Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Five ── Corpse Pattern Powerhouse

boom!

Countless mountains turned into mist, instantly suppressing the shadows in front of them!

"hehe."

The shadow just let out a hollow laugh.

A black shadow like a flame, like a night that is inseparable from the sky. The shadow of a thousand mountains formed by the condensation of water mist suddenly disappeared when it collided with the dark shadow like night, as if it had never appeared before.

Watching the person in front of him dismiss his attack lightly, the deep guard in the old man's eyes became more alert.

Wei has lived for hundreds of years and has seen many strong people.

Even in today's world, Yang Xia of the four seasons, and thousands of reds of the Chaoxia Palace, when they see him, they must perform the ceremony of the younger generation. Only the immortal old man of Fen Tianshan can be regarded as his peers.

But this person in front of him, he has never seen before, the kind of terrifying aura, even the powerful corpse tattoos that he occasionally encounters can't be compared. The corpse pattern has been in decline for many years, where did such a powerful cultivator appear? Or is it that the corpse pattern road has been dormant for thousands of years, just to rise strongly again?

"Now, do you believe this seat's words?"

"If you want to defeat this seat, it's impossible not to use the zodiac pattern. And when you have the power pattern, this seat is enough to kill the people below back and forth three or four times."

"As long as you let this seat go, this seat will never hurt them."

"The person below lives or dies, it's your decision."

That shadow's laughter was still incomparable, and it waved the flame-like shadow at will.

A mass of black light fell downward.

Nourishes...

There was no roar, but it sounded like something had corroded.

Wei Lao shouted violently, and countless water mists rushed to the black light, covering the corrosive potential.

"Yo, slippery. Sorry sorry, hehehehe..."

A dangerous old man.

It's not a skill, it's just pure power. The strength of the lines cultivated by the corpse lines is different from the current system. It is pure death energy, and it has the effect of restraining everything in the world. This is also one of the reasons why the corpse pattern is always stronger than ordinary cultivators.

And the corpse pattern powerhouse in front of him has cultivated to this realm, even the most common pattern force is released, and it devours everything like a poison!

If such a person is allowed to make trouble in the Qing Palace...

Dangerous old people dare not gamble.

Although he didn't understand why the strong man in front of him didn't take many lives since he went deep into this place, the old man still didn't dare to gamble. Thinking of this, his mind turned.

"Let him go first, and then deal with him after he leaves the Quanqing Palace."

Thinking of this, Wei Lao snorted coldly and waved his sleeve robe.

The water curtain behind the shadow revealed a large hole.

"Go away, before the old man has changed his mind."

Sombra smiled, as if not surprised by the result: "Don't worry, we will meet again."

Whoosh.

The moment the black shadow slammed out of the water hole, the water curtain returned to normal.

And Wei Lao also looked cold, and the figure disappeared in place.

…………

Boom boom boom!

"Dare to offend the majesty of my Zuo family, the thief will die!"

A violent shout resounded through the Qinglong Avenue, which was one of the Zuo Family Vessels.

I saw that the stick in his hand was much shorter than the average stick, but under the powerful fluctuations of the four palaces, it was daunting. The long stick is clicked, like a dragon breath!

boom!

The offensive of the countless Zuo disciples and the masters of the various veins caused the two strong men of the corpse pattern to retreat step by step.

If it wasn't for the strong man who held his head like a shield and was good at defense, they would have been killed long ago.

The other strong man was equally powerful and insidious, and the flying knives were extremely tricky. Together with the black shadow like a wasp, it was like there were countless hidden weapons at the same time, and the disciples of the Zuo family who were often hit would be helpless and killed instantly!

"Cough cough cough..."

The corpse-patterned Daoist Tietou, who grabbed the weird and terrifying head with both hands, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again after resisting the attack of the Zuojia Vessel for many times. Although he is a strong man in the corpse pattern, he is still in the Three Palace Realm after all. Under the offensive of several four-level powerhouses, they have been severely injured!

But no matter the two of them, they have no intention of retreating!

"Who the **** are they!?" The disciples of the Zuo family were all stunned. They were obviously two tattooed practitioners who only had fluctuations in the three palaces, yet they could hold on to such an attack for a long time!

"They are cultivators of the corpse pattern." A slightly weak voice sounded from the back, and everyone was stunned. Even the corpse-marked powerhouse "Heizi" was stunned: "This kid can't die?"

The visitor is Zuo Chengzhe!

It's just that Zuo Chengzhe was vain at this moment, his face was extremely pale, but his expression was as determined as ever. I saw his eyes swept away, and he said in his heart: "There are three of them, it's a woman! Find her!"

"Keep the change, please!"

A voice sounded, when everyone looked at it.

At some point, a woman appeared beside the two corpse-marked powerhouses out of thin air. Kuroko and Tietou were overjoyed: "Have you got it?"

Xiaodie nodded heavily: "Get it!"

"go!"

Tietou shouted decisively, his head swung faster in his hand, his tentacle-like hair was like a long, deadly thorn, and he fought and retreated!

"Can you go?!" Zuo Canghai snorted coldly, and the [Black Dragon Claw] shot again, piercing the air with sharp energy, and grabbed Tietou's left leg fiercely!

"What a ruthless old guy!" Tietou scolded in pain.

In a blink of an eye, the three of them walked towards the gate of the Zuofu Mansion!

But there are countless disciples of the Zuo family and the strong southerners who come to support!

Right now, we are all beleaguered, and there is nowhere to escape!

"Just grab it!"

"The corpse pattern is to die!"

Countless powerhouses surrounded the entire Zuofu, staring closely at the three corpse tattooists, as if they were going to swarm up and kill them in the next moment!

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold hum came from afar, and it fell in the ears of the three of them, but it was like the sound of heaven.

Heizi, Tietou and Xiaodie were all overjoyed: "Daoist!"

…………

As the words just fell, Zuo Canghai's face was ashen.

"Want to run!?"

With a loud drink, the black lines on the whole body were as thick as ink.

His skinny claws stretched out, with a mysterious and unpredictable force.

【Black Dragon Claw】!

This is the full blow of Zuo Canghai, and the full blow of the four palaces from the famous Zuo family!

The three monks in the Three Palaces Realm, who had already been subjected to the wheel battle, all changed their faces when they saw this blow. The cultivator known as the Iron Head roared strangely, blood spurting out from the corners of his mouth, and the head in his hand swelled against the storm. In the blink of an eye, it was already dozens of meters in diameter. fear!

The strength of the three tattooists in this operation is not considered the strongest in the corpse tattoo. But all three of them have their own characteristics. Heizi is adept at sneak attacks, and he usually kills with one hit in his assassination attempts; Xiaodie is good at assisting, hiding, and sneaking in; while Tietou is defensive and powerful.

That huge head was an unnamed head that he once penetrated into the burial palace from ancient times. Although the head has been dead for about a thousand years, the body has never been baptized by the years. He saw with his own eyes a corpse maggot wanted to burrow into its flesh to devour it but couldn't bite its skin.

Tietou was instantly shocked into a heaven and a man, and put this head into the Qi Palace, and at the same time continuously refining this head into his own Noble Phantasm!