Chapter 497 Ancestor


    Mo Hua uses his spiritual sense to communicate with the spiritual pivot formation and controls the corpse king. He instantly senses the body of the corpse king, but coexist but different, three dominant forces.


    One is a corpse control method commonly used by corpse cultivation to control corpse bells as a matchmaker.


    One is the evil formation method of controlling corpse with the Lingshu evil formation as the core.


    There is another one, which is the orthodox first-grade twelve-patterned spiritual method of the spiritual control of the twelve-patterned spiritual method set by the ink painting itself.


    These three forces form a horn and conflict with each other. In a short period of time, no one can fully control the corpse king.


    Ink painting is a little disappointed.


    He wanted to completely control the corpse king and control all the iron corpses, and directly colluded with Zhang Quan to kill Lu Chengyun, then turned around and slaughter Zhang Quan.


    Killing someone by borrowing a knife will lead to two lives.


    But now the three powers are divided into control, and the ink painting is not sure. In a short period of time, it can overwhelm the corpse control bell and the Lingshu evil formation and completely dominate the corpse king.


    But this was as expected by him.


    Mo Hua did not forcefully activate the formation to control the corpse king.


    If you fail to kill Lu Chengyun, you will easily startle the attack and expose your methods left by the corpse king.


    The corpse king cannot control it, but the iron corpse can.


    Like Lu Chengyun and the others, he began to indirectly control the Iron Corpse through the Corpse King.


    There are twenty-four iron corpses in the altar.


    Zhang Quan ruled eleven, and Lu Chengyun ruled thirteen.


    Mo Hua used the spiritual pivot formation on the heart vein of the Corpse King to sneak into his hands, and each of them transformed a part of the iron corpse dominated by Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun, and entered his own hands.


    The methods of ink painting are obscure.


    Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan were fighting to the death again, so they did not realize that some of their iron corpses had "betrayed".


    Under the altar, in the formation of ten thousand corpses.


    Lu Chengyun had the upper hand and defeated Zhang Quan step by step.


    Zhang Quan struggled to support him, his injuries became worse and worse, and the iron corpse he controlled also showed signs of decline.


    Lu Chengyun sneered and began to control the iron corpse, besieged Zhang Quan with him, and was bound to kill Zhang Quan to prevent future troubles!


    Zhang Quan must die!


    In this world, the only one who can control the corpse king is himself!


    In Lu Chengyun''s eyes, the cold light was soaring and the power of the sword light increased greatly.


    Zhang Quan''s corpse transformed into a copper-skinned iron bone, barely blocked several swords, but was still penetrated through his left shoulder with a sword. When he was in pain, he revealed his flaws. He was hit by an iron corpse and threw it to the ground with one punch.


    Lu Chengyun pointed at a distance, controlled the iron corpse, and rushed towards Zhang Quan.


    Zhang Quan struggled to get up, but it was too late, so he could only barely ring the bell and call a few iron corpses to protect himself.


    But he was in poverty and was seriously injured. He only summoned four iron corpses, which could not stop the more than ten iron corpses under Lu Chengyun.


    Lu Chengyun''s calm eyes contained murderous intent.


    The iron corpse under his command, with a bloodthirsty intention, headed straight for Zhang Quan.


    Several of them were stopped by Zhang Quan''s iron corpse and bitten together. The rest rushed to Zhang Quan''s front, with a ferocious face and opened his **** mouth towards him.


    "Dying!"


    Zhang Quanxin was in a panic.


    When he was about to die, he tried his best, swung his palm, knocked off one iron corpse, and then turned over and kicked another iron corpse away.


    But several other iron corpses had already rushed to him, grabbed his limbs, and their long sharp claws were embedded in their limbs and flesh, grasping him tightly.


    Another iron corpse, with its claws soaring, the corpse poison was so evil that it took Zhang Quan''s heart vein.


    If you go down this claw, your heart vein will pierce and you will surely die!


    Zhang Quan''s eyes were bloodshot, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could do nothing.


    Just when he was inexplicably frightened, the sharp claws that had only taken his life suddenly stopped.


    The sharp claws were nowhere close to his chest.


    He could even feel the sharp, cold, and stale intention of death.


    Zhang Quan was stunned.


    Lu Chengyun was also stunned.


    What''s going on?


    Out of control?


    Zhang Quan''s life after the disaster was over, and he was shocked. Only then did he realize that the iron corpse in front of him, the few iron corpses nearby could not stop.


    Although for some reason, Zhang Quan felt relieved. He immediately stood up, took a few big steps, and left the siege of the iron corpse.


    Lu Chengyun frowned.


    With a moment of spiritual thought, he began to control the iron corpse again.


    This time the iron corpse was still moving according to his thoughts, and there was nothing unusual.


    “What’s going on…”


    Control conflict, or is there any errors in the formation?


    Lu Chengyun couldn''t figure it out, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart. It was urgent to kill Zhang Quan first.


    Lu Chengyun controlled the iron corpse again and began to surround and kill Zhang Quan.


    But what happened next was still beyond his expectations.


    Whenever the iron corpse wants to take Zhang Quan''s life, it will always be delayed for a moment, allowing Zhang Quan to escape.


    After several times, Zhang Quan also reacted.


    These iron corpses are merciless!


    Why?


    Why do you save your life whenever you fall into a desperate situation?


    Zhang Quan frowned and pondered, and suddenly realized it.


    He understood!


    There is only one reason why the iron corpse will save his life at the critical moment:


    It’s the ancestor!


    In the dark, my ancestors are helping me!


    Zhang Quan''s mind changed rapidly. This corpse king was cultivated with the bronze coffin of the Zhangjiazhen clan and the method of corpse refining inherited by the Zhangjia family. It was sacrificed and refined day and night.


