Without Mo Hua's expectations, Zhang Quanquan is no match for Lu Chengyun.

Lu Chengyun's sword technique has deep sword energy and skillful moves.

Zhang Quan was still the same as before. He relied on his own corpse to fight Lu Chengyun head-on, and then was stabbed into a honeycomb by the sword energy, and fell to the ground with blood.

This strategic lack and tactical simplicity make the ink painting amazing.

Mo Hua thought that Zhang Quan dared to fight with Lu Chengyun, and he really had some tricks to do, but he didn't expect that he was all based on his anger and fearlessness of death.

Then he really was going to die...

Mo Hua looked at him and shook his head.

If I were really his ancestor, I would have been so angry that I would have lifted the coffin board.

He secretly controlled the iron corpse and helped him so much, but this one was still not at all successful!

In this way, without Zhang Quan as a chess piece, he would be unable to kill Lu Chengyun...

Ink painting is a little helpless.

In the altar, Zhang Quan was dying.

His face was pale, his mouth was covered with blood, or he knew he would die, so he did not beg for mercy from Lu Chengyun, but instead said intermittently:

"Where is my...picture?"

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows, "You mean, your ancestor's picture?"

Zhang Quan coughed out a mouthful of blood, but he was angry but not strong:

"good……"

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "It's mine now."

Zhang Quanlu looked angry, coughed a few more mouthfuls of blood, and said slowly:

"Okay... I admit defeat, but... Brother Lu, for so many years, I have done so many things for you. Before I die, let me take a look... the ancestors of my Zhang family..."

Lu Chengyun's eyes were slightly condensed, and he couldn't see his emotions, but asked indifferently:

"Look, what can I do?"

Zhang Quan looked ferocious and hissed:

"I, Zhang Quan, have made the blood of the Zhang family unrestrained, and the corpse of the Zhang family are cut off. I want to kowtow to the ancestors and ancestors...! Apologize!"

Lu Chengyun was slightly moved and nodded and said, "Okay!"

He took out a scroll from the storage bag.

The scroll is rolled up, the paper is old, with gray stains and footprints on it, and it is stepped on by ink paintings...

It is indeed the picture of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

Zhang Quan's eyes were excited.

Lu Chengyun slowly expanded the picture.

Zhang Quan stared at the picture in Lu Chengyun's hand.

Lu Chengyun was halfway through, his eyes were slightly cold. When Zhang Quan was not paying attention, he suddenly drew a sword and pierced Zhang Quan's chest with a sword, directly killing Zhang Quan!

Zhang Quan looked at the sword in his chest, then looked up at Lu Chengyun, with an incredible look on his face and gritted his teeth:

"Lu Dog Thief, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Quan lost his breath and slowly fell to the ground.

Even though he fell to the ground, Zhang Quan looked at Lu Chengyun with his eyes open.

Lu Chengyun looked at each other with a dead Zhang Quan, looking calm. After a moment, he confirmed that he was dead, and then said in a gentle tone:

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have any other means. To be safe, I can only let you die first..."

"You don't have to worry about the Zhang family."

"I will worship this picture of the ancestor."

"In the future, I will accept an adopted son and ask his surname to be 'Zhang' and pass on the incense for your Zhang family."

"Your Zhang family's corpse will be carried forward in my hands..."

...

After Lu Chengyun finished speaking, he wiped off Zhang Quan's blood from the sword with Zhang Quan's body, then returned the sword to the sheath and walked to the altar.

In front of the altar, the corpse king who was nine feet tall and majestic and majestic stood like abyss.

With the movement of Lu Chengyun's spiritual sense, he could feel that the corpse king was completely controlled by him, and more than 20 iron corpses around him were all controlled by him.

Lu Chengyun's heart was no longer calm, and he finally couldn't help laughing wildly:

"From now on, the corpse king who ruled the corpse will only obey my order!"

"The monks from Nanyue City will mine for our Lu family from their lives to their death!"

"The entire Nanyue City will be dominated by me!"

"This sky in the Little Wilderness Realm should change!"

Lu Chengyun smiled and suddenly stopped, and he thought of the ink painting.

Now that Zhang Quan is dead, only the insiders of the Ten Thousand Corpse Altar are left with ink paintings.

Mo Hua constructed the array eye of the Ten Thousand Corps Restoration Formation, and also saw the formation he drew on the bronze coffin.

Among the entire corpse mine, the person who knows the most secrets of the formation is the only one who is Mo Hua...

Lu Chengyun's eyes were bright and dark, and he released his spiritual consciousness, and his face changed slightly:

"Why is this little gentleman missing?"

Mo Hua was startled and quickly held his breath and calmed down.

Lu Chengyun's spiritual sense scanned the corpse mine, suddenly realized something, and began to scan the altar again. After a long time, he still found nothing...

He frowned and said in confusion:

“Where did you go?”

At this time, he hid behind Lu Chengyun and peeped at his ink paintings that he had been all night, and he was even more proud of himself.

Lu Chengyun thought for a long time, but had no clue and was a little annoyed. He used his spiritual sense to carefully scan the altar.

But the altar was too big and he had another fierce battle, so before he searched for it, he was a little spiritually distracted.

Lu Chengyun stopped searching.

If you search again, if your spiritual sense is exhausted and you cannot control the corpse king, causing the corpse king to lose control, it will be dangerous...

Lu Chengyun put away the visualization picture and ordered the corpse king to return to the bronze coffin, and then ordered the iron corpse to return to the iron coffin. Then he dragged Zhang Quan's body and threw it into the empty coffin.

Although Zhang Quan died, his body could still be used to refine the corpse and serve himself.

Lu Chengyun's eyes were slightly cold, and then he looked around, and for some reason, he brushed his sleeves and left the altar.

The ink painting breathed a little relieved.

Until Lu Chengyun walked away, there was no sign of coming back.

Then Mo Hua secretly left the altar, quietly returned to his room, and got into the bed to pretend to be asleep.

If Lu Chengyun came to check the rounds, he would say that he had been staying in the room and had not gone out, pretending not to know anything.

Lu Chengyun knew that he could hide his skills.

To see through the hidden art, spiritual consciousness is required.

Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan had a fierce battle, and his spiritual sense was consumed a lot. He probably thought that his spiritual sense was exhausted, so he did not discover himself...

Mo Hua thought about it and suddenly shook his head again.

no.

Although this excuse may be fooled, there are still considerable risks.

And now it is different...

Now that Lu Chengyun has killed Zhang Quan, he will not be able to act as a shield, Lu Chengyun's mind will be put on himself.

Ink painting changed rapidly.

Going to run!

It cannot escape from the front, and the natural giant stones are the door, and there are two second-grade iron corpses guarding the door.

These two iron corpses are under control and are weak, so they dare not move closer to change the sequence array patterns on their spiritual pivot formation.

It is probably too late to wait until the monks outside attack the corpse mine and escape in the chaos.

The Corpse King was refined in advance, Lu Chengyun attacked in advance, and the crisis came early, so there was no time to wait.

Then you can only explode!
To be continued...