Martial Invincible Sovereign

The corpse puppet on one side was twitching at the corners of his mouth when he saw this scene. He didn't know how much time it took him to refine the corpses of the two divine kings and the treasures he cherished. Now he has been hit with so many cracks by Shengsheng. He doesn't know how much material to use if he wants to repair the trouble.

This man's eight levels of Shentai. The corpse puppet ancestor didn't pay attention to him at all, but he didn't expect that he didn't show the mountain and dew, and his strength was so strong. He was angry immediately and raised his hand to call back the two God kings to refine the corpses and let the Shentai refine the corpses to pester him.

"Heartache? If you want to recall the refining corpse, you won't be given a chance. "

When Sun Yi saw that the two divine kings were going to join the corpse puppet ancestors, he naturally refused. He jumped into the air and threw his fists together. With your terrorist power, he directly shocked the two divine kings back.

These two divine kings are too clumsy. Standing here is the target. Of course, his clumsiness is still relative to Sun Yi. After all, his speed is not inferior to the real divine king. The artistic conception of wind and void is all linked to speed.

When the corpse puppet saw that the corpses of the two divine kings could not be recalled, he was very angry immediately. His expression seemed to eat people and vent his anger on the Confucian sword king. The law of corpse was gloomy and fierce. It was attached to the long sword in his hand like an ancient corpse God. If the warrior under the divine king was touched by the law of corpse, he would lose his intelligence and become a zombie.

The Confucianist and Taoist swords were expressionless. The killing swords came out and collided with the long sword. The noble righteousness in the sages' books just restrained the corpse puppet ancestor. The white fog filled the air, like a master singing and suppressing the corpse puppet ancestor.

It made the corpse puppet ancestor angry, but there was nothing to do. The Haoran righteousness was too terrible. The refining corpse of the divine king who helped him surround and kill the Confucian sword king was also restrained.

For a time, it was at an impasse.

"Sun Yi, hurry to solve the two divine kings' refining corpses, or the sensation here will attract the attention of the holy palace." The Confucian sword Dynasty told Sun Yi loudly that he could delay the war corpse puppet ancestors, but he could not kill them. This was behind the enemy and didn't waste much time for them.

"OK." Sun Yat Sen straightened up.

A purple war gun was pulled out by him. Before, he had the idea of refining the corpses with the two divine kings. This time, he wanted to be serious. The tip of purple gold's gun crossed an arc in the air and instantly cut through the space to the male refining corpse. The refining corpse claw grabbed the tip of the gun and burst into a skyrocketing spark.

"Fool." Sun Yi poured a flame mood and instantly burned on the claws of the male body refining. Then Sun Yi turned the gun tip, cut off ten neat fingers by the purple war gun, and cut out a full moon gun with the gun. In the blink of an eye, the hands of the male body refining were cut off.

These two divine kings have strong body refining defense, but the purple war gun is the highest quality of immortal level, and can't be found in the whole continent.

The man Lian corpse didn't know the pain. He vomited a foul black gas in his mouth, which was the power of the law of corpse. In an instant, it decayed the space and stained Sun Yi's flesh, which made Sun Yi frown. His flesh was nourishing and emitting black smoke. The black gas corroded his flesh.

However, Sun Yi didn't care. The golden blood in her body was upright and restrained the gloomy power of the law of the corpse. The God of war's blood instantly drove away the power of the law of the corpse, and immediately raised a gun to kill the male Lian corpse.

The purple war gun trembled in the void, and the buzzing sound brought a fiery red vortex. The hanging power scattered around the Shentai refining corpse turned into a pile of broken meat as soon as it was touched, and cut on the male refining corpse at the speed of penetrating the space.

The angle of the gun tip is extremely tricky. In those cracked cracks, the sharp gun awns spit out. The vortex is like a millstone hanging on the man's body. The purple war gun is hard drawn on the man's body. I don't know how many times.

"Wow!" This male refining corpse was directly unloaded into eight pieces by the purple war gun and became ground meat. That head was instantly blasted into powder by a three foot gun awn.

"I'll kill you and destroy a refining corpse of my God King!" The corpse puppet ancestor was going crazy, but the Confucian sword King smiled coldly and turned the killing knife into a knife mountain, so that the corpse puppet ancestor had to leave.

"Another one!" Sun Yi turned her eyes and looked at the female refining corpse. The beautiful face was vaguely visible on her ferocious appearance. The evergreen God King was also poor. After her death, she was refined into a corpse that was neither human nor ghost. A God King was treated like this.

It's much easier to deal with the evergreen God King than the male corpse refining. The evergreen God King has been tempered by the corpse puppet ancestor for several months, and has not been completely successful at all. The purple gun took a bright purple gun flower and printed it on the evergreen God King's hard forehead. The gun flower came all the way to the sea of knowledge and destroyed the wisp of martial thought deposited by the corpse puppet ancestor.

Without Wu Nian's command, the evergreen God King fell directly.

"No, I can't keep pestering them. I'm afraid I'll die here." When the corpse puppet saw that his two divine kings' refining corpses were destroyed, he didn't care about his heartache, so he had to tear away the void and escape here. There was a middle divine king sitting in cangxiao city not far from here and didn't participate in the war.

"It's too late to think of leaving now." The Confucian sword King smiled coldly. In terms of strength, he was much stronger than the corpse puppet ancestor. The noble righteousness in the sage Book blocked the space. The master's virtual shadow opened his hands and pulled them together, so that the corpse puppet ancestor could not tear open the void.

At this moment, the corpse puppet ancestor felt a chill behind him. The whole void was trembling. He hurried back and saw Sun Yi chasing after him with a gun. At the moment, he commanded the last God King to refine the corpse to stop him, gave up tearing open the void and fled outside.

"You can't escape!" This shot directly opened the body of the God King and flew it for hundreds of meters, then dragged a long shadow and stopped the corpse puppet ancestor at an almost moving speed. I saw Sun Yi cut the long sword with a gun, and the sword holding hand of the corpse puppet ancestor was shaken back with great power. The purple war gun directly pierced a big hole in the palm of the corpse puppet ancestor at a strange speed.

A golden light appeared and directly twisted one palm of the corpse puppet ancestor into powder.

If you were one-on-one, you wouldn't be so embarrassed with the strength of the corpse puppet ancestor, but there was a Confucian sword King chasing after him. He had long confused the rules and regulations. He only knew to escape desperately, his palm was broken, regardless, and continued to rush forward.

Sun Yi's cold eyes swept over, and his palm flashed forward. A palm print made of gold fire came out and blew it on the chest of the corpse puppet ancestor. At once, the chest of the corpse puppet ancestor wrapped a corpse law with finger thickness, but Sun Yi still printed it hard forward and directly shook his body away.

"No, don't...!" The corpse puppet ancestor was shocked. A big hand with lofty righteousness fell down in an instant and patted him away. Then the sword in the hand of the Confucian sword King took a bright blade from the Milky way and swept it across. The corpse puppet ancestor's head was poked in by a spear of Sun Yi, exterminated the martial spirit inside and died completely.