As Ling Tian smiled bitterly, terrifying demonic auras emerged from the five corpse puppets one after another.
These five corpse puppets were all demon cultivators during their lifetimes.
Judging from the similar demonic aura on their bodies, they should be practicing the same technique.
"The inheritance of the demon lamp and demon saint?"
Ling Tian recalled the words of the corpse puppet just now, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the ancient scripture held in the hands of the statue of the demon lamp and demon saint.
Presumably this ancient scripture is the so-called inheritance of the Demon Sage, right?
Tread! Tread! Tread...
At this time, four corpse puppets stepped out simultaneously and walked towards Ling Tian.
Wishes of murderous intent emerged from the four corpse puppets one after another, giving Ling Tian a suffocating feeling.
Ling Tian's expression changed, and he decisively turned over his hand and picked up the Chaos Sword.
I think what the corpse puppet said just now is that the final test is to defeat these corpse puppets in front of me.
The demonic wind swept across, and the terrifying demonic aura pressed towards Ling Tian. One of the corpse puppets took the lead, and a terrifying force burst out from the palm of his hand, blasting towards Ling Tian.
"How strong can a corpse puppet be?"
Ling Tian whispered, it was not that he despised these corpse puppets, he was simply curious about their strength.
As the Chaos Sword slashed, a bloody sword light shot forward to meet the opponent's palm.
boom!
The palm print crushed against the sword light, making a sound.
The seemingly terrifying bloody sword light turned into nothing in an instant.
However, the terrifying demonic palm print still rushed towards Ling Tian.
"Um?"
Ling Tian's expression changed again.
As he stepped back slightly, another sword slashed out.
The killing wind swept across, and the spirit of the demonic dragon roared.
The sword light turned into a bloody storm, swallowing up the demonic palm print, and then bombarded the corpse puppet.
When the storm subsided, the corpse puppet stood there intact, seemingly not affected at all.
"Could it be that these corpse puppets were all Taoist warriors during their lifetime?"
Ling Tian had a strange expression on his face. He could no longer maintain his previous calmness and stared in front of him in disbelief.
After a warrior dies, he is refined into a corpse puppet, and his strength inevitably deteriorates.
However, the strength of his physical body will not be affected much, and will even be strengthened to a certain extent under the power of the divine pattern.
Ling Tian was very confident in his sword.
But the result surprised him.
The corpse puppet resisted his blow but was not injured at all.
This is enough to show that this corpse puppet must have been a strong Taoist during his lifetime.
Of course, just because the corpse puppet was a strong Taoist in his lifetime, it does not mean that the opponent still has the strength of a strong Taoist.
After death, a strong person in the Tao realm was refined into a corpse puppet and could no longer use the power of the Tao.
In this case, the corpse puppet is equivalent to an existence at the limit of the heaven and human realm.
"Is this the level of strength?"
Ling Tian was stunned when the corpse puppet named as the leader spoke again.
Listening to his words, although he was still extremely calm, there was no emotion at all.
But Ling Tian still heard a hint of contempt from it.
Five corpse puppets are equivalent to five ultimate warriors in the Heavenly Realm.
With such fighting power, he is indeed qualified to despise Ling Tian.
"Those who are too weak are not worthy of being inherited by their master! If so, they should be killed!"
Before Ling Tian could respond, the zombie shouted coldly again.
Immediately, the other four corpse puppets became even more murderous.
Their indifferent gazes all fell on Ling Tian, and they all charged towards Ling Tian at the same time.
A terrifying demonic wind swept through the hall, and terrifying demonic palm prints shot towards Lingtian at the same time, with an unknown power.
Ling Tian stepped out one after another, and all kinds of brilliant brilliance bloomed on his body. He held the Chaos Sword and slashed hard, fighting back.
These corpse puppets felt that he was too weak and unworthy of the inheritance of the Demon Sage.
Just because of this, he must be killed!
"Am I rare for the Holy Land inheritance?"
Ling Tian suddenly became a little angry when he heard what the leader of the corpse puppet said.
He came to the Demon City to receive a mission from the Wuji Sect.
The purpose was originally for the magic lantern.
I just didn't expect that this place actually has the inheritance of the Demon Sage.
The inheritance of the Demonic Lamp and Demon Saint does have a certain allure.
But Ling Tian is not very rare either.
After all, it’s not like he hasn’t received the inheritance of the Holy Realm.
In itself, he already has the inheritance of the Chaos Sword Master.
That day in the Holy Mountain of the Eastern Wasteland Emperor's Holy Land, he received the inheritance of the Holy Lord Luantian again.
In his eyes, the inheritance of a strong man in the holy realm is not that valuable.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The corpse puppet with the ultimate strength of the Heavenly Realm is too powerful.
Ling Tian is no match for these corpse puppets.
One corpse puppet is enough to cause him huge trouble.
Not to mention that he now has to face four corpse puppets at the same time.
During the brief exchange, his figures were pushed back one after another.
If he had not possessed the Holy Body of Chaos, he would have been seriously injured at this time.
"hateful!"
Ling Tian's figure was forced to retreat, his expression extremely complicated.
If this continues, he will definitely be killed by these corpse puppets.
"Do you want to use Chaos Heart?"
Ling Tian frowned and thought in his heart.
In his hand, there is still the last piece of Chaos Heart.
If you use the power of the Chaos Heart to activate the power of the Chaos Sword, you will be able to instantly kill these zombies in front of you.
But the Chaos Heart was his last resort to save his life. It was only used to deal with some corpse puppets, which was really a pity.
The four corpse puppets were filled with terrifying demonic energy and slowly walked toward Ling Tian.
Ling Tian raised his head and looked at the four corpse puppets walking slowly towards them, showing an extremely solemn look.
At this time, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the four corpse puppets' eyebrows, as if there were lights shining from divine patterns.
"Divine Marks?"
Ling Tian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the corpse puppet with the head.
Between the eyebrows of the leading corpse puppet, there is also the light of divine patterns shining.
The light of these divine patterns undoubtedly comes from the puppet divine patterns.
"The corpse puppet is made from the corpse of a warrior. Although it is different from ordinary divine pattern puppets, it is still a divine pattern puppet."
Ling Tian murmured something, suddenly realized something, and took out Song Qian's sixth-level divine pattern pen with a flip of his hand.
At the same time, the destiny soul of the Tiandao Monument bloomed, and the power of Tiandao evolution emerged, quickly spreading towards the surroundings, covering the entire hall.
In an instant, every move of these five corpse puppets became clear in his eyes.
Even the smallest movement is caught in his eyes.
call!
The demonic wind in the hall was raging once again.
The four corpse puppets did not change their intention to kill Ling Tian and attacked Ling Tian again.
Although there were no weapons in their hands, the palms surrounded by terrifying demonic energy were still extremely terrifying.
Ling Tian held the Chaos Sword in one hand and the Divine Pattern Pen in the other.
While wielding his sword to resist the terrifying offensive of the zombie puppets, he raised his pen to carve divine patterns in the air.
With the help of the sixth-level divine pattern pen, he can now carve some weaker seventh-level divine patterns, and the power of the divine patterns has risen to another level.