The Wicked Cultivation Game

I don't know what material the iron chain is made of, and it is not afraid of high temperatures.

And at this moment, two-thirds of the human body has faded, as if white bones have gradually swallowed part of the human component, only the head is left, the right hand and right leg are still human flesh and blood, and the rest are human bones. form.

And the shape of human bones has gradually advanced from white bones to black bones.

The black-bone form of the coffin puller seems to be stronger, pressing the three-meter fire giant and attacking frantically, bringing up the shadow of the iron chain.

After defeating and retreating, the three-meter fire giant gradually reduced its form and was beaten back to the size of a human.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse!

"Sect Master Heng!"

North Guardian roared with trembling hands.

"I'm here!"

Sect Master Heng came over with his injuries. I saw him leaping high, clasping his palms in mid-air, and then separating them, making fists with both hands, the diamond ring suddenly buzzed, like the fists of the vajra anger Buddha!

At this moment, a sentence flashed in Tianlong's mind: Do you know a set of boxing techniques that fall from the sky?

"King Kong Fist!"

In the sound of the urn, the [Coffin Puller] seemed to be controlled, and suddenly froze in place, and Sect Master Heng's heavy fist had already been smashed.

boom! boom!

One punch in the chest, one punch in the head.

Click!

Under the heavy pressure, the body bones and skulls of the coffin puller appeared at the same time and made the sound of broken bones, spreading five or six broken bones.

The terrible strange power even smashed his body and the bone coffin directly into the ground together, exploding a large deep hole in the ground, and the body plunged directly into the ground more than ten meters away.

"Ha...Ha..."

After Sect Master Heng landed, he couldn't even stand for a second, and he was already lying down, and he was seriously overdrawn.

Tian Erjun, who had a broken arm, hurriedly stepped forward, lifted him up, held his arm across his shoulders, and while leading him back, poured pills into him.

"many……"

Bah! !

Sect Master Heng opened his eyes weakly, and as soon as he spoke, a black iron rope pierced his chest.

Sect Master Heng was stunned, his pupils zoomed, and he stared blankly at Tian Erjun next to him, opened his mouth, his life gradually lost its color, his expression frozen in the final sluggish expression.

Tian Erjun was stunned.

He looked at the black iron rope that penetrated Sect Master Heng from his back and drilled out of his chest, standing upright in the air like anti-gravity, and slowly retracted.

Sect Master Heng, who had lost his support, fell completely and lay on the ground, limp into a corpse.

Turning around, and looking in the direction of the chain, I saw that the [Coffin Puller] had completely faded the flesh and blood of humans, and turned into a head or half human half bone, and the other parts are all black human bones. At the same time, there were still traces of broken bones and cracks on his body, and it seemed that Sect Master Heng could not bear it.

The most surprising thing is that the experience of [Coffin Pulling] is still spreading, exuding a black air, giving people an extremely ominous feeling.

"Heng...Sect...Master?"

The North Guardian who was recovering from taking drugs was also stunned.

In the last second, he was overjoyed and thought that a turning point was about to come, but in the next second, Sect Master Heng, who was overdrawn, was killed in seconds.

Looking at the black boned [Coffin Puller] in horror, at this moment, the Northern Guardian could not see its specific strength, but felt unfathomable!

Is it already advanced to another level of strength? ?

The North Guardian was frightened by his own thoughts, but soon realized that the reason why he could not perceive the opponent's strength was entirely because the opponent's body exuded the black air, which was blocking the temptation of the outside world!

In other words, the strength of [Coffin Puller] has a high probability of being at disaster level!

"Guardian North, use that trick! I will use my life to create opportunities for you!"

Suddenly, Tian Erjun, who was not far away, said in a deep voice.

That trick? !

"But if it doesn't happen, you and I will no doubt die, and the situation will fall into an irreversible situation!"

"Is there any other chance of winning now?" Tian Erjun smiled miserably.

The power of Ao Si and the power of Zongmen are fighting against the weird army.

But the situation is not optimistic, and even at a disadvantage. Only by winning here can they lead others to the final victory.

The current situation is that they will lose the battle first!

Then... only fight for life!

Guardian Bei sighed in his heart, he knew that Tian Erjun was right.

But just so hard, their success rate is too low.

"Only one fight..."

Tian Erjun was trying to increase the confidence of the Northern Guardian, but suddenly discovered that since just now, he had been looking at the [Coffin Puller] in the distance. Suddenly, he looked at the two of them suddenly, and their expressions seemed a little surprised.

The expression was stunned, Tian Erjun and Bei Hufa looked back subconsciously.

Behind me, a two-headed dog was walking towards them step by step, walking towards [Coffin Puller].

"Master Han?!" Tian Erjun said in surprise.

"This is..." The North Guardian was shocked, and he looked at the dog in shock until he came back to his senses and recollected what Tianerjun said.

"It's Lord Han?! That living legend of the Black Green Mountains, Lord Han!"

The North Guardian was shocked. In his memory, the legend about Master Han was an old man with a fairy spirit.

How come the real Master Han is a stubborn dog? ?

This gap is too big, this is obviously weird!

In the shock of the North Guardian, Master Han had already passed the two of them, and let the little blood fight step by step towards [Carrying the coffin ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Find...find...find, find...cannot find...target Found... target can't find... target... mark mark mark..."

Facing Master Han who came by, the [pull coffin trick] seemed to be stuck in an endless loop. He tilted his head and uttered unclear words, which seemed very chaotic.

Master Han narrowed his eyes.

Originally, Master Han didn't want to shoot now.

The three-in-one battle plan between him and the little blood fight is not yet mature, and it is risky to control it, and it can last for a short time.

So it must be used at critical moments. If not, Master Han would have been the first to confront the enemy [coffin puller], instead of letting these juniors come out.

But now, there is no way.

Two of the Big Four died, one was disabled, and one was seriously injured.

If Master Han doesn't do anything, Qingsi County will be over.

So he stepped forward.

Ignoring the strange reaction of [Coffin Pulling], Master Han condensed black material on his head, turned it into an arm, and pulled out the seven-sealed dagger of the little blood fight!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar that resembled severe pain in the heart immediately sounded.

The eyes of the little blood hopper turned to pitch black visible to the naked eye, and his body swelled sharply and enlarged.

By the time the little blood fight came to the face full of doubts, the figure of the little blood fight had grown to a height of four or five meters, his forehead was split with blood-red red stone, and the whole body was like a small hill.

On this hill, Master Han's head is as small as a pendant.

But this key pendant is suppressing strange ideas with personal will and strength.