He clenched his fists and felt the feeling of being rejected and suppressed by the whole world. Zhao Yinshun looked strange and felt vaguely familiar.

Divine Realm…

"You actually forced us to activate the [Zombie Realm] to suppress you. Boy, you deserved to die!"

The strange coffins behind Shen Kai quietly opened, and the terrifying corpse gas turned into a black mist visible to the naked eye and spewed out, revealing each and every zombie with fangs in its mouth.

On the other side, Meng Hua, whose face turned even paler, sneered and took out a three-foot-long pitch-black soul flag. The vicious and shrill roar of filial piety instantly shook the area for hundreds of meters.

Hundreds of zombies opened their dead white eyes, grabbed the edge of the coffin with their fingers with black nails, and walked out slowly.

Countless translucent ghost ghosts gush out from the dark soul flags, and the endless ghost energy pours out like a flood, combining with the twisted world, causing the power of corpses and ghosts to expand crazily.

"[Corpse] [Ghost] [Blood] [Desire] The four direct descendants of the four sects have tried their best to deal with you alone, boy..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Hua, who was carrying a huge momentum, changed his face and his figure suddenly became transparent.

boom!

The next second, a giant golden palm fell from the sky, and all the ghosts and ghosts within a few meters of it were photographed filling the sky with mist.

After re-consolidating his figure dozens of meters away, Meng Hua looked at the Danjin Dharma that was only a few meters high with a lingering heart, and swallowed involuntarily.

The entire [Ghost Realm] suppressed him, but he still has this kind of power?!

On the other side, the black air that had been blasted away condensed into fierce ghosts. Looking at these monsters surrounding him, Zhao Yinshun sneered thoughtfully.

"No wonder you dare to speak arrogant words, your realm is unbreakable and your power is endless, right?"

"Since you know it, why don't you just go ahead and capture it?"

"As long as you don't resist, we will let you live. From now on, everyone will be able to do what they need."

"We are all destined to become gods. Why should we work so hard for trivial matters?"

…………

He tried to use words to dismantle the enemy's fighting spirit, but to their disappointment, the young man in white, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling at all, showed no fear at all, and instead had a joking look on his face.

"Let me live?"

The gilded Dharma that enveloped him slowly disappeared, and Zhao Yinshun looked around, grinning with a ferocious smile.

"But I'm not prepared to let you live!"

【Broken Star】

The God of Desolation comes to the world, and the true spirit takes form!

A brutal white tiger phantom solidified behind the young man, and its streamlined form slowly shrank, clinging to an inch away from Zhao Yinshun's body like armor.

Realizing that the [Vajra Dharma Appearance], which was useful against the army, was not suitable for fighting "mosquitoes", Zhao Yinshun decisively switched to the White Tiger True Spirit, which was more flexible and more suitable for dealing with people.

Huh~

Shunpo!

Directly knocking the air into a bowl-shaped sonic boom cloud, Zhao Yinshun's body suddenly disappeared from the place and appeared in front of Wei Zikuo almost teleporting.

After being dragged into the [Zombie Realm], his own resistance and six dimensions were completely weakened, and the damage of the blood sea formed by the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword greatly increased. He could no longer turn a blind eye!

Kill one first and then talk!

Wei Zikuo's scalp felt numb when he saw the tiger's claws grabbing directly at his face.

There was no time to think about why Zhao Yinshun could still switch forms. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and the sea of ​​blood condensed into a long dark red knife in his palm, which instinctively struck at the fleshy palm.

Qiang~

The blood-red sword light collided with the materialized platinum Gang Qi, making a bone-aching harsh friction sound.

After a brief stalemate, the familiar arrogant force came again, but this time Wei Zikuo's face turned pale, he was knocked back seven steps by a claw, and he quickly regained his balance.

On the other side, the strength of the knife penetrated the Gang Qi, burrowing into the palm of the hand like a living thing, leaving an undetectable blood line.

After glancing at the blood marks on his palms, before Zhao Yinshun could continue his pursuit, several ferocious zombies rushed up with roars.

The black and ferocious nails were like daggers. Facing the terrifying attack, the young man in white did not dodge and raised his hand to claw!

Bah~

The hands of the zombie, whose body was comparable to fine steel, were cut into minced meat, and the broken black bones were exposed to the air, making it howl in pain.

"Quack!"

With one palm, its head was smashed into pieces like a watermelon. The smelly bones and rotten flesh exploded into the air, and the shriveled brains were sprayed out dozens of meters away.

Sweeping his legs, he kicked the headless zombie into a twisted shape and knocked away several other zombies that were rushing towards him. Zhao Yinshun was preparing to pursue the victory when the overwhelming ghosts came up again.

He was surrounded within a few feet of him, and wherever he looked, he saw layers upon layers of ferocious monsters that were fearless of death, as if they were endless.

With every move he raises his hands and feet, every part of his body turns into a brutal weapon, and each movement can kill several enemies.

Small doubts in various skills are suddenly revealed, and past results are verified by comparison. A steady stream of enlightenment is like an endless stream of water injecting into the soul, making all combat skills advance by leaps and bounds.

But just as Zhao Yinshun was getting ready to kill, a bright red sword light quietly struck the back of his neck through the cover of the zombie ghost.

Qiang~

At the critical moment, Zhao Yinshun held the [Blood-Transforming Divine Sword] with his backhand and looked at the attacker with an expressionless face.
Chapter completed!