As soon as the Qing Fei whistled, the corpses rushed forward to surround the South Fourteenth and the Wuran monk.

"I want to see, what is the skill of Nan Wushan."

"Why does it matter, the bold demon dared to make this time here."

The angry monk saw it and stopped in front of the fourteen old monks in the south.

But he saw his fist luck, a brown-yellow Yuan Lican was like Xia Yang, banged several times, and waved towards those corpses.

Wu Wu, a monk, is Nan Wushan ’s famous martial artist.

He practiced the two elements of gold and soil, blessed together, and his fist is calm and powerful. It is called Luohan fist.

When the corpses met Arhat Boxing, they struck the stone with eggs.

Before approaching, the corpse was exploded, the limbs shattered and turned into a large number of corpses.

The angerless monk looked proud, sweeping around.

Qing Fei's eyes deepened and she seemed to laugh.

On the broken pieces of corpses on the ground, there were suddenly a series of dark lines.

The corpses that gave birth to the dark patterns moved, and they were pieced together again, and turned into corpses again.

This time it was dumbfounded by the angry monk.

These corpses could actually be resurrected from the dead, wrong, it should be said to be resurgent.

"The three super-sects once in the human world, how about it, in front of the dark leader, it is nothing more than that."

Qing Fei saw, sneered.

These corpses have been tempered by the fire of hell, not to mention the general fist, even the swords and guns may not be able to stop them.

"Teacher, if I go on like this, I'm helpless."

The no-monk monk was also the first to encounter such a tough opponent.

There are dozens of these corpses, no one is angry, it is difficult to resist.

The look of Southern Fourteen is much more relaxed than without anger. He pays attention to the weird patterns on the corpses.

Southern Fourteen is much more experienced than the wrathless monk. He believes that the reason why these corpses can continue to reorganize is precisely because of those dark patterns.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!"

When the two court ladies saw this, they cried out in shock.

"Slow down!"

South Fourteen wanted to stop it, it was too late.

In the past few days, because of Ye Huangyu and others, although the day guard in the imperial palace was not strict, the guards at night were much stricter. .

Seeing those corpses, those Tianmen disciples thought they were assassins, and sacrificed one by one the fu .

In an instant, Fu Lu flew out into the sky, a burst of fire, arrows and ice and snow, constantly flashing in the Xiayang Palace.

Fu Luo fell on those corpses, and suddenly a burst of blood spattered.

The blood splashed on the ground, and some splashed on Tianmen disciples.

As soon as the disciples were stained with blood, they were immediately contaminated with corpse poison.

The disciples in Tianmen were shocked to find that their hands and feet were changing rapidly, their skin began to change color, their hairs were sharp, and there was a grunt in their throats.

Once the Tianmen disciples were contaminated with corpse poison, they all began to change their corpses. They began to confront each other and began to attack the remaining Tianmen disciples.

"No, those corpses are indeed carrying corpse poison."

The fourteenth monks in the South saw this scene before they became really worried.

"Old monk, you have some eyesight, but it's a pity that you found it too late."

Qingfei aside sneered.

The most powerful ability of the Dark Lord lies in the control of corpses. These dead and resurrected ones are called Corpse Soldiers.

Every corpse killer can control a corpse attack.

Corpse soldiers' blood can infect new living people and corpses indefinitely. Once contaminated with corpse poison, they will be transformed into corpse soldiers again.

Unless completely destroyed, corpse poison cannot be eradicated.

The corpse poison enters the body, will slowly erode the human intellect, until people are completely reduced to corpses.

Like Zeng Xiaoyu, the number of people who can punish themselves with poisonous corpse in the shortest time before corpse poison infects the whole body is limited.

Under the control of the zombie, the zombie will be formed when the zombie army.

The time for the Dark Lord to invade the human world is shorter than that in the foreign land, so there is not enough manpower.

But the Corpse Army is inexhaustible.

So they searched for corpses everywhere, and formed an army of corpses.

Qing Fei is the chosen person.

The biggest difference between the corpse killer and the general corpse soldier is that even if the corpse killer becomes a corpse, it still has a consciousness and has the memory before death.

Originally, Qing Fei was instructed to take these corpses to the base camp of the Dark Collar. However, due to the loss of a Corpse soldier halfway through, and due to Xia Emperor, Qing Fei concealed the Dark Collar and entered the Corpse Army quietly Summer palace.

If it goes on like this, the entire summer palace is afraid that it will become a world of corpses.

"No anger, you will withdraw. Protect Xia Di."

South 14 eyes saw Tianmen disciples fall one by one, folded their hands, Amitabha said a sentence.

Although he doesn't like the gossip of Tianmen, but the Buddha's compassion, he can't ignore it.

"Teacher, but these corpses ..."

These corpses are too weird to dare to provoke them even without anger, lest they be infected by corpse poison if they are not careful.

"Whoever enters hell if I don't go to hell, let's do it; Lao Guan will be a master of the so-called dark collar for a while."

Nan Xie said nothing, removed the silk shackles from his body, and threw them to the angerless monk, indicating that he would protect Xia Emperor.

There is a heart sutra of Nanwu Mountain on the cassock of the South Fourteenth, which can gather the spirits and prevent the evil spirits from invading.

After the angerless monk got the cassock, he didn't dare to carelessly, wrapped up Xia Di and carried it on his back.

Seeing that the old monk was wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, his thin and thin body was very thin, and the green concubine beside him could not help but sneer.

Corpse soldiers are invincible. The old monk actually wanted to block nearly a hundred corpse soldiers with one person's strength, which is really funny.

"Green donor, Lao Qun doesn't know what kind of grudges and hatred between you and Xia Emperor, but these Tianmen disciples are innocent."

Southern Fourteen is also the same as Qing Fei Theory.

Qingfei smiled coldly.

"Old monk, you said they were innocent? What about my death? What was my death? The Emperor Xia didn't even give me a thin coffin. Who can give me justice? I I hate this palace and all the people inside. I wish I could destroy everything here. "

As soon as Qing Fei remembered her chance before death, she was full of hate.

"Even if the donor Qing didn't repent, he would have to offend him."

Seeing Qing Fei's eyes reddened on the 14th, she was so useless that she had a magical look on her face.

On his bright yellow monk's robe, there was a burst of power, and his original thin figure, at this moment, suddenly a variable.