Guardian Chapter 147: The Big Three come together
“I can finally see this day again in my lifetime.”
Li Lanzhi, the grandmother Li from Luwei Town, looked at the slowly sinking grave with full eyes.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, reminiscences appeared on her face, she was a little lost.
Li Lanzhi took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and nodded to the girl playing Shadow Blade not far away, “Xiao Xi, let’s start.”
Because of an apple, he gave up on assassinating Fan Xiaoxi who was Chen Feng, and killed a group of savage Fan Xiaoxi from Taoist Qin in the government office.
She pierced her finger and raised it above her head with a long whistle.
There was an endless roar, and the people around the blood pool who were related to the blood of the emperor had pierced their fingers.
Among them, there are most people in Luwei Town next to the big grave in the sky.
Chen Jingyan shouted, and several blood lines shot into the blood pool.
Thousands of blood lines converge on the light and shadow of the blood pond, and smelt together with the essence in the blood pond, slowly emerging a phantom of a miniature corpse roar.
The roar of the corpse roared and the phantom roared, and the momentum swallowed the sky in a silent and furious manner.
It is like a trapped prisoner dragon.
Looking from a distance, it looks like there are countless blood-colored lines dangling a ball of light and hitting the big grave.
The whole scene is weird.
The living people in Dingcheng are almost dead, the corpses are rampant, and the ghosts shuttle like ghosts.
The four hideous pillars next to a huge blood pool in the center of the city are like four fangs exposed from a blood basin that wants to swallow the sky.
There is a large floating grave in the sky, like a floating alien spacecraft, it shoots a blood-colored “laser line”, pierces the light ball of the corpse roar phantom, and continuously hoists to the “belly compartment” .
An apocalyptic feast under the apocalypse.
Under the feast, some people are still lingering.
Cao Guangxiao, who was covered in color, hid in a ruin, exhausted and made temporary adjustments.
His chest rises and falls sharply, breathing heavily.
Just now, he just used a taboo to conquer a ghost.
The powerful Yin Ling almost shattered his soul and exposed his position.
If it hadn’t been for a considerable number of Soul Army in his hand, Cao Guangxiao would have almost died under the force of the corpse puppet.
The golden corpse is really tough…Cao Guangxiao whispered, lifted his collar, and covered the five visible scratches with a cloth towel.
Cao Guangxiao snorted, gritted his teeth, clenched his palms, and tore off the rotten flesh from the wound abruptly.
The wound was purulent, and the corpse poison gas continued to erode the internal organs. Cao Guangxiao’s neck was dark and his lips showed signs of purple. The black pupils of his eyes continued to spread, expanding a circle more than normal.
Cao Guangxiao has signs of corpse change.
He spit out a mouthful of black blood, and took out a handful of pills from his waist pocket.
This was left by Chen Feng to Cao Guangxiao and others after the stable corpse was changed to prevent accidents.
From the point of view of the medicine state of the soul-suppressor who was bitten by the corpse-turned groom.
The pill can not remove the corpse poison, it can only suppress it.
Cao Guangxiao didn’t hesitate to put it in his mouth.
He suppressed the uncontrollable urge to vomit, bulged his eyes and closed his teeth tightly, swallowing the pills in a few mouthfuls.
The abdominal pain of turning over the river.
Cao Guangxiao spit out a lot of black juice.
The juice is sticky, strong in fishy smell, and smelly. Cao Guang Xiaoguang smelled it, and vomited again.
After vomiting for a while, the black juice has a faint blood color, it seems that the pill has worked, and the corpse poison has been temporarily suppressed.
Cao Guangxiao looked scared, his half-corpse puppet-like face still maintained the stern look of a poker face.
At this time, he has a poker face like a dead man, more like a corpse puppet than a corpse puppet.
Cao Guangxiao tore off the strip of clothes to make a tie, and wrapped the hideous wound on his arm.
He bit one end of the strap with his teeth, tied the knot with his other hand, and touched the knife under his feet.
Cao Guangxiao looked at the sky in the distance, the suspended matter like a tomb.
The haze in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.
He has an ominous premonition that something bad may happen.
