Asking About Longevity Chapter 497

Chapter 497 Ancestors

Mo Hua used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the Spiritual Center Formation and control the Corpse King. He instantly sensed the three dominating powers that coexisted but were different in the Corpse King's body.

 One method is to use the corpse control bell as a medium, which is a commonly used corpse control method among corpse cultivators.

 One method is based on the Lingshu Evil Formation as the core, and the Evil Formation Corpse Control Method.

There is another method, which is the orthodox first-grade twelve-line Lingshu Jue Formation Spirit Control Technique set up by Mo Hua himself.

These three forces are in conflict with each other. In a short period of time, no one can completely control the Corpse King.

 After several attempts, Zhang Quan also came to his senses.

Lu Chengyun was not expecting it and was completely caught off guard!

The sharp claws of the iron corpse penetrated his back. The corpse's claws suddenly thrust into his body, and then with one blow, his clothes were torn off.

“Others have used all their best swordsmanship skills, but you don't know anything about it, yet you still have to compete with him to see who is stronger. It's really impossible to hold up the wall with mud!”

 Ink painting's eyes are bright.

This kneeling made Mo Hua stunned.

“Idiot, of course his swordsmanship is great. Your corpse skill is so strong that you can't even beat my little senior brother...”

　　“I've been refining corpses all day long, and my head must have been stiffened by refining it…”

The ancestor's spirit in the sky couldn't stand it, so when his life was hanging by a thread, he gave him a helping hand and left a trace of incense for the Zhang family.

 But now that the three powers are controlled separately, Mo Hua is not sure that in a short period of time, he will be able to overcome the Corpse Controlling Bell and the Lingshu Evil Formation and completely dominate the Corpse King.

 Zhang Quan's corpse turned into copper skin and iron bones, and barely blocked a few swords. However, a sword was still pierced through his left shoulder. The flaw was exposed when he was in pain. He was also punched by another iron corpse and fell to the ground.

Although he didn't know why, Zhang Quan felt relieved. He immediately stood up, took a few big steps back, and left the surrounding iron corpses.

We must fight quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams!

Lu Chengyun looked solemn and went all out. The light of his sword suddenly changed, and the color of his spiritual power became darker, showing a light black gray.

Lu Chengyun frowned.

"When he draws his sword and charges up, run away quickly. Why are you pretending?"

This attack was fast, accurate, cruel, and extremely vicious.

These iron corpses, show mercy!

Why?

 Why do you spare your life whenever you are in a desperate situation?

 Zhang Quan frowned in thought, and suddenly realized something.

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

Lu Chengyun controlled the Iron Corpse again and began to surround and kill Zhang Quan.

He did not rely on the iron corpse, but used his own Taoism and the superior sword in his hand to wear down Zhang Quan little by little and wanted to kill Zhang Quan!

Just when he was in a state of panic, the iron corpse's sharp claws that were about to take his life suddenly stopped.

 Zhang Quan's mind changed rapidly. This Corpse King was made from the Zhang family's bronze coffin and the corpse refining method passed down from the Zhang family's ancestors, by sacrificing and warming it day and night.

 The opportunity is also properly grasped.

In this way, if the attack fails and Lu Chengyun is not killed, it will be easy to alert the enemy and expose the methods he left behind on the corpse king.

 The sharp claw tips were no more than an inch away from his chest.

 Control the conflict, or is there something wrong with the formation?

Lu Chengyun couldn't understand, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart. The most urgent task was to kill Zhang Quan first.

The iron corpses under his command were so bloodthirsty that they went straight to Zhang Quan.

Now this Lu Chengyun wants to use the bodies of the Zhang family to kill the heirs of this family.

Although Zhang Quan was still defeated, his spirit was greatly improved.

Without the soft silver armor on his body, his back was pierced by the sharp claws of the Iron Corpse, his body was invaded by corpse poison, and he was besieged by Zhang Quan and the Iron Corpse. Today, I am afraid it would be really bad!

 Having a fierce gaze and vicious attacks!

This ancestor of the Zhang family, who doesn't know whether he is a human, a corpse or a ghost, is indeed a ruthless character!

Or is it that the Zhang family's method of controlling corpses has weird and unpredictable magical powers?

Lu Chengyun felt a deep chill in his heart.

But this was within his expectation.

The Zhang family is indeed a family of corpse refiners, yet they can actually have such incredible means of using their ancestors to control iron corpses.

With the help of the spiritual pivot array on the heart of the Corpse King, Mo Hua secretly transformed part of the iron corpses controlled by Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun into his own hands.

Mo Hua couldn't listen anymore, and secretly cursed Zhang Quandao in his heart:

If this claw goes down, your heart will be pierced, and you will definitely die!

Zhang Quan's eyes were about to burst, but no matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to do anything.

With a movement of his consciousness, he pulled the center of the formation. At the same time, an iron corpse under Lu Chengyun's control suddenly "rebelled". His pupils shrank, his eyes glowed blue, and his sharp claws were like the wind, and he suddenly dug into Lu Chengyun's hand. back.

 Ink painting is a bit disappointing.

 The ink painting is a pity.

