After instantly killing the few people who were trying to get involved in the evil emperor's relics, Xi Ying ignored Yang Xuyan who was struggling to stand up. For him, Yang Xuyan had no ability to threaten him at this moment. Naturally, he was disdainful of him, his glittering eyes without any emotion, and he didn't even stop touching the corpses of the martial arts masters on the ground and the demon sect masters. Because he became a zombie, his skills were not as good as those of the top masters, and he naturally disdained these small characters who could only act as cannon fodder.

Since Xi Ying became a zombie, she is still the first to let go of her hands and feet without restraint. The bloodthirsty desire, the life and death that controls life and death that has been high above, has been farewell to him for more than 20 years. Although she has long known that her strength has been qualitatively leap, how can she be at ease without experiencing it personally? The instinct of a zombie is assassination. Although Xi Ying's method of becoming a puppet zombie is very exquisite and has the same intelligence as a normal person, a zombie is a zombie. No matter what method you use to decorate. No matter what wisdom you have, if you cannot change the essence of the zombie, you will never be able to get rid of your nature.

Feeling the stimulation of the insulting blood in the hall, Xi Ying's body gradually trembled violently. The breath of death surrounding his body seemed to burst out suddenly. It suddenly became boiling. There were foggy tentacles like countless black minions condensed around his body as if it were physically solid. Xi Ying's originally stiff facial muscles were twisting, twisted facial features, and gritted teeth. It made a creaking sound that made people's whole body numb. I really suspect that even if the steel bones were put into his mouth, they could be bitten off in an instant. A strange black light burst out from his tight eyes, and his pupils contracted and expanded violently. Obviously, he was enduring great pain at this moment.

"Why did Xi Ying stop? Why didn't he take this opportunity to snatch the relics in the mud elephant? His expression seemed to be very painful. Could it be that the people he killed just now also caused harm to him?" Shi Qingxuan, who was hiding beside me, asked in a low voice with confusion after seeing Xi Ying's reaction.

I smiled and said, "There is no free lunch in the world. If you want to gain the power of a zombie, you must endure the pain of becoming a zombie. Although you don't know what the pain feels, you probably won't feel good."

"It's better not to experience that feeling." Zhu Yuyan next to her interjected with a smile, then looked at me charmingly, pretending to be frightened and sarcastically crafted on me. She said worriedly: "Husband, you have nothing on you, right? Your strength is so powerful. Will you suddenly lose something like you said?"

After hearing this, Shi Qingxuan smiled. Her eyes were sparse and stared at me with a smile, her deep affection that could not be concealed.

I looked at Zhu Yuyan laughed and cried, and scratched her nose. I smiled and said, "You little girl dare to tease your husband. Don't worry. Even if you don't have anything, you won't be missing that one. You will definitely be able to subdue you, the little girl at night."

When Zhu Yuyan heard what I said, her delicate pink face turned red and looked at Shi Qingxuan beside her with a shame. She gave me a coquettish look.

Shi Qingxuan is smart. Naturally, she understands what "that" means. She is so pure and insulting that she has never experienced such a thing. I am afraid that no man in the world dares to say such frivolous words in front of her. She suddenly blushed. But she felt a sense of lifeless excitement in her heart.

The expression on Shi Qingxuan's face was clearly visible, and I was secretly happy in my heart. This was exactly the effect I wanted. A woman like her who was as pure as a fairy. Only through the subtle image can she gradually make her feel secretly at me. At this moment, under my scorching gaze, she shyly lowered her head, deliberately avoided my gaze, and looked at Xi Ying not far away. She crossed the topic and said, "I really don't understand what Xi Ying thinks. Is that false reputation more important than his life? Even if he is letting him become the world's only commander of the world's martial arts world? Isn't it still a hundred years later? In the face of time and no matter how powerful the arms are, they are just a mantis arm to be a car." Speaking of this, Shi Qingxuan thought of her miserable life experience. Her father Shi Zhixuan was originally a genius

But in the end, she was exhausted by a false reputation. Not only did she go astray, she was not like a human or a ghost, but she also killed her mother. This is also the reason why she has never been able to forgive Shi Zhixuan. The sad sadness was recited into her heart. The originally affectionate gaze was also mixed with a faint sadness.

Knowing that Xi Ying's reaction just now evoked her painful memories. She gently hugged her shoulders and said softly: "Let the past go by. People cannot always speak in pain and memories. With me by your side, Qingxuan's life will definitely be only happiness and surprise. There will be no sadness in her life."

Shi Qingxuan raised her head, stared at me with concise and warm eyes. She nodded subconsciously and said, "I think, Qingxuan believes." After that, she seemed to have realized that her actions were a little ambiguous to me. She left my arms with shame, looked at me charmingly and lowered my head without saying anything.

At this moment, a sharp and painful call from the hall interrupted our conversation. We pulled our eyes back to Xi Ying's body again. The sound that was as unpleasant as a ghost crying just now came from Xi Ying's mouth. His eyes were wide open, and his originally gray eyes were covered with bloodshot blood, almost bursting. His body was a little tired and crouched on the ground like a clam. The blue veins on his arms swelled up. His fingers grabbed scratches about an inch deep on the marble ground. It could be seen that he was enduring pain that ordinary people could not imagine at this time.

At this moment, three powerful figures were rushing towards Wanfo Temple quickly. One of them was very familiar with Zuo Youxian who had been in contact with Duzun Castle. From the breath, you can easily tell that Zuo Youxian, who is one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect, was the weakest among the three. In the blink of an eye, the three had already arrived at Wanfo Temple.

