Klala...

A harsh sound rang out, and the powerful corrosive force contained in the cold light column continued to erode the power of the flying boat protective cover. Xiahou Zun was also sitting cross-legged in the void, with a pale face. Obviously, urging such a large array also made his body rush and his body was overloaded.

The Huo Lao and the Knife King Mu Zhifeng were frightened and wanted to repair the injuries on their bodies, but this kind of original damage could not be repaired in a short period of time. They could only watch Xiahou Zun blow the flying boat away little by little.

The two of them secretly hated, and they both resented that the Young Castle Lord didn't know how to save the two first and then attack Xiahou Zun. Otherwise, they would be in the flying boat now, and they might have a chance to activate the flying boat and use the flying boat to escape here. But now they can only watch all this, and they dare not move before they recovered their certain strength.

Because Xiahou Zun must always be on guard against them, as long as they do anything, they will be attacked by thunder. In this case, they will be unable to escape death.

For a moment, endless despair suddenly emerged in the hearts of this group of people.

Boom boom boom boom!

Xiahou Zun's injuries were indeed very serious. In this case, he could not even explode the defense of the flying boat for a while. He pinched the hand gesture, his eyes flashed with faint light, and countless corpse puppets were floating in the air, each of which burst out with terrifying murderous intent. The power was gathered together, and combined with the power of the formation, he wanted to break the defense of the flying boat in one fell swoop.

These corpse puppets were all the cultivation levels of the mid-stage holy lords and even the mid-stage peak holy lords. Although the corpse puppet formation has not been refined successfully, the bursting aura has faintly condensed and has reached an extremely terrifying level.

"Master Xiahou Zun... Senior Ghost Formation, why do you kill me? You let me go, okay? I don't think that what happened today has happened."

The young master of the fire-clearing castle finally panicked. No matter how he activates the flying boat, he could not escape from here. He had the cultivation level of the mid-stage Saint Lord. In this case, he dared not fight with Xiahou Zun. Seeing that the flying boat was about to be broken, he lost his inch for a moment and begged for mercy. He never thought he would fight hard.

Xiahou Zun said nothing, his eyes became more and more ruthless.

The young master of the Fire Castle was immediately frightened and begged for mercy even harder.

Click...

The crisp sound, like the death knives ringing by death, came into the young castle master's ears, making his face suddenly turn pale. His eyes condensed and he immediately saw a scene that made his soul scattered. The protective cover of the flying boat suddenly cracked again, and countless cracks appeared and spread rapidly.

Crack...

The crack became bigger and bigger, and more cracks appeared around it. Soon, many cracks intertwined like spider webs and eventually burst into pieces. At the same time, the Ghost King Fengdu array flashed for a while, and the energy also dissipated and became silent.

Obviously, the energy consumption of this large array was too much, and the power was greatly reduced after Xiahou Zun was seriously injured.

"Senior Xiahou, don't kill me. If you kill me, my father will definitely not let you go. My father is the lord of Liuhuo Fort. If you kill me, you will never escape death."

The Master of the Young Fortress of Liuhuobao roared shrillly, but Xiahou Zun showed a cold light on his face, urging many corpse puppets, and countless energy swept over and instantly slammed into the body of the Young Fortress of Liuhuobao.

The young castle lord was still arrogant before, and at this moment he had only time to make a defense and let out a shrill roar: "Old Huo, save me..."

The sound came to an abrupt end.

puff!

A huge hole was pierced in his chest, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes. With a loud bang, he fell heavily, hitting the deck of the flying boat, making a bang.

"Shao Fort Lord."

Old Huo let out a mournful cry, but he did not dare to move. Instead, he slightly regained some strength and reflected each other with the sword king Mu Zhifeng. He knew that he could not move. Once he moved, he would die, and his heart was full of sadness.

The young master of the Fire Burning Fort fell heavily on the flying boat, his eyes wide open and he died with his eyes open.

"Senior, we are willing to be your slaves, don't kill us."

On the flying boat, the seriously injured mid-stage peak holy lord also looked at Xiahou Zun in horror. At this moment, he didn't even have the courage to resist.

After the secret treasure of the flying boat was uncontrolled, countless runes instantly dissipated and quietly suspended in the void.

The next moment, Xiahou Zun had already staggered on the flying boat. He checked the body of the young master of the Luhuo Fortress. After a while, a storage treasure appeared in his hand. The storage treasure was quickly refined by him. A flash of light appeared on his hand, and something like a black jade box appeared.

He gently weighed it, showed a satisfied smile, and put the black jade box back into the storage space.

Not far away, Qin Chen's eyes, who had been seeing the battle from beginning to end, had a narrowed look. He didn't expect that Xiahou Zun was really here for the Nine-tailed Immortal Fox.

However, Qin Chen did not take action in time, but watched quietly. Who knew what methods did Xiahou Zun have?

With the help of the power of the formation, this person framed all the people of the Fire Castle. Although he was seriously injured now, he might not even be able to exert half of his strength. Qin Chen felt that if he took action now, he would basically have a 90% chance of success. This is a typical fisherman who fought against the snipe and the clam to benefit.

However, Qin Chen would not do anything before he was completely sure. If Xiahou Zun still had any killer moves, he would be in trouble.

Just as Qin Chen's mind changed, after picking up the storage space of the young master of the Fire Castle, Xiahou Zun did not attack the seriously injured guards on the flying boat, nor did he attack the Huo Lao and the sword king Mu Zhifeng. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the flying boat, and corpse puppets guarded him, and a black pill appeared in his hand, swallowed it in one mouthful, and practiced cross-legged on the flying boat.

Seeing this scene, Qin Chen felt happy.

Obviously, Xiahou Zun himself has reached the end of his strength.

Not only was Qin Chen happy, but Old Huo and King Mu Zhifeng of the Knife were also surprised. They also woke up. Xiahou Zun had absolutely no strength to fight anymore, otherwise how could he not take them down first?

The other party practiced first, because he did not dare to act rashly, for fear that they would have a killer weapon, which means that this person had reached the last moment. Otherwise, if they were given time to heal, wouldn’t Xiahou Zun be afraid that they would recover?

Obviously, the competition now is who recovers first. As long as who recovers more, he will have an absolute advantage.
Chapter completed!