Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 393 Take control of the situation!

The corpses were dancing wildly and looking at each other!

The sudden transformation of the divine corpse really caught the human monks in the valley by surprise.

Compared to those god puppets.

The strength of the divine corpse has completely reached a new level.

Although due to the lack of the divine source that contains self-awareness and source power, the strength of the divine corpse is limited to the Tao body realm.

But even so, relying on the tyranny of the divine body and the instinctive control of the power of the avenue, the divine corpse still firmly suppressed the human monks.

If it weren't for the fact that the human monks in the God Burial Valley were all geniuses and veteran monks from major sects and families.

They all more or less hold some trump cards in their hands.

Otherwise, under the siege of such a large number of divine corpses, there would have been casualties long ago.

"There is no way to continue like this. These divine corpses are immortal and it is difficult for our methods to have an effect on them.

"Does this small piece of broken iron really have such a magical effect?"

You can only take a beating but cannot fight back.

Even the geniuses like them found this situation very difficult.

When the Taoist gave him this magical piece of iron just now, he also left him a message.

But for a great monk of Liu Qiufeng's level, even a moment's change cannot escape their eyesight.

But the next moment.

"Let's give it a try."

She smiled and shook her head, Liu Qiufeng's eyes moved slightly.

Standing on the ice shrouded in white mist with his hands behind his hands, Liu Qiufeng could not help but take a few more glances at the impaled corpse in front of him.

"I think it should be a senior expert from my human race."

Certainly!

The boundless chill suddenly broke out, and the divine corpse that was torn apart by the current suddenly turned into a sculpture frozen in place.

Rubbing the inconspicuous piece of broken iron in his hand, Liu Qiufeng was doubtful of the mysterious Taoist's words.

Just when Liu Qiufeng frowned and thought about how to break the situation, a figure condensed from clouds and mist suddenly appeared, raised his hand and a stream of light fell into his hand.

Looking at this scene, Tianhe Zhenzong's genius Liu Qiufeng showed a solemn look on his face.

After thinking about the origin of the mysterious Taoist for a long time, Liu Qiufeng could not figure out one, two, three, four, five.

It's just that although this person's origin is mysterious, his aura is pure and majestic, and he is obviously not a demon or crooked person.

The vast water flow that can wash away the divine iron and fairy gold into slag bombards this divine corpse, but it is difficult to cause effective damage to it.

Endless water mist surrounded it, trying to invade this divine body, but was completely blocked by the body flowing with mysterious light.

Otherwise, their methods alone will be extremely difficult to work.

Where did that Taoist come from? He was able to hold the magic weapon to suppress the divine corpse, but he came and went without a trace. He just left his things and left.

And in addition to these divine corpses, those lingering divine hatreds also continue to appear, causing trouble and sneak attacks from the side.

Flashing forward to the corpse, Liu Qiufeng pointed it out, and the broken iron condensed on his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the broken iron sent by this mysterious Taoist was really effective in suppressing the divine corpse.

Although these divine corpses do not have the strength of the Taoist realm, this divine body is actually the body of a god.

This god's corpse, which had no emotions and only acted on instinct, had a strange look of panic on its face.

"This is……"

It really comes without a trace and goes without a trace.

Although he had doubts in his heart, facing the unsolvable situation at this moment, the broken iron given by this mysterious Taoist was the only chance to break the situation.

The roaring river water violently impacted the body of the corpse.

Unless there is a magic weapon that contains great killing power.

Liu Qiufeng immediately stopped hesitating, mobilized his whole body, and a terrifying wave vortex that stretched for hundreds of miles rose up from the ground. The extremely turbulent and terrifying water flow was like a super crusher that wanted to engulf the world, locking the divine corpse tightly in it. In place.

It really works!

Although the expression on the divine corpse's face only appeared for a moment, it was fleeting.

The Divine Corpse, which had always been expressionless, instinctively raised its head when faced with Liu Qiufeng's attack.

The corpse of the god, which was struggling hard and causing the ice to crack, suddenly became silent, leaving only a slender trail of blood slowly flowing down his cheek and to his chin.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before the situation in the Valley of the Buried Gods will deteriorate overwhelmingly.

He was hesitant about the mysterious Taoist's identity and intentions before, but didn't take it to heart. Now that it was confirmed that the Taoist was not a villain, those words couldn't help but resurface.

He waved his hand and created a surging long river, trapping a kind-hearted god in front of him who could control the infinite loess in the middle of the river.

Holding the magical broken iron in his hand, Liu Qiufeng suddenly turned into a huge wave. The roaring waves were like a ten thousand-foot-long divine peak, and suddenly rushed towards the divine corpse.

Hearing the voice ringing in his ears, Liu Qiufeng raised his hand in surprise, only to see that the figure had turned into clouds and dispersed again.

Snapped!

The ice cracked, and the magical shards of iron were nailed into the forehead of the corpse.

If things go on like this, they will definitely be consumed to death. "

"Now that the divine corpse has revived, it would be too dangerous to stay here for a long time. It would be more appropriate to take a step back first."

The thoughts in his mind changed slightly, and Liu Qiufeng looked at the crucified corpse in front of him.

Do you want to take this divine corpse away with you? This is the body of a god, a rare treasure...

