Chapter 793: Corpse Clan Warrior

Flame spar, after absorbing, can give warriors a great chance to comprehend the artistic conception of fire. A warrior who is the artistic conception of fire, after absorbing it, the power of the artistic conception will become even stronger.

Even some high-quality flame spar, after absorbing, it is not impossible to directly comprehend the will.

Of course, the number of such top-grade flame spars is very rare, and they are extremely valuable, so they are rarely found by people.

The dozens of flame spars flying towards the king-class battleship in front of them obviously do not have top-quality flame spar, otherwise the two deputy hall masters would have been unable to hold back.

However, the value should not be underestimated, the quantity is still relatively large, and you can make a small fortune if you grab one casually.

The bloody flame light group became clearer and clearer, and the red spar in the flame light could be seen only with the naked eye.

Whoosh whoosh!

A series of figures flew up, placed themselves in the void, and flew towards the blood-colored light ball swiftly and fiercely.

The two deputy hall masters glanced at Xiao Chen who hadn't moved, and the old man on the left said: "Xiao Chen, go and fight for it too, as long as you don't leave the battleship too far, two hours are safe."

"There is no air barrier in the starry sky, and the speed will be a little uncontrollable at first. You need to get used to it before competing for the flame spar."

The person on the right opened his mouth to ask some topics.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he naturally wanted to fight for the flame spar, even if he didn't need it, he could exchange it for a large amount of star coins.

But the throne that the mysterious man who came chasing from afar is obviously the throne of death among the thrones of the evil king, which has the same origin as his throne of killing.

Ao Jiao once said that the throne of the evil king is divided into seven, and each one represents a high-level artistic conception. As long as the plunder and fusion of the other party's throne are combined, a high-level artistic conception can be added.

In addition to energy concepts such as feng shui, fire, thunder and earth, there are also higher-level artistic concepts that are more difficult to comprehend, such as killing, destruction, immortality, destruction, death, despair, darkness, etc.

Each additional artistic conception of this kind can make a warrior's strength leap forward.

If that mysterious man sensed that there was a killing throne on him, he would definitely rush forward regardless of everything. As for the rumors about the fusion of the Seven Thrones and the rebirth of the evil king, it is estimated that no one would really believe it.

"Xiao Chen,

Don't worry, this step will always be taken, and it's good to get acquainted with it now. "

The two deputy hall masters continued to comfort them, they thought Xiao Chen was reluctant to go out because he was concerned about the strange environment of the starry sky.

The wry smile in Xiao Chen's heart turned into a tangle, it's really impossible not to go out now, the mental power controlled in the sea of ​​consciousness wrapped the restless bloody throne layer by layer.

Xiao Chen still understands the reason for the crime of being pregnant with Bi. He has never used the Scarlet Throne much because his background is not strong enough.

Once it is exposed, it will attract the attention of some powerful people, which will definitely bring great hidden dangers.

With a light touch, Xiao Chen instantly passed through the protective cover of the battleship and came to the boundless starry sky. The moment he stepped out of the protective cover, he obviously felt the pressure on his body drop suddenly, and his speed automatically increased by 20%.

There is no air barrier in the universe, and the speed will be much faster than the Kunlun Continent. When the speed in the Kunlun Realm reaches a certain level, it will enter the bottleneck.

Only by escaping into the void can the speed be accelerated a bit, but it is something that even a master-level martial saint can't do if he wants to tear through the void in the Kunlun Realm.

After a little adaptation to the surrounding environment, he held his breath and circulated his true energy for internal circulation. Xiao Chen glanced at the situation ahead.

Cui Hao took the lead, nimbly avoiding the meteorite in the starry sky, and rushed ahead of everyone. The closest to the dozens of bloody flame light clusters, the eyes look quite excited.

"Aojiao, I have wrapped several layers of the throne with mental power, that guy probably won't be able to find it anymore."

"Probably not. If you can still be discovered, the result will be the same whether you get out of the battleship or not."

After some conversations, Xiao Chen was relieved. As for the flame spar, it was not something he urgently needed, so let's fight for it.

Exercising the Thunder Dragon Step under his feet, Xiao Chen's eyes were fixed, and he quickly flashed towards the front. He came first, surpassed a large group of people, and kept pace with Cui Hao.

"Hehe, you lost half a chip to you on land, but if you want to compete with me in the starry sky, it is absolutely impossible for you."

Cui Hao said something in a deep voice to Xiao Chen beside him, and his speed increased by another layer, throwing Xiao Chen away by a long distance.

Hearing Cui Hao's teasing words, Xiao Chen smiled lightly, ignored it, and continued to fly forward at a constant speed.

"Okay, the first flame spar is mine."

With a look of joy on his face, Cui Hao moved towards the long strips of flame spar, and stretched out his hand to grab a flame spar directly.

The true essence rolled, and a flame spar immediately deviated from its original trajectory and flew towards Cui Hao.

The joy on his face gradually increased, and Cui Hao took a step forward, about to hold the flame spar completely.

"Go away, you dare to grab what I, Wang Can, fancy!"

A shout of anger suddenly sounded from a distance, seeing Cui Hao in front of him, a black gas suddenly appeared, sweeping towards him like a long whip.

The flame spar that was about to be handed over was instantly sent flying, and the black true energy continued to sweep towards Cui Hao without diminishing its power.

"Corpse warrior?"

