After fighting fiercely for a while, the two sides heard the occasional scream of a low-tier headless white corpse. By now, nearly a hundred of the more than two hundred low-tier headless white corpses had been killed or wounded, and seven true immortal-level corpse demons had also fallen. None of the four dragon powerhouses appeared to have died, but their situation was hardly encouraging.
By now, several wounds had appeared on Zi Luo's dragon form in the air, blood gushing from them. She had already slain four of the eight true immortal-level corpse beings who had been fighting separately within the purple mist. But the mist was growing thinner, and with the enemy's fierce resistance, the mirage trapping formation would not hold much longer. Zi Luo's eyes were resolute. Since there was no escaping, she would take as many enemies down with her as she could before she died!
Clang, clang, clang! Another volley of corpse arrows came whistling in, while three exceedingly sharp Soul-Eating Corpse Spikes shot toward the vital points of Muye Bianrang. His opponent had him tied down, and after knocking aside the corpse arrows fired by the low-tier headless white corpses, his dragon body—already wounded in seven or eight places—could not withstand another attack this fierce.
Several blade-shadows slashed in, striking the three Soul-Eating Corpse Spikes. The many true immortal-level headless white corpses fighting Wenyu Kai and Wenyu Feng seized their chance. By now, they knew that if Zi Luo or Muye Bianrang was in danger, the two Wenyu brothers would certainly step in to help.
The combined technique of Wenyu Kai and Wenyu Feng was truly difficult to deal with. Now that Wenyu Kai had intervened to help Muye Bianrang, easing the latter's crisis, he had naturally left himself slightly exposed. To the headless white