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Chapter 87, the ancient corpse fierce(2/2)

The Demon Cult leader screamed in surprise, and blood spurted out violently, like a kite with its string cut off, and it flew away violently.

too strong!

Even a strong person in the Nine-Rank True Martial Realm cannot withstand the blow of the ancient corpse, especially with that powerful defensive ability, he is truly invincible.

"Roar!~"

The ancient corpse raised its head and roared, and the corpse energy that exploded became more and more powerful and terrifying, as if it was venting its grievances and anger during its lifetime. Every roar was really like thunder, piercing the heart and soul.

Kill! Kill! Kill!~

They were all dead, and the remaining demons were also crazy. Each one of them had red eyes, wildly wielding their sharp weapons, roaring at the top of their lungs, and charging towards them in an extremely crazy manner.

Crackling!~

Waves of magic light rainbows struck the ancient corpse. The ancient corpse stood as tall as a mountain, motionless, like an unshakable fortress, unshakable and indestructible.

Suddenly!

Once angry, corpse claws pierce the body, killing ants, and it is unstoppable.

Seeing the tragic death of his subordinates one after another, the leader of the Demon Cult was bleeding from the eyes. He was furious and stared at the neglected Lin Chen with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said: "It's all because of this brat! He ruined the plan of our sect and harmed my brothers.

, Never forgivable! Unforgivable!~"

The leader of the Demon Cult roared loudly, and he was in a state of madness. All the anger and hatred were concentrated on Lin Chen. He strode like thunder, charged like a tiger, and actually killed Lin Chen with rage.

"That rascal!?"

The expressions of the three Sword Sect disciples changed with shock. Although they did not know Lin Chen's identity, if Lin Chen had not taken action, they would have been killed by the evil hands of the Demon Sect. As members of the same sect, how could they just watch the leader of the Demon Sect succeed.

But they never expected that the Demon Cult would give up the fight against the ancient corpse and point all fingers at Lin Chen. It came so suddenly that even if the three Sword Sect disciples wanted to help, they couldn't make it in time.

Lin Chen was also stunned. He didn't expect that the Demonic Cult would attack him. He was a strong man in the ninth-level true martial arts realm. How could Lin Chen be his opponent? What's even more tragic is that he had just been hit by the corpse energy of the ancient corpse and was almost half disabled.

Have the strength to fight again.

"You bastard! Die!" the Demon Cult leader roared, with a ferocious look on his face. He gripped the Demon Sword tightly, sparking all the way, as powerful as thunder, and slashed at him with his tyrannical sword.

Lin Chen was terrified. He knew he was outmatched, but he did not sit still and wait for death.

However!

Just as he was about to put up a desperate resistance, a familiar figure suddenly stood in front of Lin Chen.

"Forehead?"

Lin Chen was dumbfounded, staring closely at the seemingly fragile yet brave body in front of him. He was greatly surprised, his heart was in a state of confusion, and he was stunned for an instant.
Chapter completed!
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