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Chapter 441 Void Forbidden

Hearing this, Yue'er immediately shouted excitedly: "I don't want it! Brother, do you have any tricks that you haven't used yet?"

"Then hurry up! Come on! Kill these hateful guys!"

This girl is so courageous!

"Here comes the sword!"

Qin Fan didn't care that using too powerful a method would shock Yue'er. He stretched out his hand and the Luoying Sword appeared in his hand.

For a moment, the rich Yin Qi in the mass grave was instantly dispersed, and the Confucian sword was specially designed to kill Yin evil.

The awe-inspiring righteousness cleanses the world!

Qin Fan flew up and swept out with an incredible sword.

In an instant, the universe is filled with pure energy!

A ray of green light flashed across, and the eight powerful corpse puppets exploded with a bang, all turning into powder. The huge force of the explosion caused the ground under their feet to shake violently.

The twenty or thirty subordinates of the Holy Son of Witchcraft all changed their faces and screamed in surprise.

Unable to stand, they all fell to the ground.

A few with slightly higher cultivation levels could barely hold their bodies steady, but the aftermath of the explosion also damaged their internal organs and spurted out blood.

They were all terrified at this moment, with disbelief in their eyes.

"How is this possible!"

"These are the eight corpse puppets that your Highness is invincible in! How could they be... so shattered?"

"What kind of monster is this boy named Qin?"

"It's terrible!"

The face of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult also changed dramatically, Yin Qian's eyes instantly turned red, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "You actually cut through my eight corpse puppets with one sword?"

After the shock, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult took a breath, and then shouted angrily: "Boy, do you think you will win like this? Damn you, you dare to destroy the corpse puppet that I have worked so hard to refine, and I will let you

Death without a burial place!"

Qin Fan sneered disdainfully: "What other means are there, let's use them together, otherwise, you will have no chance!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult suddenly laughed ferociously: "Hahahaha, what a shameless statement! Boy, do you know why I am waiting here for you to catch up? Now, I will let you see the methods of His Highness!"

After saying that, he took out a small black sword as long as his arm from his arms, and there was an extremely strange aura on the small sword.

"Let you feel the true horror of corpse poison!"

"Array of Ten Thousand Corpses, come out, my invincible army!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult held the sword in both hands, roared, and then suddenly thrust the black sword into the ground in front of him.

In an instant, the ground beneath his feet began to vibrate violently, and with the vibration, cracks began to crack with the black sword as the center.

As if receiving some kind of summons, countless corpses crawled out from the ground, all targeting Qin Fan, and ferociously rushed towards Qin Fan.

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the black sword tightly with both hands. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Boy, do you think that His Highness only relies on those eight corpse puppets?"

"joke!"

"This formation of ten thousand corpses is the real trump card of my Highness!"

"There are countless dead souls in this mass grave!"

"It's perfect for setting up an array of thousands of corpses!"

"No matter how powerful you are, these undead zombies can't be chopped into pieces and they can't be killed without stopping!"

"Eventually, they'll tear you to pieces!"

"This is the reason why His Highness is here waiting for you to chase me!"

The Ten Thousand Corpses Formation is an ancient formation that has been passed down by the witchcraft religion for thousands of years, and is listed as one of the three inherited secret arts of the witchcraft religion.

The existence with the most complete inheritance!

At the same time, power voodoo, poison voodoo, and fire voodoo cannot be cultivated, let alone cast. Only the strongest corpse voodoo can be cultivated.

Once this formation is deployed, it will not only awaken the souls of the dead in the formation, but also the zombies that still have their bodies, and will obey the control of the caster to carry out brutal killings.

The stronger the caster's cultivation, the higher the level of the medium used, and the more undead and zombies that can be awakened and controlled.

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult has a fifth-level peak corpse Gu master cultivation, plus the Three Corpse Swords, a magical weapon inherited from the Witch Cult in his hand, as a medium, and he has arranged in advance in such a place where there are countless dead souls, so that he can display the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation.

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The big formation comes out and kills all the creatures in the formation!

Looking at the undead army rushing towards him, Qin Fan frowned slightly and kept slashing out the Luoying Sword in his hand.

Each sword energy swept across, carrying a powerful aura of righteousness, smashing into pieces the swarming undead corpses.

Almost every breath, dozens of undead corpses were chopped into pieces.

But the undead corpse puppets seemed to be endless and showed no fear at all. They still rushed towards him with their teeth and claws open.

Especially the bodies of many martial arts masters who died here, as well as those extremely powerful masters who were alive, still have their corpses, and their combat power is terrifying.

Even if the Luo Ying Sword can repel it, it cannot completely kill it.

Because of the blessing of the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation and the extremely large number, it was impossible to achieve a fatal blow with one blow.

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult laughed wildly again.

"Boy, there are endless corpses here, and there are many corpses of warriors. You can't kill them all!"

"Here, His Highness is invincible!"

"How many more swords can you draw?"

"How much power do you have left?"

"There are so many undead warriors that they can tire you to death even if you are tired!"

"If you dare to kill the three holy envoys of our witch sect and kill the divine Gu of your highness, this will be your fate!"

"Everyone who offends my witchcraft will die!"

Behind the Holy Son of the Witch Cult, among the twenty or thirty subordinates, several were directly killed by the force of the explosion, and the rest were also injured.

At this moment, seeing that the Holy Son of the Witch Cult had completely gained the upper hand, everyone laughed excitedly. Without the previous fear, they began to flatter the Holy Son again.

"Your Highness is invincible!"

"Your Highness is victorious!"

"Wicca is invincible!"

"Wicca is victorious!"

Following these roars, countless undead zombies were still attacking Qin Fan crazily.

Every time Qin Fan slashes with his sword, there will be a blue divine light. Under the flash of green light, an undead or several undead corpses will be shattered instantly.

But as time went by, Qin Fan's sword became slower and slower, and the green light brought out by each sword began to weaken a lot, and the shadow of the Luoying Sword became much darker.

Qin Fan's face was as gloomy as water. He slashed out with his sword and killed several more undead corpse puppets, but soon more corpse puppets rushed forward.

"The eye of this great formation of ten thousand corpses is the black sword in the hand of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult!"

"If you want to break the formation, you must break the sword first!"

"Otherwise, before we can kill all these undead corpses, the spirit of Luoying Sword will be exhausted first!"

Thinking of this, Qin Fan's hand flashed with light, he slashed out with another sword, and the Luoying Sword disappeared directly.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult laughed triumphantly again.

"Boy, you don't even want the sword that can ward off evil. Are you giving up completely and waiting for death?"

"Hahaha, this is a smart choice!"

Qin Fan's body suddenly floated into the air. Under the moonlight, his long hair was fluttering in the dark wind, as if an immortal came to the world. He said coldly: "You talk too much!"

"Do you really think I can't break your corpse formation?"

The light in his hand flashed again, and the rectangular jade token appeared in Qin Fan's hand.


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