"Yes, it's really good. Although it's not as good as the Xingjun Palace that I had back then, it's really not easy for a mortal immortal to have such a cave!" Hanbao covered his mouth and said with a smile, "Haha.
Haha, I don’t know where the owner of this cave has gone. If he ascends to the fairy world, my aunt can still take care of him in the future! Hee hee! I feel a little embarrassed after taking someone else’s things!"
Zhehua rolled his eyes, do you know that you are embarrassed?
"Ho ho ho ho!" Accompanied by sharp laughter, a ball of crimson flames of the Zombie God rolled out from Han Ba's body. It was just that the temperature of this flame was extremely high, but there was also a confusing charm hidden in the flames.
The power of the flames also carried a gloomy and evil aura of corpse poison. There was a faint black light flickering on the outer edge of the flames. Zhehua could not recognize what kind of weird and terrifying energy it was. But as soon as the flames came out,
, Zhehua instinctively fell to the ground with a 'dong' sound. His bones were so weak and his muscles were numb that he no longer had the strength to stand up.
This is an instinct left in the bloodline of the zombie family. Not to mention Zhehua, even the Corpse Emperor could only obediently collapse to the ground when sensing the evil aura in the flames.
Even though Han Ba's current power level is only at the peak level of Jin Dan, the source of her power is too terrifying. Compared with Han Ba, the corpse emperor who has reached the virtual realm is just a wolf-like python, no matter how powerful Han Ba is; and Han Ba's strength is
No matter how weak it is, it is still a dragon with pure blood. The essential gap between the two is too great, and it has reached a level that cannot be compensated by strength.
"Hehe, break it for me!"
With a sharp laugh, Hanba ejected a ball of red lightning the size of a castanopsis from her palm. She spun around for several weeks, leaned forward suddenly, and used all her strength to smash the lightning into the cave in front of her.
"Hey, no matter what ancient restrictions you have, in front of my Corpse God Zhuxian Lei, you have to... uh, finish!"
Hanbao, who was laughing triumphantly, suddenly clucked a few times like a little hen whose neck was strangled. She watched with a stiff face as the Corpse God Zhuxian Thunder blasted into the cave without any hindrance! Corpse God
The Zhuxian Thunder was Han Ba's powerful magical power that spanned the nine heavens and ten earths in ancient times. If it were at its peak, a thunder would blast out, ordinary Da Luo Jinxian would be wiped out. It is also best at polluting people's flying sword magic weapons, and polluting various formations and restrictions.
, facing the Corpse God's Immortal Killing Thunder, ninety-nine percent of the formation restrictions in the world were opened with one blast.
I saw countless thin strands of light in the surrounding void whistling and blending into the Zhuxian Thunder. Gradually, the size of the thunder expanded to the size of a basket.
Under Hanbao and Zhehua's distracted gazes, the lightning flew directly into the cave without any obstacles.
'Boom', a hundred-foot-high red palace directly in front was hit by the Zhuxian thunder. The violent thunder light corpse energy and corpse fire roared out in all directions. There was a burst of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the warm glow of the glow on the huge palace was slightly
It flashed, and was easily shattered by the Zhuxian Thunder. Corpse fire enveloped the palace, and in just a snap of the fingers, the palace was burned to ashes. Amidst the loud noise, a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
Starting, the red palace directly in front was burned to the ground, dozens of palaces around were shattered, and a hole a hundred feet deep appeared on the ground.
"You...want to destroy this cave?" Zhehua looked at Hanba dullly.
"Why is this? Why doesn't such a cave have no mountain protection restrictions?" Hanbao slumped his face and muttered with a sad face: "Such a big hole, such an ugly cave... How much effort will it take to repair it?
Alas, why is there no prohibition on mountain protection? Why is this?"
Suddenly, thunderous hoofbeats sounded from all around, and nearly a thousand strong men wearing white robes and old metal armor, holding spears and swords, swarmed in on powerful dragon-like one-horned mounts. Immediately afterwards, from
More knights in white rushed out from behind the palace in all directions. All of them were dressed in ordinary clothes. According to Zhehua's eyesight, the armors and weapons they wore could be displayed in museums, and they were definitely of the level of treasures.
——Look at that mottled armor, it doesn’t have a history of more than 10,000 years, so Zhenhua dug out his own eyeballs!
"Exorcist Knights, charge!" A strong old man wearing a horned helmet and holding a double-hook spear roared excitedly: "Children, charge! For Yafik!"
"Hula~~Charge for Yafik!"
Nearly ten thousand fanatical knights roared like thunder. They raised their ancient weapons and charged towards this side with an indomitable momentum.
Zhehua quickly glanced at the strength of these people and couldn't help being surprised.
The weakest among these knights have the strength of the peak Saturn level, and the slightly stronger ones have the strength of the high level of the Mars level. The old man rushing at the front and the dozens of middle-aged men around him, their
The weird energy fluctuations spreading out of the body actually reached or even surpassed the power of the peak Mercury level.
