Wei Sheng's expression did not change. He didn't even blink, and the broken sword in his hand did not move at all.
If a fifth-grade yao beast charged in, then blood would flow like rivers. Thinking about this, Zuo Mo's eyes instantly turned red. This troop was his subordinates in name, but in his heart, they were companions that he could entrust his life to.
Damn it! There were six of them!
All of the hardship guards instantly understood A Wen's meaning!
Only xiuzhe above jindan could fight against vicious beasts above fifth-grade. Zuo Mo had once killed a Bloody Horned Great Serpent, but that Bloody Horned Great Serpent had been forcefully formed, and was just slightly close to fifth-grade.
"Hardship Guard!"
The fiend corpse retreated when its attack did not succeed. Its right hand pressed against the skull on its waist, its eyes flashing with red light as it locked onto Wei Sheng. It seemed to know that Wei Sheng was the greatest threat to it, but when its gaze landed on the broken sword in Wei Sheng's hand, the red light in its eyes exploded, and the fiendish mist in the surroundings roiled.
Each grade was divided into upper, middle, and lower grades. Using fifth-grade as an example, the lower grade could only touch the edge of the space shield, and the space shield formed was extremely unstable. Intermediate fifth-grade would form a space shield that was basically complete, and had started to change. At upper fifth-grade, the space shield was almost perfect, and all of its changes had been comprehended.
A Wen tightly gripped his black spear. His youthful face was like that of an experienced hunter, without any expression. A Wen who had survived the dueling field was young, but he was experienced, and had truly climbed out of a pile of corpses.
At this time, Zuo Mo's expression changed slightly. Damn it!
This fiend corpse was not a ling beast, not even a yao beast, but it was definitely above fifth-grade!
Zuo Mo's gaze immediately floated to the skull on the fiend corpse's waist. Was this skull a treasure? Looking at the fur on the fiend corpse's body that was like a formation, he felt that Pu Yao's other guess was possible.
The presence of the fiend corpse caused Zuo Mo to be shocked. He hurriedly asked Pu Yao, "What is a fiend corpse?"
"Ah!"
Just looking at the fiend corpse, a bone-chilling coldness rose from the bottom of his heart.
Zuo Mo immediately understood from Pu Yao's warning tone that this thing called fiend corpse was not ordinary.
"Careful, this is a fiend corpse!"
"Corpses in places with dense baleful energy will not rot easily. Once baleful energy enters the corpses, they will become fiendish corpses. Be careful, this fiend corpse is not simple. " Pu Yao's tone was grave. "On the way here, not just the corpses, even the bones have turned to dust. Black fiendish energy needs time to form, at least hundreds of years. For this corpse to be able to endure hundreds of years without rotting, either it has the help of a treasure, or the corpse itself is strange. "
Zuo Mo's heart jumped. His eyes suddenly lit up as he shouted urgently, "Xie Shan, Zong Ru, Shu Long, guard the other directions. Beware of other vicious beings!"
These damned things!
The crisp sound of metal clashing could be heard throughout the camp!
Dang!
The golden and red Flame Seal Armor quickly wrapped around Zuo Mo at a visible rate. Semi-transparent golden wings that were as thin as cicada wings quietly took shape on his back, as if there was an invisible pen quietly sketching.
Clang clang clang!
One, two … five … six!
An ugly sand puppet, the size of a small mountain, at least twenty zhang. In front of it, A Wen was like an ant. Its movements looked very slow, but each step it took was a long distance. Countless small flows of sand shrouded it like mist.
So ugly!
The fine black mist was like swimming fish that gathered in one direction.
— A Wen at the front of the formation holding his spear.
He firmly believed that with Eldest Shixiong's strength, even if he could not defeat the fiend corpse, he would definitely be able to delay the other! If the vicious being that ambushed them from behind was also fifth-grade, then it was undoubtedly a calamity for the others. Other than the few that were in jindan, everyone else was ningmai. In front of a fifth-grade yao beast, ningmai xiuzhe were as weak as cabbage.
Even though he had not attacked yet, A Wen knew that this kind of feeling would only appear when the enemy's strength was much higher than his. However, he did not retreat. Just now, this big guy had wounded quite a few of his brothers.
A cold light flashed through A Wen's eyes. He suddenly raised the black spear in his hand.
When he spoke, everyone jumped in fright. It had to be said that in the major xiuzhe worlds, all ling beasts and vicious beings had been cleared out long ago. Not to mention mid-tier fifth-grade vicious beasts, even fourth-grade vicious beasts were considered quite rare. Even Yi Zheng who came from Great Buddha Temple was almost scared out of his wits. A large sect like Great Buddha Temple naturally did not lack ling beasts. Not just fifth-grade, the temple even raised a few sixth-grade ling beasts. But in front of this fiend corpse that had formed over tens of thousands of years, those fifth-grade and sixth-grade ling beasts that the temple raised were like harmless babies.
The atmosphere became even heavier, and swords drawn.
