Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

General Zhenling seemed to have a premonition of something.

The face covered by iron armor completely changed.

only……

Kunlun's punch was unreserved, almost exchanging life for life.

It was in mid-air again, and it couldn't help itself at all, so it could only let itself crash into the astonishing cyclone.

hum!

Clap it with one palm.

Pure Aoki spiritual energy enveloped him.

General Zhenling has been here for hundreds of years, relying on the Yin Qi surging underground in Pingshan to nourish himself, so that he can remain incorruptible and even retain a trace of his sanity.

But at this moment, it was the sinister and deadly energy that dragged it to death.

As soon as I encountered Aoki's spiritual energy.

Like white snow under the scorching sun.

It instantly melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt the pain that penetrated his bones.

A shrill, beast-like scream came from his throat.

He almost couldn't even hold the euphorbia in his hand.

Before the punch was gone, its body rubbed against Chen Yulou and hit the cliff behind him.

Only a muffled thunderous roar was heard.

Cracks spread out in all directions on the rock wall.

It's like a big network of ravines.

"Roar--"

The dark iron heavy armor on his body was almost in pieces.

The death energy in the flesh and blood can no longer be suppressed.

It continued to seep out between the fish's scales and armor, and the black mist billowed all over its body, making it look indescribably terrifying.

It can't even be remembered.

How many years has it been since he suffered such a serious injury?

Not even Kunlun's two punches, it was already a zombie body, not far from the legendary bronze armored corpse.

Even if it breaks the armor.

It cannot be seriously injured.

What really made it aware of the shadow of death was Chen Yulou's palm.

That weird aura perfectly restrained its corpse aura.

The bronze-armored corpse has no place to display its abilities.

It can only be reduced to a target pile.

Zhenling's eyes flickered, and at this moment, he had already thought of escaping.

If he retreated to Hades, there might be a way to survive.

pity……

How could Chen Yulou and the others give it a chance?

The moment it broke free from the crack in the stone and fell to the ground.

Suddenly there was a shout in the night, and the Partridge Whistle, which blended itself into the shadow, finally waited for the best opportunity.

He jumped up in one step, his body was light and agile, not allowing birds to fly.

A whip kick to Zijin Guan.

This kick was like a meteor chasing the moon, as heavy as a mountain, and it hit the big vertebrae of General Zhenling's vest.

Click!

A scalp-numbing bone explosion sounded.

General Zhenling felt as if his whole body had been cut off at the waist. He could no longer hold on and was thrown forward heavily.

There was a bang.

There was dust on the ground.

The ferocious armor on his face was also shaken off and rolled to the side.

Revealing a gloomy, ferocious, wolf-like face.

"Brother Dao, what a great trick!"

See this scene.

Even Chen Yulou couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

This should be Kuixing Kick Dou who moved the mountain gate.

It is said that this special skill is the most effective in dealing with rigor mortis. One kick is used to remove the vertebrae.

No matter how vicious it is, it will never be able to do so.

The old raccoon head of the ancient raccoon monument was cut off and killed by him in advance, and he failed to see the secret technique of moving mountains.

He felt quite regretful.

Unexpectedly, I saw it today.

It has to be said that Kuixing's kicks are indeed fierce and fierce, unparalleled.

Among the four factions fighting against each other.

Everyone has their own way of dealing with Zongzi.

The black donkey's hoof is used to touch gold, the ink bucket and glutinous rice are used to make mounds, and his Xiling faction absorbs the strengths of each faction.

Mo Dou Nuomi, Chenzhou Corpse Suppression Talisman, Black Dog Blood, Corpse Wrapping Net, Corpse Binding Rope.

But the most brutal method is to move the mountain gate.

Dingshidan and Kuixing kicking and fighting are nothing more than this.

"Brother Chen is overly praised."

Partridge Whistle stepped out of the shadows.

After hearing his compliment, he just waved his hand.

However, after thinking about the kick I just made, it was indeed the right time and place.

Don't talk about Zhenling General.

Even the legendary Pingshan Corpse King can only be beheaded and wait to die.

