Chapter 591

The nine ancient corpses are full of the strong and extreme smell of death. The black fog is rolling outside the body, even with the waves of the road. It seems that they are really nine peerless evil spirits coming out of hell, forcing the purple robed old man to dodge again and again.

"Elder!"

Wuxiangxianzong's other elites in fairyland changed their color and turned pale.

The eighth elder of their pulse, Dao Jing, is in existence. At the moment, he is under the control!

In the distance, the people who looked at this place were also shocked, and they stared at Lin Tian.

"He has been prepared for a long time. Unexpectedly, he has prepared nine ancient corpses like this, with the wave of Tao."

"Before they were alive, they all existed in the realm of Tao."

"But how can he control them?"?! This... "

Everyone was stunned.

This scene is too shocking.

A young man in Yukong can control nine ancient corpses on the main road. Moreover, these ancient corpses are psychic!

Wuxiangxianzong followed by the powerful Tongxian, there were 21 people left. Now they were staring at Lin Tian, both frightened and angry.

"You're going to kill us on purpose!"

One of them said angrily.

Lin Tian disdained, with a strong irony in his eyes.

The dragon patterns on the soles of his feet flickered, and the ninety-nine dragons roared up to the sky.

"I'll take care of you first. Before that, to borrow a word from your supreme elder... "His voice was calm, he stood on the red mountain top, and did not move:" now, in front of my eyes, you are just a tiny ant. "

"Ouch!"

The ninety-nine dragons began to move, pressing towards the 21 most central people for the first time.

Twenty one people change color, each holding up a powerful magic power, quickly dodge.

It's just that the power of the ninety-nine dragons is so powerful that the ordinary powerful ones can't resist it. In the blink of an eye, one of them was entangled by three dragons and directly exploded.

The sound of the dragon is harsh, and it rushes up again.

"Damn it, everyone..."

"Poof!"

Someone opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he was pressed by six painted black dragons and smashed into the void.

Blood like water, floating on the surface of the burial mountain.

"Ouch!"

The Dragon roared as if it were true. He ruthlessly attacked and killed the powerful people who knew immortals in wuxiangxianzong, and blocked them in the center.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

With the roar of the dragon, it was just a moment, and three more people burst out, and the form and spirit were all destroyed.

In the distance, the crowd stared at the scene, all of them trembled. They felt a chill in their back and numbness in their scalp.

"He... What did he do?"

Someone shivered.

It's horrible!

A little monk in the imperial air, standing on the top of the red mountain at this moment, easily killed several powerful men who knew immortals!

"It feels as if the whole burial mountain is his domain."

Someone murmured.

Looking around, Lin Tian, dressed in a long black dress, stands still on the top of the mountain. There is only a big dragon circling and galloping. Where he passes, the strong men of wuxiangxianzong can't resist and can only dodge. Among these people, there are those who are strong in the eight immortals, but they are also tired of coping. There are too many dragons!

With a puff, a powerful man of the eight immortals burst open. He just uttered a scream of despair and disappeared.

"Beast

The purple robed old man of wuxiangxianzong roars. He brings more than 20 strong people who are the elites of wuxiangxianzong. But now, eleven people have been killed in the twinkling of an eye! Eleven, eleven monks in Wonderland! He roared angrily, his divine power rolled, and exerted his great power to kill Lin Tiansha. Far away, he crushed the void.

Lin Tian just glanced at it and didn't care.

"Roar!"

Nine ancient corpses roared, and the black mist of death rolled like waves, forming a huge black barrier.

With a hiss, the killing of the old man in purple robe was stopped, and then melted like ice in the black mist of death.

"Take care of yourself first."

Lin Tian's expression is indifferent.

Words fall, nine ancient corpses roar again, nine eyes black as ink, cold kill to purple robe old man.

The purple robed old man was very angry, but in the face of such nine ancient corpses, he was really in some trouble, and it was hard to get rid of them.

Lin Tian glanced at the old man in purple robe, turned his head and looked forward again.

"I don't like bullying, and I hate being bullied. If anyone wants to bully me, I'm sorry. "

"Kill."

His voice was calm and indifferent.

For a time, the chant of the dragon became louder.

The black dragon and the silver dragon roared at the same time. The eyes of the dragon were cold and dignified. They went straight to the other powerful people who were still alive. Each of these dragons is tens of feet long. They are all made up of very terrible evil spirit and strange powers. They contain natural killing light. When they are intertwined, they are even more terrible.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

There was blood falling from the void, and there were three five monks who were connected to immortals. They were entangled by the Yin evil dragon and directly exploded.

