Chapter 860: Survive From Despair

Chapter 860 Survival from Despair

"I guessed it right! Is it only tens of thousands?"

Staring coldly at the tens of thousands of bloody corpses in the bloody sea of ​​burial, Ling Tian's eyes were cold, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his stern face.

Obviously, this is completely incomparable with the Corpse Ancestor at his peak.

Legend has it recorded in ancient classics that the Corpse Ancestor was dispatched, followed by millions of bloody corpses, the heavens were mighty, and the Yin soldiers shook the sky.

Such a momentum was scary just to hear it, but compared to what they saw at this moment, it was just the tip of the iceberg, not even one ten thousandth of it.

"Don't panic, everyone! His current strength is very low. He can only summon tens of thousands of blood corpse puppets. As long as we work together, we will definitely win."

Taoist Priest Tianfeng gave a loud shout, which stabilized the morale of the soldiers.

Meng Tianzheng was not here at the moment, and he was the backbone. His words instantly calmed the anxious hearts of everyone present.

"You son of a bitch, I'll give you a knife."

An angry curse came from the crowd, and when everyone looked around, they saw an angry Ye Wuhen slashing into the void with his sword.

The two previous defeats had already aroused the anger in his heart. Seeing that he was the first to take action, the others responded one after another.

"This is the catastrophe that has plagued Butian Pavilion for tens of thousands of years. We should deal with it. We can't let the world look down upon us. Let's all fight together."

With a loud shout, tens of thousands of Butian Pavilion disciples immediately heard the sound and rushed out.

In an instant, a big battle began, with tens of thousands of blood corpses fighting against tens of thousands of Butian Pavilion disciples.

The three hundred elders of Zhaixinglou used the sky-protecting formation to stabilize and guard the sacred mountain. The most important thing was to protect Linglong.

Nowadays, the evenly matched situation can be created because Linglong is still safe. Once something happens to her and she is robbed by the Corpse Ancestor, the result will be one-sided.

"Hmph, ants are ants after all. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the outcome of destruction."

Looking at the people of Butian Pavilion who were fighting back as if on the verge of death, Corpse Ancestor showed a playful smile on his face.

He enjoyed the fear of his prey before it died. While playing with it, he admired the bloody scenery, which was particularly charming.

A big battle broke out. Ye Wuhen slashed with his sword and fought with the Corpse Ancestor. However, the disparity in strength caused him to retreat continuously.

Fortunately, Taoist Master Tianfeng took action in time, and the two of them could barely cope with it.

Of course, if the Corpse Ancestor did not allocate part of his strength to open the bloody barrier, the situation might become one-sided.

Corpse Ancestor looked at Linglong greedily while facing Ye Wuhen and Taoist Master Tianfeng.

From the beginning to the end, he never took his eyes away from Linglong.

A bloody hand swept across the space, forcing the two of them back. When everyone was locked in a fight, he knew that his chance had come.

"Hey, the cause in the past is the result today! Let's understand it."

Suddenly, a pair of bloody hands stretched out from the void. This time... his target was very clear, which was Linglong.

However, Ye Wuhen and Taoist Priest Tianfeng were restrained by another bloody hand and could not escape at all.

"retreat!"

Gu Sanqiu yelled angrily and the peak power of the Sacrifice burst out instantly, trying to beat Linglong back to the Zixia Dojo. Three hundred elders formed a formation to try to block the attack.

But after all, they are just at the peak of the sacrifice. Before taking that step, they have no ability to fight against the Corpse Ancestor, even the simplest attack.

boom……

The violent sound shook the sky, and the formation was instantly broken. The bloody hand stretched out across the barrier and appeared in front of Lin Qingzhu.

Lin Qingzhu's cold eyes showed a resolute intention to die.

Under her own eyes, she would not allow anyone to harm Linglong unless she died.

In an instant... the Zhuxian Sword appeared in his hand. Lin Qingzhu pushed Linglong towards Yaya and told her: "Take her away! Hurry..."

There is no unnecessary explanation. The Zhuxian in his hand emits the ultimate light, which is the precursor of the outbreak of the Caozi Sword Technique.

And this sword is the most spicy among the grass-shaped swords, and it is also the sword that leaves no room for anything.

Grass three!

A life for a life.

She had no choice. Facing the Corpse Ancestor, any gorgeous moves would not work. Only this sword was her biggest reliance.

The disparity in strength was too great, and she knew very well that this sword might not be useful, but the current situation no longer allowed her to think, so she could only fight.

Even if it only causes slight trauma to the other party, it is enough.

"Senior sister!"

Cao San took action, and at that moment... Linglong's eyes suddenly changed. No one knew better than her what the consequences of this sword would be.

The demon sleeping in his heart seemed to be awakening, and the violent energy emanating from his body was so cold that it made people suffocate.

Yaya felt desperate, she didn't know what to do, her master was not here, so she could only listen to her senior sister's words.

Seeing that Linglong was about to lose control, she had no choice but to take Linglong away.

"Leave? You can't leave, haha..."

Corpse Ancestor had been watching all this coldly, completely ignoring Lin Qingzhu's sword energy and heading straight towards Linglong.

In his eyes, Lin Qingzhu is just an ant, why should he take it lightly.

And although the sword technique she issued was a bit weird, it didn't make him feel in danger.

Seeing that the other party despised her so much and even ignored her, Lin Qingzhu was overjoyed because the disparity in strength gave her a chance.

No one knows the horror of the third sword better than her. Often your carelessness will cost you a heavy price.

Seeing that bloody hand stretched out, Lin Qingzhu activated it instantly. At that moment... the color of the world changed, and the twisted void seemed to be trapped in a time trap and the adversity of reincarnation.

"What!"

This sudden change shocked the Corpse Ancestor. He could clearly feel that his blood was passing quickly.

"Damn..."

As soon as they met, bursts of stinging pains were felt on the bloody hands. Millions of grass and trees flew across the river, flying through the countercurrent, almost cutting off his entire arm.

At this moment, no matter how crazy he was, he should have realized that something was wrong.

However, the huge gap in strength greatly reduced the power of Lin Qingzhu's sword, and it did not seriously damage him.

I saw him grabbing it with his backhand, and the powerful force instantly broke through the sword.

"puff……"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Qingzhu was knocked away.

The injured corpse ancestor was so angry that he didn't give her a chance to fight back, and hit her with another palm.

Everyone witnessed all this with their own eyes, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

"No!"

Linglong's red eyes were filled with blood-red evil aura. It was obvious that once that palm was struck, the next second... the world would be overturned.

At this critical moment, a white aurora rushed towards Zixia Mountain.

"puff……"

In just one breath, Corpse Ancestor's bloody hand was pierced directly by a strange sword, and the blood instantly dyed the sky red.

"How can this be."

Corpse Ancestor was instantly shocked. His bloody hand, which had strong defensive power, was penetrated in just an instant.

who is it?

Meng Tianzheng?

Shouldn't he be on the other side of the sea at the moment? How could he appear here?

Not only Corpse Ancestor, but everyone present was frightened by this sudden change.

Obviously, the sword that penetrated the corpse ancestor was not an ordinary sword. An ordinary fairy sword could not hurt him at all, let alone cause such a huge injury.

As the white light circulated, it returned to the mountain. Within a moment, there was a loud bang, and a person walked out of the ruins.