Soul Devouring Sword Master

At this moment, everyone regretted it. If they had known this, they should have listened to Lin Xiao and would not have ended up in such a situation. But now, it was too late.

Seeing that more than half of the casualties had been killed or injured, many Xianjian Mountain disciples no longer held on and started to run away. No matter what, surviving was the most important thing.

"If you want to escape, stay!"

A green-haired corpse king smiled coldly, waved his claws, and the dark green claws directly tore several Xianjian Mountain disciples into pieces.

"Youjing, you are too wasteful. You just wasted the good corpse refining materials!"

Another purple-faced corpse king said coldly. At the same time, he saw a dark purple poisonous gas filling his palm. He blasted out with a palm, and the poisonous gas gushed out. More than a dozen Xianjian Mountain disciples who were covered by the poisonous gas were bleeding from all seven orifices and died on the spot. A few slightly more tenacious ones struggled to fly for dozens of feet and then died.

"Hehe, why don't we see who kills the most people!"

Another white-eyed corpse king smiled coldly. This person seemed to have no pupils, and his eyes were all white. Wherever he passed, people who looked at him seemed to be trapped in an illusion, with dull eyes. Although it was only dull for one or two breaths, it was enough to be fatal.

The white-eyed corpse king's figure flickered, and those who were affected by his illusion died before they could come to their senses.

These three corpse kings are all the seventh-level combat power of the Yuanshen Realm, with strange and unpredictable means, and they also have martial corpses, which are also of equal combat power.

On the Xianjian Mountain side, the five captains, including Shao Nan, are also the seventh-level strength of the Yuanshen Realm, but even so, the five people fighting against the three corpse kings are still at a disadvantage.

These five captains can't stop these three corpse kings one-on-one, but they are constantly seized by the latter to slaughter the disciples of Xianjian Mountain.

No wonder, the people of Xianjian Mountain fled one after another, and if they didn't flee, they would only die.

Seeing the disciples of Xianjian Mountain fleeing everywhere, the people of Xueluo Sect also chased them.

Bang!

The situation was stronger than the person, and Lin Xiao could not hold on alone, so he simply stepped on the ground and rushed in one direction.

"You killed so many people from my Xueluo Sect, and you still want to leave!"

The purple-faced corpse king's eyes turned cold, and his figure flashed. A ball of purple mist appeared on the spot. The mist dissipated, and he appeared hundreds of feet away.

Sensing the breath chasing from behind, Lin Xiao's expression condensed slightly and ran at full speed.

"Boy, you can't escape!"

The purple-faced corpse king's cold voice came, and his breath burst out, and the speed increased to the limit, constantly closing the distance with Lin Xiao.

Although Lin Xiao's Dragon Shadow Step was fast, it was still not enough to face the warrior of the seventh level of Yuanshen Realm.

In a blink of an eye, the two had traveled more than ten miles, and at this time, the purple-faced corpse king had caught up.

"Dark Poison Palm!"

The corpse gas in the palm of the purple-faced corpse king condensed and gathered into a dark purple gas mass. Above the gas mass, wisps of poison gas lingered. Wherever it passed, the air sizzled, as if it was corroded.

Boom!

Locking Lin Xiao, the purple-faced corpse king blasted out with a palm, and the gas mass shot out.

Swish!

Lin Xiao flashed and quickly avoided the gas mass.

But at this moment, the gas mass exploded, and a large area of ​​purple poisonous fog instantly spread, covering hundreds of feet in radius. Lin Xiao was naturally affected.

"Hehe, you've been hit by my poison palm, let's see how long you can hold on!"

The purple-faced corpse king smiled playfully, but he was not in a hurry to catch up. He liked to watch his prey die in struggle and despair little by little, and followed behind slowly, waiting for Lin Xiao to die from the poison, and then put the other party's body into his pocket.

It had to be said that the other party was a good material for refining corpses.

However, what surprised the Purple-faced Corpse King was that after one breath, two breaths, and a full dozen breaths, Lin Xiao was still fine, as if he was not affected by the corpse poison at all.

"How could this happen!"

The Purple-faced Corpse King was shocked. Among the corpse kings of the Blood Luo Sect, there are also many types. Some specialize in studying corpse poison, some focus on controlling more martial corpses, and some tend to illusions, etc. These are all branches of the Blood Luo Dafa, and he is the branch of corpse poison.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if a warrior of the seventh level of the Yuanshen Realm is poisoned by his corpse poison, if there is no antidote, he will die of poison in a quarter of an hour at most.

The other party is obviously not a warrior of the seventh level of the Yuanshen Realm, and he is still flying. He keeps using his vitality, which will only make the poison attack faster. In his estimation, Lin Xiao should have died long ago, but now, he is safe and sound, and even has no effect at all.

How could he know that Lin Xiao, who possesses the reverse method of the Swallowing Soul Technique, is almost immune to all poisons. Even in the Qingyun Continent, the Swallowing Soul Technique is still strong.