    Now Lu Chengyun wants to kill him, the Zhang family descendant, with the Zhang family.


    The ancestor was in the sky and couldn''t stand it, so he helped him with his arm and left a trace of incense to the Zhang family when his life was hanging in a thread.


    Zhang Quan was very grateful, and immediately knelt down to the sky, kowtowed a few times, and said loudly:


    "Public grandson Zhang Quan, thank you for your ancestor!"


    This kneeling made the ink painting confused.


    He thought about it for a moment, but after he came back, he couldn''t help but complain:


    You should not thank your ancestors, you should thank you "little" ancestors.


    Seeing this, Lu Chengyun also looked worried and felt a little nervous:


    The Zhang family is worthy of being a corpse-refining family, and they can still use such incredible means to control iron corpses by borrowing their ancestors.


    He hasn''t heard it before!


    Since this is the case, Zhang Quan is even more insecure!


    Lu Chengyun raised his thin sword in his hand, and the sword light was like water, sprinkled like a curtain, and his spiritual power was fierce and he rushed towards Zhang Quan again.


    Although Zhang Quan still retreated repeatedly, he was very energetic.


    "Our ancestors are helping me! I will never die!"


    Sure enough, his "ancestor" protected him in the sky.


    Whenever his life is hanging on the line and he is about to die, the iron corpse who kills him will "be sick" and stagnate on the spot for a while.


    Zhang Quan''s face was even more happy.


    Lu Chengyun was a little anxious and even more afraid of Zhang Quan''s "ancestor".


    He did not rely on the iron corpse, but used his own Taoist techniques and the best sword weapon in his hand to waste Zhang Quan bit by bit, wanting to kill Zhang Quan!


    But he was only concerned about killing Zhang Quan, and before he knew it, a large flaw appeared on his back.


    The ink painting has bright eyes.


    It’s now!


    His spiritual sense moved and pulled the formation pivot. At the same time, an iron corpse under Lu Chengyun''s control suddenly "turned around", his pupils shrank, his eyes shone blue, and his sharp claws were like the wind, and he suddenly jumped towards Lu Chengyun''s back.


    This time it was fast, accurate, ruthless, and extremely vicious.


    The opportunity is also seized appropriately.


    Lu Chengyun was unexpected and caught off guard!


    The iron corpse sharp claws penetrated his back. The corpse claws suddenly penetrated, and then he took off his robe with one shot.


    Mo Hua succeeded in his plan and smiled slightly. He was halfway through laughter, and sighed again, disappointed.


    Lu Chengyun was attacked by an iron corpse, and blood spit out from the corner of his mouth, but his body was not injured.


    The robe on his back was torn to pieces, revealing the soft silver wire armor inside.


    This silver-wire soft armor is obviously also a top-notch spiritual weapon.


    The iron corpse''s sharp claws could not break the soft armor and could not hurt Lu Chengyun''s heart veins. It only shocked Lu Chengyun with powerful force.


    Lu Chengyun is also building a foundation, and this kind of injury is nothing, let alone killing him with one blow.


    Ink painting is a pity.


    Lu Chengyun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was shocked.


    The gutter almost capsized!


    Without the silver-wire soft armor on his body, the claws of the iron corpse pierced through the back, the corpse poison invaded the body, and the corpse was besieged by Zhang Quan and the iron corpse, today it would be really in danger!


    The eyes are cruel and vicious!


    This Zhang family ancestor, who doesn’t know whether it’s a human, a corpse or a ghost, is indeed a ruthless character!


    Or is the Zhang family’s corpse control method that has strange and unpredictable magical powers?


    Lu Chengyun''s heart was filled with chills.


    We must fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams!


    Lu Chengyun looked solemn and tried his best. The sword light suddenly changed, the color of spiritual power became darker, and the color of it appeared to be a faint black and gray.


    Zhang Quan changed his expression when he heard this, "The Lu family''s sword technique! Have you practiced so deeply?"


    Lu Chengyun smiled slightly, "Do you actually recognize this sword technique?"


    Zhang Quan looked solemn.


    Lu Chengyun said calmly:


    "The Sword Technique of Kaishan... This is a great Taoist Technique that I dug up the Lu family''s ancestral tomb and found from the jade slips where an elder of the Lu family buried with him. I have practiced it hard for decades..."


    Lu Chengyunping raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was divided into pieces, swinging to both sides, with a sharp momentum, like a mountain and a flat river.


    Lu Chengyun said coldly: "In order to avoid others discovering it, I never use this sword technique. Today you can die under this sword technique, which is my gift to you."


    Zhang Quan''s eyes turned cold and he gritted his teeth and said:


    "Okay, let''s take a look today. Is your swordsmanship powerful or my corpse skills stronger!"


    The momentum between the two is like water and fire, which is both distinguishing between high and low, and also determining life and death.


    But Mo Hua couldn''t listen anymore and cursed Zhang Quan in his heart:


    "Idiot, of course, his swordsmanship is powerful. Your corpse technique is so powerful that even my younger brother can''t beat..."


    "Diet is coming, I don''t want to run away, I''m fighting with people here."


    "The swordsmanship that others have used, but you still don''t know what you can do. You still have to compete with him. It''s really a mess that can''t be supported!"


    "When he sets off his sword to accumulate strength, you should run away quickly. What are you pretending?"


    "Refining corpses all day long, your head is also stiff..."


    The "little ancestor" of Mo Hua hated her for not fighting, and she spitted Zhang Quan in her heart.


    Chapter 2: It will be late.


    ??I didn’t sleep well last night, and today I was renovating upstairs again. I felt that the electric drill was drilling my head, and my scalp was numb…


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    (This chapter ends)