Primordial Devouring Technique

Chapter 575

"Aw~ow~~" There were bursts of mournful howls followed by the sound of sinister laughter, and then a burst of rumbling sounded, and in a blink of an eye, it came from far to near.

All the black-armored warriors panicked for a while, only to feel a group of ferocious auras approaching, Ling'er was also frightened and turned pale.

The next moment, everyone saw humanoid monsters surrounded by black energy rushing into the formation like lightning from the surrounding dense forest.

"Zombie?!" Linger trembled with fright.

Those black-armored warriors also panicked in the face of brutal and powerful humanoid monsters!
The ten tall zombies had ferocious faces, with blood holes in their eyes, and a layer of sharp silver hair growing all over their bodies. The smell of corpses came from them, making people sick.

Just when everyone was startled, the ten silver corpses, like ten demon venerables, rushed towards nearly a hundred black-armored martial kings.

"Kill!" Those black-armored guards were not to be outdone, and took out their soldiers to fight ten zombies.

One of the black-armored martial guards at the sixth level of the Martial King Realm shouted angrily, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed it down, immediately turning into a violent shadow of the knife, and slashing at the zombie who rushed close to him.

"Bang" and "Bang" several times.

The saber slashed on the top of the zombie's head in an instant, but it was like slashing on cold iron, only a few shallow marks were cut, and a few strands of silver energy were cut off, but it was not serious at all.

Yin *** instead had two arms and hugged him fiercely, hugging him tightly in her arms.

"Ah!!" The Martial King immediately screamed, and was torn into pieces by the zombie's ten knives-like sharp fingers, spraying a rain of blood.

"Ah!!" "Ah!!" "Ah!!!"

A shrill scream resounded from all over the formation.

None of these black-armored martial kings was a one-shot enemy of the ten zombies, and their bodies were torn apart once they collided.

All the black-armored guards let out gasps of air-conditioning at the same time, and the audience was silent.

Ling'er huddled in a corner of the formation, and couldn't help screaming in fright at the tragic scene in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river, and fragments of limbs were scattered all over the ground. It was too horrible to look at. All the guards of King Wu retreated quickly, terrified.

'Roar~~~~'

The ten silver corpses stood upright among the fragments of corpses on the ground, like King Kong, raised their heads to the sky and let out a long howl, with fierce eyes shining.

It's hard to imagine that just a moment ago when they met face to face, more than [-] martial kings were torn into pieces by them like this.

Uncle He, who was at the Martial King Realm, had an ugly expression on his face, "It's actually a fourth-order Dzogchen corpse, which is equivalent to the combat power of a human being at the Martial King Realm Dzogchen!"

Uncle He's expression darkened, he leaped out, and slapped one of the silver corpses with his palm.

The most terrifying thing about these war corpses is their indestructible bodies. Without the cultivation base of the Martial Emperor Realm, it is impossible to damage them!

"Jie Jie, old guy, do you think I will let you hurt my baby? Your opponent is me." That sinister laugh sounded again.

'call out! 'A sharp arrow set off an astonishingly sharp neighing sound, and as if it was about to cut through the sky from the dense forest, it came straight to Bo He's body that was flying in an instant. Its locked position was Bo He's head. With a sharp sound that disturbs the mind.

Before it hit, Uncle He felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows, he was startled, he knew that this arrow was terrible.

While waving his hands, he slapped several palms in succession, one after another cyan palm prints were slapped, and at this moment, Uncle He spewed out his soldiers from his mouth, and a small cyan print blocked in front of him.

'boom!boom!boom! 'The palm prints condensed by the Martial Emperor realm were all pierced by the sharp arrow and shattered.

With a sound of 'Boom', Uncle He spewed out blood, and saw with his own eyes that the green seal of his soldier was smashed by the sharp arrow, and the speed of the sharp arrow slowed down, but it still came in an instant.

He Bo let out a roar, his face was slightly ferocious, and he grabbed the arrow that 'shot' in front of him with both hands.

Immediately, his figure was thrown backwards by the force of the sharp arrow, and with a bang, his back slammed into the large barrier light curtain. Fortunately, the arrow also lost all its energy at this moment, and shattered into pieces. Come, turn into wisps of gray gas and dissipate into nothingness.

"Hey, did you catch it? Then try to catch my arrow again." The voice of sinister/laughter sounded again, and a gray-robed figure walked out of the dense forest.

It was a young man in his 20s, with a thin and pale face, a wicked smile, gray hair, and a simple gray bow in his hand, with patterns of birds and beasts exuding a strong hostility.

The young man in gray robe walked into the formation step by step, smiled again, and pointed his bow at Uncle He.

"You know how wonderful you are when you kill your soul with one arrow, the hunter of the Huangquan Hunting Palace!?" Uncle He shrank his eyes suddenly, and said in surprise.

"Hey, you actually recognized me, then you're all going to die today." Fang Zhimiao sneered, and on his gray bow, a dusty light arrow formed again.

He Bo's heart tightened.

Ling'er's face was even paler, she was terrified, she was going to die?Is she going to die too?

'Wow~~' At this moment, the curtain of the animal carriage that had been calm before was lifted, and a beautiful figure flew out, and slapped the gray-robed youth with a slender palm.

"Miss Zhao Lingying, have you finally shown up?" Fang Zhimiao smiled, and didn't make any movement at all in the face of the sudden appearance of the beautiful shadow.

I saw that this was a young girl in a purple dress, with a charming face, but a beautiful embryo.

Her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of purple mist, and she turned out to be a powerful girl Xiu at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

But just when her palm was about to slap Fang Zhimiao, the space beside Fang Zhimiao fluctuated, and a figure in the same gray robe appeared and slapped it out.

'boom! 'With a loud noise, the entire formation seemed to shake.

The girl in the purple skirt fluttered upside down and landed on the ground.

She frowned slightly and looked around, only to see that the gray-robed man who appeared again was a burly man.

"Who came to kill me after all of you?" Zhao Lingying frowned, her little hand behind her back had been shattered, and a drop of blood dripped down.

Fang Zhimiao chuckled, and said to the burly old man in gray robe beside him, "Kui Mang, I'll leave it to you, I believe you will like it."

In Kui Mang's hand was an exaggerated two-foot-long broadsword that vibrated slightly, exuding a bloodthirsty luster. He 'licked' his lower lip with his tongue, "This time the prey is just what I want."

Uncle He and Zhao Lingying shook their bodies, and Uncle He exclaimed, "He is the bloodthirsty madman of the Underworld Hunting Hall, Kui Mang!? The hunter who once slaughtered many families!?"

Phew~~!

Kui Mang smiled, and flashed out with a gust of bloody wind, his figure was ferocious, and he slashed at Zhao Lingying with his sword.

The terrifying cultivation base of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm frightened the martial cultivators of the Zhao family in the entire formation, and a blood-colored knife light with a length of ten feet slashed out, trying to tear Zhao Lingying to pieces!
(End of this chapter)