Chapter 472 The Great Array of Ten Thousand Corpses

Dozens of black iron chains, each with the thickness of the wrist, are like black snakes, piercing through the void, and their power is terrifying.

Everyone has four or five chains to patronize.

"Go away!"

The bald-headed man shouted, and the sword slashed out violently, cutting the chain apart.

Swish! Swish!

There are also five iron chains, winding away towards Lu Ming.

hum! hum!

With a wave of Lu Ming's hand, a long spear condensed and flew in all directions, resisting the surrounding iron chains.

At the same time, his true qi burst out, and his body was about to rise into the sky. However, as soon as his body moved, a piercing pain came out of his chest.

He was really caught off guard by the sudden attack of the bald man.

The bald-headed man made a mockery of Lu Ming as soon as they met, which made Lu Ming relax his vigilance against him. Now that I think about it, it was completely intentional.

"rise!"

Lu Ming gave a low drink and forcibly rushed up.

"Get down!"

The bald man shouted loudly, holding the knife in both hands, and a blazing sword light slashed towards Lu Ming's head.

when!

Lu Ming resisted with a long spear, but his body couldn't help falling down.

Swish! Swish!

The iron chains were flying, and more than a dozen iron chains were wrapped around the bald man and Lu Ming.

At the same time, more than a dozen iron chains rushed out of the deep pit.

Lu Ming resisted with all his strength, but in the end, he was still entangled by an iron chain.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, obediently die!"

The bald man laughed.

"Come down together!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold,

With a wave of his hand, seven or eight guns shot towards the bald man, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand, grabbed an iron chain, and waved it suddenly. On the chain, three artistic concepts were merged, and he attacked the bald man.

The bald man shouted loudly, trying his best to resist the iron chains around him, and he was in a hurry when he had to deal with Lu Ming hitting a dozen long spears.

At this time, the iron chain that Lu Ming swung broke the defense of the bald man and entangled him firmly.

"Damn!"

The bald-headed man was extremely frightened and roared again and again.

"What's it called? Let's go down together!"

Lu Ming sneered.

"Break me!"

The bald man's anxious bald head was covered in cold sweat, and the sword in his hand slashed wildly on the iron chain, but this chain, I don't know what material it was made of, was extremely hard, and the bald man couldn't cut it for a while.

Swish! Swish!

At this time, more chains entangled Lu Ming and the bald man, dragging them both down the pit.

Outside the deep pit, Xu Zhong, Huang Jing, and the white-haired old man tried their best to escape the range of the chain attack and escaped far away.

woohoo...

The iron chain dragged Lu Ming and the bald man, and they continued to fall.

"No, no, I can't die here!"

The bald man struggled desperately, roaring again and again.

However, it is impossible to break free from the shackles of the iron chain.

Lu Ming was very calm, and looked around.

Along the way, Lu Ming has encountered countless dangers. He knows very well that the more dangerous it is, the less panic can be found in order to find a solution.

The Dragon Fighting Art in his body was working with all his strength, repairing his injuries.

Deep pit, really deep.

The chains dragged the two of them and flew down more than 2,000 meters before finally reaching the end.

bump! bump!

The chains dragged the two of them and slammed to the ground.

Afterwards, the chains were actually loosened, and Lu Ming and the bald man regained their freedom.

As soon as he regained his freedom, the bald man hurriedly stepped aside and looked at Lu Ming cautiously.

Lu Ming glanced at him and looked around.

Under the deep pit, it is very dark, and the distance that the line of sight can see is very limited.

All around, vaguely, you can see figures sitting cross-legged on the ground, and on each figure, there are several chains that dance and shake like poisonous snakes.

At a glance, there are at least hundreds of figures.

"Hey, you all fall into my corpse formation, and obediently become my corpse refining!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Heavenly Corpse Sect, you are so courageous, I am the second-level Emperor God Guard of the Emperor God Palace, I advise you to let me go quickly, otherwise, when the master of my Emperor God Palace arrives, it will be your death. "

The bald man shouted.

"Hey, what about Ditian Divine Palace? A few people did escape just now, but even if they notified Ditian Divine Palace, it would take at least three days for Ditian Divine Palace to send strong people here. Three days is enough time. I'm done, and I have refined you into corpses!"

The gloomy voice sounded again.

"If you want to make me into a corpse, don't think about it!"

The bald-headed man roared, and his figure rose to the sky, trying to rush out.

However, in all directions, the chains were flying and appeared overhead.

when! when! …

The bald man continuously bombarded with the chains, but it didn't work at all.

"Hey, in my 10,000 corpse formation, let alone a warrior at the peak of Martial King's 1st level, even if a Martial King's 3rd level fighter comes, he can't rush out. Be my corpse refiner!"

That sneer.

woohoo...

As soon as the voice fell, there seemed to be gusts of wind blowing in the deep pit, and at the same time, bursts of gray mist filled the air.

"No, it's corpse gas!"

The bald man's face changed greatly.

"Don't do useless resistance, under my corpse aura, turn into a corpse refining!"

The voice laughed.

The strong corpse aura immediately enveloped the bald man and Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's brows wrinkled, his true essence revolved, covering his body densely, resisting the corpse qi around him.

but

blah blah...

As soon as the corpse qi came into contact with the true essence, it actually began to rapidly corrode the true essence.

On the other side, the bald man roared wildly, apparently facing the same result.

"I said, it's useless, this is the energy of ten thousand corpses condensed by the great formation of ten thousand corpses, which can corrode the true essence, you can't stop it at all, haha!"

The voice sounded again.

"Damn, damn, Lu Ming, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

The bald-headed man roared again and again, scared to death.

If Lu Ming hadn't dragged him down, how could he have faced such a desperate situation?

Lu Ming was too lazy to ignore him, so he ran his true essence with all his strength, and at the same time manipulated the blood of the Nine Dragons, bursting out the power of devouring.

Whoosh!

Around Lu Ming, those corpse auras were swallowed up by the engulfing power of the Nine Dragons bloodline, and they had no effect on Lu Ming at all.

Of course, Lu Ming used it very secretly, and others didn't notice it.

Immediately, Lu Ming sat cross-legged and began to use all his power to heal his wounds, but to outsiders, he was using his power to resist the corpse qi.

"Damn, damn it!"

The bald-headed man kept roaring, and also sat cross-legged, trying his best to resist.

Kaka…

Lu Ming's body made a slight noise as it moved and recovered.

With Lu Ming's current physical strength, his recovery ability is terrifying. Coupled with the true art of fighting the dragon, Lu Ming's recovery energy has reached a perverted level.

One hour, just one hour, Lu Ming's injury has healed.

Swish!

Lu Ming opened his eyes, stood up, and strode towards the bald man.

Just now, he just wanted to heal his wounds, but he never thought about letting go of the bald man.

Seemingly sensing Lu Ming's movement, the bald man also opened his eyes, got up in a hurry, and called out, "Lu Ming, what are you doing?"