On Huang Qianzhong's fair face, spiderweb-like lines gradually emerged, and the two fangs also stretched out like bamboo joints.
As Huang Qianzhong went crazy, a fierce aura began to overflow from his body.
This aura seemed to come from eternity. Chu Tianshu had only felt a similar aura from the black dragon whose inner elixir had not yet been taken away by him.
Huang Qianzhong's feet lifted off the ground, and his body floated upwards as if in water, then suspended at a height of about five meters above the ground.
Seeing this scene, Huang Caiwei and other undead people all had fanatical looks in their eyes.
Each undead has its own innate magical powers.
It's just that you have to break through the blue flames and become a Duke before your natural talents can be revealed.
Most undead people will never reach this level in their lifetime, so they don't know what their innate magical powers are.
Huang Qianzhong’s innate magical power is flying.
However, with his ability at this time, he can only hover in the air. If he wants to fly in the air with ease, he cannot yet do it.
But even so, it's enough to scare people.
Chu Tianshu and others looked at each other, and their moods became more solemn.
Huang Qianzhong stood high and looked down at Zhide proudly.
That look was like looking at an ant.
Then, Huang Qianzhong dived towards Zhide.
call!
He kicked Zhi De hard in the head.
Zhide just raised his hand, and before he could block it, Huang Qianzhong's kick had already landed hard on his head.
Bang!
Huang Qianzhong's foot kicked Zhi De's golden forehead, and a sound of gold and iron was heard.
With a powerful attack, Zhide flew out in a spin, with blood spurting from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
He flew out more than ten meters and landed in the dirt with a "bang" sound, and half of his body was lost in it.
Seeing this, Huang An held up his Zen staff with both hands and rushed towards Zhide with a roar.
"Amitabha!"
Zhi De stood up slowly and gave a deep roar with the roar of a demon lion.
These four words struck the hearts of everyone present and the undead like a bell.
Then, Zhide took out the pure bottle from his arms, pulled off the willow branch, then raised his head and poured the liquid in the pure bottle into his mouth.
Huang Qianzhong narrowed his eyes at first, and then his expression changed drastically.
Without touching the ground with his feet, he quickly floated towards Zhide.
After swallowing the liquid in the bottle, Zhide's golden color began to become more intense.
As the five red flames between his eyebrows flashed brightly, his pupils seemed to begin to overflow with golden light.
Huang Qianzhong floated up to Zhide and punched Zhide in the face again.
However, Zhide, who had just faced Huang Qianzhong's attack, had no time to resist and dodge. At this time, he just raised his hand casually and blocked Huang Qianzhong's punch.
Huang Qianzhong seemed to have expected this.
He didn't show the slightest surprise on his face, he grabbed Zhi De's wrist, then used the power of Zhi De's arm to float behind Zhi De, and clasped Zhi De's neck tightly with his other hand.
Huang Qianzhong clung to Zhide and shouted: "Kill him...quickly, kill him..."
For some reason, Chu Tianshu vaguely felt that Huang Qianzhong's shouts seemed to be filled with fear.
Hearing Huang Qianzhong's shouts, Huang Caiwei, Huang An and other undead people rushed over.
Chu Tianshu's body swayed and he hurriedly stopped Huang Caiwei and the others.
"roar!"
However, before Chu Tianshu and Huang Caiwei could get closer, Zhide once again let out an ear-shattering roar using the Buddhist lion's roar.
Following this roar, Zhide's arms shook.
Huang Qianzhong, who was controlling Zhide, was actually thrown away.
Huang Qianzhong was thrown away more than ten meters by Zhide, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Everyone in the field was stunned.
"Amitabha!"
Zhi De circled his hands, clasped his hands together, and uttered another Buddha's name that cleansed people's hearts.
Then, his figure began to expand rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With the sound of "crack, click, click" bones, his head was growing larger, his monk's robes were bursting from the inflated muscles, and his trouser legs were also falling apart, with pieces of powerful and golden muscles exposed to the moonlight.
Down.
Stab!
A pair of gray cloth shoes under his feet tore open, and a pair of feet that were twice the size of an ordinary person popped out.
In the blink of an eye, Zhide turned into a giant three meters tall.
He closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and recited scriptures that no one could understand.
There was a solid Qi surrounding him, and a whirlwind swirled around him.
Along with the chanting, four fleshy balls as big as sand bowls began to bulge on Zhide's back.
There was something twisting and struggling inside the meat ball, as if it was about to burst.
Huang Qianzhong's body swayed and he pounced on Zhide again.
At this time, the four flesh balls on Zhide's back were punctured by "Chichi".
Four hands stained with golden mucus stretched out from the meat ball.
Next, there are arms with the same muscles.
"Amitabha!"
The six-armed Zhi De chants the Buddha's name, puts his hands together with two arms, and holds fingers with the other four hands.
Coupled with the brilliant golden light in his eyes, he looked like a god or demon.
Huang Qianzhong's forward body froze instantly.
Chu Tianshu and others were all stunned.
The scene before them was completely beyond their knowledge.
Huang Caiwei and other undead people were also stunned.
"withdraw!"
Huang Qianzhong shouted, turned around and fled in the other direction.
Seeing this, Huang Caiwei, Huang An and other undead people also hurriedly followed.
Even the most powerful Duke has given up, so how can they dare to fight again?
Zhi De gave a serious cold voice and strode forward to chase after him.
When he passed by the Shaolin monks, weapons such as Zen staffs and Qiankun circles were taken over by him one after another.
Soon, all six hands had weapons.
At this time, the six-armed Zhi De was as tall and strong as a giant, but his speed was still extremely fast.
His entire body turned into an afterimage, leaving only a faint golden light in the sky.
An undead man who fell at the very back felt frightened when he heard the "dong dong dong" footsteps behind him.
He looked back and was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
However, his fear did not last long.
The six-armed Zhi De rushed past him and hit him on the head with his Zen staff.
Boom!
With the crisp sound of bones shattering, the head of the undead count whose strength after becoming mad was comparable to that of Red Flame suddenly exploded like a rotten watermelon.
Zhide rushed into the midst of the undead, waving his Zen staff, demon-subduing pestle and universe circle in unison. No matter whether it was an earl or a marquis, no undead could withstand his blow.
In an instant, no less than ten undead people died in Zhide's hands.
However, in this moment of delay, Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei had already disappeared.
boom!
Zhi De used his Zen staff again and smashed the head of an undead man.
Then he threw away the weapon in his hand and clasped his three pairs of arms together.
"Amitabha."
The breathtaking Buddha's name was heard far away in the night sky.
Only then did Chu Tianshu and others rush to Zhide's side.
Ren Changfeng asked in astonishment: "Great monk, why didn't you pursue me?"