"What are you waiting for? Tied up!"

Chen Yulou knew that his personality had always been like this.

The silence was even dull.

Not much to say.

He just looked back at the Xieling bandits and gave a deep instruction.

Several people have long been fooled by the methods of the two leaders and Kunlun.

After being drunk by him, they came back to their senses, grabbed the corpse net and the corpse rope, rushed to the side of General Zhenling, who was limp as mud, and instantly wrapped him into a rice dumpling.

No armor covering.

At this moment, its face, which was obviously different from that of the Han people, was completely exposed to the group of people.

but.

Chen Yulou only glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on its eyes.

What a pair of eyes that is.

Dark, brutal, bloodthirsty, and cold.

It is completely unimaginable how many people he has killed to have such a pair of eyes that regard human life as nothing.

However, at this moment, there was obviously a bit more fear in those dark pupils.

Even if he has been dead for many years.

But there is still a desperate fear of death.

Especially when it saw Chen Yulou approaching him step by step, it seemed to know that its death was approaching and was struggling desperately.

Unfortunately, the head, neck, shoulders, knees, hands and feet were all tied up with the corpse ropes.

Seven strong old men were holding him tightly outside.

Just let it have the ability to reach heaven.

There is no way to get even half a step away.

"Copper skin and iron bones, gold body and silver body."

"If I give you another hundred years, I'm afraid you'll really be able to step into the realm of bronze armor."

Walking up to him, he looked at the face that was so close, but became twisted and hideous due to fear.

Chen Yulou suddenly murmured in a low voice.

He seemed to be talking to himself.

Among the Xiling faction.

There are many records of rigor mortis.

Common rice dumplings, whether black, white, living or dead, can only be regarded as the lowest level of walking corpses.

General Zhenling, who can speak and act, even retains a trace of sanity.

It's already considered a zombie level.

Can practice with the help of the Yin Qi of the earth's veins and the death Qi of the tomb.

There are four grades of copper, iron, gold and silver.

At this moment, with the help of the surrounding wind lanterns, he could see at a glance the strange color of Zhenling General's skin, which was like patina, from under the broken heavy armor.

It is clearly a sign that he is about to step into the copper skin.

That's when it becomes truly invulnerable.

That's why he felt this way.

However, it was unlucky to meet him and Partridge Whistle today.

A man who possesses the secret skills of kicking and fighting.

The other one is a cheating immortal cultivator.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that its death was not unjust.

"You have lived long enough, so don't live any more. Dust will return to dust, it is better to go to the underworld as soon as possible."

"What do you say?"

Think of this.

Chen Yulou's last bit of patience disappeared.

A slight smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

When it fell into General Zhenling's eyes, he suddenly felt like he was seeing a devil.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

But the next moment.

A ray of cold light came over, illuminating its pair of dark eyes as white as snow.

Subconsciously he closed his eyes.

Then, a sound like cutting white paper sounded in its ears. It seemed to have thought of something, and it looked down with its eyes wide open.

The only thing he saw was the person who scared him to his core.

Holding the big halberd that had been with it for many years, he slowly pulled it out from his throat, bringing up a pool of dark blood with a splashing sound.

What else does it want to say.

But I can’t say it anymore.

Only a few indistinct sobs remained.

Then he fell down heavily and lost any breath.

Chen Yulou, on the other hand, lightly avoided the splattering blood and looked down at the euphorbia in his hand.

Just as he expected.

It is stained with countless blood, and has been cultivated in the bottle mountain for hundreds of years.

It has become a vicious weapon!

Most people wouldn't be able to touch it, but not Kunlun.

The boy's energy and blood were so strong that he had never seen before, and he could easily suppress a powerful force.

not to mention.

With Euphorbia, Kunlun's strength can also reach a higher level.

It's a pity that the heavy armor was broken.

Otherwise, wearing armor and carrying a halberd will definitely be an invincible weapon in the world.

Glancing at the expectant figure beside him, Chen Yulou did not waste any time and threw the euphorbia into Kunlun's hand with a smile.

"It's yours."