Lord Futian

This kind of pressure is invisible, and it comes from the inner fear of things in front of you.

What frightened him was not the living corpses in front of him, but the resistance and unwillingness to become one of them.

The living corpse in front of him was close to within ten feet. Li Qingniu knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he snapped a shot of the living corpse that was approaching him in front of his palm.

Amid the bang, dozens of living corpses were flew out by the palm of their hands, bursting and shattering in the air.

Li Qingniu unexpectedly discovered that some of the living corpses had avoided his cloud palm.

"Do they still have consciousness? No, they can't be conscious when they walk here for ten thousand years. Is it the instinct of the warrior? Yes, they must rely on the instinct of the warrior to avoid attacks."

And to be able to avoid Li Qingniu's cloud palm attack, he should be at least at the tenth level of the starry sky or even higher before his death. Because after all, they have no consciousness now, and can only react by instinct. It can be said that they can't even display one-third of their strength during their lifetime.

Even Li Qingniu's attack did not use ten percent of its power, but it was not something that ordinary warriors could easily dodge.

Just before he changed his mind, the few living corpses that had just escaped his attack had already jumped in the air and attacked in front of him in three directions: left, center, and right.

Almost at the same time, the living corpses in the other directions all arrived very close to Li Qingniu. Some of them had already begun to launch an offensive, and some were already ready to move.

At least twenty living corpses jumped at him at the same time.

Li Qingniu spun up and sent several palms in the air to repel the corpses. At the same time, he mobilized the spiritual power of the water in his body to build a tall icicle as a foothold to avoid continuous attacks by the living corpses.

Standing on a high place, looking farther, Li Qingniu saw that countless living corpses were slowly pouring in from all directions in the distance.

In the past ten thousand years, fewer and fewer people in the world know about this place, and fewer people can reach it, so most of these living corpses are undoubtedly left by warriors of the Primordial and Ancient times a long time ago.

Almost the weakest among them must also be above the elementary starry sky, otherwise it would be difficult to think of it here.

More importantly, in a place where there is no loneliness, every time Li Qingniu's strength is lost, the situation becomes dangerous. Therefore, he must try to maintain his strength before he can figure out how to crack it.

The living corpses froze around the icicles for a while, and then started jumping and crashing into the icicles one by one.

No matter how strong Li Qingniu's icicles were, they couldn't stand their constant impact. After an hour, the icicles smashed into pieces, and the living corpses that came from all around were already waiting underneath.

Li Qingniu waved his arms to wind up the violent wind. The violent wind smashed the falling ice cubes against the dense group of living corpses. Suddenly, there was a big earthquake, and the corpses crossed by the broken ice.

But for the unconscious living corpses, the crushed bones of their companions could not create any pressure on them, and the remaining living corpses continued to jump towards Li Qingniu.

Li Qingniu could only dodge back and forth with his superb physical skills, temporarily delaying.

At the same time, he took the Zhan Kong Sword in his hand, and used the sword technique learned from the guard to stab the living corpse in front of him.

With this ordinary sword technique, although only one can be destroyed at a time, it hardly consumes his power.

If he urges the power of the sword to sweep away, he must consume a lot of his own power, and the number of opponents is too much, and there are still living corpses coming here. If it is three or five swords, it cannot be used. All the living corpses are wiped out, then he will no longer have the strength to swing a sword.

About half an hour later, Li Qingniu had already chopped the divine bodies of more than 600 living corpses with a sword in his hand.

Almost all the parts of the footholds were fragments of limbs that fell from them. It is no exaggeration to use purgatory to describe the scene in front of them.

At this time, continuing to move closer to this side, the living corpses have become less and less, and you roughly estimated that if you use your full strength, three swords can almost eliminate more than 80% of the living corpses.

But after the three swords, he will only have more than 30% of his strength left. But that's better than being besieged like this.

So he concentrated his vigor and swung a sword in the direction where the corpses were the densest...

The golden light is dazzling, but these unconscious corpses can't feel it naturally.

Just listen to the snoring sound of numerous joints breaking and the body being torn apart in the loud noise.

As the sword light passed by, it suddenly became quiet, and the noisy corpses covered the ground.

Li Qingniu got a moment of respite for a while, but it didn't take long for the corpses from other directions to move closer to this side.

Continue to jump towards Li Qingniu.

Another sword, golden light passed, and broken corpses scattered all over the sky.

At this time, a living corpse suddenly jumped to Li Qingniu's side, so fast that Li Qingniu almost couldn't react.

He quickly returned the sword to stab the living corpse into the throat, but saw the living corpse lean to the left, causing Li Qingniu to stab him into the air with a sword.

This was the first living corpse that Li Qingniu had seen in such a long time that he knew how to dodge sideways, and after he had dodged Li Qingniu's attack, he had had the opportunity to launch a continuous attack, but he stood there and didn't move.

