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Sensing the growing spirit of all the magic weapons, a trace of worry flashed in Hongling's eyes. Nowadays, except for the Dementor bell which has entered the realm of sacred objects, the rest of the magic weapons are still at the level of heaven level. But at this time, the phagocytic property of the sky eroding demon mine broke out in the northern hell Tianzhong, constantly absorbing the corpse Qi of the sky. I don't know whether it will lead to something unknown.

Once these magic weapons are promoted to holy ones, they will definitely cause great changes. At that time, I'm afraid it will disturb the corpses sleeping in the grave. In Hongling's current state, it's very hard to support Xia Yan alone. If they have to fight with these corpses, they will be very passive.

Now, however, he couldn't think of any other way. He could only go step by step. All the magic weapons were released by him, and he tried his best to absorb the body Qi. This corpse Qi is also a rare creation for these magic weapons. If you use it properly, you can naturally gain great benefits.

What Hong Ling wanted to do at this time was to promote the sad sword into a sacred weapon. It's a pity that the God of sorrow is born with the posture of emperor's weapon. Compared with other magic weapons, it's more difficult to promote. Rao is to absorb the massive corpse gas, the God of sorrow still failed to touch the critical point of promotion.

This makes Hong Ling very speechless. He never thought that the God of sorrow was so powerful. Even the corpse Qi in Beiming Tianzhong is very limited for its promotion. However, because of this, he paid more and more attention to the sword.

Hum, bound on the chain of God, constantly surging up a wisp of strong pressure. In Hongling's perception, this magic weapon has reached the limit of heaven level. It seems that it only needs an opportunity to break through and become a sacred weapon. He pondered for a while, then bit his middle finger and threw out a drop of blood essence.

As soon as this powerful blood appeared, it immediately sent out a terrible pressure over the sky tombs of the northern underworld. Under the blessing of Yan Huang emperor mirror, the power of this drop of blood has reached the level of holy land. At this time, Hongling put it into the lock of God binding, which naturally became a powerful help to break down the barrier of Tianjie magic weapon.

Boom, the terrible pressure, spread from the shackles of God. The fury breath of sacred utensils was born on it and scattered a corpse. Hong Ling and others looked at the chain that burst into the sky, and saw its constant division and transformation. They crushed all the corpse gas around the heads of the people, and a little surprise flashed in their eyes.

At this time, the God of bondage became a sacred weapon, which undoubtedly relieved the pressure of the four. But Hong Ling frowned at this time. He felt that with the promotion of the God of bondage, those corpses who were still sleeping seemed to be awakened. The chains of bondage had previously devoured the flesh and blood of several holy places, and it was reasonable to give priority to promotion at this time.

However, among the tombs of the northern underworld, a sacred vessel seems to have little effect. For a whole hour, the God of bondage was devouring the spiritual power falling from the void. Even the corpse gas that had been shaken by it had not been let go. But these, seem to be unable to satisfy its promotion demand. A strong will to hunger came from the chain.

Hongling thought about it and took out Kun steel and tianero demon mine from the space ring. He threw it into the air for the fetishism to devour. Each sacred relic is a monster with an amazing amount of food. When it is promoted, the Kungang and tianero demon mines needed can eat the family established by a strong man in the holy land.

Fortunately, Hong Ling's wealth is rich, but she can still afford it. It was not difficult for him to have just a few sacred objects. At this time, the fetishism chain was promoted. The Kun steel he had smelted and the tianero demon mine were consumed almost one tenth. This made him heartache. He didn't know how to save some food at all.

However, to think so, he still gnawed his teeth, endured the impulse to curse, and slowly cultivated the shackles of God. Until the chain no longer has the desire to swallow, Hongling this will call back. After the fetishism chain was promoted to sacristy, it changed dramatically.

It is no longer a chain that looks very rough, but more like a dark red rope, which is covered with countless mysterious charms. With a quick move, Hongling tied the God like a dragon on the sea. It split in an instant, like a lotus in full bloom, protecting people in the center.

Hum, dark red barrier, in the lotus slowly open, will protect all people. Hongling stretched out his hand and pressed it on the barrier, carefully sensing the strength of the barrier. For a long time, he was satisfied with putting down his hand. The barrier formed by this chain, because it has reached the sacristy, is stronger than the barrier that he tries his best to activate the illusions of the God of sorrow.

With the protection of the sacred instrument of binding God, Hong Ling's pressure was relieved. Although the cost of sacristy is more terrible than that of celestial level magic weapons, it is better than being distracted to maintain several heavenly level magic weapons. He put away other unused celestial level magic tools and gave the fetishism chain to Xia Rong. As a man, we should give priority to women. As for that day's eroding cloak, he gave it to Wang Dazhui.

They rest for a while and continue to climb to the top of the tomb of the northern dead. Only by finding access to the tomb can they have a short rest. With the appearance of the fetishism chain, the four people's steps accelerated a lot, constantly bypassing one side of the stone tablet, moving towards the top quickly.