"Although resurrecting the soul with a corpse is the highest level of the puppet zombie technique. It can get rid of the limits of the body and control its own potential. It can improve its strength. However, due to the lack of skills, it also has a very eye-catching side effect. That is, the body itself will recover from pain every twelve hours, and it becomes extremely sensitive and even if it is stimulated at all, it will hurt to the bone marrow." The three of them walked into the hall leisurely. The head was a young man in his early twenties with a handsome face. He smiled evilly. He looked at Xi Yingpa, who was in pain at this time, and said unconsciously.

When Xi Ying heard the voice of this person, her scalp suddenly felt numb. She struggled with pain and stood up from the ground. She stared at the young man who was talking with trembling all over. Angry fire burned in her bloody eyes, and a low voice pursed on her throat. If she hadn't known that she was definitely not the opponent of the man in front of her who made her feel afraid, Xi Ying, who was extremely eager to fight and blood, would have pounced on her. The reason why she was suffering today was all thanks to the man in front of her who was called the "Young Master".

The young man smiled slightly and looked around vigilantly, especially in the dark corner of the roof, then glanced at Xue Chen and An Long, who were fighting hard and unable to stop. He snorted disdainfully, and then looked at Xi Ying and said, "Don't look at me with such hatred. I should be your benefactor. I used the corpse to resurrect myself at the strong request of your own. Didn't you get a powerful strength that you have never experienced before? As for the consequences you should have thought of." After saying that, he smiled sly. A black pill formed from his own body and bounced it towards Xi Ying. Then he never looked at him again. His eyes were frozen in the relics that were still emitting a faint light in the mud. The greed exposed in his eyes was enough to melt the ten thousand years of ice on the Tianshan Mountains.

An Long, who had been fighting for a long time, was frustrated in his heart at this moment. He glanced at Zuo Youxian, who was comparable to his strength, respectfully accompanies a young man, knowing that the man's ability was definitely above him. Seeing Zuo Youxian firmly locked his target on him from the moment he entered the door, he was about to pounce on him. He was eager to try and was about to pounce on him. He was a little panicked. Xue Chen alone was already comparable to him, and Zuo Youxian was also looking at Dandan's life. He was probably dangerous. But he didn't dare to have the slightest idea of ​​escaping. Because he knew that as long as he had any sign of escaping, Zuo Youxian would definitely pounce on him and jointly with Xue Chen to give him a fatal blow.

"Husband. That young man is really good at skill. He should be the young master of the Dark Sect in his tone." Zhu Yuyan stared at the people in the hall and said casually.

I nodded. It was a confirmation of her guess. I smiled and said softly: "Faixuan and Wan'er are also on their way here. I have already felt their breath. Haha. The young master has good skills and is slightly better than the two of them."

At this moment, I heard a cold light suddenly appear in the young master's eyes, and the afterglow caught an air strike by An Long. He flashed to his side without any sign of attack. Before An Long could react, the young master of the Dark Sect had already printed a palm on his shoulder. The powerful palm force immediately shook An Long out of the head. Sprayed out a mouthful of blood and took more than ten steps before he could stand firm. A cold pain came from the shoulder blades, knowing that the bone had been shattered, and a cold true energy was sprinkled in the area where he was seriously injured, which made him suffer even more.

An Long cursed inwardly, but fortunately Xue Chen did not pursue the victory. Otherwise, he would have become a cold corpse at this moment, and spit out a mouthful of blood to relieve his internal injuries. Jiao Juliuli stared at the young man who had injured himself with hatred and cold eyes, fucking a hoarse and torn voice, "I am despicable and shameless, I actually used the trick of sneak attack!"

The young master of the Dark Sect smiled and said disapprovingly: "Xiao Kuo, if your strength is above me, why should I be afraid of my sneak attack? And when did the people from the Demon Sect start to accuse others of sneak attacks? Especially, Fatty An has always bullied the weak and feared the strong. Sneak attacks are just a common occurrence for you." An Long, who ignored this, looked around for a week and said coldly: "Hmph, come out when you come, don't hide, the relics are right in front of you, and come over if you are not afraid of death." His tone was a kind of domineering attitude of despising everything.

Shi Qingxuan was slightly shocked, thinking that he had discovered us. She quickly turned her head and looked at me.

I smiled at her and sent a message, "Don't worry Qingxuan. He would never notice me. All he said was those who were hiding in other rivers and lakes around and the demon sects." Sure enough, before I finished speaking, dozens of figures emerged from the roof and around, in different outfits, one by one or three or two in groups. He held various weapons and looked vigilantly at the young master of the Dark Sect.

This is one of the Taoist priests dressed in a goatee, and the man with a goatee was carrying a sword behind him, saying to the young master of the Dark Sect: "Although you are very good at martial arts, you can fight alone, and I think no one is your opponent. But if we unite, I'm afraid you won't get any benefits."

The young master of the Dark Sect sneered, "Oh? You guys are not worthy of fighting with me." He paused for a moment, looked at Xi Ying with a squint, and ordered: "They have given them to you."

After taking the young master of the Dark Sect to pick up his pain relief pills, Xi Ying's pain gradually disappeared and looked at the man talking indifferently. He didn't say a word of nonsense. He rushed over, his body as lightning.

These people hiding around witnessed Xi Ying's killing method just now, so naturally they did not dare to be careless. They all started to be very energetic. They responded carefully and quickly surrounded Xi Ying to resist his stormy attack while waiting for an opportunity to attack Xi Ying's vitals. They planned to hit him with one blow.
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