Chapter 103: Devils' Wild Dance

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  Before he could put down his hanging heart, a dark golden magic corpse emerged from the group of corpses, jumping high and roaring loudly.

  Dark corpse!

  Its combat strength is comparable to that of a mid-tier Xiantian corpse, with an aura of malevolent energy surrounding it. Its stiff face is twisted in a terrifying grimace. Its ferocious eyes are filled with endless killing intent and resentment.

  Even from a distance, Chen Mo could feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from it, an aura that seemed capable of tearing him to shreds with ease.

  Jin Shi already has some initial wisdom, Xuan Shi is likely even more so.

  Under its command, the surrounding zombies were like hunting wolves that had smelled blood, baring their teeth and howling as they pounced over.

  Coming with irresistible force and already having no way out.

  Chen Mo's gaze was suffocating. If he were alone against this mysterious corpse, there would be no chance of escape.

  The lotus rain had not yet dissipated from her fingertips when Mulian rose into the air several feet, and the Wanling Whip burst out of her jade palm. The light and agile tendril-like whip swept outward in all directions with Chen Mo as its center. As the Wanling Whip grew rapidly, it spun at high speed, forming a huge, magnificent whirlpool that seemed to want to shatter this dark and gloomy sky.

  "Bang! Bang!" The crisp and clear sound of gunfire was like a thunderclap on the ground, drifting through the cold and dead city.

  Above the sky, a green vine, like a green dragon, brought with it several meters of air in a fierce flow, and struck the surrounding devil corpses with boundless power. Among them, roses bloomed in full glory, petals dancing in the air like sharp blades, beautiful and resplendent, dreamy and elegant in this space shrouded in demonic energy.

  A group of zombies of different levels were whipped by the Wanling Whip, flying backwards, some struggled to get up, while others had already twitched and died.

  Even if the undead were still alive, their bodies would be covered in wounds cut by sharp petals, beyond recognition.

  Master is indeed master, Chen Mo's mouth agape, staring at Mu Lingwei in a daze. Strong, really too strong, if I had this kind of skill it would be great. One whip and that good-for-nothing Qi Muqing would be dead.

  After a dozen breaths, the first wave of demonic corpses under Mu Lingwei's Myriad Spirit Whip, with frantic and mournful cries, fell into the surging lava pit like a landslide, twisted a few times, and then stopped struggling.

  One wave has not yet subsided when another rises, under the impetus of the demonic energy, hundreds of demon corpses sprout like bamboo shoots from the surface of the magma.

  What was even more unexpected was that under Chen Mo's feet, a demon corpse suddenly crawled up. Before it could open its mouth to roar, Chen Mo struck it with a heavy fist, and its head flew off like a kicked ball, drawing an arc in the air. The headless demon corpse flailed its arms wildly in mid-air before falling back to the ground.

  A swarm of lunatics with hearts full of madness surged like waves, each one more ferocious than the last. The rose whip was powerful enough, but it gradually became a case of trying to do too much at once. In an instant, a large group of demonic corpses emerged from the bottom, where the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip couldn't reach, carrying with them vengeful spirits and anger, one after another bursting forth from below.

  The wailing and howling of ghosts and goblins never cease to enter one's ears.

  In this scene, Chen Mo felt a chill run down his back. He suddenly turned around and saw a silver corpse that had somehow managed to sneak into the defensive array, charging towards him like a mad beast.

  Hastily urging the Bright Mystical Qi, while his horse's hooves were firmly planted, a ancient bronze-colored light suddenly burst forth from Chen Mo's body, forming an indestructible bronze bell-shaped energy shield.

  Golden Bell Shield

  "Boom!"

  The silver corpse crashed onto the golden bell cover, and immediately a muffled sound burst out, bouncing off several feet away. Chen Mo remained still and unmoving. Immediately afterwards, his right fist retracted, his eyes widened, and he let out a loud roar, like an enraged Vajra, as his heavy and hard punch was unleashed.

  Thunder Cannon

  His voice is like thunder, his fists are like heavy artillery.

  With a dull thud, the silver corpse, comparable to a high-ranking Ling Master, was knocked flying by this punch, its chest caved in as it crashed into the molten lava and turned into a charred black mass.

  The extremely strong and masculine properties of Guangming Xuanqi, combined with the connotation of Taohuang's thunderous path, indeed have a great restraining effect on these demon corpses, with very high lethality.

  Chen Mo let out a sigh, one after another, when can they finally finish?

  In the blink of an eye, all the undead around us grew more numerous.

  Chen Mo's left fist burst forth, his right fist struck out, launching a head-on attack. He charged forward fearlessly, using the Wanling Whip to blast apart every last one of the demonic corpses beneath him. Before he knew it, sweat was pouring down his face like rain.

  Looking around, the corpses of the demon corpses surrounded by Wanling Whip had already accumulated like a mountain, but the momentum of the demon corpse's attack did not diminish.

  Too much, really too much.

  Although most of them are iron corpses and copper corpses, occasionally there will be a silver corpse, making oneself busy.

  "Rumble, rumble..." A loud noise, the ground beneath began to crack further, a huge fissure like a giant demon's open bloody mouth swallowed all the nearby undead.

  The demonic pillar began to stir, the Heavenly Pillar seemed to be about to burst forth with a massive dark energy, giving birth to countless demons and forming a force that could destroy heaven and earth.

  The sky was a dull gray, but the crimson color that seeped from the cracks made it glow with an eerie red light, which made Chen Mo's hair stand on end.

  Before he could even catch his breath, a demonic corpse slipped through the defense circle of Wanling Whip like a fish that had escaped the net and charged straight at him. Chen Mo's eyebrows furrowed, his tightly clenched fists crackling with suppressed energy.