However, soon, Hong Ling and others found that it was wrong. Because I don't know when, they have come across ghost attack wall. They have passed the same tombstone many times, but they always come back. At this time, four people stand in front of a huge tombstone, eyes full of dignified color. Obviously, before returning to the tombstone many times, it was the one buried under the tombstone that made the move."Hong Ling, what shall we do?" Xia Yan some worried asked, although she tried to cover up, but Hongling or sensed her fear.

The young man pondered for a while, and with a move, the sad sword suddenly split into illusions and shot towards the stone tablet. Although he didn't want to fight with some of the terror in the northern hell Tianzhong, he Hongling was not easy to be provoked if the other side deliberately made trouble.

Bang, the whole tombstone was suddenly crushed by the powerful sword spirit, and a strong resentment rose. These stone fragments, quietly suspended in the void, as if held by an invisible hand. However, in this moment, Hong Ling looked at the ground and flashed a dignified color in his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang, a heavy heart pacing sounds, so that the corpse gas in the void is constantly fluctuating. A bronze coffin slowly broke out of the earth, quietly suspended. However, everyone's heart sank to the bottom. Beiming Tianzhong is a great tomb, but there are countless small tombs on it. But only in these small tombs, the existence of burial is at least the stronghold of the holy land. What kind of existence is there in this tomb?

Hongling was staring at the bronze coffin, and felt flustered. The breath from the coffin is too strong. Apart from Huang Hongyi, a great Chu man, he had never met such a strong existence.

"The fifth disaster in heaven and man's holy land!" Young eyes full of shock color, so strong existence, how can wake up at this time?

When his pupils were locked, the sad sword suddenly turned into a powerful sword array and locked the whole coffin. With a move, he threw the dark golden thunder into the sword array. In an instant, the whole sword array formed a powerful flame cage.

"Wait for me outside, don't run around!" Hong Ling opened his mouth and said to the three people. He took out his gun and stepped into the sword array.

To be fair to all, Hong Ling had no assurance of victory for the existence of the fifth robbery in heaven and man's holy land. But he had to go at the moment. The existence of the bronze coffin has clearly identified the four of them. If they can not defeat or even kill it, they will not be able to leave here until they die.

Standing in the sword array, there are flashes of thunder on the front of Hongling Bawang gun. At this time, he did not dare to be careless. As soon as PU made a move, he promoted his own Qi to the extreme. The power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror circulates constantly in his meridians and stimulates all his strength.

For him, it was the first time for him to confront the holy land of the fifth robbery of heaven and man. But that doesn't make him retreat. The road of martial arts is no road. If they are afraid to fight because of their strong opponents, how can they stand at the top of the sky in the future.

Boom, the bronze coffin suddenly burst, a huge figure, quietly standing in place. The horror of corpse Qi was continuously diffused from him, and instantly filled the whole sword array. Even the mighty thunder and fire from the end of the sky swayed and could be extinguished at any time.

But this is not a shock to Hong Ling. He looked at the corpse with a look of horror in his eyes. This walking corpse is an intact corpse. It's not like the rest of the dead. Although the body is relatively weak, but the breath is more terrible and evil.

"Leave a life, or, die!" Hongling is staring at the corpse, but it suddenly opens his mouth, and his tone is very strong.

"You can speak! Are you dead or something else? " Hong Ling asked in amazement, but saw that the corpse was grasped at will, and a big axe was coagulated out of thin air and held in his hand.

"Stay or die!" Mummy still hoarse mouth said, the corpse gas on the body suddenly exploded.

Hong Ling's face was awe inspiring, because he lost the trace of the walking corpse in an instant. This horrible guy, he has such a quick speed. In his divine court, Yuan Shen Fen suddenly opened his eyes and kept catching the body shape of the walking corpse, but he got nothing.

Bang, outside the sword array, suddenly came a strong crash sound. Hong Ling's face suddenly changed. This guy didn't pay attention to himself, but attacked the three people outside the sword array? With a flash of his body, he came out of the array of swords and saw a scene of panic. That walking corpse, at this time a hand pinches Wang big hammer's neck, will he slowly lift up.

A stream of corpse gas, constantly eroding Wang Dashi's tianero cloak, as well as the dark red armor. In Hongling's perception, Wang Dazhui's Qi engine was quickly consumed, which brought the power of the two heavenly level magic weapons to the extreme. But in front of the holy land of the fifth robbery, this is very ridiculous.

Bang, the barrier supported by the two heavenly level magic weapons broke in an instant. The corpse still looked at Wang Dazhui, and a group of sharp tiger teeth protruded from the corner of his mouth. The big axe in his hand slowly entangled with a trace of horrible corpse gas.

"Leave a life, or, die!" The corpse turned his head and roared at Hongling angrily. He seemed to be a puppet, repeating this sentence constantly.

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