After the corpse king stepped out of the coffin, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, like a giant awakened from his sleep, his voice full of rage and irritability.
"Old Mengde, do you still recognize me" Chaos suddenly appeared in front of the Corpse King, and his hand stretched out and grabbed the hairpin on the top of the Corpse King's head.
But before he stretched out his hand, he didn't see any movement from the Corpse King, just opened his eyes, and chaos flew out as if he had been hit by a cannonball.
Chaos let out a scream of black smoke billowing from his body, which looked badly damaged, and quickly turned into a wisp of white smoke and hid again.
Zhang Cheng was startled, he couldn't take the other party after fighting with Chaos for so long, but the Corpse King just glared at him and seriously injured him, this gap is too big However, Chaos knows that the Corpse King is terrifying and has to take risks, so he must have a plan.
Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the corpse king's head, and found that the tail of the pure blonde hairpin was inlaid with a ruby the size of a pigeon's egg, and the body that Chaos had been looking for should be sealed inside.
After the chaos disappeared, the corpse king's expression seemed to be a little confused, but then he turned his gaze to the group of mages outside the door, and walked down the steps step by step.
Every step is a muffled sound, and the bluestone-paved ground trembles.
The higher the level of corpse cultivation, the greater the density of the musculoskeletal, and the heavier it will naturally be, since the other party is the corpse king, the weight is at least calculated by tons, and there is no need to exert force, and ordinary people will become a mess of meat and mud when they step down.
Every step of the corpse king was like a death knell, and a group of mages were trembling in their hearts, if it weren't for the soul mark, they were afraid that they would immediately turn around and run away.
The eyes of the corpse king are different from Zhang Cheng, shooting out not red light, but pure golden light, a pair of eyes with the momentum of the world, slowly swept over everyone, the corners of his mouth showed a strange and cruel smile, walked to the stone door, gently pushed with both hands, and the heavy stone door opened violently.
The mages present were all seeing the Corpse King for the first time, and in the face of this kind of existence that they had only heard of in the legendary species before, they were all short of breath and their faces were pale.
"Don't panic, maintain the formation, it has just been born, and it has not yet recovered its strength, use the power of the formation to deal with it" After all, Hou Jingshan is a real person, although he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly, but he was not completely stupid, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the Qingfeng Sword, and his hands were sealed, and the Qingfeng Sword suddenly had a great light and merged into the formation.
"Nam no Amitabha" The Dream Mage also shouted a Buddha horn, bent his knuckles, and hit the purple gold bowl hard, the purple gold bowl emitted a hazy golden light, and the golden light enveloped the mages in the array, everyone's faces relaxed a little, picked up their respective magic weapons, and encouraged the true qi of the whole body to pour into it to strengthen the power of the formation.
"Yin and Yang are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law" "The ancestor is above, give the disciple mana to subdue the demons and eliminate the demons" For a while, everyone used their own means, and a huge amount of true qi was added into the formation, converging into a huge force of true qi and hitting Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng felt it for a moment, and found that the power of the formation at this time was several times stronger than when he broke through the Hundred Ghost Heart Devouring Array, and it seemed that death was indeed the best way to stimulate potential.
With such a huge amount of true qi gathered around him, Zhang Cheng didn't dare to be careless, and gathered all the power of the formation into a bundle, turning it into a pillar of light with a diameter of two meters, and blasted towards the Corpse King.
"Roar" It seemed that he didn't expect these ants in front of him to dare to make the first move, and the corpse king let out an angry roar, and his mouth spewed out corpse qi that was condensed like substance, and he actually resisted the pillar of light alive.
All the mages suddenly increased their pressure, and they kept casting spells to replenish the power of the formation, trying to disperse the corpse qi.
But the corpse king's corpse qi was like endless, and while resisting the power of the formation, he actually raised his feet and approached step by step.
"It's worthy that the Corpse King can't even stop the power of the formation."
Zhang Cheng's face changed, it would be useless to continue like this, if the mana of those mages was exhausted, there would be no more power to resist.
Thinking of this, he waved his hand to withdraw the power of the formation, and greeted him with a mourning stick, and stabbed the head of the corpse king with a stick.
Hua Long also followed, and the golden sword slashed at the corpse king's legs.
"When" "Ding" Two crisp sounds came, and the corpse king just tilted his head back slightly, and then took the mourning stick.
And Hualong was even more unbearable, the golden sword slashed on the corpse king's leg, not even leaving a white mark, but was shocked by the huge anti-shock force and his wrist was so painful that he almost didn't even hold the sword.
It seemed that he had discovered the corpse qi on Zhang Cheng's body, and the golden light in the corpse king's eyes slowly moved to the position of Zhang Cheng's corpse pill, and his big hand stretched out and grabbed it like lightning.
Zhang Cheng was shocked in his heart, the other party's speed was too fast, and he couldn't dodge at all, so he had to protect his lower abdomen with corpse qi in a hurry, and at the same time kicked his legs back.
"Boom" With a loud bang, Zhang Cheng flew out like a kite with a broken string, smashed on the stone wall, and a terrifying scratch appeared on his abdomen, but because of the protection of corpse qi and the retreat to unload part of the force, it was not a big problem.
Zhang Cheng fell from the stone wall, and the corpse qi surged to repair his injuries, and attacked the corpse king again.
But this time he didn't dare to get close, there were still a few meters away from the corpse king, and his mind moved, and the mourning stick suddenly became longer, and the tail of the stick became like a needle, stabbing towards the corpse king's left eye.
Even if it is a corpse king, the eyes are the most fragile part, and the eyes are different from the limbs, even if they can recover, it will take a long time, as long as the other party loses their eyesight, it will be easy to do.
Hua Long also seemed to understand Zhang Cheng's plan, and no longer used the golden sword, and dedicated the Jiuyang Dust to constantly interfere with the Corpse King.
Although the corpse king cultivated to be terrifying, he had no sanity after all, and he was provoked into anger, and his right hand was raised and slapped at Hualong.
Zhang Cheng couldn't stand it, Hua Long didn't dare to take it hard, he kept being on guard, and the corpse king rolled back as soon as he made a move, avoiding it dangerously.
The golden palm swept over the top of his head, shaving his scalp for a while, Hua Long reached out and touched it, and found that the ring of hair on the top of his head was gone.
Zhang Cheng flashed past Hua Long and stabbed a stick in the left eye of the Corpse King.
Zhang Cheng took a closer look, only to find that the corpse king's left eye didn't know when it was closed, and the thin layer of golden eyelids was like a moat at this time, blocking the mourning stick.
"I still don't believe it" Zhang Cheng scolded angrily, holding the tail of the stick with both hands, and was just about to use the electric drill Dafa, but the corpse king had already buried his head and pushed the mourning stick back, and at the same time opened his mouth and spewed out a breath of corpse gas, wrapping Zhang Cheng in it.
The corpse gas of the corpse king can no longer be called corpse qi, it is like paste, extremely viscous, Zhang Cheng, as a ghost corpse initiate, although he is not afraid of corpse qi, but it is also like a quagmire, and he can't break free
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