Asking About Longevity: Chapter 513 Kneel down
Chapter 513 Kneel down
The Corpse King "rebellion" secretly assassinated everyone, and everyone was shocked.
The person who was more shocked than Yang Jishan and others was Lu Chengyun himself.
His chest has been penetrated by the sharp claws of the zombies, and the blood is flowing like a gush. The corpse poison melts into the blood, flows into the meridians, and attacks the internal organs and heart meridians.
His palms and limbs gradually became inoperable.
His consciousness is also a little blurry, and a bloodthirsty desire gradually clouds his reason.
The copper corpse poison comes violently and takes effect very quickly.
Lu Chengyun endured the severe pain and used a backhand palm to repel the Corpse King.
The corpse king's sharp claws were pulled out from Lu Chengyun's back, and several streams of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground, gradually turning green.
With trembling hands, Lu Chengyun immediately took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his storage bag, including those to stop bleeding, those to cure corpse poison, those to restore spiritual energy... no matter what kind of elixirs he had, he stuffed them into his mouth.
Those who refine corpses are often exposed to corpse poisons when they are in the company of corpses. They also need to be wary of corpse transformation, so they always keep a lot of elixirs with them.
Lu Chengyun is no exception.
After taking the elixir, he temporarily suppressed the corpse poison, and his pale face became better.
But the Corpse King stayed three feet away, silent, still looking "loyal".
It seems that it was not the one who plotted just now.
Lu Chengyun tried to control the Corpse King, but found that the Corpse King was still under his control without any abnormality.
But he almost died in the hands of the Corpse King just now. At this time, if he thinks that the Corpse King is fine, then he is out of his mind.
Lu Chengyun was shocked and angry. He looked around and roared:
“Who controls my corpse king?!”
Yang Jishan and others' expressions all changed.
Is there anyone else who can control the Corpse King? !
This man could actually control the Corpse King and plot against Lu Chengyun?
Who is this person?
Could it be that he is the mastermind behind the plan to nourish the evil?
Everyone clenched their swords and spears, activated their spiritual weapons, and picked up magic spells. Their expressions were alert, but cold sweat could not help but break out on their backs.
It can be empty all around.
No one answered.
There were only the suppressed breathing sounds of the monks and the low roars of the zombies.
Lu Chengyun was even more angry, but the chill in his heart was even deeper.
“The Corpse King is mine!”
“It’s only me, and I alone can control it!”
“In this world, the only person who can control me is me!”
But why?
Why did the Corpse King act without authorization and kill himself?
Lu Chengyun’s eyes were frightened and he frowned.
Who else can control the Corpse King besides yourself?
The only person who had done anything to the Corpse King was Zhang Quan.
But Zhang Quan had already been killed by himself, and his body had been turned into a zombie. In the previous battle, he fought for himself and was killed by Taoist soldiers, leaving no bones.
Who else could it be besides Zhang Quan?
What method was used to control the Corpse King?
Lu Chengyun was thinking hard, but he couldn't think of it. Who could hide it from him and Zhang Quan under his nose, overpower his own spiritual axis evil formation, and Zhang Quan's method of controlling corpses, and quietly control the corpse king?
Lingshu Evil Formation…
Lu Chengyun was shocked and quickly looked at the corpse king's chest.
However, he saw that on the corpse king's chest, besides the blood-colored evil formation, there were also faint blue lines.
These lines were very familiar to Lu Chengyun. They were similar to the evil lines, but the atmosphere was completely different.
Innocent, mysterious, profound…
Lu Chengyun took a breath of cold air.
“Lingshu Formation?!”
Spiritual power is the pivot, and the qi is clear and the source is upright.
This is indeed a truly spiritual pivot formation that was created by understanding the mysteries of the formation and using spiritual techniques to draw it upright!
Lu Chengyun looked horrified.
There is really someone in this world who can lay out a real spiritual pivot array?
Moreover, you used this authentic Lingshu Jue Formation to overwrite your own Lingshu Evil Formation? !
“No, it’s impossible…”
Lu Chengyun was in a state of despair, mumbling at a loss for words.
Suddenly an astonishing guess came to mind:
Xiaolingyin Sect!
It’s the Xiaolingyin Sect!
“I killed my master and deceived my ancestors, ruining the sect and ending the inheritance of the Xiaolingyin Sect. I also dug up the Xiaolingyin Sect’s ancestral tomb and stole the corpses of the elders of past dynasties to refine them…”
“They must have known something and made me pay with my blood!”