  The corpse's body was emitting a golden glow, Chen Mo knew that this was a Golden Corpse.

  The strength of the golden corpse is not something that the silver corpse can compare to, having suffered through all the hardships.

  Although he knew that Jin Shi's strength was terrifying, Chen Mo had no way to retreat at this time. If he couldn't defend himself, it would harm his master who was fighting desperately.

  Great light and mysterious energy filled his body, his expression was firm as iron, unmoving like a mountain, staring dead at the golden corpse.

  As it drew near, a figure flashed by in the midst of the swirling demonic energy.

  "Flash of lightning!"

  Seizing the opportunity, he charged forward. Like riding a dragon, he leapt up and let out a mighty roar, then kicked with all his might. With a loud "thud", he struck the golden corpse's chest, his kick as hard as steel, its power unmatched.

  The golden corpse, which had been hit hard, retreated only three or four steps. Moreover, it was even more ferocious than before, its face ravaged and disfigured, swinging its stone-hard arms wildly, striking Chen Mo with a fierce blow.

  Chen Mo dodged to the side, only feeling a gust of wind whizzing past his ear, a terrifying explosion, if he was hit by this punch, he would definitely be splattered with blood on the spot.

  Before he could even lift his body, Jin Shi seized the opportunity to punch downwards with a fierce force that was enough to shatter rocks and snap iron. Chen Mo's eyebrows furrowed in urgency as he rolled on the ground, then hastily got up, puffing out his chest.

  Magma stuck to his skin, and his body instantly felt a burning pain. Chen Mo gritted his teeth and furrowed his brow, directly ignoring the pain.

  Earlier, watching Shizun defeat the Golden Corpse was so effortless, can't help but admit that no matter where you are, strength is always the most important thing.

  If you can't beat them, first avoid their sharp edges.

  With feet treading on the ground, his body was as light as a willow catkin, drifting away towards where the demonic corpses were scarce. After repeated trials and life-and-death struggles, Liu Xue's bodily skills had already been honed to perfection by himself.

  Unfurling, floating and nimble, as if natural, borrowing the gentle breeze, wandering in the gaps of airflow.

  Taking advantage of the terrain and his cunning movements, he finally shook off the Golden Corpse, and a group of Devil Corpses were now closing in on him.

  Mulingwei hesitated, entangled by the mysterious corpse, surrounded by countless demonic corpses with the Wanling whip, taking advantage of the opportunity to rush towards Chen Mo like a huge wave from all directions.

  Stimulating the whole body's Xuan Qi, Chen Mo's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and the bright Xuan Qi condensed in his palm. The majestic and powerful Great Bright Divine Seal, in the dead city filled with demonic energy, reflected a thread of scorching light.

  With a loud "bang", Chen Mo's Golden Road-opening punch burst out, directly blasting the copper corpse in front of him to pieces. Its four limbs scattered around like parts on the surrounding demon corpses.

  A golden corpse can't be beaten, but a copper corpse is still easy to handle.

  The dark corpse blood emitted a foul odor, spreading through the air, and the surrounding demon corpses became even more excited, pouncing on Chen Mo with their ferocious claws.

  Because of worrying about Chen Mo, Mu Lingwei disregarded the danger and quickly got rid of Xuan Shi, rushing to meet him, seeing that Chen Mo was in a fierce battle with a large group of demon corpses.

  Many ghosts and monsters howled, like mad beasts and demons. He showed no fear at all, charging left and right, opening his bow front and back, like a brave and determined warrior. His heart was unstoppable, his will unbreakable, fighting alone against many, earning people's admiration.

  Chen Mo's every move was a powerful strike, extremely vigorous and masculine, with great force, but at the same time, his Xuan Qi consumption was also extremely intense.

  "Silent."

  Mulingwei shouted loudly, then a long whip swung down from her wrist like a crazy tendril, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo was tied up at the waist.

  "Go."

  Her slender arm, like a delicate jade carving, swung out in unison with Chen Mo's display of the Willow Leaf Body Technique. Their movements were perfectly coordinated, as if they shared a telepathic connection. As the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip danced through the air, he seemed to streak across the sky like a shooting star. The Great Radiance Divine Seal filled his body, emitting a faint white glow that cut through the dark energy swirling within the Dead City, tracing out an elegant arc of light.

  This thrilling feeling made Xiao Ba extremely excited, stretching out his long neck, innocently blinking his eyes, with a mocking expression on his turtle face.

  A living person vanished before their eyes, and the numerous demonic corpses immediately fell into a frenzy, constantly striking the sky with their incomplete claws, fangs grew horizontally, evil spirits were fierce.

  Out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's lair.

  Falling from the Ten Thousand Spirit Whip, Chen Mo had not even had time to catch his breath when he saw that fierce and terrifying Xuan Corpse charging straight for him. With each leap, it covered a distance of seven or eight zhang, causing the ground to crack open and sending shattered rocks flying everywhere.

  When facing a Golden Corpse, Chen Mo could still force himself to cope. When facing an Mysterious Corpse, Chen Mo only had the strength to turn around and run away.

  Xuan Shi was actually a pre-heavenly middle-tier expert, and could completely crush him.

  Under extreme nervous tension, the heart is also pounding wildly, feeling like being in hell, with demons and monsters everywhere.

  Mu Lingwei turned around and saw Chen Mo with no way to retreat, her feet treading on the mysterious energy as she flew over, her fingers pointing out, taking advantage of the momentum to strike, the move not being as strong and powerful as Chen Mo's, but full of hidden strength, its power not to be underestimated.

  "Clang!"

  With a sound like shattering stone, the dark corpse was seen being dragged back like a scarecrow, its two arms waving wildly in mid-air as it retreated straight back, spitting out a mouthful of turbid air before collapsing to the ground.

  Awesome!

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