Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 285

Wei Yuan took a breath of pain, and at the same time was shocked. Leng Qianqiu was too strong, so strong that he had almost no room to fight back.

"Leng Qianqiu, why are you still alive?" Wei Yuan exclaimed. Leng Qianqiu was a figure seven thousand years ago. Even if he was a master of the Heavenly Martial Realm, he couldn't live so long.

"The one who moved the old man's grave, die!" Leng Qianqiu snorted, and the sword in his hand once again killed Wei Yuan. Looking at the shimmering sword, Wei Yuan felt the breath of death.

"Lao Wei, this is not Leng Qianqiu, this is his undead resentment!" Han Yu said solemnly. Leng Qianqiu was a strong man in the Heavenly Martial Realm before his death, and he can produce undead resentment that is not weak after death. And after so many years of evolution, not only has a sense of autonomy been born, but it has also become extremely powerful.

Wei Yuan's complexion became even more ugly, undead resentful, mysterious and unpredictable, and he couldn't deal with it.

"Han Yu, you go first, I'll hold him!" Wei Yuan shouted.

Han Yu didn't expect Wei Yuan to be so righteous, and Wei Yuan's strength was obviously far inferior to Leng Qianqiu's undead resentment. A sword was hit on his left shoulder, and blood was rushing.

If this continues, how can we escape, we must be buried here.

Han Yu suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took it out, divided it into two, one sprinkled on the undead grievances, and the other sprinkled on Wei Yuan, shouting: "Wei Lao catch it, this item can restrain the undead grievances!"

I saw purple brilliance flying out of Han Yu's hands, as gorgeous as a meteor shower. This is the purple sand divine sand. Zixiao Shensha is a divine object that restrains the grievances of the undead. The old man once said that if Han Yu holds the Zixiao Shensha in his hand, as long as he cultivates to the realm of soul martial arts, he can go to Yecanggou to subdue the undead in the realm of martial arts. Resentment.

Wei Yuan and this undead resentment are both masters of the Earth Martial Realm. Wei Yuan holds the Zixiao Divine Sand in his hand and should be able to subdue it.

As soon as Zixiao Divine Sand flew out, the undead resentment felt threatened, and issued a sharp scream, hurriedly dodge. Upon seeing this, Wei Yuan was overjoyed and grabbed the Zixiao Shensha that had been thrown at Han Yu.

And the purple sand divine sand that Han Yu sprinkled on the undead's grievances has spread over a large area, covering the undead's grievances. A flash of horror flashed in the undead resentful eyes, and he hurriedly swung his sword to resist.

A series of terrifying sword auras slammed the Zixiao Shensha into the air. Although Han Yu's Zixiao Shensha did not get close to him in the end, it can be seen that as long as the sword aura is hit by the Zixiao Shensha, it will be emitted. The sizzling sound then evaporated. Just because Han Yu's cultivation base is too low, the power to cast out is not big, so he can't really hurt the undead.

After Wei Yuan grabbed the Zixiao Divine Sand, he shot ten shots between his fingers. Wei Yuan's power was far more powerful than Han Yu could. He actually penetrated the undead's defense and hit the undead's body. Zixiao Shensha directly penetrated the body of the undead resentment, causing it to scream again and again.

Wei Yuan was overjoyed, and quickly snapped his fingers. The Zixiao Divine Sands were like meteors hitting the Undead Grievance. After more than 100 Zixiao Divine Sands were hit, the undead Grievance's body was already riddled with holes and became The sieve.

"Roar……"

The undead resentment roared like a beast, and the rotten head was abnormally hideous. Only half of the eyes were left, emitting a spiteful light, and his body quickly melted into a cloud of gas.

"Lao Wei, shoot him away!" Han Yu hurriedly shouted.

Undead resentment is not an entity, even if the body is destroyed, it will not die, but the strength is dispelled. Han Yu doesn't know how strong the current undead resentment is, the most appropriate way is to take advantage of it and kill it!

Wei Yuan reacted quickly, slapped it out, and the seventh-order martial arts came in handy. The undead resentment was too late to resist, and was slapped and flew out, and the gas was shaken a lot.

Wei Yuan slammed his feet on the ground, and the Zixiao divine sand that was scattered everywhere flew up for him to use, rushing to the undead grievances from all directions. Under the impact of more than three hundred purple divine sands, the undead grievances became even more severe. Han Yu took the opportunity to release the power of his soul and turned into an invisible big hand, holding the undead resentment in his hand.

"Lao Wei, it's okay, let me refine it!" Han Yu reminded Wei Yuan, and then sat down, wholeheartedly refining this undead resentment.

Only then did Wei Yuan stop, but he already had a handful of Zixiao Divine Sand in his hand. As long as there was any change in the undead's resentment, he would surely strike it out immediately.

The undead resentment was already abnormally weak at this time, and Han Yu's soul power came in again, and soon controlled the undead resentment, but the undead resentment of the Tianwu realm is far more stubborn than the undead resentment of the earth martial realm, even if Han Yu is now The power of the soul is comparable to the top Unloading Ling Lishi, and it took half an hour to completely wipe out his consciousness and drag him into the Niwan Palace.

Not long after, Han Yu completely refined the undead resentment into a curse, injected it into Qi Tianjia, and immediately sent an unprecedented cold breath from Qi Tianjia. Not only did Han Yu feel the creeps, but even Wei Yuan, who was not far away, hit him. Chills.

If Wei Yuan were Qi Tianshi, he would definitely be able to see that at this moment, there were eight curses floating on Han Yu's head, forming a circle, as if eight mountains were pressing on Han Yu's head.

Han Yu glanced up, and couldn't help sighing secretly. As Qi Tianshi's level got higher, his curse became heavier, and his cause and effect became heavier.

Han Yu retracted his gaze, looking inside Niwan Palace, Tian Lao's body was firmer than before, and it was indeed the way to wake him up by refining the undead's grievances. However, Tian Lao still closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the undead resentment of a Tianwu Realm powerhouse was obviously not enough to wake Tian Lao.

However, Han Yu was still relieved, and now it has been confirmed that undead resentment is the way to wake up the old man, he doesn't need to worry too much about the old age.

"Little friend Han Yu, are you okay?" Seeing that Han Yu's expression was not very good, Wei Yuan asked hurriedly.

Han Yu returned to his senses, suppressing the depression in his heart, and said with a slight smile: "Old Wei, I'm fine, what treasure are you going to take? Now you can do it, the previous vibration has attracted outside attention!"

After refining Leng Qianqiu's undead grievances, Han Yu became a high-level Shiling Lishi, and the power of his soul had undergone a qualitative leap. He was about to break through the Shiling Lishi and reached the strength of a low-level Shiling Master. The power of the soul is released and can reach a radius of nine hundred meters. At this time, Han Yu knew everything about the outside situation.

The power of the trapped formation arranged by Han Yu was too small to stop the fluctuations in the battle between Wei Yuan and the undead. Now it has attracted the attention of the army outside and rushed into the cemetery, but there are magical formations around the tomb. They have not yet Found clues.

Wei Yuan nodded, and returned the Zixiao Shensha in his hand to Han Yu, and said gratefully: "Little friend Han Yu, if it wasn't for you this time, I'm afraid the old man will be here. I owe you a favor. Whatever you need, you can talk to the old man. If he can do it, he will not refuse!"