Also under the snow pile in the middle of the valley, a black spiral-like phantom was constantly rushing to the snow layer. It was the Thousand-year-old Corpse King trapped below, and it was also desperately trying to escape from it.

"The corpse king is about to break the snow." I stared in the middle and saw the black shadow, and quickly shouted to the firebird.

"Brothers, that guy has only one last breath. Today is either it dies or we die!" As the last charge mobilization, the firebird's roar seemed so tragic and shrill in the whistling north wind.

If you fail, you will be successful. You go and work hard. I will start stealth and follow. If you ban it, I will pay dividends. If you are banned by it, we will immediately flash.

With a crisp "plash", the Thousand-year-old Corpse King came out and was intimately contacted by countless thunder, wind blades, and light arrows. Then there were layers of thick frost traps triggered by it. Before its whole body came out, it was frozen in place. The first thing the knights who came out just now was to risk their lives and set up traps on the snow, and finally played a role, and the battle continued...

The unexpected accident had an extra effect. The Thousand-year Corpse King finally broke out of the ice. He used only one trick of Youming ghost claws. After harvesting dozens of knights' names, he suddenly let out a wail. "Papapapapa" burst sound. The countless armor covering his body splashed out like shells. Some mages who were too close were killed by the broken armor in seconds. Following the black and red rotten flesh on his body flowed down like mud. The originally ferocious face suddenly twisted into an old face with a strong appearance and wrinkled face. He trembled and raised his right claw, pointed to the direction of the Beast Spirit Mountain, muttered a few words, and then fell down with a plop. The Corpse King was dead!

Cheers! Deafening cheers burst out from the crowd, and the remaining players showed a look of relief on their faces. It was really luck that they could save their lives from this guy. To some extent, the Avalanche helped Firebird and the others.

"Stop calling, you guys call me a donkey! Do you want to be buried once?" Seeing that his subordinates were complacent, Firebird quickly scolded him.

"Look at what that guy broke out." I appeared next to the firebird, and said with a key point, muttering in my heart: I didn't expect that the true appearance of the corpse king was actually quite like a person. (Nonsense, the corpse king was originally transformed by humans)

"Well, go, go up and take a look." The firebird agreed and walked forward, reaching out to touch the Thousand-year-old Corpse King.

I saw that the firebird's originally tight face suddenly relaxed, and a wave of joy was revealed on his face. There was a door, and it seemed that the guy had burst out his equipment. I quickly came forward and glanced at him and said, "Brother, what's the matter with this old monster?"

"It's this!" The firebird pulled out a pair of thick, long and sharp three-toothed blades from under the corpse. The ancient shape was flashing with a dark luster. A layer of fine dark red cloud brocade ripples were vaguely visible on the claws. Under the reflection of the sunlight, several white lights flowed like silk threads on one side of the claw blade. On the side of the claw blade, a ferocious little portrait of the corpse king appeared. It turned out to be a golden claw cover - the three-blade corpse spirit crack. It was a good thing, but the level requirements were not low. It could only be used for level 45. It could only be strong and comfortable to touch, but it could not perform any effect.

"Is there anything else?" I sighed immediately and asked after seeing that it was just a claw condom.

"It's gone!" The firebird continued to touch it, then spread his hands and shook his head at me and said.

Damn, the Three-Blade Corpse Spirit Schizophrenic is a good thing, but the level is too high. Not to mention now, even in a few months, someone may not be able to use this thing. It is probably not a few dollars for selling it. Only after it can it be sold at a high price. When I heard him say this, I suddenly felt cold. I threw a collection technique at the old head and said, "How come this guy can't make a low-level equipment? Even if I change to another scroll, it's better than this thing."

"Player of Hidden Me, you have obtained the inner elixir of the Corpse King." A small ball of egg size, soft and black, rolled into my palm with a cold and biting coldness. I suddenly felt a grip in my heart, baby, I have collected a treasure. This thing is one level higher than the inner elixir of the Spider Spirit, regardless of size, color and weight. It is definitely a top-quality inner elixir for refining the rebirth pill.

Seeing that I had collected something, the Firebird also threw a few collection techniques at the corpse. Damn, how much level of collection skills are you, you don’t have that ability. Don’t collect randomly. I saw that the Firebird didn’t catch any of them, but instead let the corpse disappear out of thin air. I cursed in my heart, but my face looked disappointed, and I reached out to raise the corpse king’s inner alchemy and said, “Brother, I made two things, but unfortunately these two are disproportionate.”

"What's the use of this corpse king's inner elixir?" Firebird obviously didn't know the beauty of the corpse king's inner elixir. He looked at the inner elixir and asked at me.

"It seems to be a refiner, the kind that can add a lot of blood." I have no mistake in defining the effect of the Corpse King's inner alchemy. If you can reincarnate, of course, it will restore a lot of blood. Hehe, if you have any mistakes, I am not responsible.

"Oh, it turns out to be a blood-replenishing medicine." After hearing what I said, Firebird was disappointed, and then said, "Brother Yin, look at this, let me put the equipment and the inner elixir of the Corpse King. After selling it, we will get half the medicine. How about getting half the medicine you refined?"

"I can refine medicines, I think this is better. Give me the inner alchemy. Just give me some more money. After all, you have made great efforts and the losses this time are quite heavy." I said with a considerate look.

"Brother Yin, how can that work? It's not that you're going to suffer a loss." Firebird said quickly when I heard me say such touching words.

"Hey, brother, I think of me, that's fine. Maybe we have something to do in the future." I put away the inner elixir of the Corpse King, stepped forward and patted the Firebird on the shoulder and said.

"Then, how about giving you 20,000 yuan first? I have no idea how much this can be sold." Firebird said.

"Don't stop, it's 20,000 yuan. Brother, remember to call me and just call me." I said generously, hehe, what is this golden equipment? If the rebirth pill is refined, we will release it.

After collecting the money, I took out the return stone and bid farewell to the firebird. I retired with success, and I am happy in my heart and laughing behind my back.
Chapter completed!