Cao Guangxiao took a deep breath, exhaled for a long time, and secretly said: Fortunately, Chen Feng has already left the city, this will be in Luwei Town, presumably his life is safe, as long as he is still there, our trip to Tanzhou will be complete. The army is destroyed.
Looking at the situation in Dingcheng City, the colleague of the Soul Rehabilitation Institute who is broken up into pieces may be more fortunate than fortune.
Cao Guangxiao looked cautious and worried.
Holding his last hope, he wanted to sneak into a house not far away.
There is an agreed temporary meeting point.
There are corpse puppets parading outside the ruins.
There are ghosts who walk through the house and drill the walls everywhere.
It’s difficult and dangerous.
It is possible to be found dead at any time.
Cao Guangxiao decided that he could not wait any longer.
If you don’t see the life and death of your brothers with your own eyes, even if you die, you will never look down.
He held his breath, and before he turned around, he was so hot that he dared not move.
A powerful golden corpse, half of its body has been poked out from the ruins.
The side face is so close to Cao Guangxiao.
As long as the golden corpse turns a slight angle, Cao Guangxiao will be spotted.
The sweat on Cao Guangxiao’s face oozes out.
He didn’t move, and quietly clenched the handle of the knife in his hand.
Cao Guangxiao is swiftly calculating in his heart that he cannot be beaten, and being entangled by him will attract more corpse puppets and ghosts. The number of soul army in his hand is not enough to form a crush. It can be used as a lead, but in this way, the location of the house is exposed, and there may be surviving brothers in danger.
Is it to give myself a hope of life, or to bet that the homes that may not have my brothers will not be exposed.
Cao Guangxiao hesitated for a moment and chose the latter.
Anyway, I was also poisoned by the corpse. Sooner or later, I would die, so I would die in silence.
At least this way, it will not cause commotion, will not attract more corpses and ghosts, the temporary meeting point will be safe for even a short time, and the brothers will have more time to live.
The golden corpse turned.
Cao Guangxiao can even see the colorless skin on his face, the faint **** fangs, and a bunch of fresh shredded meat on it.
The golden corpse also found him.
Cao Guangxiao froze in place, motionless, the sweat on his forehead tickled to the ground.
Cao Guangxiao moved, and out of instinct, he subconsciously swung his knife forward.
He can’t die in silence.
Just think about it calmly.
The moment I saw the golden corpse turned around, I completely forgot.
The moment the knife swung past, Cao Guangxiao regretted it.
But it’s too late.
The fangs of the golden corpse were about to pounce on Cao Guangxiao.
A long roar that pierced the clouds interrupted the rhythm of the golden corpse.
The Jin corpse had a meal, like dementia, he stabbed Cao Guangxiao abruptly.
Cao Guangxiao is also stupid.
With a stab, it hit the golden corpse with a click, and it was missing.
The thing that surprised him even more, the golden corpse was like meat thrown into his mouth, ignoring his own existence, roaring and turning around.
Cao Guangxiao stared blankly at a group of corpse puppets and ghosts crossing the ruins, also ignoring his own existence.
These corpse puppets and ghosts are crazy.
To the center of the city swarmed madly.
Cao Guangxiao looked in the direction that the golden corpse was running wildly, then looked up.
He suddenly found a familiar figure under the big grave.
All of a sudden, Cao Guangxiao had mixed feelings and fell to the ground without a knife, and silent tears burst into his eyes.
He looked at the familiar figure and murmured, “You finally came, I know, I know, I finally waited for you.”
Under the big tomb.
One person is cold and gloomy, with a female face on his face, a strong windbreaker, and a pinch of the wind and fire technique, which attracts a man with a phantom face, who is also a man and a woman, and is a fake wife.
It’s not that Jin Fengwei, the soul of the town, is who it is.
He appeared abruptly in the air, pinching the wind tactics in his hand, opening his mouth with a big fireball technique, the endless sea of fire, dyed half of the sky red, and melted all the blood lines that connected the corpse roar to the light and shadow.
He has five fingers into claws, and he reaches out his hand, and he is about to put the corpse roar into his pocket.
A shadow blade pierced Jin Fengwei’s forehead. The space on the side of his forehead was like tearing a black door out of thin air, and Fan Xiaoxi’s indifferent shadow flashed past.
