What is the essence of the Yellow River Corpse King?

Among the various speculations of the people on earth, the most well-known thing is that the Yellow River Corpse King was a scholar in the Ming Dynasty. He was soaked in the Yellow River by gentry and then threw his body into the Yellow River.

Because of his good luck, the scholar's body was washed into a corpse-raising site at the bottom of the Yellow River under the undercurrent, which was preserved to the era of spiritual energy revival.

In the era of spiritual energy revival, the rich resentment on the corpse finally became active under the spiritual energy, and the Yellow River Corpse King was born.

Fang Lei didn't know how this nonsense was recognized by the public. As an extraordinary creator, Fang Lei knew very well how the Yellow River Corpse King came from.

The body of the Yellow River Corpse King is actually a big horse monkey by the Yellow River!

Fang Lei created the so-called Yellow River Corpse King with the bloodline potion of extraordinary creatures in another world, plus the rules and divine power he controlled, and the Malaysian monkey as a template.

It is precisely because of this that the Yellow River Corpse King has extremely long arms, rather than the folk legendary stranger who is similar to Liu Da'er.

The most important thing is that the Yellow River Corpse King himself believes that he is the Yellow River Corpse King.

However, the Yellow River Corpse King is still a little dissatisfied with his identity as the Corpse King.

As a resource for the entire Yellow River, although the Yellow River Corpse King became a level three monster, he was not satisfied. He still lacked the necessary things for the king.

Of course, the necessary things for the king are not the strange domineering spirit.

As a Chinese monster, according to the logic of China, since it is the corpse king, even if it does not have the imperial energy, it must at least have the dragon energy.

But are dragons so easy to slaughter?

The Dragon King of the East China Sea, Long Aotian, can press him to the ground to rub.

Because of this, the corpse king, who had been lurking at the bottom of the Yellow River and following the flying sword and was preparing to compete for a glimmer of opportunity, couldn't help but see the dragon energy chance burst out from the flying sword.

The power of the third level allowed him to succeed in snatching the opportunity of the dragon energy for granted. After the dragon energy entered his body, the powerful and domineering feeling made him feel coveted the opportunity to covet the entire flying sword.

As a result, the Corpse King failed and encountered a sharp counterattack from the flying sword.

He was the angry corpse king, and he knew his chance to end.

Under such circumstances, the corpse king saw a human being walking with his relatives and ruthlessly steered crab steps, and the anger in his heart naturally moved to him.

With a roar, the Corpse King carried the fishy corpse gas in the sky, and drove the Yellow River water and rushed towards Xiang Youming.

He glanced at the corpse king who was still far away, and then Xiang Youming focused his eyes on the whistling flying sword.

Stepping on the Yellow River, Xiang Youming pinched a magic trick, and the magic power in his body suddenly surged out like a broken river. His body shook slightly and turned into more than a dozen Xiang Youmings.

All Xiang Youming raised his hand at the same time, and chains like flames wrapped around the iron sword.

That posture seemed to be pulling the iron sword down.

However, the iron sword is an iron sword condensed by Fang Lei's divine power, and even the world's extraordinary people can do anything to it.

The buzzing sword chanting sounds, the red sword energy burst out from the iron sword, and the sword was refined into silk, like winding and infinite silk threads, easily piercing Xiang Youming's methods.

The red clouds also scattered from around the iron sword.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Youming's eyes lit up, and then he wiped his hand around his waist. The white jade gourd was shining brightly. Under a powerful suction force, most of the chance was sucked in by the white jade gourd.

Red runes appeared and disappeared on the white jade gourd. Feeling the warmth that appeared out of thin air on the white jade gourd, Xiang Youming nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the flying sword that was approaching the top of his head, Xiang Youming quickly aimed the gourd at the flying sword and shouted:

"Please unsheath your baby!"

Buzz!

Accompanied by a sword roar, an invisible sharpness burst out from the gourd, followed by a loud bang, and the air near the iron sword actually surged up to the naked eye, and invisible ripples were spreading rapidly, and golden hair talismans were flying in it.

The Dao Sword was instantly broken by the iron sword, and Xiang Youming's face turned pale!

However, it seemed to be ready. Looking at the broken Taoist sword in the sky and the spirituality that permeated the Taoist sword, Xiang Youming quickly changed one sword technique after another, and his speed left a afterimage in the air.

"Change!"

With a full of breath, everyone clearly saw that all the golden runes gathered together and turned into a sword, but in a flash, the sword disappeared, leaving only a wave in the air shooting towards the gourd in Xiang Youming's hand.

As the Taoist sword returned to the nest, Xiang Youming finally showed a smile on his solemn face.

Everything was exactly the same as what he calculated, and he successfully got his own opportunity.

"The only accident is probably you."