"Ah

When the scream came out, some people were not killed at the first time, but they suffered unimaginable heavy damage and couldn't bear to breathe out. But the next moment, the sound dissipated, and a big black dragon rushed by, directly shattering it.

Lin Tian stands on the red mountain top and looks at all this indifferently.

"Ouch!"

The sound of the Dragon sound again, another powerful man was hit by the immortal, and then his body was swallowed by a dragon. This dragon is entirely condensed from the breath of Yin, which is the essence of pure essence. It was just a thread that could corrode the four heavens of the heavens. Now, the essence of a great dragon is to annihilate this person in a flash.

In the twinkling of an eye, there are still ten strong men in front.

These ten people are very powerful, all of them are the strong men of the eight immortals. They stand back to back, and their eyes are full of fear.

"Wuxiang immortal sect, one of the six immortal sects, as such a powerful force, how could you be afraid? It seems to be a little shameful to show a frightened expression in front of a little monk in Yukong? You are insulting the face of wuxiangxianzong. " Lin Tian looked at the crowd indifferently. It seemed calm, but the irony could be heard by anyone: "well, I'll help your supreme elder to punish him a little. You're welcome."

He lifted his right hand, and in an instant, the ground shook.

"Keng!"

Under the surface of the earth, there are hundreds of dragon shaped swords, which are like sword springs. The speed of these dragon shaped swords is very fast. As soon as they rush out, they are mingled with the dragon that was manifested earlier, and they rush to kill the remaining ten people of wuxiangxianzong.

This is a general trend, and the void is cut into huge cracks.

"You..."

"Poof!"

It's just a flash. The nearest one who can communicate with the immortals is submerged and crushed by the big sword and the big dragon.

The remaining nine people were frightened and their faces were livid. At this moment, they could not help shaking.

"Damn you, what is this..."

"Poof!"

Someone opened his mouth, but he was immediately crushed by seven dragons and dozens of dragon swords, and exploded in the void on the spot.

There were still eight people left. They were frightened and their hands were shaking.

"You're welcome, I said."

Lin Tiandao.

As the words fell, the dragon and the Dragon Sword pressed toward the eight.

It's hard to estimate the time when the burial mountain was in Shengzhou. It has always been one of the most dangerous and terrible places in this vast territory. There are so many creepy evil spirits and strange powers under the ground that it's hard to estimate. Now, standing in the burial mountain, he is much better than when he was at the eclosion gate.

Although there are twelve immortal veins in the eclosion gate, even the ancient gods have been to this burial mountain!

By contrast, it's obvious that the twelve immortal veins of eclosion can't be compared with the power of the fall of burial mountain. However, the falling power of the burial mountain can not be used to practice, even if it contains infinite aura, but because it has been intertwined with evil spirit for a long time, these auras are no longer pure aura, which is full of killing power.

"Ouch!"

Dozens of dragons roared again, followed by a strange dragon sword.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The shrill scream sounded, and several blood mists exploded.

Another three people burst out in the void and died.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were only five of the more than 20 strong people who came here.

"Lin Tian! You damned beast

The purple robed old man roared, his eyes were red. He brought more than 20 people, but only five were killed at the moment!

"Are you a wild dog? It's just yelling. " Lin Tian satirized: "if you have the ability, come and kill me."

The dragon pattern on the sole of his feet is more powerful. A big dragon and a dragon sword vibrate and shine for a time.

"Stop it, I'll..."

"Poof!"

Someone retreated, but in an instant he was beheaded by the dragon sword. Blood gushed out from his throat and rushed up to a height of about Zhang.

"Elder, help us... Ah!"

Some people asked for help, but they couldn't wait for help at all. In a flash, they were entangled by several painted black dragons and God silver dragons. At the same time, the dragon shaped sword cuts at the first time, just like cutting grass, splitting it into pieces.

In the twinkling of an eye, two people were beheaded again. The original more than 20 people who were strong enough to communicate with immortals were left with only the last three people.

In the distance, the crowd trembled and couldn't stop shivering. The eighth elder of wuxiangxianzong brought more than 20 powerful people to Tongxian. Many of them were in the eighth heaven of Tongxian, and all of them were elites of the sect. But now, such a group of elites of Xianzong were killed by a little friar of yukongjing in a moment, and only three of them were killed!

"It's just a demon!"

Some people are scared.

Staring at Lin Tian in the burial mountain, many people can't help trembling and feel that their heart has been grabbed.

"Thief Lin!"

Just then, a roar came from the far sky.

A blue robed old man rushed in, his eyes full of bitterness and hostility, and his body was intertwined with obvious fluctuations of Tao.