“Yes, this Lingshu Formation is the unique skill of Xiaolingyin Sect. Only the ancestors of Xiaolingyin Sect can learn it. It is like this, it must be like this..."
Lu Chengyun looked frightened and swore to the sky:
“Seniors, for the sake of me being a disciple of the Xiaolingyin Sect, please spare my life!”
“I didn’t do it on purpose, I had no choice but to do it…”
“That master of mine is so sanctimonious that he says he wants to pass on the formation, but he always only teaches some superficial things and only asks us to learn more and practice more, which is a waste of time…”
"He has such a unique skill as the Lingshu Formation, but he is greedy and keeps it to himself."
"I begged him for a long time, but he didn't teach me. I had no choice but to kill him and try to get this formation..."
“I also have good intentions, and I also do it for the inheritance of Xiaolingyin Sect!”
"If this formation is placed in the hands of my master, the pearl will be covered with dust and everything will be wasted. Only if I learn it can I make full use of this formation and benefit the world!"
“Only then can the world know the exquisiteness of my little Lingyin Sect’s formations!”
…
Yang Jishan and others only now knew the secret behind this, and they all looked at Lu Chengyun with contempt.
Lu Chengyun, even if he died, it would not be a pity!
The Corpse King remained motionless.
But at this moment, there were two iron corpses beside Lu Chengyun, and they were suddenly killed.
Their claws were like swords. One went from left to right, cutting into Lu Chengyun's head, and the other went from right to left, going straight for Lu Chengyun's heart.
The moves are fierce and the timing is precise.
Lu Chengyun was focusing all his attention on the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the Corpse King's chest at this time, and because he was guilty of being a thief, he was frightened and confessed to the sky, so he was caught off guard.
But the strength of the iron corpse was, after all, inferior to that of the half-copper corpse king, and his attacks were also a bit slower, giving Lu Chengyun a chance to escape.
He felt danger and immediately turned sideways to avoid Xinmai's claw, then lowered his head to avoid the head-cutting move.
But despite this, his bun was cut off.
Lu Chengyun's hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state.
He looked at the two iron corpses with a horrified look on his face. He backed away and begged for mercy:
“Two elders, spare my life!”
These two iron corpses were the elders of Xiaolingyin Sect during their lifetime.
After his death, he dug up his grave and turned him into a zombie.
Lu Chengyun thought he was an ancestor of the Xiaolingyin Sect and was seeking his life, so he was terrified.
But then, his heart skipped a beat and he realized something was wrong.
Faintly, he could feel that there was a spiritual consciousness, with the Corpse King as the pivot, pulling the two iron corpses!
This spiritual consciousness is very deep, very obscure, and it also reveals a bit of familiarity.
“Someone is up to something and wants to take the opportunity to kill me!”
Lu Chengyun's eyes turned cold as he followed the spiritual consciousness. Then his spiritual consciousness moved, a sharp look flashed, and he suddenly struck out a sword energy and headed straight for the open space next to Yang Jishan.
Seeing that the sword energy was about to hit the ground.
A young man in white clothes with a spear in his hand suddenly appeared, standing with the spear across his side, his breath surged, blocking the attack and eliminating the sword energy.
This young man in white is none other than Bai Zisheng.
Lu Chengyun was secretly shocked.
With his Qi refining skills, he actually blocked the sword of a foundation-building monk like him!
When Bai Zisheng retreated, a small figure also appeared behind him.
Her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes are as bright as stars.
It is exactly ink painting.
Lu Chengyun was startled, and then his expression suddenly changed:
“You’re not dead?!”
Mo Hua squinted his eyes and smiled, but did not answer.
Lu Chengyun’s eyes flashed, his expression suddenly shook, and he lost his voice:
“Could it be you?”
“You controlled my corpse king?”
As soon as these words came out, Yang Jishan and others were shocked and looked at the ink paintings in disbelief.
Mo Hua shook his head and corrected: "It's not the Corpse King of '伱'."
Then he held his small hand, and the formation patterns on the Corpse King's chest suddenly brightened, and light blue spiritual threads stretched out, gradually spreading to the Corpse King's body.
“It is now my corpse king!”
Lu Chengyun looked horrified, "No!"
He immediately concentrated on it and tried his best to activate the Lingshu Evil Formation, trying to fight for the control of the Corpse King at all costs.
On the corpse king's chest, **** formations appeared.
The red evil force, like blood threads, also spreads outwards, entangled with the light blue spiritual threads, strangulating each other, constantly arising and dying.
