Chapter 1313

The tide of corpses rising from the sky is like an explosion in the sea.

Large pieces of corpses, overlapping, as if they were fallen leaves in the wind, could not control the body, fell out.

In the center of the explosion, Chu Yan's arms were as thick and long as a thousand year old giant wood.

The surface of the arm is covered with a layer of sharp armor.

The armor was covered with spikes, each of which was seven or eight feet long.

At this moment, the arm suddenly waved in the air. Suddenly, there was a sound of rolling air explosion, as if a series of rolling thunder exploded in the air.

The corpse general touched by his arm was swept, crackling and exploding like firecrackers.

This scene, see the distance of Puyang meaning the whole person is silly.

"I, I'm dreaming... This is also..." Puyang Yi stretched out his hand and pinched it on his thigh.

This time he used a lot of strength, suddenly pain made him show his teeth, tears gushed out.

But it also shows that what he saw at this time was not a dream.

In front of Chu Yan, these corpse generals, who are comparable to the strength of Di Yuan Jing, are really like ants, and they die when they are pinched.

At this time, puyangyi saw wusilanma looking at him. Immediately, he stopped breathing cold air, and his face showed a look of great admiration: "it's really worthy of Chu Yan I know. It's really powerful!"

In the distant corpse tide, Chu Yan hit again in the air.

This fist is powerful and invincible!

In a flash, tens of feet in the air, the void beat violently, countless terrible thunder clouds loomed out, shaking out the terrible power.

With a bang, more than 100 corpse generals in the air were crushed into powder.

Many red corpse cores, like blood, were falling from the sky like raindrops.

In the distance, the national master's body was solidified like a statue at this moment.

These corpse generals, every one of them in those years, were the most successful generals in the imperial dynasty, and every one of them was also a powerful monk.

Twenty thousand years later, they wake up as zombies, and their immortal bodies make their strength stronger.

But now, I don't even have the power to fight back.

Moreover, it is still the case that all corpses will join hands!

When the national master was stunned, Chu Yan in the distance roared like a dragon.

The tragic appearance of his companions falling to the ground was like a painting scroll, slowly emerging in his mind.

In Chu Yan's eyes, ice and snow are flying.

A cold and killing has spread throughout the venue.

At this moment, the floating stones, the falling corpse cores, and everyone's every move seem to be slowing down.

"The angry dragon is hanged with a winch!"

A paw released from the blood sacrifice.

In a flash, it was like the sky was falling apart.

In front of Chu Yan's body, it seems that a passage has been opened.

The power of all ages vibrates and boils in it.

The tide of corpses in front of him was immediately cleared out of a blank area.

At a glance, it was like a passage appeared in the gathering tide of corpses.

This passage points to the national teacher in the distance.

Seeing this, the National Teacher's body suddenly trembled and immediately reacted.

They're coming!

All the corpses will come out, but they can't stop each other.

But by the time he realized it, it was too late.

Chu Yan step out.

Boom!

The ground roared and vibrated.

All the zombies around the body exploded and were swept away.

Seeing this series of pictures from a distance, Puyang Yi's mouth is wide open and his chin is about to hit his feet.

The next moment, the air trembled, Chu words appeared in the sky of the national division.

The eight God ruler in the master's hand suddenly glowed with gold.

The light quickly spread, forming a shield to protect the national master.

Chu Yan hovered in the air and stamped his foot.

Boom!

The top part of the shield suddenly sagged in.

The surface of the whole shield is now swinging like water waves, and the light is sharply dim.

Around the ground, successive explosions, tears, smoke and dust raised, a full seven or eight stories high.

If the master's face could change at this time, he would be several times whiter than paper.

Shield about to adhere to a breathing effort, the next moment, bang, burst into countless pieces.

Chu Yan's body is like a meteorite falling to the ground, hitting the national teacher in front of him.

The surging air waves overturned the national master in an instant and tore the only cloth left on him to pieces.

"Second, for the dream of the river!"

Bang!

Chu Yan kicked the national master in the chest.

The national master's chest suddenly collapsed, as if it were a cracked wall. His body turned into a crimson light and flew straight out.

Chu Yan didn't wait for him to land, so he chased him out directly.

"Ten thousand li idle court!"

Shua Shua!

In the elongated shadow, Chu Yan catches up with the national master.

The whole national teacher is still in a state of muddle at the moment.

The eight God ruler has the ability to detect the spiritual attributes of monks, and it can also operate eight attributes.

It is because of this that he can appear in a posture of restraining his opponent in the whole process.

But at this moment, he and eight God ruler together, can't compete with Chu Yan.

Corpse will be in front of Chu Yan, is a group of ants.

In front of Chu Yan, he was a little bigger ant at most.

The bigger ant, it's still an ant, without the slightest resistance.

As for the eight God ruler, it didn't work directly in the face of Chu Yan who didn't use the technique at all.

Catch up with the national teacher, Chu Yan behind him, a grasp of his neck, and then suddenly toward the ground down.

"For the clouds!"

The body of the national teacher was smashed into the ground.

The ground caved in.

The body of the national master suddenly trembled. The bones in his body were supposed to be as strong as steel. At this moment, all of them crackled.

When Chu Yan seized the master again, cracks appeared on his face, just like porcelain.

But as a zombie, he doesn't feel pain.

As long as we don't dig out the core, he won't die.

The green ghost fire in the eyes of the national master is full of bitterness, and he stares at Chu Yan.

The ghost fire, as if you can see a soul, in the roar, in the roar, zhangyawuyao, want to tear Chu Yan to pieces.

"Su Jianyuan."

Chu Yan's face was expressionless and his fist burst out.

Bang!

The remaining eye, together with half of his head, was immediately broken.

A piece of his head is missing, and Chu Yan throws it out again.

"For Lin miaoran!"

Bang!

"For Shen Qing!"

Bang!

"For Furui!"

Boom!

"For Su Yuqing!"

Bang!

"For Su Xinyu!"

Boom!

"For sugar!"

Bang!

"Finally, for the sake of being handsome, give it back to you!"

Chu Yan's body suddenly opened, burst out the roar of a lion, and kicked out in the air.

"Thousand dragons break the army!"

Bang!

In an instant, the body of the national master was blown into powder.

A mass of misty powder slowly diffused in mid air.

In the dust, the eight God ruler fell from the air, but was held by Chu Yan.

Then his remaining arm, sticking out towards the dust, reached out and grasped the red corpse core as big as an adult's half fist.

But Chu Yan just grasped the corpse core, a sword light, suddenly came up from the ground, straight cut his arm.

Not only that, the void behind him also suddenly appeared a full half acre of land size halo.

In the aura, there are countless sword Qi, cutting vertically and horizontally. In the sword Qi, there is also thunder light. Like a flood, it pours down on Chu Yan's back.