Chapter 173 Struggle

Mr. Han's smiling expression made Zhao Haoran very uneasy, but he saw the ancient corpse with the same punch, like the sound of broken glass. The surrounding space collapsed, and the powerful fist was also sucked in.

If it hadn't been for his timely retreat, I'm afraid that the whole arm would have been torn directly. What kind of power is this? Zhao Haoran asked himself that there was absolutely no way to resist the punch of the ancient corpse head-on.

For the first time, the power god's heart had a retreat, and the invincible domineering fist actually fell down when he met this strange ancient corpse.

Without the severe pain, Li Shen was also a decisive person and flew to the exit of the fifth floor.

How can the ancient corpse give up? The strong body is not slow to be strong at all, and there is a sob in his mouth, which seems to be very excited.

"Ah, old ghost Han, I won't let you go." The ban at the exit was very powerful, and I was caught off guard. As soon as I stepped in, I found that it was not good. If I had been in full power, I would not be afraid, but now I have lost a hand and my strength has been greatly reduced, and I can't help but be hit.

The ancient corpse followed, spit out the green corpse gas from its mouth, and dodged in a hurry, but as the power declined, it became more and more tired, and it was inevitable to die in the hands of the ancient corpse like this.

There was a decisive look on Li Shen's face, "I can't make you feel better when I die."

The martial soul emitting strange light appeared, and everyone guessed his idea and blew up the martial soul!

It's helpless, but it's also the only way.

The ancient corpse was more excited to see the martial soul. It opened its mouth and swallowed it. The martial soul of the powerful god fell into the abdomen before it could make any reaction.

Zhao Haoran took a breath of cold air. The ancient corpse is amazing, and it can also devour the martial soul. He is by no means an enemy. The spiral ladder between the four or five floors is forbidden. If you want to break through the difficulties, you must find the entrance to the sixth floor as soon as possible.

"Ugly, die." Li Shen roared angrily. Although the martial soul was swallowed, there was still an inextricable connection with his master.

As soon as the idea moved, the martial soul of the powerful god exploded in the abdomen of the ancient corpse, and a dull sound came from the body of the ancient corpse, rumbled like thunder.

The cultivation of the Japanese soul is all over the martial soul, and the soul of the self-explosion power of the same level dare not resist at all. Even the two-day soul can only choose to retreat in the face of the self-explosion of the one-day soul.

The golden rune shone on the ancient body, and the explosion in the body was suppressed, but the pain made it furious.

As soon as he grasped his hands, the god who lost his resistance became a corpse, turned green all over, and then turned into an air mass and integrated into the mouth of the ancient corpse.

The yellow sand imprint is a little like a grain of sand. It is the first time that Zhao Haoran has observed it so clearly. The ancient corpse is unpopular, and the yellow sand imprint seems to be a little confused. Maybe he felt the same breath on Zhao Haoran's body and melted in without hesitation.

Zhao Haoran smiled bitterly. The strength of this power is profound, and even the breath of the yellow sand brand is much more obvious than the Huangsha school disciples killed in the past. It seems that it is almost impossible to resolve the yellow sand brand.

The expression of the ancient corpse was extremely enjoyable, and the strength on its body rose again. Everyone was aware of the bad. I'm afraid no one can leave if it goes on like this.

Mr. Han stood aside and did not move, and his occasional smile made people feel chill. "I think this golden rune ancient corpse has a great relationship with you, and you'd better stay to help it."

No wonder there are still golden runes on him. I'm afraid it has a lot to do with its name. Zhao Haoran vaguely sensed that he seemed to have seen these runes somewhere, but he couldn't remember them for a while.

The screams are endless. This ancient corpse is extremely smart, as if it can judge the level of strength. If it hadn't been for the power god to provoke it, I'm afraid it wouldn't have chosen to take the lead in attacking the god of power.

The three-month soul suffers closest to the exit suffered. The ancient corpse did not take much effort at all. One slap, and those souls who have turned into green skin became its greatest help. The green air mass kept rising away, and the momentum of the ancient corpse rose step by step, as if there was no limit. As long as it was swallowed, it could increase. Strong strength.

"We will work together to hit the export, otherwise we will all die here." Peng Daoren's face showed a trace of abnormal blush.

Zhao Haoran smiled secretly in his heart. It seems that these old guys can't stand it. None of the soul people who can come here for a day are good. Although the power is strong, they are by no means the strongest.

This Peng Daoren must hide a risky means to save their lives. Although the two brothers Yang Chen and Yang Bo look extremely miserable, in fact, they have not reached the point of exhaustion. These people are all old foxes. Not until the last moment, no one knows what their cards are.

Mr. Han shook his head with a smile and did not stop him.

Although no one opened his mouth, all the surviving people consciously condensed together. Now they are grasshoppers on the line, and no one can escape safely.

"All of you, try your best to break the ban in front of the spiral ladder, otherwise it will definitely become the belly of the ancient corpse." Yang Chen was powerless when he spoke. If it hadn't been for his brother's help, he might not have stood still.

