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Under the traction of his divine consciousness, Hongling's Qi machine continuously diffused into the air and locked up the heaven and earth. As soon as the purple fire skeleton appeared, he could sense it in an instant. However, this guy, as if evaporated out of thin air, did not flow out a trace of breath.

The youth's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, the purple fire skeleton's strength, some beyond imagination. It is a big threat to Yu Hongling. Now Beiming Tianzhong has isolated him from most of his magic weapons. If the purple fire corpse suddenly goes into trouble, I'm afraid it will bring him great trouble.

"Well, I can't find you if I hide it!" Hongling snorted coldly, her pupils locked, and a flash of dark golden light flashed through her eyes.

Innumerable tiny electric arcs are constantly generated in the void, beeping. These arc, slowly into the void, formed a strong sky net. Hongling's divine sense, attached to this big net, tries to capture the breath of purple fire skeleton.

"Well? Hidden in the void? " Hong Ling grinned. The cunning degree of the purple fire corpse is far beyond imagination. What is puzzling is, how can such a mummy without a head have such a strong consciousness?

Hum, the sword in his hand under the blessing of his Qi, broke out a strong sound of sword chanting. With a wave of her hand, Hong Ling released a terrible sword. The target of his sword is the purple fire corpse which is constantly swallowing up the corpse Qi in the void. This guy is swallowing corpse Qi, strengthening himself, trying to give him a fatal blow.

However, with the dark golden thunder as the net, Hongling caught its position in an instant. At this time, he made a full effort to raise the power of sword Qi to the extreme. Purple fire corpse is strong, but he Hongling is not easy to bully. He is also in the realm of refining God, and he will not be afraid of anyone or monster. Hiss, the sword Qi cuts open the void and throws at the purple fire corpse which is continuously swallowing the corpse gas.

The purple fire corpse suddenly stops, swallowing the corpse gas, two dry ghost claws look forward. It has just suffered the terrible blow of Hongling, and a ferocious crack still remains on one hand. At this time, the two ghost claws suddenly congealed with a violent purple soul fire.

Bang, the soul fire and the sword Qi collide, and in an instant, it breaks the gloomy corpse gas around the body of purple fire corpse. In an instant, the void opened, revealing the purple fire corpse in it. Its body, is wrapped by a dark golden thunder, thunderbolt blows out wisps of black corpse gas.

Roar! There was a roar of anger from the body of purple fire. The fury of the sound wave, let Hongling's Qi machine for one shock. This guy just got hurt by his powerful sword. At this time, he became more furious. However, Hong Ling was not afraid of it. A simple alchemy also virtual corpse, no matter how strong, but also strong limited, he has the confidence to erase it on the spot.

The corpse slowly came down from the void. Behind it, the void slowly gathered a whirlpool. Hum, a white bone blade appears from the void and emits terrible Dao Qi. The purple fire corpse grabs the bone blade, and there is a raging soul fire on his body, which is wrapped up.

A powerful and terrifying corpse Qi is constantly giving birth to the long Dao, which is integrated with the bright blade. Zihuo corpse roared, his body flashed, and he chopped at Hongling with a knife. This knife, sharp and violent. The force of terror brings a gust of wind between heaven and earth.

Hong Ling frowned, some dignified looking at the purple fire corpse in the hands of the bone blade long knife. This guy can even use a knife. It's beyond imagination. He took a long sword in his hand and wiped it on it. Bang, a blazing dark golden thunder fire was burning on it.

The boy stepped on the quicksand and swept away towards the corpse. Within the long sword, the sharp sword will slowly blend into the thunder and fire of the wilderness, and condense it into a terrible flame sword. One person, one corpse, one close, then the swords face each other.

Keng, the deafening sound of swords and swords, reverberates in the sky above the northern Ming sky tomb. Hongling's body was shaken by the purple fire corpse, and his heel plowed a deep gully on the ground. The purple fire corpse was also not good. It was directly shaken by Hongling's fierce real Qi and smashed into a coral reef.

Hum, Hong Ling snorted coldly, flashed again, and swept towards the corpse. He didn't believe it. He couldn't get a walking corpse of purple soul fire. The corpse was more furious than before. It roared, and the bone blade in his hand flashed out with it again.

Bursts of bright sparks, constantly flashing bright. It was the spark produced by the confrontation between Hongling and zihuo's corpse. The bone blade was made from the bones of some living creature. It was able to fight with a ground level magic weapon without breaking, which shocked Hongling secretly.

He knew that in the very distant ancient times, there was a time when friars used various biological bones to make weapons. Is this bone blade in the hands of purple fire corpse a product of that era? He was not sure, but doubted. If this is the case, then it is not impossible to infer the time point of its establishment.