With a smile on her face, Xiang Youming looked at the corpse king who had already purged him. The rich corpse energy and resentment locked him tightly, forcing Xiang Youming to use his magic power to communicate with the Taoist sword in the gourd.

With magic power connected to the Dao Sword, Xiang Youming suddenly turned into the world's top sword cultivator. He stretched out his hand and the dense invisible sword energy slashed towards the Corpse King.

The invisible sword energy is extremely sharp. Even the powerful body of the corpse king had fine scars under the invisible sword energy, and fishy blood spurted out from the small holes.

But the next moment, Xiang Youming's face changed. Although his sword energy injured the Corpse King, it seemed that the Corpse King didn't care about such injuries at all.

He came to Xiang Youming with a terrifying and fierce aura at an incredible speed. His extremely long arms swept towards Xiang Youming in the rich corpse aura like a coffin slashing horizontally.

Xiang Youming's expression changed drastically, and he also reacted immediately. His magic power was inspiring instantly to support the sword and shield defense.

However, the power of the corpse king was too great. With a loud bang, Xiang Youming flew backwards. His magic power surged in his body. He could not maintain the state of walking on the water and was suddenly shot into the Yellow River.

As Fang Lei expected, Xiang Youming was in a mess!

The overturn came so suddenly that the reporter who was licking Qianlong crazy on the helicopter suddenly felt like he was pinched his throat and didn't know what to say.

There is also a silence on both sides of the Yellow River.

No one expected that Xiang Youming, who was so coquettish, would be in a mess.

Inside Qianlong, Old Li suddenly stood up and stood up nervously.

Xiang Youming's failure was more worried than anyone else. After all, Xiang Youming's status in Qianlong is no longer the same as before, and he can be regarded as his right-hand man.

If something happens to Xiang Youming, let alone Qianlong’s losses, Qianlong’s failure alone is not something that Qianlong can afford.

Fortunately, after a moment, Xiang Youming flew out of the Yellow River like a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

A white jade gourd floating beside him, and as soon as it appeared, it exerted thousands of sword energy. The mysterious sword moves invisibly and formlessly enveloped the corpse king.

roar!

The Corpse King roared, and the corpse energy around him was like a tide. This time, the sword energy was destroyed by the corpse energy!

In the surging corpse energy, the Corpse King and Xiang Youming fought on the Yellow River. Even if they were not extraordinary people, everyone could clearly see that the Corpse King was pressing Xiang Youming to fight throughout the whole process!

Moreover, Xiang Youming, who suffered a loss, seemed afraid of falling to the Yellow River again. It seemed that once he fell to the Yellow River, he would be even less of a match for the Yellow River Corpse King.

People around the Yellow River have begun to run away frantically.

There is no way. Seeing that the Yellow River Corpse King is so fierce, I’m afraid of ten thousand, but I’m afraid of anything!

What if Yi Youming was slaughtered, the Yellow River Corpse King came to him and wait for others?

Isn't that dead?

Compared with opportunities, dog life is more important!

"Look, look at the Hukou Waterfall!"

"Damn it, god!"

In such panic, someone saw a sharp-eyed view of a white cloud flying from afar above the Hukou Waterfall. Among the white clouds, a sword cultivator held a long sword and came from the west with a sword.

"It's Tang Jiang, chairman of the Tang Group!"

"A sword comes from the west, and the flying immortal from the sky is thought to be a fabrication, but I didn't expect that such a method would be mastered by Mr. Tang."

"Accessors, the corpse king is not scary. Human beings are still the masters of this world. Under any circumstances, China will ensure the safety of citizens' lives and property."

The confused reporter also noticed Tang Jiang's flying fairy posture and quickly explained it again.

In the crowd, Zhang Ziqing, who had already escorted her father to the side of the RV, suddenly stopped running. Seeing white clouds coming from the sky, she turned around and ran towards the bank of the Yellow River.

But as soon as she made some moves, her father grabbed her.

"Ziqing, are you crazy? That's the Yellow River Corpse King!"

Zhang's father grabbed Zhang Ziqing with an unbelievable look on his face.

Zhang Ziqing's cheeks bulged and said firmly:

"But there is my senior brother there."

"My disciple on the Immortal Island of Zifu will never abandon his fellow disciples and run away!"

Looking at Zhang Ziqing's firm look, Zhang's father opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

My daughter... After all, she has grown up and has her own ideas.

As a father, all I can do is shelter her from the wind and rain.

But this extraordinary thing... can I really help?

Thinking of this, Zhang's father had a desire for extraordinary power for the first time...

"Sword Liuyun!"

White clouds surging, swords are like flowing clouds. Although Tang Jiang, who is in a suit, has not had the cultivation level as high as Xiang Youming, his condescending means of attacking him with power that made him burst out, which made all the three levels look at him.

Feeling the magnificent sword intent, the injured corpse king did not dare to fight it at all, and could only avoid the edge.
To be continued...