Chapter 112 Waste Is Shameful

At this moment, the blood energy on the pseudo-second-level bronze corpse was extremely strong, and even the rotten flesh on its body was stained with a layer of blood red, which made it look more resilient.

Obviously, in a short period of time, it killed many monks and sucked their blood.

The bronze corpse is not like Song Wen, whose flesh can directly convert the sucked blood into blood essence.

The blood sucked by the bronze corpse has not yet been completely refined. At this moment, there is still a lot of blood stored in its body, making its blood and qi surge all over its body, and it is extremely mottled, which is somewhat similar to the demon monks who have gone astray in their practice.

The bronze corpse chased Chai Bin, obviously also to suck his blood essence.

After noticing the team of the Corpse Demon Sect and the Red Blood Sect disciples, he shifted his attention to these eight people, leaving Chai Bin behind and killing the eight people.

The soil under the bronze corpse's feet suddenly exploded, and its figure suddenly rushed out, with sharp nails, emitting a faint cold light in the dark night sky.

As fast as sparks, the claws grabbed the calf of a female cultivator who was running the slowest.

Instantly.

Blood gushed out.

The female cultivator's calf was broken as if it had been cut by a sharp sword.

"Ah... Senior Brother Wang, save me..."

In the pain and panic of the female cultivator, her body was also thrown to the ground by the huge force transmitted from the claws.

Before her body landed on the ground, the copper corpse's claws suddenly clamped her neck.

The copper corpse's blood-red eyes flashed with excitement.

The bloody mouth opened, exhaling the smell of rotten meat mixed with blood, and two yellow fangs bit the white long neck of the female cultivator.

In the begging, pain and unwillingness, the blood in the female cultivator's body quickly drained, and gradually lost her breath, and her body became a little shriveled.

The copper corpse grabbed the female cultivator's head and pulled it hard.

The female cultivator's body was instantly divided into two halves, and the body parts were thrown to the ground by the copper corpse.

The bronze corpse twisted the female cultivator's head, which was connected to her entire spine, with flesh and blood on the spine.

The bronze corpse opened the skull and poured the yellow and white thing inside into its mouth.

After eating two bites, the bronze corpse threw the female cultivator's head away.

Song Wen saw the horrible miserable state of the female cultivator through the black armor Gu.

Shaked his head.

This bronze corpse is too unprofessional!

At least half of the blood and essence in this corpse was wasted by it.

And the soul of the female cultivator was not devoured, which is really a waste of natural resources.

Shameful waste.

A black armor Gu fell silently on the broken body of the female cultivator, dragged away the storage bag on her waist, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, another black armor Gu threw Wu Sui's storage bag in a relatively conspicuous position.

......

The bronze corpse did not continue to chase the remaining seven cultivators, but went to the dense forest in front of the left.

In its perception, there were three cultivators there, and at this moment, these three were the closest to it.

The three were the Xuanyin Sect members who were hiding in the darkness and preparing to attack the disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect and the Red Blood Sect.

Among these three people, two were practicing Qi at the eighth level, and one was practicing Qi at the ninth level.

The person practicing Qi at the ninth level was a young male cultivator in his twenties, with a pale face. Although he was very young, he gave people a gloomy feeling.

Surprisingly, the white-faced man did not escape immediately, but stood in front of his two fellow disciples.

A three-foot-long ghost-head knife was suspended in front of him.

"Destruction Slash!"

The white-faced man snorted lightly, and the ghost energy on the ghost-head knife surged like a surging torrent.

With the speed of thunder, he quickly slashed at the bronze corpse.

"Dang!"

The ghost-head knife slashed on the bare chest of the bronze corpse, as if it was slashing on fine iron, making a sharp and crisp sound.

The bronze corpse was unharmed, but its body slightly retreated half a step.

It seemed to be completely enraged by the knife, with corpse qi reverberating all over its body, and the sparse white hair on its head moved without wind.

"Howl!"

The bronze corpse opened its mouth and roared, its face was ferocious, its image was terrifying, and it attacked again with green face and fangs.

Seeing that his full-strength attack had not achieved any success, the white-faced man was shocked. After a brief moment of unconsciousness, a ghost qi surged out of his body and entangled a fellow disciple who was about to retreat behind him.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing!"

The ghost qi was like a thick rope, tightly entangling the Xuanyin sect disciple. As he screamed, he suddenly swung back and threw it at the bronze corpse.

The white-faced man himself took the opportunity to escape to the exit.

Faced with food delivered to the door, there was no reason for the bronze corpse to refuse.

The bronze corpse grabbed the head of the Xuanyin sect disciple and bit his skull to pieces as he screamed in horror.

While it was sucking blood, it was not idle. It tore off the man's hands and threw them at the fleeing white-faced man as weapons.

The white-faced man heard the sound of breaking air from behind him, and he didn't even turn his head back, and continued to run wildly.

A large amount of Yin Qi surged out of his body, and the Yin Qi condensed into a dark shield behind him.

"Bang, bang!"

The two arms hit the Yin Qi shield and instantly exploded into two balls of blood mist.

The white-faced man also staggered due to the huge impact force behind him, and almost fell down. His mouth was even more fishy and sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The injured white-faced man did not dare to stop at all and continued to head towards the exit.

Chen Xiuming and others standing below the exit of the secret realm also understood the horror of the bronze corpse at this moment.

The seven people looked at each other and flew towards the exit above their heads in tacit understanding. A white light flashed at the exit of the secret realm, and the seven people disappeared in the secret realm. No one proposed to help the white-faced man.

And the other Xuanyin disciples hiding in the dark were all gone, and they never showed up.

The white-faced man finally failed to escape the pursuit of the bronze corpse. Less than a hundred meters away from the exit of the secret realm, he was dismembered by the bronze corpse and sucked blood and marrow.

The bronze corpse raised its horrified face covered with blood and yellow and white things, looking at the dark exit of the secret realm above, and the two pupil-less eyes flashed with strange red light.

After a while, the bronze corpse seemed to understand that this black hole was the exit of the secret realm. It stood motionless below the exit, waiting for its prey.

Song Wen put the three storage bags brought back by Wujia Gu into his arms.

Looking at the bronze corpse on the top of the mountain, who was invincible, he shook his head.

A corpse is a corpse. No matter how powerful it is, it will not be able to achieve anything before it evolves enough wisdom.

It seems that the bronze corpse is the strongest existence in the secret realm, and all the monks can hardly cause effective damage to it, but that is when fighting alone.

Once the many monks in the secret realm are forced into a desperate situation, they are forced to unite.

Even if this pseudo-second-level bronze corpse is stronger, it can't resist the combined efforts of everyone, and can only end up with regret.

The exit area of ​​the secret realm was very quiet throughout the night, as quiet as the killing at the beginning of the night, which did not exist.

The bronze corpse is like a night watchman, standing alone on the top of the mountain, motionless forever!

Until dawn, there were less than three hours left before the exit of the secret realm was closed.

The monks who were scattered in various parts of the secret realm and looking for opportunities began to gather, and the monks hiding in the dark began to emerge.