Chapter 539

The six elders smiled sadly. He hurt the old seven, but he didn't understand that the magic mosquito was clearly on him. How could he attack the old seven at the same time?

But he could no longer get the answer to this question. The whole person withered like shrinking in an instant. He was black and completely lost consciousness. He just stared at him with unwilling eyes.

"Old six, is that you? What's going on?"

The five elders appeared in front of their corpses like ghosts. Their eyes finally showed a sad color, mixed with a trace of unspeakable fear.

How long have we been apart? I didn't expect that in the twinkling of an eye, heaven and man will be separated forever. My lips trembled twice. The five elders whispered, "don't worry, old six and seven, I'll break the boy into pieces and avenge you. Wait for me and I'll take you back."

With that, the five elders squatted down and were about to pick up their bodies. Suddenly, the red light flashed, and the magic mosquito jumped on the five elders like lightning from under the six elders.

"Hum, evil animal, I have no way to think of Yin."

The five elders who seemed unprepared suddenly reached out and grabbed the magic mosquito. There was a layer of magic light on their palms. Watching the magic mosquito struggling desperately in his hands, the five elders showed their satisfaction, He laughed and said, "I really thought I didn't know you were hiding under Lao Liu's body? Unfortunately, animals are animals, and their IQ is still not good. Don't you know that the life Gu in my body can sense your existence? Ha ha!"

"It's too early for you to be happy."

A faint voice suddenly sounded in his ear. The startled five elders Huoran raised his head, looked left and right, but there was no one. Suddenly he was creepy and shouted, "who, come out for me, don't play tricks here."

"It's me!"

A red light suddenly came out of the seven elders and shot at the five elders quickly.

The fifth elder showed a strange smile on his face: "although I don't know how you are invisible, do you think such tricks will really work?"

While talking, the five elders' idle left hand grabbed the incoming magic mosquitoes like lightning and laughed wildly: "Ding Ning, seeing the body of old six and seven, I guess you have two spirit Gu kings. I didn't expect it to be true. Ha ha, I want to thank you."

"You return my spirit poison king!"

Ding Ning roared angrily, suddenly showed his body and punched the five elders.

The five elders laughed happily and gathered all their strength to meet Ding Ning on their fists, but suddenly found a smile on Ding Ning's face.

He felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He was about to get out of the illness, but suddenly he felt a pain in his neck and his vitality began to pass quickly.

The five elders looked incredulous: "unexpectedly... Unexpectedly... There is another..."

Ding Ning looked at him piteously and sighed: "there may be three if there are two. If you don't put away the spiritual shield, another 100 may not hurt you."

The five elders showed a sudden look, smiled miserably and said, "so you deliberately appeared to attack me, which is to force me to gather my spiritual power on my fist, so that the third one can take the opportunity to attack me, i... I don't die unjustly!"

With that, the five elders began to shrink crazily and wither into a corpse in an instant. The speed is amazing. After all, these are three magic mosquitoes sucking blood at the same time.

"Hey, if you're at the peak of tianwu, the magic mosquito really can't help you. Unfortunately, you're just a late tianwu."

Ding Ning said faintly, but the five elders couldn't hear it anymore.

In the late days of tianwu, only 75% of the true Qi was converted into spiritual power. Therefore, during the battle, the amount of spiritual Qi was not enough. The formed spiritual shield could only cover most of the body, but could not cover the whole body, so that the magic mosquito found a flaw.

Once we reach the peak of tianwu, the true Qi of the warrior is completely transformed into spiritual power, which can be attacked and defended, and the magic mosquito can no longer talk.

Ding Ning looked at the three mummies, and his eyes showed pity. It was not what he wanted to kill, but if people wanted to kill him, he couldn't wait to die, but the mummies looked a little too miserable.

"Send you to die. I hope you will be a good man in your next life!"

Ding Ning sighed softly. When the magic mosquito ate all the insects on them, the light in his hand flickered. For the first time, he used the dead talisman, and the three talismans were patted on the three mummies.

Three empty shadows with dull eyes floated away, rising higher and higher, and dissipated in the air.

Death? Is there really a past life? Ding Ning looked at the dissipated soul and his eyes were full of confusion.

When he came to the body of the eight elders and sent him to death, he piled the four mummies together and crossed them out with corpse melting water. In the twinkling of an eye, the four fresh lives became a stream of pus and disappeared in the world forever.

"Corpse water? What a poisonous boy!"

An angry voice came from afar, but Ding Ning was not surprised. As soon as the group approached 100 meters, he noticed it, but he couldn't run and wanted to buy time for Luo Zhicheng to ask for help.

Looking at the six elders surrounded by two tianwu peaks and four tianwu later stages, Ding Ning's face remained unchanged, but his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Especially the old man with a sarcophagus on his back exudes a dangerous smell that makes him palpitation. He is a strong man who may break through Zhenwu at any time.

"You killed my grandson?"

Zhaiying stared at Ding Ning in a gloomy way. The voice squeezed out of his throat was like the friction of pig iron, which made people's scalp numb.

"Your grandson? Who is it?"

Ding Ning asked innocently. He wanted to talk more nonsense and delay time for a while.