The Corpse King was also struggling repeatedly between the red and blue hairsprings, roaring ferociously.
On its chest, there are two-color patterns, the opposition between good and evil, alternating between light and dark.
In just a moment, the blood threads were suppressed by the spiritual threads and collapsed.
The evil array on the corpse king's chest also gradually dimmed.
Cold sweat broke out on Lu Chengyun's forehead, and he gradually felt that his consciousness was weak. He activated the evil spirit array, and the bloodshot blood of the evil force gradually became weak and weak.
And those spiritual power gossamers are still flowing continuously, full of strong spiritual power!
Lu Chengyun felt incredible.
He realized a terrible fact:
Mo Hua, this kid, is not only proficient in the Spiritual Pivot Formation, but his level of formation is much higher than his own, and even his spiritual consciousness is crushing him!
How can it be? !
He is only at the eighth level of Qi refining!
Seeing his corpse king gradually getting out of his control.
Lu Chengyun was heartbroken and frightened. He glared at the ink painting and gritted his teeth and asked:
“When did you learn the Spiritual Piercing Formation?”
While controlling the Corpse King, Mo Hua said with a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't you teach me this?"
Lu Chengyun was startled.
Mo Hua said with an innocent face:
"Have you forgotten? You showed me the Lingshu Formation Diagram. You even drew it several times in front of me. I learned it after just looking at it..."
Lu Chengyun screamed out loud: "Impossible!"
"impossible!"
His expression was close to madness.
“This is the Lingshu Formation, a first-grade twelve-line absolute formation!”
“It took me nearly a hundred years to study day and night, and I went through a lot of hard work. I had to resort to evil methods, using human bones, dipping them in human blood, and painting human skin to learn this formation..."
“How many times can you learn it after watching it??”
“This is impossible!”
Lu Chengyun's eyes were red, and his mind was at a loss. Even his Taoist heart showed faint signs of being broken.
Mo Hua immediately gave Bai Zisheng a look.
Bai Zisheng understood instantly, and with a movement of his body, the gun went straight to Lu Chengyun's chest like a gust of wind.
Because the Corpse King was accused, the iron corpses around him remained motionless.
Lu Chengyun's heart fluctuated and he was emotionally disturbed. He was not aware of Bai Zisheng's sneak attack and was stabbed in the chest by the gun.
It’s just that Bai Zisheng only has Qi refining skills after all, while Lu Chengyun has the cultivation level of the foundation building stage.
Although this shot was swift and violent, it only broke Lu Chengyun's skin, not piercing it, and it couldn't kill him.
Lu Chengyun spit out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back, and immediately came to his senses.
Escape!
The corpse king he relied on will soon belong to someone else.
If you don't escape, I'm afraid you'll really die here.
Lu Chengyun used his body skills to dodge Bai Zisheng's spear and retreated at the same time.
Although Bai Zisheng is a Qi refiner, he has profound cultivation and sharp Taoism.
Lu Chengyun was seriously injured and surrounded by powerful enemies. The Corpse King was about to "rebellion", so he could only be chased by Bai Zisheng. He fled in embarrassment among the iron corpses that were like wooden piles.
The monks around him were confused about the situation and didn't know what to do for a while.
Yang Jishan also looked gloomy.
He also began to feel a little confused.
The person who secretly controls the Corpse King is actually Mo Hua? ?
This little monk is the mastermind behind the scenes?
Are you the one who plans to refine the evil?
How can this be?
But if not, how could he get past Lu Chengyun and control the Corpse King to "rebellion"?
What is his identity?
A disciple of a righteous master, or...a holy son of the devil?
Yang Jishan's heart gradually became colder, and his expression became more hesitant.
But Lu Chengyun is still running away. He has good physical skills. In a short period of time, Bai Zisheng can't do anything to him.
For a while, the scene was somewhat deadlocked.
At this moment, behind Lu Chengyun, the yin energy suddenly became heavy.
The corpse king, whose chest had all evolved into the shape of light blue spiritual pivot formations, suddenly appeared behind him, with sharp claws like the wind, grabbing the back of Lu Chengyun's neck.
The sharp and long nails stuck Lu Chengyun tightly.
Lu Chengyun looked panicked, but couldn't break free.
The Corpse King has completely lost control.
No, it was him who lost control of the Corpse King.
The Corpse King was completely controlled by Mo Hua!
Mo Hua controlled the Corpse King, and after catching Lu Chengyun, he immediately said:
“Brother, kill him!”
