Chapter 1403 The miserable zombie

So, the old master took out several confinement array diagrams from his sleeve and stuck them to the limbs of the ancestor Wan Zang.

As the former moved into the formation map, the paper melted, and several ants-sized characters were engraved on Wan Zan's body.

After doing all this, the ancestor of the sword tomb still felt uneasy.

To deal with people in the devil's way, one must be very cautious.

The Qinglian Sword Formation only temporarily reduced most of the skills of the ancestor Wan Zombie.

If the sword formation is retracted from the back, the opponent's reduced skill will definitely turn around.

At that time, it is not certain that the spiritual weapon and array diagram speed lock cannot be locked.

Looking at Wan Zang's dying appearance, the old master, who had always been polite, couldn't help laughing.

It’s really too funny that Wan Zon was so stubborn that he was just now, but now he is so gentle as a dog, and he doesn’t even dare to exert a heavy breath.

"Wan Zang, why are you arrogant at first and respectful at the end?"

A hint of ridicule appeared on the face of the old master.

"You were not talking nonsense there just now, but I asked you how I was.

Now, who is the prisoner?”

The thunderous roar exploded in his ears, but Wan Zhuan didn't dare to refute it.

He was really afraid that this person would get angry and cut himself into pieces.

People in the sword tomb, sword art is not ordinary. If you want to torture people with swords, it can make people die in life and death.

Seeing that the other party was silent, the old master put the sword in his hand into the sheath and hung it on his waist.

The afterglow of Wan Zombie swept over this action, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

I think this old man is not the kind of person who likes to torture people.

Just as Wan Zan was secretly sighing "fortunate", a big-eared melon seed was directly printed on his old face.

Before he could react, the other party slapped in the face with several powerful force.

At this time, the ancestor Wan Zang was extremely weak and could not withstand such a slap containing the power of innate true essence.

Before he could take a few slaps, the whole old ancestor Wanzun's face swelled like a pig's head.

Hearing the other party wailing, the old master came to his senses and slapped more than a dozen times in a row at the person in front of him.

"Senior...senior...proud!"

The old ancestor Wan Zang's face was swollen, and he was a little incoherent at this moment.

"Now I know I call you a senior, I used to be an old man.

I, an old man, know nothing, just like to smoke people like you."

In fact, the old man didn't want to draw Wan Zan, but when he discussed with Ling Yi before, the latter asked him to draw this guy hard.

Now it seems that this junior named Wan Zang is not worth dying, and he should be pulled into death.

After experiencing his hands, the elder Ge let go and released his swordsmanship.

The great way that this master of the sword tomb understood was unique. At this moment, the air within ten miles was a little stagnant and filled with a terrifying murderous intent.

"What are you going to do? Soldiers can be killed and not humiliated."

Wan Zon could feel that his body was being eroded by a terrible sword meaning.

Moreover, this sword intent is approaching his own sluggish corpse path.

"No, no!"

This foreign will is like a maggot to suck on the great way he has realized.

And it is becoming stronger and stronger.

The other party planted the true meaning of swordsmanship in his body, but what he had realized was not the great way of swordsmanship at all.

What terrible things will happen if such a powerful external true intention invades the body?

The way of my own corpse is now surviving.

If you fight with such an alien swordsman, you will only be dead.

Wan Zon was still thinking that if he escaped from Tiantian this time, he would go to find Dao Tianyi to see if there was a way to restore his skills.

Now, everything has become a bubble, and the road to corpse is in danger, so how can you talk about restoring your skills?

The old master of the Pavilion carried the clothes of the ancestor Wan Zang and rushed towards the northeast.

...

It took less than a long time to meet the Master Jianzhong Pavilion.

When the latter saw Ling Yi, he threw out the dead dog-like ancestor Wan Zombie: "Fortunately, the leader has not been humiliated and captured this beast."

The so-called enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.

Ling Yi almost instantly shook the two corpse evil spirits in front of him and flashed to the front of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Zombies.

"You have today, too?"

Ling Yi's long sword in his hand stabbed the neck of the ancestor Wan Zang.

The Fish Intestine Sword is a famous weapon among the swords. It cuts iron like mud, and can cut down everything with one sword.

Now, even though the skin of the ancestor Wan Zombie is still one inch away, the stimulating sword energy makes him bleeding.

Seeing this, the old master was happy that Ling Yi was conquering his enemy, and he went to the side to get entangled with the two corpse evil spirits.

The ancestor Wan Zang didn't know Xuan Yi's true identity in front of him, and only felt that the previous sentence came out of the other party's mouth a little strange.

"President Xuanyi, don't be impulsive. If this sword is a little deeper, it will be irreversible.

I have been practicing for many years and I still have some family background. I am willing to exchange all my cultivation resources for..."

The ancestor Wan Zang tried to test.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yi smiled strangely and said in a voice transmission:

"Ancestor Wan Zombie, I am Ling Yi, the Dragon Emperor of Nine Seas! Do you think I will let you go?"

"This, you are Ling..."

The sudden change made the ancestor Wan Zang look pale, and the words behind him were choked in his throat and it was difficult to express them.

The head of Jian Tomb who has been in the limelight recently is actually Ling Yi.

This news came out, but it would cause a sensation in the entire Zhongzhou.

If the person in front of him was Xuan Yi, the ancestor Wan Zon felt that he still had a glimmer of life, but if it was Ling Yi, he would be dead and without life.

Looking at Ling Yi's extremely sharp sword in the center of his hand, the ancestor Wan Zombie was scared several times.

"Ling Yi, don't do it first. I have the news about your third brother and your starling brother. You can't kill me."

At the moment of crisis, the ancestor Wan Zang was wise in a hurry.
Chapter completed!