Unfortunately, Zhaiying didn't give him any chance at all. With a sneer, he stretched out his hand to open the lid of the sarcophagus and said in his mouth, "go and harvest fresh flesh and blood."

In Ding Ning's horror, a zombie with iron gray skin and golden hair on his limbs sat up from the coffin, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his muddy eyes looked like dead fish.

Bang!

The zombie jumped out of thin air, more than three meters high, landed steadily on the ground, opened his mouth and exposed two tusks. He pushed his feet hard and rushed to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning felt dizzy and almost fainted by the corpse gas from his mouth. He stopped breathing and hit the corpse in the face.

When.

The fist hit the Zombie's face firmly, but it was like hitting the giant clock. Ding Ning's arm was numb and his fist bone hurt.

The zombie was unharmed, but was shocked and retreated a few steps. Then he kicked hard under his feet and rushed at him again.

It's so hard. Ding Ning has tempered his body and feels that his body strength is hard enough, but it seems to be a lot worse than zombies.

I want to see how hard you are. Ding Ning stretched out his hand, took out the silver sword and cut the zombie hard.

"Zheng!"

As a result, Ding Ning was shocked. It was really hard. The Taidao, which was much sharper than the general blade, was cut on the zombie. Unexpectedly, there was only a shallow white scratch.

The zombie continued to rush fearlessly. Ding Ning hardened his scalp and kept chopping it back. What depressed him most was that the zombie was still very slow at first. After all, his joints were very stiff.

But as the battle went on, its stiff joints became more and more flexible. For a moment, Ding Ning was in a hurry and kept retreating.

Wu Liduo frowned, gathered around Zhaiying and whispered, "it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We'd better make a quick decision. Take this boy and retreat."

"Don't worry. Now that my golden corpse has shot, it can't return empty handed. If we intervene casually, it will be unhappy."

Wu Lido didn't look at Wu Lido and said calmly.

Wu Lido almost didn't spit out his old blood. Isn't NIMA a a zombie without any wisdom? Not happy yet? I'm not happy with your sister.

Patience admonished: "this is Yanjing. If it takes a long time, if it is found by the imperial palace..."

"I know well. Don't say any more. You're also the old leader of the Witch and demon sect. Isn't it natural to avenge your disciples? It's reasonable for you to come to the national scholar's house. What's to be afraid of. Besides, a mere yellow haired boy wants so many of us to siege. You're also kind to say it."

Zhaiying was displeased and scolded impatiently.

The reason was so strong that Wu Lido's face turned red and his mouth opened for a long time.

In my heart, I greeted the women of the 18th generation of the ancestors of yingzhai. You are a corpse. The big deal is a corpse and a life. But I'm afraid. All the top leaders of the Witch and demon sect are here. If you hang up, it's tantamount to destroying the sect.

Others are also full of resentment, but the strong in the ancient martial world are respected. Zhaiying relies on the corpse driving sect. They really can't afford to offend. Zhaiying wants to be in the limelight and insists on not willing to siege. They have no way but to draw a circle silently in their hearts and curse the corpse driving sect.

But I don't know Zhaiying. At the moment, although the clouds are light and the wind is light on the surface, I'm actually playing drums in my heart, and my calf and stomach are turning all the time.

But he said something about suffering. The old Chixia monster's command still echoed in his ear: "you must lead out the people in the imperial palace before you can retreat, otherwise, your corpse driving sect will wait to kill the door."

Compared with the Imperial Palace, Zhaiying is undoubtedly more afraid of the saint doctor sect. After all, the imperial palace is a reasonable organization to maintain order, and the saint doctor sect is not reasonable at all. You can kill the corpse driving sect by looking for an excuse.

The two evils are the lesser of the two. Therefore, even if Zhaiying is afraid at the moment, he can only be a villain, control the zombies, delay time, and wait for the people from the imperial palace to come before he listens to his fate.

This disaster was caused by him. It's better to leave his life here than to kill the corpse driving sect. Of course, the imperial palace is a reasonable place, and he still has great hope to retreat.

Although the Zombie's flesh is strong, Ding Ning's flesh is not bad. In addition, the Zombie's attack means are single, so it's a few times back and forth, which can't pose any threat to him at all,

Although he wondered whether these guys were holding their own identity and unwilling to siege, or there were other intrigues, he was happy to fight with zombies to delay time and wait for the arrival of reinforcements. Otherwise, these people really don't have the cheek to siege themselves. I'm afraid they will be blasted into slag if they don't have time to use their cards.

Yan Guitang, the old Chixia monster who always stood by the window, whispered in a low voice: "almost."

Yan Tong looked at the master blankly. Just about to ask, the figure of old Chixia monster flashed and disappeared in place.

"Master, where are you going?"

Yan Tong was shocked. After shouting, he didn't get any response. His eyebrows were full of confusion. Didn't he say temptation? Do you have to go out and test yourself?

In the hall of the imperial residence in Yanshan, two dying old men, one tall and one short, sat cross legged on two futons and looked at each other, The tall old man on the right bowed to the three fanatical figures standing in front of him and said angrily: "break the army, seven killings and greedy wolves. Even two small sects dare to ignore the majesty of our scholar's government and make trouble in Yanjing in violation of the peace agreement. Go and teach them enough lessons to let those guys have a long memory!"