Chapter 163 Huh~~~ It doesn’t make the demon worry at all, but the performance is acceptable The fire demon Mo Fan did not fight face to face, but when he was close to the corpse on the mountain, he raised his fist containing the flames of heaven and earth and slammed it. Su Yunxiao's position was further back than Mo Fan, but the speed of the Death Wind Scythe was faster than Mo Fan's magic. With one against two, the Mountain Corpse's two fists were unable to defeat the four. When he raised his arms high to resist Su Yunxiao's death sickle. The flames of destruction exploded in its chest, and the scorching energy burned the death energy around it. The powerful flame explosion made it unable to withstand the thick skin, and it took several steps back. Demon Mo Fan's flame explosion only damaged the outer skin of the mountain corpse. Su Yunxiao's Death Wind Scythe cut open the flesh and blood of the corpse on the mountain peak. As the blood spread, the sinister wind invaded its bones. Although the undead do not feel pain, the corpse on the mountain is also the king of corpses, and the death energy it carries is extremely powerful. But it cannot resist the wind of heavenly seeds and the trauma caused by death and annihilation. If its bones weren't tempered to the extreme, Su Yunxiao could cut off its arm with this strike.
At this time, Mo Fan's flaw of being unable to fly was revealed, and he had to land and was surrounded by countless undead. The corpse of the mountain peak is letting the undead under its hands drag someone down. The undead didn't know the pain, and the mountain corpse roared and swiftly hit Su Yunxiao with its injured arms. The thick arms dropped from the sky, no less than the Optimus Pillar smashing into the world. Su Yunxiao uses the fusion magic of wind and space. Not only is it far away from the mountain where the corpse's giant fist fell. The Vengeful Wind also attracts its arms to the broken space like a whirlpool. The dual gravity and strangulation of wind and space made it difficult for the corpse on the mountain to escape. A pair of steel-covered arms were directly stripped of layers of flesh and blood. Dripping blood spilled out, leaving one wind crack after another on its hard bones. The Mountain Corpse is very troubled by this flexible and small guy. If it were in its peak state, it could easily capture Su Yunxiao's figure. However, its movements were greatly hindered after being injured by the seven super mages. Every attack would be dodged and counterattacked by Su Yunxiao. "The undead soul of the Mountain Corpse is crystallized under the throat!" Someone else suddenly reminded him from behind. Su Yunxiao had long forgotten about this kind of thing. When Zhu Meng reminded him, he discovered the blood line on the neck of the mountain corpse. That was where Military Commander Yaoting risked his life to explore. Destroying other parts of the mountain corpse is useless. Only destroying the undead crystal can make it incapacitated. Zhu Meng, the mysterious gray man, and Han Ji all came out to help Su Yunxiao and Mo Fan kill the mountain corpse. The only remaining imperial guard mage in the ancient capital fought bloody battles with the corpse ministers and bone ministers under the corpse hands of the mountain. Someone dragged the leader-level undead, and Wolf Shadow Mo Fan jumped to a high building, once again level with the corpse on the mountain. The flames were as dazzling as rainbow light, and among the few people, Mo Fan, the fire demon possessed by Flame Fairy, shone brightest.
Surrounded by the gloomy wind, Su Yunxiao fit perfectly with the environment of death and undead here. "Xue Ji's Cry - Ice Rain of Sorrow!" Among the group of people, Han Ji, who had the highest level of cultivation, completed the third level of super-level ice magic. There seems to be a crying ice and snow goddess coming to the world in the sky. Her white figure is graceful and graceful. Her tears turn into a cold ice and snow storm and come to the world. Ice rain fell, and an unknown amount of land was covered in ice and frost. Even the tall and burly mountain peaks could not avoid the spread of ice and snow. Thick ice crystals cover this thousand-year-old corpse. This is the best attack environment Han Ji has created for everyone. Mo Fan’s flames, thunder, and wolf soul all rushed towards the throat of the mountain corpse. The Dark Death Scythe in Su Yunxiao's hand solidified several times, and he teleported to the corpse of the mountain. He waved the Wind Death Scythe with both hands, striking out like a god of death. The body and arms of the Mountain Corpse, which wanted to defend itself, were imprisoned by the ice and snow. You can only let the attack fall on its flesh and blood body. Mo Fan's thunder and fire tore open the flesh and blood on the neck of the mountain corpse, and Su Yunxiao's giant scythe chopped it off firmly. The head of this giant corpse that threatened the undead was chopped off at this moment. The terrifying huge head rolled to the ground. The headless mountain corpse standing upright had a very smooth neck cut. It was Su Yunxiao's Feng Zhan that was fused with space magic. Blood gushes freely from the headless corpse, but the seriously injured Corpse Lord does not seem to be dead. The shackles of ice and snow were broken by it. He bent down to pick up his head and at the same time ran towards the undead army and the evil abyss. Su Yunxiao's attack cut off the head of the corpse of the mountain peak, damaged its undead crystal, and disturbed its very foundation. But it did not completely crush the undead crystal. The crystal of this ancient corpse that has lived for an unknown period of time is extremely hard, and its defensive power is not necessarily worse than the defensive power of its skin. On the way to escape, the Mountain Corpse attached its head to its neck, and the divided flesh and blood grew rapidly. Almost instantly, there was only a crack visible to the naked eye on its neck. "This..." Han Ji, Zhu Meng and others took a breath of cold air. The vitality of this mountain corpse was so tenacious. He could take this fatal attack and run away with his head in his hands. The Mountain Corpse is the ancient capital's formidable enemy, and if anyone has the chance to kill it, they will not let go of this opportunity. The wind and thunder used the force of the wind and thunder to launch Su Yunxiao like a cannonball, and Mo Fan, who had changed from Flame Lady's soul shadow to wolf soul, followed closely behind. Han Ji, Du Xiao, Zhu Meng and others also used all their strength to attack the fleeing mountain corpse. Su Yunxiao's Yinfeng Scythe was the fastest. The tens-meter-long giant blade struck hard on the shoulder of the corpse on the mountain, and it was bound to capture it. The killing moves of Mo Fan and others from behind came quickly. However, just when Su Yunxiao tried his best to send the wind sickle into the corpse of the mountain peak, an extremely powerful mental shock hit his soul.
Several other destructive magics were absorbed by a strange hole that suddenly appeared in the corpse of the mountain. The black hole in the space seemed to be able to absorb all energy. Mo Fan's Wolf Soul Shadow, Zhu Meng's Thunder Spear, the mysterious gray man and Du Xiao's Demon Trial Sword... were all swallowed up by this cave of chaos. "Hahaha, a mere high-level cultivation can actually erupt with such terrifying power. It can even seriously injure corpses on the mountain. There is a way to kill him!" An evil and charming voice appeared in Su Yunxiao's mind. He was suddenly attacked and didn't have much strength to resist. In an instant, the wind and thunder elements lost control and turned into violent energy. The dead wind that surrounded him dissipated, and the half-conscious Su Yunxiao lost the support of the breeze and plummeted to the ground from an altitude of hundreds of meters. "Cave of Chaos!" The people who were chasing the corpse on the mountain were stunned. The combined attack of so many of them was actually swallowed up by the simple Cave of Chaos. So, how high is the cultivation level of the person standing on the head of the corpse on the mountain? "Huh~~~ It's not easy to worry about at all, but the performance is acceptable." A cold voice sounded from a place that no one paid attention to. (End of this chapter)