Jin Fengwei’s fire shield formed a wall, and a series of runes flowed around his forehead.
Fan Xiaoxi couldn’t achieve a single blow, and the Void Shadow escaped, and at the same time appeared in a more tricky position.
She is like a teleportation, ignoring the distance of the space, the shadows are intertwined, changing rapidly.
“The wind whistle rolls the curtain.”
“Shadow Blast.”
Jin Fengwei and Fan Xiaoxi burst out at the same time.
Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom…
Hundreds of instantaneous collisions between the wind blade and the shadow blade.
The sound of blasting blasted through the sky.
Horizontal, vertical, straight, curved, and twisted bursts shook out substantial air waves.
The two were about to become a ghost in the air, and they fought no less than a hundred times in just a few breaths.
With a bang, Fan Xiaoxi was smashed into a meteor by Jin Fengwei.
This meteor hit the ruins of Dingcheng, ploughing a deep groove, and the ground was cracked with spreading cracks.
Another meteor intertwined with red and white followed closely, and Jin Fengwei also hit a real fire.
Li Lanzhi volleyed up into the sky and rolled towards the corpse roar light and shadow. Before he took over, a cold light suddenly appeared, throwing the corpse roar light and shadow into the distance.
“Out of the sheath.”
Three soft beeps.
Xianfeng Dao bones, white beards fluttering, white clothes wins snow, Feng Bucheng, the master of the Hall of Slashing Demon Hall, who is carrying three sword boxes on his back, has stepped on his sword.
“The thief, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
Feng Bucheng leads the sword into a tactic, three big swords, divided into thirty-nine, ninety-eight and twenty-seven, until there are thousands of swords, a galaxy hangs for nine days.
“Illusory swordsmanship, I taught you back then, and I dare to behave like an axe.”
Li Lanzhi yelled and scratched the back of her neck, and a spine was pulled out by her.
The ferocious bone spurs, the bony rings, the soft and rigid, the pitch-black spine turned into a bone dragon, roaring and swallowing the sky, directly swallowing the galaxy.
“Vertical, dare to ear.”
Li Lanzhi’s spine thorns turned into a twitch, a shadow that seemed to cut the space, drew towards Feng Bucheng who was snatching the light and shadow of the corpse roar with Yujian.
Feng Bucheng surrounded the three swords, and the sword gangs formed a ring.
The high-speed rotating wheel ran into sparks like iron rods. Feng Bucheng snorted, and his hand that grabbed Shihou Guangying was angled, and he saw it fall in the direction of a **** robe.
“Jing Yan, quickly put it into the dirty emperor’s container, quickly, quickly, the Soul Suppression Division and the Demon Slayer Hall are here, and the one from Fu Mo Tang must be there.”
Li Lanzhi’s spine thorns are numerous, and Feng Bucheng’s pursuit route is blocked.
Feng Bucheng stretched out his hand, the three swords merged into one, with a loud noise, the sword body roared, and a giant sword slashed in the air.
This sword, the shadow of the sword is like a mountain.
This is the huge sword that is approaching the extreme, and the huge sword that has been cleaved out has an afterimage, forming a trace of the faint shadow gradually fading.
Li Lanzhi’s spinal spines were turned into parts, and they were combined like bone cones to break the surface.
There was a bang, the sky shook the sky and thunder, the sword gang swept through, and the ruins became patches of dust.
Li Lanzhi was completely broken, with sword marks of various sizes on her body.
Feng Bucheng wasn’t much better. There was a hideous wound on his left shoulder, piercing through the front and back, and his heart was chilling.
The two winked, and fell silent at the same time.
Chen Jingyan grabbed the zhouhouguangying, before he touched him, he changed to a fist, and slammed his fist in the direction of zhouhouguangying.
Fisted and fisted out, but there was a muffled thunder strike.
Under the roar of the corpse, a picture that blends with the environment is reflected.
The tiger prints are superimposed, and Han Lin roars out from under the seat.
Chen Jingyan didn’t move forward and retreated. He didn’t even look at Han Lin, who was gradually walking out of the picture scroll. He swept away his black robe, and rolled towards the corpse.
Han Lin came first and grabbed Chen Jingyan’s leg and slammed to the ground.