"What's the matter with this living corpse? Is he still conscious of it?"

At this moment, the living corpse reached out and grabbed the sword blade that Li Qingniu hadn't had time to take back, put his nose on the blade and sniffed it back and forth, hoarsely squeezing out the words "Zhan Kongjian~" from his throat.

"Are you still alive? Who are you? Why do you know Zhankongjian?"

"Live? Cuckold... How could there be a living person here? Go north and cut it off when you see a flagpole, then go west again, smash it when you see a gong and drum, and then go south again When you encounter a talking stone statue, ignore him, push him down, and then head east, and you will water a dead tree when you see it, and when the dead tree blooms, you can go out."

"Why are you telling me this?" Li Qingniu asked in disbelief.

At this moment, I saw that the living corpse violently pushed the blade in his hand towards Li Qingniu's back, and immediately inserted it into the chest cavity of a living corpse. Li Qingniu's strength was shocked, and the powerful air pressure suddenly shattered the living corpse. .

The living corpse who had just spoken had already jumped to the left of Qingniu, and was mashed with another living corpse who had jumped over to attack Li Qingniu, and the body of the living corpse was torn apart in three or two.

"Go, the number of corpses here is more than what you saw. If you consume them, you will only die!" A low hissing sound from the throat of the living corpse reminded Li Qingniu.

Seeing that the other party not only saved me, but also fought with the living corpses, I decided to no longer doubt, nodded and hummed, then lifted the sword and wanted to show off a step, suddenly seemed to think of something, then turned around and said: "Dare to ask how to call it?"

"Yang Ju."

"Thank you for your advice, I will give you Li Qingniu. If I have the opportunity, I will report my goodbye and say goodbye." Li Qingniu said with a fist, then he showed a step towards the horizon and flew north.

"Illustration? Gluck... No chance, I will leave a name, goose left to leave a message, enough, cluck..."

According to Yang Ju's instructions, Li Qingniu quickly found the flagpole. The flagpole was not as high as the top, it was as thick as a thigh, and it was made of a diamond body. If it was a normal weapon, it was really not easy to cut off.

Li Qingniu swung the Zhankong sword with all his might, and after a loud bang, the flagpole that was not at the top fell down.

Li Qingniu ignored the others, and immediately went west. After about a quarter of an hour, he saw a huge gong and drum floating in the air. Li Qingniu leaped onto the gong and drum, and slapped the cloud with his palm and slapped it on the surface of the drum. Shattered

Then I headed south, and soon I saw the stone statue. Li Qingniu walked over and heard the stone statue suddenly say: "Haha, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Qingniu ignored it, and it continued: "Huh? Li Qingniu? Are you Li Qingniu? Do you want to know? Where are Mo Nishang and Nie Wushuang?"

Hearing the names of these two people, Li Qingniu's heart moved, and he couldn't help but pause when he walked towards the stone statue, but Yang Ju's words still echoed in his ears. Li Qingniu resisted the doubts and expectations in his heart, and slapped angrily. The base of the stone statue was broken, and the stone statue immediately lost its center of gravity, and fell to the ground after an exclamation.

"Li Qingniu, do you really want to ask me Mo Nishang and their whereabouts? They raised you with hard work, don't you care about them at all?"

When the stone statue fell, Li Qingniu ignored him, turned and flew eastward.

After a meal, Li Qingniu found the huge dead tree, but it was surrounded by flat ground without any water source.

After Li Qingniu pondered for a moment, he mobilized the spiritual power of the water in his body and used the spiritual power of the martial soul to form a rain cloud, which poured heavy rain over the dry tree.

After the heavy rain for an hour, almost all the ground under Li Qingniu's feet has become mud, but there is still no sign of the dead wood germinating, let alone blooming.

Moreover, the water-attributable spiritual power in the Qingniu's body has been on the verge of exhaustion because it has lost the help of the five elements.

But he knew that he couldn't stop. If this last step could not be completed, everything he had done before would be abandoned.

Urging to send out the last spiritual power, Li Qingniu increased the rain of the rain cloud.

At the moment when Li Qingniu was almost exhausted, green sprouts finally gradually emerged on the dry wooden branches. After a while, the green sprouts grew into branches and leaves, and among the newly sprouted green branches and leaves slowly grew one by one. Bud, the bud gradually unfolds.

Even the rain seems to seep into the fragrance of the flowers, the fragrance diffuses and drifts across the wild.

Smelling the scent of flowers, Li Qingniu's mood suddenly became relaxed. At the same time, the surrounding landforms began to gradually undergo subtle changes.

The dark blue world faded little by little, and the starry sky slowly emerged again.

Except that the re-blooming tree is still in front of you, everything else has returned to the previous world of buoyancy space.