However, this is not the time to discuss these things. Hongling beat the corpse of purple fire again and coldly watched it climb up. At this time, the youth did not want to waste any more time, because the whole blood rose in addition to him, the rest of the people have solved their opponents, into the northern hell Tianzhong.He snorted coldly, and his mind moved. In an instant, he awakened the blood of the dragon in his body. The scales on his chest burst out in an instant a dark golden streamer, spreading towards his limbs. A piece of flashing dark gold metal streamer dragon scales, under the shadow of streamer, slowly covering the young body.

Ang!

Young people roar up to the sky, rolling dragon power, full of this piece of heaven and earth. His body, countless dark gold thunder, constantly free. In his eyes, the fire of the end of the world was burning, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth poured into his body. It was like a storm of spiritual power fluctuations that made him look like a critical God.

Boom, Hong Ling body flash, like a swift lightning, break through the air barrier, toward the purple fire corpse. The sword in his hand is filled with terrible Qi. Click, crack, white crack, spread on the sword. Obviously, with the use of Longhua state, ordinary ground level magic tools have been difficult to carry his Qi.

However, Hong Ling is not very worried. As long as the purple fire corpse is killed, he can still use other magic weapons on his body in the future. At this time, he suddenly approached the purple fire corpse who had just got up, and the sword darted towards its chest.

The walking corpse's reaction is extremely quick, in an instant will bone blade a horizontal, block in front of the chest. The fierce purple soul fire is burning wantonly on the bone blade. The corpse gas in the sky is constantly pouring into it, which gives birth to a solid and incomparable barrier of corpse gas. Obviously, sensing Hongling's terrible sword, even the purple fire corpse can only choose defense, and dare not fight back.

However, this kind of defense, in front of Hongling of Longhua, is no different from paper paste. Bang, Hong Ling's sword directly smashed the barrier and stabbed it on the bone blade. Click, crack, crack, with the blade as the center, spread over the bone blade.

The walking corpse tries to send the corpse air into the bone blade. It seems to understand that once the bone blade is broken, it will not have a good end. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, a mere God of refining still virtual dead sea corpse, how can it be!

Bang, the bone blade broke in an instant, and the sword in Hong Ling's hand was also broken. However, at the moment when the sword was broken, his pupil was locked, which gave birth to countless sword meanings in the void. With his random move, these broken pieces of magic tools were gathered in his palm and eroded by his sword.

Hum, a strong sense of sword, these pieces of magic weapons become incomparable terror. Hongling threw it casually, and the fragments in the palm shot out in an instant and hit the corpse. Pooh, these sharp fragments are nailed into the limbs of the corpse, and the violent sword meaning attached to them completely blocks the running route of the corpse gas inside the corpse.

Roar, the corpse roared wildly. Obviously, the damage caused by these pieces of magic weapon is very serious. The black and sombre smell of corpse diffused from all its limbs. It seems to be locked in place by an indescribable force, unable to move.

Hong Ling stepped on the ground fiercely, stepping out of a huge crater. His body suddenly shot out, on the dragon's claws, there was a terrible thunder fire. The whole body of the youth's air engine, all gathered in the flame. This time, he is going to use all his strength to wipe out the annoying purple fire corpse completely.

Purple fire corpse constantly roaring, there is a strong purple fire surging in the body, will seal the Qi machine of the magic pieces, bit by bit out of the body. However, in the moment when it completely cleared away the fragments of the magic weapon, Hongling's Dragon claws had come to its body. There was no time to react. The corpse gathered the corpse's Qi, condensed on the right paw, and went towards the dragon claw bombarded by Hongling.

Bang, ghost claw Pu a contact with the dragon claw, in an instant will collapse, into nothingness. Hongling's dragon claw is not reduced, and it is blasted hard in the chest of the corpse, which will be punctured. He grabs, pulls, will a purple thick remnant soul, slowly draws out from the corpse's body.

It was like the soul condensed by purple plasma. At this time, the body was constantly changing, trying to escape. But on Hongling's Dragon claws, there was a wild thunder and fire spreading, which completely locked the body of the remnant soul. Hongling looked at the roaring ghost, and a flash of fire flashed in his eyes. In a flash, a blazing fire burst out of his palm, burning the remnant soul.

Gaya! The remnant soul kept roaring and roaring, just like the scream of a spider burned by fire before dying, which made people hear a burst of scalp numbness. Hongling let it struggle, hands of the flame does not reduce the power. Soon, the roaring ghost, only a purple soul bead, floating quietly in the void. The headless corpse disappeared at the moment when the remnant soul fell.

Hongling took off the purple soul bead and put it into the space ring. She felt her own breath and found that the power from the tomb of the northern underworld had disappeared. At this time, he once again established contact with the magic weapons such as the Yan Huang emperor mirror. With a long sigh of relief, the young man walked towards the inner part of the tomb of the northern dead. He killed the corpse of zihuo, then he passed the border, so there was no other corpse to stop him.

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