"Grandmaster..." Zhe Hua felt a chill all over his body. This so-called Exorcist Knights were too powerful and terrifying!
Hanbao hummed softly, she raised her head proudly, twisted her slim body slightly, and winked at the charging knights with a charming smile.
"Hehe, isn't she beautiful?"
The overwhelming power of charm rushed towards the... mounts of those knights.
These horses looked similar to horses, but with a single horn on their heads, how could they withstand the charm deliberately unleashed by the Drought Demon? Countless screams were heard, and these one-horned mounts jumped up crazily, raising the sharp horns on their heads.
He stabbed any moving object around him.
These sharp horns were extremely sharp, and their strength was not even lower than that of ordinary alloys. The two-foot-long horn stabbed wildly in all directions, and the knights who were caught off guard were immediately unlucky. They did not expect that their mounts would cause trouble.
, Ninety-nine point nine percent of the knights fell off their mounts in embarrassment, and were then picked up into the sky by countless sharp horns. Blood spattered everywhere, and the thick smell of blood spread. This was the result of this effort.
Nearly a thousand knights were stabbed to death by their own mounts.
The bearded old man and the dozens of men around him screamed in surprise. They hurriedly jumped into the air and rushed toward Zianhua and Hanba angrily.
The old man swung his three-meter-long double-hook spear and rushed towards him with a piercing roar of wind. He shouted loudly: "O ancient demons, go back to where you belong!"
Zhehua shouted sternly: "Fart! Your ancestors are ancient demons. They are only thirty-eight years old. How can they be considered ancient?"
Using all his strength, Zhehua's right fist suddenly glowed with a faint silver light, and he fiercely faced the spear as if his right fist was made of pure silver.
"Hehehe! Little darlings, come out! What an interesting magical power!"
Hanba suddenly laughed softly, and she patted Zhehua on the shoulder hard.
There was a loud noise, and the double-hook spear was smashed into two pieces by Zhehua's punch. The bearded old man staggered to the side, and Zhehua also screamed and flew back with his fists. He felt that his fists were swollen and swollen.
He was numb, swollen and painful, and his fists seemed like they no longer belonged to him.
Han Bao patted Zhe Hua on the shoulder, and he saw a flash of blood between Zhe Hua's brows, and suddenly countless streaks of blood spurted out from Zhe Hua's side.
Green-haired zombies, white-haired zombies, gray-haired zombies, and black-haired zombies swarmed out of the bloody light with a strong corpse aura. This group of zombies has no will, no consciousness, only a steel frame and a killing instinct.
The monster roared and rushed towards the chaos of knights all around.
Hanba waved his hand lightly, and countless extremely fine zombie flames attached to the claws of these zombies, immediately increasing their lethality to a terrifying level.
"Oh~~~~~~no! Zombies? So many zombies?" Zhehua almost collapsed and howled: "Oh my God, I have recruited so many beauties, why is my condensed domain still looking like this?"
Hanba clapped her hands vigorously, tilted her head triumphantly and said with a smile: "Because I like my aunt...hehe, how cute are these little babies?"
The low roars of the zombies resounded through the sky. Normally, I don’t know how many cubic Zakla crystals Zhenhua had destroyed. In short, countless zombies poured out like an endless stream. In just a few words, hundreds of thousands of people with no strength were able to
The waiting zombies overwhelmed the exorcist knights who were screaming strangely.
Nodding with satisfaction, Hanbao smiled at the dumbfounded old man with a beard and said, "Here, I am my aunt!"
The bearded old man roared angrily. He grabbed the spear that was broken into two parts with both hands and rushed towards the drought demon with all his strength.
Hanbao's body flashed and floated like a ghost, and everything flew to the old man's side lightly. She lightly slapped the old man's heart with her right palm, and a ball of red corpse fire shot up into the sky with a "boom".
The old man was instantly burned to ashes.
Wisps of gray-white corpse aura spurted out from the old man's ashes, and the Han Demon laughed happily and inhaled the corpse aura into his mouth.
"I said, this cave belongs to my aunt! Hehe, are you all strong enough? My aunt is going to turn you all into corpse servants!"
With long hair flowing behind his head, Drought Demon soared into the air with a sharp laugh, turning into dozens of afterimages and rushing into the group of knights who were scrambling to resist the attack of zombies.
The demonic flames of the unparalleled female demon surged into the sky, and desperate screams were heard everywhere.
Looking at Hanba who was soaked in blood, Zhehua sighed intoxicatedly: "It's so beautiful... Wuwu, a perfect woman~~~"
With a scream in the sky, Zhehua rushed toward the Hanbao.
"Ancestor, I have asked my disciples to do such a small thing, so you can just take a rest!"
The flattering screams drowned out the roars of the zombies, and Zhehua's expression at this time was like those 'father-in-laws' who had just cut two eggs.
The blood mist and corpse energy flooded the entire cave.
Soon, there was no longer a living person in the cave.