Cui Hao's complexion changed slightly, a scimitar appeared in his hand, and he swung a crescent blade aura, shaking the black aura away.

But the black air didn't disappear immediately, wrapped around the scimitar, and spread downward, like a devil's arm, looking very strange.

With a flash of brilliance, Cui Hao transferred some of his true energy to drive out the black gas from the scimitar.

Looking up, above a black cloud, a dark-complexioned young man was holding a long whip in his hand, looking lifeless.

But the eyes in both eyes were extremely sharp, and when he kicked towards Cui Hao, he felt an unparalleled sharpness.

"Where did the corpse clan fighters come out, at a young age, they actually have the cultivation base of the peak semi-holy."

Cui Hao thought in surprise.

Xiao Chen, who rushed over, grabbed the flame spar that had been split and flew out, and the bloody flame disappeared.

A blood spar the size of a glass bead with a dull color appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed.

Judging from the color and size, one can guess that this flame spar is obviously a defective product.

Glancing at the confronting Cui Hao and the mysterious corpse clan warrior, Xiao Chen turned his gaze to the flame spar that continued to gallop.

With more than a dozen flame spars, one can always find one with an upper-middle quality.

On the throne, Wang Can smiled coldly, leaped into the air, and in a blink of an eye, riding thick dark clouds, he leaped to the front of the large group of flame spars.

The long whip in his hand swept out, and a violent wind swept in, completely disrupting the flying trajectories of more than a dozen flame spars.

Then the long whip was rolled again, and three or four flame crystals were collected in his hands. Looking at Cui Hao who was chasing him, he sneered and pointed at the sky.

Two sarcophagi flashed in the void, blocking Cui Hao one after the other.

The coffin door slammed open, and the terrifying corpse aura overflowed from inside. Two ferocious zombies, wearing thick stone armor, rushed towards Cui Hao.

The full-moon roulette in the body floats above the head, casting a silk-like light curtain. Cui Hao held the scimitar of the waning moon, and slashed heavily on Mo Zhan's chest in front of him.

A dull voice sounded, the knife did not shatter the stone armor on Mo Zang's chest, leaving only a shallow mark, knocking him back ten meters.

The devil behind him took the opportunity to kill him. His five black fingers were as sharp as knives, and they were stuck on the curtain hanging down from the round moon roulette.

To Cui Hao's surprise, the curtain formed by the moonlight failed to block the attack of the zombie, and black corpse aura lingered on its fingertips.

The curtain seemed to be corroded, and it was easily pushed in by that Mozo's fingers. Mozo smiled cruelly, and five fingers grabbed Cui Hao's back.

At this moment, Cui Hao had just repelled the monster zombie in front of him, so he had no time to dodge, if he was caught.

The corpse aura that may contain the will of death on the fingertips will deal a fatal blow to him.

Just when he was terrified, there was a loud noise behind him, and a sole was imprinted on the top of Mo Zang's head, a huge force gushed out, and Mo Zang flew several kilometers downward.

boom!

An interstellar meteorite whizzed over, just hitting Mo Zang's body. The meteorite that came rapidly fell apart and turned into debris, but Mo Zang was not damaged at all.

The corpse was surprisingly powerful, Xiao Chen thought to himself, this devil zombie is more than one grade stronger than the devil zombie refined by the Nether Sect in the sky world.

"Thank you!"

After saving his life, Cui Hao sincerely thanked Xiao Chen, he was a bit careless.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and pointed in front of him, Cui Hao suddenly realized that there was still an unsolved morbidity, now is not the time to say thank you.

With a slight turn of his gaze, in just such a short time, more than a dozen flame crystals have been snatched away by the genius warrior of the corpse clan named Wang Can.

"No, not completely clean."

A solemn look flashed across Xiao Chen's calm face. When the opponent's long whip was about to sweep away the flame spar at the last moment, the flame spar broke free.

A ball of bright lightning burst out suddenly under his feet, Xiao Chen used Thunder Dragon Step with all his strength, raised his feet and jumped, and reached the distance of five kilometers in an instant.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, he held the last flame spar in his hand. The blood flame disappeared, and a spar with a deep color and as delicate as blood appeared in Xiao Chen's hand.

Xiao Chen looked happy, and said: "It's really a high-grade flame spar, it seems that the guess is good."

The few Haotian School disciples who rushed to the vicinity ahead of time but did not dare to act rashly because they were jealous of Wang Can, saw this scene, no doubt they did not look quite envious.

"court death!"

Wang Can was furious, the value of one high-grade flame spar was worth more than all the flame spar he harvested.

The long whip extended infinitely, like a furious black poisonous snake, it slashed towards Xiao Chen viciously.

Holding the flame spar in his left hand, Xiao Chen raised his head slightly, looked at the black long whip that was attacking, and directly stretched out his hand to firmly grasp the long whip in his hand.

On the throne of death, Wang Can couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiao Chen holding on to his long whip, he dared to compare his strength with the corpse warriors, he really overestimated himself.

The hands as hard as iron pulled back violently, and they were about to pull Xiao Chen over.

But at the other end of the long whip, Wang Can felt as if he was pulling a mountain, he didn't move at all, his face was slightly ugly and he asked strangely: "Can't you pull it?"

Xiao Chen sneered, and gently pulled his right hand back, and Wang Can, who was on the throne, was brought up by Teng Kong with a whoosh.

In terms of strength, completely explode the opponent. ()