With this thought, Liu Qiufeng's mind suddenly roared, and eight characters appeared in his mind involuntarily.

The corpse of the god enters the world!

Endless disaster!

<divclass="contentadv"> His eyes were shocked, Liu Qiufeng's face suddenly became serious, and he said in a daze:

"Warning from heaven and earth?!"

Feeling the rich voice that was still echoing in his mind, Liu Qiufeng immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking away this divine corpse.

This must be the rule left by the one who created the God Burial Valley. Once someone has the idea of ​​taking away the god's corpse, the rule will be triggered and a warning will be issued from heaven and earth.

With a sullen look on his face, Liu Qiufeng lamented that it was fortunate that heaven and earth had warned him to stop him, otherwise he would have really taken away such a disaster.

Since there was nothing of value left, Liu Qiufeng turned around and left.

The impaled divine corpse was left in place.

It was a long time until the genius of Tianhe Zhenzong left.

The mysterious Taoist who suddenly appeared just now slowly appeared again. He first glanced at the direction Liu Qiufeng left, and then looked sideways at the nailed corpse.

"Fortunately, the main body has set rules in advance with [Command Talisman]. Anyone who tries to take away the corpse will trigger the effect of the warning from heaven and earth.

Otherwise, it is really possible for these free laborers to take away the corpse. "

The clone of Qi Xiu, which was derived from the method of painting the skin of the sky demon, smiled lightly, then waved his sleeves and used the universe in his sleeves to collect the nailed corpse.

The number of divine corpses in the God Burial Valley is difficult to estimate.

Qi Xiu wanted to control them all with one person, but the time line was too long. Now that the God Burial Valley didn't have the sword to suppress it, new changes might occur at any time.

So Qi Xiu naturally set his sights on the "fellow Taoists" who were also in the God Burial Valley.

Adhering to the beautiful wishes of "everything comes, everything comes," and "idleness means idleness", Qi Xiu decisively used the method of painting the skin of the heavenly demon, evolving five clones, allowing them to carry magical broken iron, and specifically pick out those who are fighting against the corpses of the gods. A fierce fighting human race monk.

After careful operation, these "fellow Taoists" naturally became Qi Xiu's free helpers.

In order to prevent these fellow Taoists from taking away the corpse after restraining it.

Qi Xiu did not hesitate to use the [Command Talisman] again. As long as the human monks in the God Burial Valley had the idea of ​​taking away the corpse of the gods, the warnings from heaven and earth would immediately sound in their minds.

The human monks who can enter the God Burial Valley are either geniuses or veteran monks who have lived for seven or eight hundred years.

They know better than ordinary monks the weight of the warnings of heaven and earth.

A warning from heaven and earth was enough to make them completely give up the idea of ​​taking away the divine corpse.

The abandoned divine corpse was recovered by the clone hidden aside.

At the same time, five clones were running around in the God Burial Valley. Every time they appeared, they would lead a human race monk to suppress the divine corpse.

Qi Xiu's true body was patrolling the entire God Burial Valley, looking for demonic cultivators that had not yet been taken down.

These demons and evil cultivators all have mysterious pieces of iron hidden in their bodies.

If you find one more piece, you can suppress one more divine corpse.

Invisibly, the entire God Burial Valley gradually fell under Qi Xiu's control.

Whether it is a demon cultivator or a human cultivator.

They all became pawns in his chess game.

Time keeps passing.

One by one, the divine corpses were continuously suppressed and pinned down, and then were recovered by Qi Xiu's clone.

The duration of the Heavenly Demon Painting Skin Technique is only twelve hours.

In order to extend the duration of the clone, Qi Xiu found another way to cover the clone itself with the Hunyuan Palace, changing the flow rate of the cosmic light and delaying the dissipation time of the clone.

Otherwise, once the clones disappear, it will be difficult for him to collect all 365 divine corpses in a short time with his own strength.

……

Behind a deserted rubble, Qi Xiu waved his hand to kill a big demon, then reached out and took away the magical broken iron from the center of his ancestral aperture.

After killing so many demons and evil cultivators, the process of extracting magical iron fragments became more and more proficient.

"One hundred and thirteen bodies. It seems that the geniuses in the valley have almost left."

Feeling the numbers sent back by the clone, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

There are about seventy or eighty human monks who entered the God Burial Valley, and the number of geniuses among them is only about 20%.

Compared with the old monks who are approaching their end of life and can only fight hard.

After noticing the changes in the God Burial Valley, these geniuses have left one after another.

Although there was also a white-clothed monk named Fahai among them, he suppressed three divine corpses by himself.

And there was never any case of leaving.

But most of the geniuses gave up their trip to the God Burial Valley after feeling that the situation was gradually getting out of control.

The only ones left are the veteran monks who are still wandering in the valley, looking for opportunities to break through.

It's just that the methods of these old monks are still not as good as those of the geniuses, and even suppressing a divine corpse is already exhausting.

And this also means that the task of suppressing the remaining two hundred divine corpses will eventually fall on Qi Xiu himself.

"Huh...it seems that this is the only way to be lazy."

After taking a long breath, Qi Xiu's expression gradually became indifferent. He raised one hand to say the Tao Jue, slowly stood it on his chest, and shouted softly:

"lunar!"

"sun!"

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