The powerful Dried Corpses lunged at Chen Wang one after another, and Chen Wang frowned deeply.
In the end, he still chose not to retreat. Since he had already come this far, he would not simply turn and flee.
With a flick of his hand, his blade fell. A fierce flash of sword light swept out, and a dried corpse charging at him was immediately cut cleanly in two at the waist.
Chen Wang's blade light was incomparably sharp. In the blink of an eye, two Dried Corpses had fallen beneath his blade.
At this moment, Chen Wang stirred his blood and qi, pouring all his strength and cultivation into the long blade in his hand.
Blade light flashed. In an instant, seven or eight Dried Corpses had already fallen before him. Such formidable combat strength was shocking.
Yet Chen Wang was now forcefully driving his cultivation, and his insides churned as though rivers and seas had been overturned.
Every collision with the Dried Corpses, every counterattack, left the strength within Chen Wang's body weakened.
That sinister deathly qi invaded his body. Fortunately, Chen Wang circulated the Immaculate Golden Body. Otherwise, merely killing a few Dried Corpses and allowing that power to invade him would have greatly diminished his combat strength.
At this moment, Chen Wang's aura was magnificent and overwhelming.
A dried corpse pounced at him with astonishing speed.
These Dried Corpses seemed to have lost the Daoist arts they possessed in life, yet they were incredibly swift and fierce, their speed far surpassing that of ordinary Tribulation Crossing Cultivators.
Fortunately, they had encountered Chen Wang. Chen Wang was even faster.
Wind Fire Wheels appeared beneath his feet. Though the Wind Fire Wheels did little damage to these Dried Corpses, they enhanced Chen Wang's movement technique, making him move