Just as Bai Zisheng was about to take action, Yang Jishan came back to his senses, looked shocked, and said quickly:
“No!”
The skinny old man also said hurriedly: "Can't kill!"
Bai Zisheng hesitated a little and looked at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua’s eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice:
"kill!"
Between the Daoting monks and Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng naturally listened to his junior brother.
Lu Chengyun was locked up by the Corpse King and had a rare opportunity, so he would naturally go all out and stab Lu Chengyun to death with one shot!
Bai Zisheng charged up his horizontal spear and his aura rose. “Stop him!”
Yang Jishan said, then he took the lead and tried to stop Bai Zisheng.
The situation is unclear now, and Lu Chengyun cannot die yet.
In case he died, the corpse king was out of control, and everything recovered, everything was over.
The skinny old man also took out the copper coins, but before he could take action, his expression suddenly changed.
Yang Jishan on the side also stopped, his eyes glazed over.
In front of them, Bai Zisheng's aura continued to rise, his spiritual power roared, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar.
And on his spear, there was also a shadow of an extremely majestic blue dragon!
dragon!
The skinny old man said in a trembling voice: "Guilong Spear Technique?!"
Everyone's expression changed when they heard this.
“Follow the dragon’s method…”
“It’s from Qianzhou…that ten thousand-year-old clan, the Bai family?!”
The power of Canglong's shadow and the momentum of the Bai family in Qianzhou made these foundation-building monks feel fearful and helpless.
Mo Hua also opened his mouth.
Bai Zisheng is dressed in white, his eyes are like swords, and the shadow of a blue dragon is swimming around, majestic and heroic.
He never thought that his little senior brother could be so handsome...
At the end of the accumulation of Angelica Dragon Spear's power, Bai Zisheng's spiritual energy surged.
Then, the man and the gun merged into one, the gun came out like a dragon, and the whole person turned into a dragon shadow, roaring out with a high-pitched dragon roar.
This shot consumed almost all of Bai Zisheng's spiritual energy and was terrifyingly powerful.
In Lu Chengyun's horrified eyes, a shot pierced his chest.
The spiritual power containing the power of the dragon shook his meridians and organs, completely killing Lu Chengyun's vitality bit by bit!
A traitor to the Xiaolingyin Sect.
The head of the Lu family in Nanyue City.
The culprit who set up a murderous formation to refine corpses and built a corpse mine died just like that!
The whole cemetery was quiet.
Dozens of iron corpses and thousands of walking corpses, their breaths also weakened and there was no movement.
After dozens of breaths passed without any changes, Yang Jishan finally took a breath.
Since the emergence of ink painting, surprising stories have occurred frequently.
His heart was in a state of ups and downs several times in less than an hour.
Lu Chengyun died, and the zombies did not move.
This is a good thing…
But he tried his best to activate the Returning Dragon Spear and killed Lu Chengyun. Bai Zisheng was also a little exhausted, his face was slightly pale, but his expression was very excited and a little proud.
Bai Zixi was helpless, shook her head, took out a pill from the phoenix pattern storage bag, handed it to Bai Zisheng, and asked him to take it to adjust the breath.
The ink painting on the side looked calm, but suddenly frowned.
Yang Jishan hesitated a little. Just when he was about to say something to Mo Hua, his expression suddenly changed.
In the quiet graveyard, the sound of chewing suddenly sounded.
This voice is strange and eerie.
Everyone followed the sound and discovered a horrifying scene:
Lu Chengyun, who was killed by Bai Zisheng, is being eaten by the Corpse King!
As if he was afraid of being discovered, the Corpse King ate very quickly, taking big mouthfuls and devouring his food. In just a moment, he swallowed Lu Chengyun whole alive!
The corners of its mouth and chest were covered with dripping flesh and blood.
There are more and more reds in the eyes, and among the reds, the dark golden color is becoming more and more obvious.
The skinny old man’s face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice:
“King of Corpses…Lord Devourer, is this the evil awakening?”
Everyone was shocked and had great fear in their hearts.
At the same time, the aura of the Corpse King suddenly became terrifying, and it also contained a hint of twisted Tao Yun.
Yang Jishan said sharply:
“Everyone, use all your strength to kill it before it wakes up!”
A wave of foundation-building monks, spiritual power rising.
Either spells, spiritual weapons, or talismans, all kinds of means are used, trying their best to strangle the evil corpse in the cradle!