Wei Sheng did not feel any of its presence. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that there was nothing where the fiend corpse stood. This caused him to shiver in awe. Only a fifth rank spirit beast was capable of such a feat. Fifth-grade ling beasts could form a space shield and hide their presence.
The vicious being in front of them was the first humanoid vicious being they had encountered. It looked very much like a zombie, with a humanoid ape face, vicious eyes that flashed with a red light. Its entire body, including its face, was covered in hair. What was even more wondrous was that the hair on its body was not the same color. These different colored hairs formed complex and exquisite patterns like an unknown formation.
This was not something that could be changed by numbers. The difference in power between the two was too great!
He had clearly seen at least three flying swords hit its body. Other than a few sparks, they didn't leave behind a mark. Someone had almost been injured. Everyone, including Zuo Mo, jumped in fright. Wei Sheng, Xie Shan, and the others hurriedly went forward to help.
Shocked gasps came from behind. In this moment, everyone, including Zuo Mo, changed expression! A diversion! This fiend corpse knew how to make a diversion!
Treasure?
But this fiend corpse … …
In the air, Zuo Mo disappeared.
The broken sword that Wei Sheng raised steadily blocked one of the claws! At some unknown time, sharp white bone claws had grown out of the fiend corpse's fingers!
But this unknown monster was pressuring him to the point that he almost couldn't breathe!
The black spear that A Wen raised pressed down. Gripping the spear with both hands, the tip of the spear flicked up and pointed straight at the enormous sand puppet that was rumbling over.
In the air, Zuo Mo suddenly howled at the sky. The furious howl was like thunder that suddenly spread!
"Careful! Enemy attack! "
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Shu Long was not present. He was the strongest in all of Hardship Guard Camp. If he dodged at this time, and the other people faced this big guy, it really would be death.
The fiend corpse's bone claws and Wei Sheng's broken sword did not lose at all!
The three people's hearts shook and they retreated like lightning, but they were still a step too late.
Reality proved that Zuo Mo's and the others' worries were not groundless. The first two days had been smooth, but on the third day, they encountered trouble.
The xiuzhe beside Wei Sheng quickly retreated. Xie Shan, Zong Ru, Shu Long, and the others did not retreat, but advanced and surrounded the fiend corpse.
Facing off against the fiend corpse, Wei Sheng's expression was grave. The pressure that this fiend corpse gave him was unprecedented. Ever since he had stepped into jindan, his strength had exploded. This kind of increase was not just in cultivation, but in all aspects, including sword essence and resolve. This caused him to have to spend a large amount of time to stabilize his cultivation. The increase in strength caused the pressure of the fiend soul beasts that had been vicious in his eyes to decrease greatly.
Without needing orders, they quickly formed the Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation like usual!
What to do?
His mind moved quickly. Use speed to slow down this big guy?
"Intermediate fifth-grade … …" Yi Zheng exclaimed. His face instantly paled. Coming from a large sect, Yi Zheng's knowledge was much greater than a bumpkin like Zuo Mo. With a glance, he recognized the power of the fiend corpse.
In this moment, countless fiendish mist flooded into the formation like water in reverse. The fiendish mist that was sucked into the Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation only left little threads of black mist.
The fiendish corpse glared at Wei Sheng, baring its teeth and showing a vicious expression. Its right hand was still pressed against the skull at its waist.
However … …
An enormous shadow covered A Wen. There seemed to be a little mountain moving towards him in the fiendish mist. The ground rumbled, the pebbles furiously bouncing.
Hiss!
The densely packed sounds of collisions were like raindrops. The ears of some xiuzhe that were not prepared rang. The fiend corpse and Wei Sheng turned to two balls of shadow that chased each other in the air. No one could lock onto their figures.
There was more than one vicious being attacking them from behind! Looking at Wei Sheng who was fighting fiercely with the fiend corpse, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth, turned and charged towards the back.
The fiend corpse in front of him was definitely not a normal fifth-grade vicious being. It could even be sixth-grade. In the world, other than xiuzhe, yaomo, there were countless other living beings of all kinds. For these beings, their strength was determined by their rank.
Fifth-grade void shield, sixth-grade void boundary, seventh-grade void source, eighth-grade void spirit, ninth-grade and tenth-grade. Those were existences that were almost unstoppable by humans, existences that were close to undying.
These iron-willed men, who felt guilty for their earlier panic, were now crazily activating the formation.
At this time, the enormous shadow in the fiendish mist finally revealed its true appearance. A Wen's pupils suddenly contracted!
A Wen twisted his mouth. He knew that his plan of using speed to slow down the other had failed.
At this time, a red light flashed through the eyes of the fiend corpse that was facing Wei Sheng, and its figure suddenly disappeared.
There was a skull hanging from its waist that seemed to be made of jade or porcelain. There seemed to be a ball of black mist floating in the empty eye sockets.
A Wen's furious howl caused the restless Guard Camp to quickly calm down. They were well trained. After the initial panic, they quickly organized their troops. When they saw the youngest A Wen blocking at the very front, these men felt their blood boil, their necks flushed red, and their tendons bulged.
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