ambush?

On the way to drive here, Yi Beichen knew that the Qingtang mansion was a dragon and tiger den.

But he came here without hesitation. This was not reckless, but had enough confidence in himself.

He firmly believed that the third son of the Meng family in Xiangxi was really not worthy of playing games with him! The kind of garbage that was above the top and pretentious, might be a person when he had eye skills. Once he lost his support, he was just a mad dog that could only bite randomly.

"Let your ambush come out."

Yi Beichen's tone was very plain, and his face was covered with ancient wells, as if he didn't care at all.

"Okay, as you wish, I hope you won't be scared to pee your pants later."

Meng Tingchao took out a small bronze bell from his pocket, with some obscure runes engraved on it, and the bell was filled with a lavender aura. Although it looked inconspicuous, Yi Beichen clearly read the extremely terrifying power from it.

"What, I'm afraid of this?

Yi Beichen, you trash, you will never know how deep the foundation of our Meng family in Xiangxi is. This is just one of the inequality treasures, which has already turned you into this virtue. If you really bring the treasure of the family, then you will not scare your bile on the spot?"

Meng Tingchao roared almost madly, then just shook the bell in his hand gently, which instantly caused a violent vibration of the air. The lilac aura began to spread like a plague, and everything seemed extremely strange.

Yi Beichen did not have any impotence, and immediately took two steps back with a serious expression.

Although he didn't know what the bell did, he was very sure of one thing, that is, this thing was extremely dangerous. If he was not treated with caution, he might not be able to get out of this house today.

In order to deal with Yi Beichen, Meng Tingchao was really willing to spend a lot of money, and even took out the treasures of the family... No wonder he was so confident that he deliberately left clues to lead Yi Beichen here, with the purpose of avenging revenge here, taking back his eyes, and burying Yi Beichen completely.

However, at this moment, the purple aura filled the hill made of corpses, which immediately caused an extremely terrifying reaction.

I saw the place where the corpse was spreading suddenly, sounds like hungry ghosts crying. Then the corpses stood up in a twisted manner... The corpse turned into a twist?

Yi Beichen suddenly understood that Meng Tingchao was a person in western Hunan. It is rumored that western Hunan is the birthplace of corpses. They can be regarded as the authority of China in controlling corpses. Even the legendary southern and northern horses are much inferior.

The bell in Meng Tingchao's hand should be a magic weapon that can control the corpse to fight... For a moment, pairs of empty eyes stared at Yi Beichen tightly, like a pack of wolves waiting for the time being. The low roar like an evil ghost made people's scalp tingling.

"Yi Beichen, can't imagine it?

I stole the family's corpse control bell. Although this violates the family's taboo, I will admit that I can kill you today."

"And these dead bodies are specially prepared for you. Enjoy it. This will be your last battle."

Meng Tingchao roared madly, with blue veins swelling on his forehead, and even his facial features were twisted.

At first glance, he was even more terrifying than these dead bodies.

As Meng Tingchao's bell shaking became more and more rapid, the dead bodies suddenly launched an extremely rapid offensive against Yi Beichen.

I saw hundreds of bloody corpses running towards me, and the feeling of déjà vu was like an invasion of the Hell Legion.

This is Yi Beichen. Otherwise, if someone else would have another person, his heart would be scared and shedding.

"Hmph, a trick!"

Yi Beichen said disdainfully.

These corpses were just ordinary people during their lifetime. Meng Tingchao was probably a little too pale when he was counting on them to kill Yi Beichen.

Yi Beichen directly released his original power, and only heard an extremely high-pitched dragon roar shattering the sky.

Then a arrogant and unruly golden dragon rose into the sky.

The explosive body meandered and dived, and the extremely sharp fangs and teeth instantly tore the extremely corpse into pieces.

Everything seemed easy. Even with hundreds of corpses on the opposite side, the golden dragon still had absolute pressure to crush.

"Damn it!"

Meng Tingchao saw the eyes on the golden dragon's head, and his expression became even more ferocious.

That was his eyes, but Yi Beichen took it away and placed it on his original power. This was a very shame for Meng Tingchao.

He dreamed that he would pull those eyes off the head of the golden dragon.

"Yi Beichen, I can't spare you!"

Meng Tingchao roared with gritted teeth, and the bell in his hand was shaking wildly. The rapid sound made people feel pain in their eardrums.

At this moment, the crazy Meng Tingchao had already injected all the aura in his body... He wanted to exert this corpse control bell to the extreme, and then completely tear Yi Beichen apart, and his original power, returning all the shame he suffered to Yi Beichen, so that he would never turn over forever! Suddenly, the corpse that was still weak just now seemed to have suddenly blessed a bloodthirsty violent fury, with purple light on his body, and both the degree of violence and defense increased by several levels.

Gradually, the golden dragon had already appeared and retreated continuously under the flying scales... Yi Beichen's expression gradually became solemn.

It is worthy of being the ancient family in western Hunan. The magic weapons passed down are indeed extraordinary. The corpses of these ordinary people can exert such terrifying power under their control. If they were replaced by the corpses of people with superb strength, they would probably lose their original power faster... "Yi Beichen, your original power is defeated step by step. You have nothing to compete with me, right?"

Meng Tingchao laughed madly, like a fierce ghost: "This is all the ideas given to me by the two R-country warriors from Dongrong.

This time it was really thanks to him, otherwise how could he lead you here and let me slaughter you?"

What?

Hearing this sentence, Yi Beichen's eyes suddenly shook, as sharp as a knife.

"Mazies, are you making peace with Dongrong's trash?"

Yi Beichen's anger was like a volcano erupting, and it could not be cured in an instant.

Dongrong's people have wolf ambitions.

Meng Tingchao actually listened to their opinions and killed more than 100 compatriots in one morning. This was simply helping the thief to abuse! His sins are even more unforgivable, and now even his soul has completely degenerated.
Chapter completed!