On the tomb mountain, various foundation building spiritual powers are intertwined, and the aura is huge.
But when these attacks were about to attack the Corpse King, they were all blocked by the Iron Corpse.
These iron corpses are not afraid of death and protect the corpse king.
The originally peaceful group of corpses rioted again, with red eyes and roars. They rushed towards the monks desperately, seemingly not allowing anyone to offend their "king"!
Above the tomb mountain, in an instant, they were plunged into a more intense battle of life and death.
Bai Zisheng held a spear in his hand and wanted to fight again, but Bai Zixi stopped him.
Bai Zixi brought Bai Zisheng to Mo Hua, and stood in front of the two of them. She pinched the sword formula with her delicate white fingers and condensed the sword light. The sword was burning with crystal white fire, protecting the three of them.
Zombies all around were burned by white fire whenever they came into contact with the light of the sword.
Mo Hua glanced at the Corpse King from a distance.
The aura of the Corpse King is getting stronger little by little, and the twisted Tao Yun on his body is getting deeper and deeper.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he drew a thick earth formation at his feet, and began to meditate with his eyes closed, communicating something with his spiritual consciousness.
Groups of foundation-building monks rushed toward the Corpse King.
But again and again, he was blocked by the iron corpse.
Yang Jishan looked pale and anxious.
The corpse king is gradually waking up and turning into evil spirits.
If you don’t kill the Corpse King, everyone will die!
The borders of Xiaohuangzhou will also be devastated.
Yang Jishan picked up the Sunset Gun, took the Huiling Pill, and then the Great Returning Pill, and used his last spiritual power to activate the Sunset Gun again.
This shot is equally powerful.
The fire is condensed, and the gun is like the scorching sun.
Yang Jishan couldn't rush in front of the Corpse King, so he only had to throw it hard to turn the spear into a rainbow, set off flames, and kill the Corpse King.
But this shot was also blocked by Iron Corpse's body. Although he finally reached the corpse king, he was caught by the corpse king with one hand.
With a twist of the Corpse King, the Sunset Spear was broken, and its skin and flesh instantly transformed into a bronze color.
Then the Corpse King looked up to the sky and roared.
The aura of corpses soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
The sky was faintly red.
This sound is like a command.
At this moment, not only the entire cemetery, but also the mines, and even the entire Nanyue City area, all the zombies seemed to have heard the order and gathered towards the Corpse King, as if to worship their "king"!
Yang Jishan is like falling into an ice cellar.
All the monks also had numb scalps.
Many people looked desperate.
The skinny old man said: "Commander Yang, first find a way to break out of the encirclement. How many can survive?"
Yang Jishan gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Okay!"
But he also knew that under the tide of corpses ordered by the Corpse King, they would not be able to escape even if they fled.
This is just a glimmer of hope.
But if you don’t escape, there will be no chance of survival.
The monks retreated under the cover of the Taoist soldiers, but the ink painting remained in place.
Yang Jishan saw this and immediately shouted: "Little brother!"
He wanted to call Mo Hua to run away, but in this moment, Mo Hua was already surrounded by iron corpses.
Yang Jishan tried to save him, but he couldn't be saved.
Yang Jishan was very anxious, but then he was stunned again.
He found that the iron corpse only surrounded Mo Hua, but did not dare to get close.
Bai Zixi stood in front of Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng, her expression calm, but her eyes were still a little solemn.
At this moment, Mo Hua opened his eyes, took a step forward, and blocked the little senior brother and sister behind him.
While Mo Hua walked forward, the iron corpses looked frightened and retreated one after another.
In their instincts, there is fear and the fear of being dominated.
The corpse king is their "king".
And now Lu Chengyun is dead.
Mo Hua is the only one who can control the Corpse King, and he is the king of their kings!
The group of corpses has calmed down a little.
The monks were able to take a breather.
And passing through the group of corpses, the corpse king looked at the ink painting with his majestic and ferocious eyes.
It has not yet become evil.
Because it does not really "eat the master".
Lu Chengyun is the master, but he has never been the real master.
Its real owner is this little monk!
A master who has a master is not considered a master.
A king who has a king is not a king.
After eating this little monk, it can truly devour the master, truly break the shackles, break away from the shackles of heaven, become the unique "corpse king", and become the "evil" that devours the heaven and earth!
Turn this area into a flesh and blood purgatory!
In the eyes of the Corpse King, the color of blood suddenly filled up and turned into a streak of blood, heading straight towards the ink painting.