Peng Daoren nodded slightly and carefully took out a puppet, which was completely different from the previous ones. Before he pinched the formula, Zhao Haoran had already felt the strong murderous atmosphere in it.

"I have come up with the strongest means, and I hope you can cooperate."

Peng Daoren pinched the magic formula, and a dark demon appeared on the fifth floor of the Linglong pagoda. The demon was surrounded by black air and a pair of wings behind him, with his head reaching the roof, which was very tall and powerful.

The ancient corpse also sensed the abnormality here. Compared with the sarcophagus that just came out, the breath at this time was more than doubled. This ancient corpse is like a bottomless hole, no matter how many souls can swallow his power.

The devil turned his head and looked at the ancient corpse, with a provocative roar in his mouth.

Peng Daoren frowned and played strange runes repeatedly. The devil seemed to be greatly restricted and was quite unwilling, but he still walked forward honestly.

Although the ancient corpse is powerful, it is not difficult for everyone to defeat him together. The key is that there is an extremely dangerous Mr. Han here, and no one has the confidence to deal with this person.

Mr. Han doesn't seem to have tried his best. At this moment, he is just a bystander, witnessing the ancient corpse devourer. It seems that he has the intention to lead everyone here for the ancient corpse to devour and help it increase its strength.

This idea made Zhao Haoran's eyebrows unable to stretch for a long time. Could it be that Mr. Han was originally from the fairy mansion? Otherwise, how could he know that there was still an ancient corpse hidden in this exquisite pagoda? His strength was not difficult to deal with everyone. It was for this golden talisman ancient corpse. This thing must be better than imagined. It is much more powerful.

The talent of the soul devouring alone is really terrible, as if the power of each soul is superimposed into its body, and its strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. I don't know how far it will grow if it continues.

There is no need for anyone to give orders. All the souls follow in the footsteps of the devil. If they can't get out of the fifth floor, they will become the food of the ancient corpse. I feel nauseous when I think about it.

"Open"

The devil roared and revealed a strong dissatisfaction. With Peng Daoren's order, a dark ball formed between his hands and pushed hard to the prohibition.

The prohibition that others can't shake is actually a little loose, which makes everyone very excited.

"Guys, the soul power in my body is insufficient. Can you help me with one or two?"

The two brothers Yang Chen took the lead. After all, they are two-day souls. Even if the strong strength in the injured body is not comparable to ordinary people.

Peng Daoren pinched the magic formula faster, and the dark ball from the devil's palm made the fifth layer tremble constantly.

No one cares about the life or death of the soul man in March. The soul man surnamed Wang didn't know whether he was lucky or strong. Unexpectedly, he escaped a disaster and followed the crowd, and his soul power kept rushing forward.

"Alas," Mr. Han's sigh came to his ears. "The old man said that the opportunity has arrived. Let's get closer to this golden ancient corpse."

The fishy smell swept over, and the soul man surnamed Wang was shocked, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand up, devouring many souls. The intelligence of the ancient corpse seemed to be higher.

"Fire Dragon Binding"

One more person has more power. Zhao Haoran has to take action. Maybe there is really a chance!

Zhao Haoran's soul power is full of innocence and fire, which is the nemesis of those dead things. The golden light flashed on the ancient corpse, and the ring of fire disappeared with a trembling on his body.

However, this dragged down the pace of the ancient corpse. The soul man surnamed Wang looked at Zhao Haoran gratefully and hurriedly dodged aside.

Hu Yuandan, who got the soul of Wang, Zhao Haoran has the ability to save him at this time. If Hua Yuandan is still in the arms of the soul of Wang, I'm afraid he is already a dead body at this time.

Zhao Haoran suddenly had a little understanding, but he was interrupted by the roar of the ancient corpse.

The food he got was gone, and the tyrannical temperament of Jinfu's ancient corpse made him regard Zhao Haoran as his biggest enemy.

The green corpse gas surged out. Zhao Haoran waved his sleeves, and the corpses dissipated. It seemed to be understated, but the things contained in it flashed a trace of brilliance in Mr. Han's eyes.

This son's cultivation is not high, but he seems to have mastered a trace of the mystery of heaven and earth, and there is an inexplicable power between his hands and feet.

"Break it!" Peng Daoren shouted, and the dark color outside the demon's body condensed into a ball, and his whole body rolled up and smashed towards the prohibition.

The two collided, and the powerful shock wave repelled the nearest Peng Daoren for a few steps before stopping. The demon gradually shrank and finally returned to the doll.

Mr. Han still looks like an old god. All this seems to be in his expectation. In the face of Mr. Han, it seems that everything can't escape his calculations. This feeling makes Zhao Haoran very uncomfortable.

"Go!" Yang Chen roared and rushed to the spiral ladder with the last bit of soul power. Yang Bo followed closely. The two brothers have always been inseparable.