Chapter 611 Nangong Tian Appears Again

Lu Jin and the others all looked solemn, exuding a strong aura, like an indestructible wall.

However, surprisingly, Song Chong himself had no intention of staying, and he didn't even turn his head. His body shook and instantly turned into a stream of light, escaping into the distance at an astonishing speed.

That look was like a rabbit being chased by a hungry wolf, panicking and not knowing where to go.

Not only that, the several refining virtual beings with Song Chong were also in a worrying situation at this time.

The three of them were also in a mess, with torn clothes on their bodies, looking very embarrassed.

"Let's go!"

The move of the old man of the corpse vein also made them completely give up the idea of ​​​​fighting for inheritance, and they left this place quickly one by one.

"Humph!"

The gray-clothed old man didn't care about the intentions of several people, but just let the corpse zombies chase them at will.

Then he came to the old man crying Buddha and looked at the body of the old man crying Buddha.

"Really, it's a good material."

The old man's eyes were fascinated, as if he was admiring some peerless jade.

"Ong~"

There was only a dull sound.

Then, just as the old man raised his hand to collect the body of the weeping Buddha, an unexpected change happened again.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a black shadow rushed over like lightning.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a flying halberd flashing with cold light that suddenly appeared.

This flying halberd seemed to have its own consciousness, stabbing at the old man with lightning speed.

Before the gray-robed old man could react.

I saw that the flying halberd had accurately inserted into the old man's body.

"Puff!"

Under the powerful inertia, the flying halberd was unstoppable and instantly pierced through half of the gray-robed old man's body, and blood splattered.

For a moment, the scene became bloody.

"Who is it!"

The old man did not react either. He did not expect that there were other refining masters hiding here.

"I didn't expect that you, an old ghost, would show up in the end and help this city lord drive away these annoying flies."

This familiar yet strange voice came, and it was Nangong Tian, ​​who was beaten by Xiao Tianlong before and whose life or death was unknown.

Nangong Tian at this moment.

He was wearing a blue and white robe, and there was no sign of injury on his body.

"Disgusting thing."

"Dangxie let you escape the net, and now you dare to show up."

Nangong Tian was like a ghost, and his figure quickly pressed towards the old man step by step.

Every step he took was accompanied by an invisible pressure, which made the air around him seem to solidify.

At this moment, Nangong Tian's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

As he opened his red lips slightly, a cold word squeezed out from his teeth: "Old thing, today is the day you die!"

After saying that.

He suddenly raised his right hand and spread his five fingers. The flying halberd that was originally galloping away seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, and flew back at lightning speed and fell steadily into his palm.

Looking at the gray-robed old man again, his face was full of anger at this moment, half kneeling on the ground, and his body was shaking constantly because of anger and severe pain.

His body was shining with dazzling light, and the divine source surged out like a tide, constantly flowing to the lower body part pierced by the flying halberd, trying to repair the terrible injury.

However.

Everything was in vain.

The flying halberd in Nangong Tian's hand was by no means an ordinary thing. The wound it caused had a very domineering power left.

This power was like a ferocious venomous snake, entrenched near the wound, preventing the healing of flesh and blood.

No matter how the old man mobilized the divine source to drive and suppress this power, it never moved, but instead eroded the old man's body more and more wildly.

As time went by, the old man's face became paler and paler, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Nangong Tian, ​​how about a deal?"

The gray-clothed old man said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with a hint of haze.

"I only want the body of the Weeping Buddha Patriarch, and the rest... you can take it away."

As the gray-clothed old man spoke, he supported his body with difficulty with his cane in his hand. He was panting, his face was as pale as paper, and it was obvious that the injury made him feel uncomfortable.

However, Nangong Tian sneered at his proposal.

He only saw him squinting at the gray-robed old man and said coldly: "You are a worm... and you are worthy of trading with me!"

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Tian flashed and came to the old man in an instant.

In the blink of an eye.

Nangong Tian raised the flying halberd in his hand without hesitation and slashed it fiercely at the gray-clothed old man! There was a loud noise "boom~", and the flying halberd came with a fierce momentum.

"Nangong Tian, ​​you are looking for death!"

The gray-clothed old man shouted angrily when he saw this.

He tried his best to mobilize the evil spirits around him, trying to resist Nangong Tian's fatal blow.

At the same time, under the cover of the rest of the corpse qi, a large number of corpses emerged from all directions, and they flew towards Nangong Tian with their fangs and claws.

Faced with so many and fierce corpses, Nangong Tian showed disdain.

He shook his wrist.

The flying halberd in his hand drew a gorgeous arc in the air, and then swept across violently, slashing at those corpses again!

The flying halberd burst out with terrifying sharpness, and it easily split the zombies one by one like cutting tofu. They were torn into pieces before they could even scream.

After the attack.

The flying halberd continued to rush forward with its remaining power, directly aiming for the heart of the gray-robed old man.

Seeing that it was about to hit the target, the gray-robed old man hurriedly mobilized the last divine source in his body, trying to build a layer of defense barrier to resist the attack.

However, all this was completed in an instant. Nangong Tian's flying halberd broke through the barrier like a dead tree and rotten wood, and pierced the old man's chest mercilessly.

Blood splattered, and the gray-robed old man screamed miserably.

"Ah!!"

The scream came from the gray-robed old man's mouth, and then the gray-robed old man's eyes became fierce, and the corpse evil spirit in his body burst out, directly surrounding Nangong Tian.

"Nangong Tian, ​​are you really going to kill them all!!!!"

Nangong Tian's eyes were cold and ruthless. He ignored the old man's plea and took back the flying halberd, and then thrust it fiercely.

Only this time.

The seemingly powerful flying halberd was caught by a dry hand.

"Hmm?"

Nangong Tian hesitated, and then a corpse surrounded by silver light slowly appeared in the evil spirit.

"The realm of refining emptiness and enlightenment is really terrifying."

"Fortunately, your divine source is isolated here!"

The voice was still the voice of the gray-robed old man, but the source of the voice became the silver-armored corpse in front of him.