Everyone was shocked, and Yang Jishan's expression also changed drastically, "Not good!"
Mo Hua's expression is calm, his eyes are like swords, and his little hand points forward.
The Corpse King's forward movement came to an abrupt halt!
His chest suddenly sprouted countless spiritual threads, like threads, weaving outwards, suppressing the zombie aura of the corpse king, and pulling on the corpse king's body.
In the eyes of the corpse king, there is no majesty, only tyranny and unwillingness.
It resists vigorously, and its blood is stronger.
The corpse qi is even stronger, and the gray-white corpse qi mixed with bloodshot surging layers are surging.
At the same time, the distorted Tao Yun spreads.
Feeling this breath, all the monks felt frightened in their hearts, as if there was a layer of cold spiritual thoughts watching them, erasing their thoughts and making them surrender.
This twisted Tao Yun has also enveloped the ink paintings.
Mo Hua’s heart moved slightly.
This breath is very familiar.
The big demon who came to Tongxian City had a similar aura.
It's just that at that time, he didn't know anything about the Tao Aggregate and couldn't tell the details of this breath.
And now he understands.
This is the breath of evil, the twisted and transformed Tao aggregate.
Because they contain the Tao aggregate of evil changes, these disasters are called Tao evils.
Mo Hua understood it in his heart, and then began to use the thick earth formation to communicate the Tao Yun of the earth.
Those who are uneasy in the soil are corpses.
The breath of corpses comes from the earth, but is full of blood, hatred and hatred.
Ink painting wants to use the Tao Yun of the earth to suppress the aura of the corpse king.
The terrain is Kun, and virtue is used to carry things.
Perhaps it’s the meaning of the earth, and we don’t want to see the evils breed.
The Tao Yun of the earth that Mo Hua communicated this time was extremely strong. Although it was still not comparable to when he visualized it with the help of Tao tablets, it was enough to suppress the corpse king who was half a step away from evil.
The breath of evil is offset.
Concentrate on the ink painting.
The consciousness at the peak of the Thirteen Lines is operating to the extreme.
On the Lingshu Formation, thousands of spiritual threads bloomed, like epiphyllums in full bloom, densely packed and stranded, completely strangulating, suppressing, infiltrating, refining, sewing, and controlling the corpse energy bit by bit...
The Corpse King resisted with all his strength, his eyes were cruel, his flesh and blood was pulled to pieces by the spiritual threads, and then he came back to life...
It is unknown how long the stalemate lasted.
Mo Hua’s eyes suddenly changed, his eyes were filled with light, and his voice was clear but full of majesty as he shouted:
“Evil beast!”
“Kneel down!”
The Corpse King was full of unwillingness and roared at the top of his lungs.
But its body was still connected and pulled by thousands of spiritual threads, and it slowly knelt down tremblingly.
Every time you kneel down, the rocks on the ground will crack!
The whole graveyard trembled!
Thousands of zombies also have red eyes and roar unwillingly.
The entire Nanyue City is filled with mountains and ridges, filled with the roar of corpses, as if falling into the Abi Hell, with hundreds of ghosts wailing.
The corpses formed a tidal wave, and the aura of the corpses surged.
The ink painting’s eyes are calm, and the small figure remains motionless.
Still using the power of his spiritual thoughts to activate the Spiritual Pivot Formation and control the Corpse King bit by bit.
The Corpse King was pulled by countless spiritual threads and suppressed by the majestic Dao Yun of the earth.
One knee of the Corpse King, despite its unyielding struggle, finally knelt on the ground!
The ferocious and terrifying noise between heaven and earth came to an abrupt end.
The corpses were quiet.
The trembling crowd looked up.
On top of the tomb mountain, beneath the **** aura of corpses that covered the sky.
The majestic and gigantic Corpse King is half-kneeling in front of a small ink painting.
And the Corpse King knelt down.
The violent aura of the corpses gradually faded away.
Dozens of iron corpses, with the blood in their eyes fading away, showing a look of awe, slowly knelt down towards the ink painting.
Then there were walking corpses all over Nanyue City, all over the mountains and ridges, looking invincible, and crawling towards the ink paintings one after another.
The corpse king kneels down, the iron corpse surrenders, and thousands of corpses worship!
All the monks were shocked and speechless.
The skinny old man who was familiar with the Tianji algorithm was even more heart-trembling.
He saw a scene that he had never imagined in his life, let alone dared to imagine:
What a sinner, he knelt down to a little baby...
Writing this paragraph in one go, no more chapters~
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