"Boom the Thunder Swamp!" A trick in the Thunder Palm Pulse was suddenly blasted out by him. The lightning snakes in the sky rushed wildly, and the thunder pillars struck down. The ground was 1,000 meters, and the ghost soldiers with heavy ghost bodies were trapped in a swamp mud.

The Thunder and Lightning Xuanmen technique has a strong yang energy and specializes in restraining the creatures of the Nether Clan, which is particularly lethal to the ghosts. Unfortunately, the eighth-level ghost soldiers rely on their armor-like zombie ghost bodies to provide protection. Although their skin was charred by the electric snake and thunder pillar, none of them were fatal trauma. They were just heavy in their bodies and struggled in the swamp, and their speed dropped sharply.

Xuanyuan Peng took this opportunity to control the demon flame skull, breaking out of the bottle, whistling and rushing down frequently, launching a fierce attack. In the thunder pillar, a skull with a raging skull with a big mouth, like the grin of death, pounced down.

With the attack power of the level nine magic flame skeleton, each time it targets a level eight ghost soldier and falls into the double dilemma of muddy thunder and lightning, it is inconvenient to dodge, so naturally one attack is accurate and one success is achieved frequently.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The ferocious heads of ghost soldiers were bitten and left by the flying demon flame skeleton.

This is the power of Xuanmen's martial arts. The number of ghost soldiers has an absolute advantage, but they are tightly restrained by Xuanyuan Peng's Thunder Palm Technique. It is inconvenient to rotate. Coupled with the sharp bite of the level nine-level magic flame skeleton, the horned heads are bitten one after another, leaving only a headless ghost body with neck blood sprayed standing in the muddy swamp.

The Thunder Swamp is extremely powerful, but it also consumes a lot of mysterious energy. Each attack is only tens of seconds. However, Xuanyuan Peng saw that this worked and before it can disappear, he slashed out the second move "Thunder Swamp" again to maintain this attack mode that is extremely beneficial to him.

When he felt that his mysterious energy was insufficient, he took out an essence pill and swallowed it into his stomach, refining the pill energy to replenish energy!

"Boom, buzz..."

The thousand-meter ground centered on Xuanyuan Peng was dancing wildly in the sky, and the thunder pillars slashed hard, and the sluster was everywhere. Amid the sound of lightning and thunder, a skull head surrounded by dark flames flew up and down, like a howling eagle falcon, fiercely attacking the strong and strong ghost soldiers.

Every ghost soldier hated Xuanyuan Peng to the core, tried his best, stepped on the mud, and waved his bone fork to attack him, but the swamps grew sharply reduced their attack speed.

Xuanyuan Peng looked around and listened to all directions. How could the ghost soldiers who were restrained by the Thunder Swamp approaching? When he saw someone approaching his side, he moved his mind and commanded the demon flame skeleton to get rid of him first. If there were many ghost soldiers close to him, he would step on the meteor and avoid him like a fish. The ghost soldiers whose angrily attacked was about to explode, but he could not catch up with him.

Maintaining this thunderous move consumes extremely mysterious energy. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Peng has more than ten essence pills and several Yuan Gathering Pill spoils. Whenever he feels that the mysterious energy is not supported, he swallows one without hesitation and replenishes the lost mysterious energy in time.

"Crack!" The horned head of the last ghost soldier was bitten off by the demon flame skeleton and flew into the sky. The headless ghost body sprayed all its neck blood and pounced on it into the mud.

Xuanyuan Peng took back the magic flame skeleton, stepped on the meteor steps, swished and swished around the ground, and a black vortex appeared on his right palm, and he sucked the ghost corpses into the dark sea of ​​the six Buddha slaughter monuments. He had just used the Thunderbolt Swamp eight times in a row and swallowed eight essence pills. These corpses of level eight ghost soldiers cannot be wasted. They all have to be refined into essence pills as his spoils to supplement his reserves.

After taking the heads and bodies of hundreds of ghost corpses, he stood on the ground, panting heavily, and the refining essence pill was the Golden Toad, so he didn't have to worry about it. He quickly summarized the gains and losses of the battle just now:

Although there are many ghost soldiers, they are all brute force and have no powerful skills. Their physique is extremely cold. They are restrained by his yang-energy Thunder Swamp. They relied on the ninth-level magic weapon to swallow and bite them frequently and defeat them one by one. They won this battle. One martial arts advantage and the other magic weapon advantage lay the foundation for victory! Otherwise, facing a hundred eighth-level ghost soldiers, they are deeply trapped in a siege, so how can they have a way to survive?

However, the Demon Flame Skeleton could only pounce on it with one move, which was a single power. He was planning to discuss with the Golden Toad how to enhance its attack power.

His body was also frequently using fierce moves, and in the process of swallowing eight essence pills in a row, he was washed and tempered like a wave. You should know that each essence pill is equivalent to the energy cultivation of an eighth level cultivator. In such a short time, he digested and absorbed a total of eight. It is conceivable that the huge impact on his musculoskeleton and nerves. If it is not strong, it is a great danger that the meridians will be burst and suffocated!

And his body was also greatly tempered under the erosion of waves and benefited a lot!

At this point, he sat cross-legged, divided his spirit and left it outside his body to sense the enemy's situation. The rest of his spirit was devoted to the underworld cultivation of Yin-Yang Divine Refining Art. He wanted to take this opportunity to consolidate the results of the body and body tempering.

One big circumference, another big circumference, the mysterious energy of the dantian wanders in his veins like a python, strengthening the meridians that have just been expanded by violent impact, and consolidating the stronger muscles and bones. The medicinal power of the marrow-cleaning golden elixir precipitated deep in the bone marrow was also stimulated by extremely low-frequency nerve shocks, giving him deeper nourishing benefits.

Half an hour passed quietly, and he suddenly finished his practice, opened his eyes, jumped from the ground, and the moment his feet touched the ground, there was a bang, and dozens of cracks were cracked on the ground, like a spider web, which naturally generated under his feet. This was caused by the shock of the aftermath of the practice.

Just by staging this casually, the aftermath of the cultivation shattered the ground, Xuanyuan Peng's skill has improved a little more. Before, when he finished his underworld cultivation, there was no such scene. With his internal vision ability, he sensed the mysterious energy lake in his dantian, which was indeed twice as large as before. The rolling mysterious energy condensed into a huge mysterious energy vortex, rotating slightly on his own, an explosive force contained in it!
Chapter completed!