While Chen Jingyan smashed the ground, the other leg strangely violated the structure of the human body, raised his head high, and kicked the corpse’s roar light and shadow high in the direction of the big grave.
He stood up, his black robe burst suddenly.
The muscles with distinct lines are high and bulging, exuding a stream of hot air.
Chen Jingyan’s blood swelled, and the rigid body art was instantly activated.
His eyes have panoramic black pupils, and his face is covered with black marks like earthworms, making a violent blow.
The fist winds into a ganglion, and there is an unbearable crackling sound in the air.
Han Linbiao collapsed and turned into light smoke, and appeared behind Chen Jingyan again.
In his hand, the descent of the magic pestle was painted into a light, and a small killing array swept away.
Chen Jingyan’s posture twisted in a strange arc.
His body is like flowing water, folds and stretches with visible air waves, not only avoiding Bai Biao’s bite, but also passing the killing array.
The power of Zombie’s physical skills is vividly manifested in Chen Jingyan’s body. At this moment, he does not seem to exist in this time and space, and his strange posture is paradoxical, which makes people unable to find the source.
“Broken.” “Broken.”
The two burst out at the same time.
Han Lin’s Devil’s Pestle has the effect of breaking away all kinds of laws and deceit.
Chen Jingyan made a violent blow and broke all laws with one force.
There was a muffled noise.
The slate cracked and the earth flew up.
The two people’s tentative blow alone shook out a deep hole like an iron ball smashed into the ground.
The three giants of Kyoto came together.
The huge Dingcheng, within a few breaths, was demolished like ruins by six people.
A fire spirit body entangled Fan Xiaoxi, Jin Fengwei’s wind spirit body rushed towards the corpse roar light and shadow.
Li Lanzhi’s spinal spurs swung across the air, the bone spurs fell off, volleyed and shot at Jin Fengwei.
She holds the main thorn, and the spear is like a dragon, exploring the dragon into the sea and holding Han Lin’s pestle.
Chen Jingyan turned into a sword, shuttled through Feng Bucheng’s sword rain, with both hands up, hammering in the sky.
Looking closely, Chen Jingyan’s body was trembling strangely, and every cell was aggregating and sending strength. His fists slammed, not only shook Feng Bucheng’s sword rain, but also forced Han Lin back.
Six people fight in chaos, around the ownership of the corpse roar, light and shadow, with a variety of methods, killing the world and the world, and the mountains and rivers are broken.
“Xiaoxi, Lanzhi, help me.” Chen Jingyan slammed Jin Fengwei’s spirit body away with a fist, and shouted angrily.
His muscles swelled all over, the earthworm marks on his face turned dark red, and the black pupils in his eyes turned red.
Chen Jingyan’s body has changed again.
He was keratinized all over his body, and his muscles were instantly invaginated, and his skeleton was like a shriveled skeleton.
Fossilized bone in the previous stage without bone.
With a roar, a roar like a beast came out of Chen Jingyan’s mouth.
The corpse puppets in Dingcheng shivered.
Fan Xiaoxi’s original shadows flowed, like a shadow kill as a clone, and at the same time they entangled Jin Fengwei, Feng Bucheng, and Han Lin desperately.
She was not going to live in order to delay Chen Jingyan.
Li Lanzhi’s spine pierced the goddess and scattered flowers, not lasing, but covering Chen Jingyan, forming a protective cover for him.
She turned from offensive to defensive, and she was in desperation.
Chen Jingyan’s fist seals are intertwined, like Seiya shattered.
He punched through the void, and the shadow of the fist left a long tail of comet, hitting the roar of the corpse, and also piercing the floating grave in the sky.
The corpse roar light and shadow are like following a circulating beam of light, straight into the big grave.
Jin Fengwei, Feng Bucheng, and Han Lin secretly screamed bad, gave up the rare opportunity, and rushed to the grave together.
Fan Xiaoxi, Li Lanzhi, and Chen Jingyan would let them do as they wish, and are about to block their way.
The corpse roar, light and shadow like a meteor flying by, has been submerged in the grave, and bounced back like a reflection of light.
There was also a sound, obviously an exclamation of fear after being frightened suddenly:
“What the **** scared me to death. Fortunately, the national ball is born with genes, and the subconscious swing action is unambiguous.”
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