Lu Chengyun raised the long sword in his hand. The sword energy was divided in the middle and swung out to both sides. The momentum was as fierce as opening up mountains and leveling rivers.

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

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

Lu Chengyun said calmly:

"what happened…"

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

 But several other iron corpses had already rushed in front of him, grabbing his limbs. Their long sharp claws were embedded in the flesh of his limbs, holding him tightly.

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

When Lu Chengyun saw this, his eyes were filled with fear and his heart was slightly awe-inspiring:

 Zhang Quan's heart was filled with fear.

Several of them were stopped by Zhang Quan's iron corpse and bitten together, while the rest rushed in front of Zhang Quan with ferocious faces and opened their **** mouths at him.

 Zhang Quan was stunned.

 Zhang Quan was so grateful that he immediately knelt down to the sky, kowtowed several times, and said loudly:

Mo Hua, this "little ancestor", hated him for not fighting, and in his heart he sprayed Zhang Quan with blood.

 The technique of ink painting is obscure.

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

 It almost capsized in the gutter!

This time the Iron Corpse still moved according to his thoughts, and there was nothing unusual about it.

 “I'm going to die!”

But his vitality was low and his injuries were serious. He only summoned four iron corpses, which could not stop Lu Chengyun's more than ten iron corpses.

 The momentum between the two is like fire and water, which not only differentiates them from superior to inferior, but also determines life and death.

 “My disciple Zhang Quan, thank you ancestor!”

 Zhang Quan controls eleven, and Lu Chengyun controls thirteen.

 Zhang Quan struggled to hold on, his injuries becoming more and more serious, and the iron corpse under his control also showed signs of decline.

It's now!

 He has never heard of it!

Lu Chengyun sneered and began to control the iron corpse to besiege Zhang Quan with him. He would definitely kill Zhang Quan to avoid future troubles!

 Zhang Quan must die!

 In this world, the only person who can control the Corpse King is yourself!

“I'm about to die, but I still don't want to run away, so I'm fighting for my life here.”

Lu Chengyun was attacked by an iron corpse and spit out blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was no injury on his body.

Mo Hua's plan succeeded. He smiled, half-ridden, and sighed again, disappointed.

Another iron corpse, with swollen claws and ghastly poison, went straight to Zhang Quan's heart.

 There is only one reason why Iron Corpse would spare his life at the critical moment:

 It's the ancestor!

 Somehow, my ancestors are helping me!

 Zombie King cannot be controlled, but Iron Corpse can.

Zhang Quan's expression changed when he heard this, "The Lu family's pioneering swordsmanship! You have mastered it so deeply?"

 Sure enough, the spirit of his “ancestor” in heaven protected him.

The sharp claws of the iron corpse could not break through the soft armor, nor could they hurt Lu Chengyun's heart. They could only injure Lu Chengyun with great force.

 Zhang Quan looked solemn.

 Out of control?

 Zhang Quan was recovering from his catastrophe, and as he was recovering from his shock, he realized that not only the iron corpse in front of him, but also several nearby iron corpses had stopped motionless.

Every time the Iron Corpse tried to take Zhang Quan's life, it would always delay for a moment, allowing Zhang Quan to escape.

Lu Chengyun's calm eyes contained murderous intent.

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

“Okay, let's see today, whether your sword skills or my corpse skills are stronger!”

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

 Under the altar, there are thousands of corpses.

Lu Chengyun pointed a finger from a distance, controlled the iron corpse, and charged towards Zhang Quan.

　　　 Killing someone with a borrowed knife means one "corpse" and two lives.

 “My ancestors are helping me! I will not die!”

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

Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan were fighting to the death again, so they didn't realize that some of their iron corpses had "rebelled".

Lu Chengyun had the upper hand and Zhang Quan was defeated steadily.

Lu Chengyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling frightened in his heart.

Lu Chengyun said coldly: "In order to avoid being discovered by others, I never use this sword technique. The fact that you died under this sword technique today can be regarded as my gift to you."

Whenever his life hangs by a thread and he is about to die, the iron corpse that kills him will become "sick" and freeze in place for a while.

 But what happened next was still beyond his expectation.

When death was imminent, he tried his best to knock back an iron corpse with a wave of his palm, and then turned over and kicked another iron corpse away.

 Zhang Quan's face became even more joyful.

 In this case, Zhang Quan cannot stay even more!

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

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

This silver soft armor is obviously also a high-quality spiritual weapon.

 But he only focused on killing Zhang Quan, and unknowingly, a large flaw was exposed on his back.

“The Kaishan Sword Technique... I dug up the ancestral grave of the Lu family and found a superior Taoist technique from the jade slips buried with an elder of the Lu family. I have been practicing hard for decades…”

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

Lu Chengyun was also startled.

There were twenty-four iron corpses in the altar.

what happened?

Mo Hua did not forcefully activate the formation to control the Corpse King.

He thought about it for a moment, and when he came back to his thoughts, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart:

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

 He understands!

Chapter 2 will come later.

I didn't sleep well last night. There were renovations upstairs today. I felt like the electric drill was drilling into my head, and my scalp was numb...

 (End of this chapter)

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