At a high altitude not far from the mountain, long Bufan and the four of them looked at the top of the mountain below. There were a dense army of demons and corpses, and the people of beizhou sect were impressively in the encirclement.


    There is a huge gap in the number of the two sides.


    "Ah ah!!!"


    There were howls one after another, and human corpses fell down continuously. However, before they fell to the ground, they were rushed up by a large group of demon corpses, which instantly scratched the corpses and stained the sky with blood.


    The smell of blood spreading in the air stimulated those demon corpses and made them even more fierce.


    The giant demon corpse did not join the slaughter, but was suspended above, quietly watching the killing feast, and the scarlet eyes inadvertently flashed a cruel color of remembrance.


    I remember that in those days, their demon army killed humans like this, especially human martial arts practitioners. Their flesh and blood were tempered by the vitality of heaven and earth. After swallowing, they were more nourishing than those monsters. Moreover, the meat was fresh and tender, which was really delicious.


    When the martial arts practitioners of beizhou sect were slaughtered in such a miserable way, the Dragon Bufan of the originator of the terracotta warriors always looked on coldly and treated the enemy. He never had the slightest pity and sympathy. If they were not eliminated today, maybe he would be killed by them tomorrow, and even his partners around him would be killed by the enemy.


    As a result, he will naturally choose the former.


    Because, to be soft on the enemy is to be cruel to himself, which is the truth he has come to after countless tears and killings in the past.


    "That Mo Ming is worthy of being a person from the super sect Jiuyou demon sect. In the face of the encirclement and suppression of so many demon corpses and the previous injury by the giant demon corpse, he still shows his strong strength." Jiang Yu was surprised and murmured in a low voice.


    Hearing the speech, long Bufan looked at Mo Ming''s figure.


    "Bang bang!!!"


    The black broken knife in Mo Ming''s hand danced and hummed, like a cold black Jiao, which blasted away the evil corpses one by one with powerful and unparalleled sharp Qi.


    Even though the evil corpse attack force is fierce and the defense is strong, there is no resistance in front of Mo Ming''s strong strength.


    At the same time, the black magic Qi was absorbed and swallowed by the 100 jade card runes on Mo Ming''s forehead, and the black on the jade card surface was slowly increasing and spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    Vaguely, his hundred jade medals had caught up with the extraordinary achievements of long. He was only a little short of completing the eighth level black promotion.


    If you follow this growth rate, after a while, Mo Ming will take the lead and send it to the central area of the hundred battlefield for the hundred ranking battle.


    "That guy..." long Bufan''s eyes twinkled, and just as he was thinking about how to block Mo Ming, suddenly a furious roar rang through the night sky.


    Obviously, Mo Ming''s wanton killing of demon corpses also seems to arouse the indignation of giant demon corpses.


    Long Bufan and others suddenly sank their faces and swept their eyes. Sure enough, they saw that the huge demon corpse swept over the group of demon corpses and rushed towards Zhimo Ming with an extremely terrible speed as fast as lightning.


    "Damn it, it''s almost there!"


    Mo Ming''s complexion changes. In the previous fight, he already knows the terrible strength of the giant demon corpse. He is definitely not its opponent. However, it is impossible to let it sit and die.