The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Nie Feng left, only Bu Jingyun and the four of them were fighting.

"I want to take away the dragon veins, it's a delusion!"

Li Feng was furious, and he even broke his arm for the dragon vein dispute this time.

Of course, he didn't dare to have any extravagant hopes for Dragon Mai, because the existence of impermanence meant that Li Feng would not dare to have such a coveted idea.

But if you can recover the dragon veins and use the impermanence of the sky to help yourself rebirth from the broken arm at that time, it will be certain.

"Get out of here!!"

Li Fengdu's poisonous power broke out, and the monstrous poisonous fog rolled and spread, like a magic cloud.

Li Feng, who was furious, was really tyrannical, and the characteristics of Poison Gong were extremely domineering.

Stepping up from the ground, his body is like a mad dragon in the sky, he shot at the three of them.

"Yin Mo Jianzhi!"

The illusory sword shook the world and the earth, no matter it was Li Fengdu still desperate, even Bu Jingyun was locked by this sword.

He and Fengyun have a cooperative relationship, but that was before, at this time the Dragon Vessel dispute involved other interests.

In the face of interests, there is no sentiment at all.

Bu Jingyun obviously understands this. Bu Feihua has never been his friend. It was only because he had a common goal at the beginning that he teamed up and cooperated once.

boom!

The four of them dispersed, each looked at each other, shaking their bodies, chasing Nie Feng away like sharp arrows.

At the same time, in the Life Realm, Yin impermanence blasted out like a divine residence.

This fist slammed through the ground, and the Life Realm opened, and the grasses broke through the soil, swaying from the dense fog, and collapsed straight, and the plants rose from the ground like sharp arrows and shot towards the hero.

The male tyrant flew to the ground, bleeding.

Yin Wuchang was about to start, suddenly paused there, his eyes pierced through the dense fog, and there were countless howls coming from there looming.

The monstrous momentum swept the turbulent waves, and the dense fog was washed away by the vast momentum, and I saw the densely packed Jiuli zombies on the horizon of the earth rushing over.

Even if the number of Jiuli zombies is impermanent, it feels quite tricky. At this moment, there is a whistling sound from the other direction, the whistling sound is continuous, and the earth trembles.

The mid-air roared like ten thousand swords, but a figure of golden armor rushed forward. It was a group of Practitioners wearing golden armor. The armor on their bodies was broken, and some places were even overlooked.

Their eyes were dull, and their expressions leaped numbly.

Everyone's aura is very powerful, strong, but upright, like a great sun.

"What is this again?"

The tyrant became suspicious.

The swift skating in mid-air naturally noticed the Practitioners wearing golden armor, and immediately narrowed their eyes.

"It's the living dead!!"

In the underground palace of West Desert, Bu Fei, who had seen this difficult creature, immediately recognized it.

"Except for Jiuli zombies, why are there these living dead? What are their origins."

With this suspicion, Bu Feifei scanned the armor of the living dead from a distance, and suddenly found the pattern on the golden armor.

"Wait, they are Xuanyuan's subordinates!"

Xuanyuan is the master of the world, and there are masters of various tribes under it. Now, it seems that in the first battle, the masters of Righteous & Evil were killed and injured. Because of the grievance and the influence of the Death battlefield, the tribe of Jiuli revived, and the strangeness became Nine Li zombies.

However, the Practitioners of the Xuanyuan tribe have not changed, but some Practitioners have also changed into the living dead.

As for why the changes between the two tribes are different, this may be related to their martial arts cultivation.

The Practitioners of the Jiuli tribe are obviously Devil Dao and martial arts cultivation. They have a strong sense of resentment, so they have the greatest impact and are the easiest to transform into zombies.

But the Practitioner of the Xuanyuan tribe, with its breath as bright as the sun, and the scorching sun-like breath, turned into a living dead.

Thousands of Jiuli zombies have also turned into corpse tides, but seeing the living dead in Xuanyuan, even the most powerful tyrant and impermanence at this time have a little scalp numb.

"withdraw!!"

Everyone was like a thorn on their backs, and fled here at an accelerated rate.

But Bu Feihua didn't. He stopped on the way to pursue Nie Feng because he was injured too badly, his chest was sunken, and several bones were broken. If he hadn't forcibly sealed the acupoints with Sword Qi, it would be difficult to hold on to the present.

The sky full of Jiuli zombies gathered into a tide of corpses like a sea swept by turbulent waves, and the living dead in Xuanyuan were densely packed like locusts.

Soon they got close together and began a massive killing of each other.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and it was a green ball of light blasting from mid-air.

Bu Feifan yelled and was hit hard in the back.

"Boy, run away at this time! If you can escape, I will accept you as a direct disciple."

Yin Wuchang quickly passed by Bu Huanzhu's side.

At this time, Bu Feihua's whole body's bones crackled, like he was frying beans.

His chest is very itchy, but flesh and blood are growing.

Bu Feifan looked at Yin Wuchang's back, revealing a hint of gratitude.

At that moment of impermanence, the ball of light was healing for him, and his extraordinary chest quickly recovered, the wound healed, the dead skin fell off, and there were no scars.

Everyone is very dangerous at this time.

There are almost Jiuli zombies and Xuanyuan living dead everywhere.

The tribe fought for battle before death, and once again fought together after death.

All of them are immortal existences. Jiuli zombies are incomparable in flesh, while Xuanyuan is alive and dead, with infinite power. It seems that they have preserved some of their minds and can use their martial arts.

This makes the confrontation between the two tribes tend to a certain balance.

The Zifu Sword Maru flew out, stunned the two Jiuli zombies who had jumped, and flew out like a sharp arrow at an extraordinary speed.

But soon, he discovered that he had no way to go, even the road when he came was blocked.

"What should I do? If this goes on, I must be buried here..."

Glancing at the dense and numerous Jiuli zombies and Xuanyuan Living Dead, even Bu Feihua had a tingling scalp.

"Go to that place!"

Suddenly, Bu Feifei seemed to have thought of something, his body broke through the obstacles of several Xuanyuan living dead all the way, and shot directly into the depths of the dense fog.

That is a mountain range, or that natural cave, the tomb of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi.

Bu Feifan walked in.

It was very quiet inside. I don't know if it was because of Xuanyuan's breath, neither the Jiuli Zombie nor the Xuanyuan Living Dead approached here.

"I don't know how long it will take them to retreat..."

This kind of incident should not be a coincidence. According to Bu's extraordinary guess, it should be that every once in a while, the Jiuli Zombie will have such a battle with the living dead of Xuanyuan.

This time, it was just because of everyone, that the battle was brought forward.

"Forget it! I don't know how long to wait, let's go inside first..."

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