to display its abilities.

 Can only be reduced to a target.

Zhenling's eyes flickered. At this time, he had already thought of escaping.

If you retreat to Hades, there may be a way to survive.

pity…

 How could Chen Yulou and the others give it a chance?

 The moment it broke free from the crack in the stone and fell to the ground.

 Suddenly there was a shout in the night, and the Partridge Whistle, which blended itself into the shadow, finally waited for the best opportunity.

 Leap up and fly up in one step, your body is light and agile, not allowing birds to fly.

　　Hit Zijin Guan with a whip kick.

This kick was like a meteor chasing the moon, as heavy as a mountain, and it hit the big vertebrae of General Zhenling's vest hard.

 Click!

A scalp-numbing bone explosion sounded.

General Zhenling felt as if his whole body had been cut off at the waist. He could no longer hold on and was thrown forward heavily.

 A bang.

 There was dust on the ground.

The ferocious armor on his face was also shaken off and rolled to the side.

 Revealing a gloomy, ferocious, wolf-like face.

 “Brother Dao, what a good idea!”

 See this scene.

Even Chen Yulou couldn’t help but his eyes lit up.

This should be Kuixing Kidou who moved the mountain gate.

 It is said that this stunt is the most effective in dealing with rigor mortis. One kick is used to remove the vertebrae.

　　No matter how vicious it is, it will never be able to do so.

The old raccoon head of the ancient raccoon monument was cut off and killed in advance by him, and he failed to see the secret technique of moving mountains.

 He felt quite regretful.

 Unexpectedly, I saw it today.

I have to say that Kuixing's kicks are indeed fierce and fierce, unparalleled in ferocity.

 Fight among the four factions.

 Each one has his or her own way of dealing with Zongzi.

The black donkey's hooves are used to touch gold, and the ink bucket and glutinous rice are used to make mounds. The Xiling faction absorbs the strengths of each faction.

 Ink Dou Nuomi, Chenzhou Corpse Suppression Talisman, Black Dog Blood, Corpse Wrapping Net, Corpse Binding Rope.

But the most drastic method is to resort to moving the mountain gate to be simple and crude.

Dingshi Dan and Kuixing kicking and fighting are nothing more than this.

 “Brother Chen is overly praised.”

 The Partridge Whistle stepped out of the shadows.

Hearing his praise, he just waved his hand.

　　However, after thinking about the kick I just made, it was indeed the right time and the right place.

 Don't talk about Zhenling General.

Even the legendary Pingshan Corpse King can only be given the head to wait for death.

 “What are you waiting for? Tie them up!”

 Chen Yulou knew that his personality had always been like this.   Silent and even a little dull.

  I don’t want to say much.

He just looked back at the Xiling bandits and gave a deep instruction.

Several people have long been deceived by the methods of the two leaders and Kunlun.

When he drank, they came back to their senses, grabbed the body net and the rope, rushed to the Zhenling General who was limp as mud, and instantly wrapped him into a rice dumpling.

 The armor covering is gone.

At this moment, its face, which was obviously different from that of the Han people, was completely exposed to the group of people.

but.

Chen Yulou only glanced at it and his eyes fell on it.

　What kind of eyes are those.

 Dark, ferocious, bloodthirsty, and indifferent.

It is completely unimaginable how many people he has killed to have such a pair of eyes that regard human life as nothing.

However, at this moment, there was obviously a bit more fear in those dark pupils.

 Even if he has been dead for many years.

 But there is still a desperate fear of death.

Especially when he saw Chen Yulou approaching him step by step, he seemed to know that his death was approaching and was struggling desperately.

It is a pity that the head, neck, shoulders, knees, hands and feet were all **** with the corpse ropes.

He was held tightly by seven strong old men outside.

 It is to let it have the ability to reach heaven.

　　Can't get even half a step away.

 “Bronze skin and iron bones, gold body and silver body.”

 “I’ll give you another hundred years, and I’m afraid you’ll really be able to step into the realm of bronze armor.”

walked up to him and looked at the face that was so close, but became twisted and hideous due to fear.

Chen Yulou suddenly murmured in a low voice.

　　　Seems to be talking to himself.

 In the Xiling faction.

 There are many records of rigor mortis.

Common rice dumplings, regardless of whether they are black, white, living or dead, can only be regarded as the lowest level of walking corpses.

Like Zhenling Jiang, he is able to speak and act, and even retains a trace of sanity.

 It is already considered as a zombie level.

 Can practice with the help of the Yin Qi in the earth veins and the dead Qi in the tomb.

 There are four grades of copper, iron, gold and silver.

At this moment, with the help of the surrounding wind lanterns, he could see at a glance the strange color of Zhenling General's skin, which was like patina, from under its broken heavy armor.

 It is clearly a sign that you are about to step into the copper skin.

 At that point, you will truly be invulnerable.

 That’s why he felt this way.

However, it was unlucky to meet him and Partridge Whistle today.

 A man who possesses the secret skills of kicking and fighting.

 The other one is an immortal cultivator.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that its death was not unjust.

“You’ve lived long enough, so don’t live any more. Dust will return to dust, so it’s better to go to **** as soon as possible.”

 “What do you think?”

 Think of this.

 Chen Yulou's last bit of patience has disappeared.

 A slight smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.

When it fell in General Zhenling's eyes, he suddenly felt as if he was seeing a devil.

 Opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

 But the next moment.

A ray of cold light came over, illuminating its dark pupils as white as snow.

 Subconsciously, I closed my eyes.

Then, a sound like cutting white paper sounded in the ear. It seemed to have thought of something, and it looked down with its eyes wide open.

 The only thing he saw was the person who frightened him to his core.

He was holding the euphorbia that had been with him for many years, and slowly pulled it out from his throat, with a splash of black blood.

What else does it want to say.

  But I can’t say it anymore.

Only a few indistinct sobs remained.

 Then he fell heavily and lost any breath.

Chen Yulou, on the other hand, avoided the splattering blood lightly and looked down at the euphorbia in his hand.

 As he expected.

Itself is stained with countless blood, and it has been cultivated in the bottle mountain for hundreds of years.

 Has become a vicious weapon!

Most people are afraid that they can't touch it, but Kunlun can't.

That boy's energy and blood were so strong that he had never seen before, and he could easily suppress a fierce army.

not to mention.

 With Euphorbia, Kunlun's strength can be further improved.

It's a pity that the heavy armor was broken.

 Otherwise, wearing armor and carrying a halberd would definitely be an invincible weapon in the world.

Glancing at the expectant figure beside him, Chen Yulou did not waste any time and threw the halberd into Kunlun's hand with a smile.

 “It’s yours.”

 (End of this chapter)