Chapter 96: The Shocking Battle Zhongzhou Map Ends Chapter 3
Chapter 96: Shocking Battle, Finale of Zhongzhou Map (3)
"Who?" At the same time as the voice sounded, Hong Zun turned his head fiercely and looked around, only to see a cloud of red mist floating slowly in the distant sky. In the red mist, a looming figure squirmed back and forth, making him
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"Blood evil?" Fei Qing, who saw the red mist in the distance and had been in contact with the blood evil several times, his expression changed and he whispered softly.
At the same time, Hong Zun also recognized the person, raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice: "Little blood evil spirit, your whereabouts are weird on weekdays. I was worried that I couldn't find you, so it would be a good idea for you to come to my door yourself today, haha,
It seems that it is indeed God’s will!”
Hong Zun's voice was like a loud bell, exploding in the sky, and the arrogance in his words was unmistakable.
"Hong Zun, I didn't expect that you are still so annoying after not seeing each other for many years. Since we meet again today, I think it's time to settle the old scores!" The red mist gradually dispersed, revealing a vague figure,
I saw that the person who came was wearing a black robe and a black veil on his head, making it difficult to see his true appearance.
"Do you know me?" Hong Zun was slightly startled when he heard Xue Sha's words. In his memory, there was very little information about Xue Sha, and Hong Zun couldn't remember when they met.
"Haha, of course I have seen him before, and I am very familiar with him, don't you think so? Senior Brother Wang, the king of Xiaoxiao Tianyun Sect!"
As soon as Xue Sha said these words, it was like a thunderbolt, and Hong Zun's whole body was shaken. At the same time, Zheng Min, who was standing behind him, also looked at the visitor curiously, with a trace of thoughtfulness flashing in his eyes.
"Who are you?" Hong Zun was furious. Although sneaking into Tianyun Sect was the starting point of his success, he didn't want others to mention it, because when he was in Tiandaozong, he was as humble as an ant.
In real life, he was even more groveling, which Hong Zun, who has a strong self-esteem, couldn't bear no matter what.
Her eyebrows turned and she bit her lower lip lightly. Zheng Min's eyes were full of contemplation. Her captivating eyes kept scanning over Xue Sha's body, but she didn't have any thoughts at all.
However, when Zheng Min's eyes suddenly saw the other person's eyes, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he really knew this person and had such a big connection with him.
Suddenly, an extremely bold idea appeared in Zheng Min's mind. Zheng Min couldn't help shouting: "No, it's impossible, it's difficult, could he be Yang Zhengyu!"
When he said the words Yang Zhengyu, Zheng Min opened his mouth and suddenly thought of the weak man who would rather bear everything and take his own life than harm Chen Feng.
I remember that it was a mountain peak covered with dry grass. Yang Zhengyu hunched over and looked quietly at the bottomless abyss under his feet. When he jumped down into the abyss, it was with these eyes that he stared at himself and others.
Is he really the useless person whose spiritual roots have been destroyed?
But, if it was really him, how did he achieve his current level of cultivation? What did he encounter under the abyss?
"Senior Sister Zheng really has a good memory!" The hoarse voice sounded again. Xue Sha slowly raised his hand and took off the black gauze on his head. A face that was both familiar and unfamiliar appeared in front of everyone without any obstruction.
"Really, it's really him!" Zheng Min exclaimed.
"No, it's impossible. How can a person whose spiritual roots have been destroyed practice again? No, it's impossible!"
The appearance of Yang Zhengyu completely disrupted Hong Zun's thoughts. In fact, with his current cultivation level, there was no need to panic. The main reason why he panicked was because when he saw Yang Zhengyu, he instantly smelled something
The feeling of danger.
Hong Zun was well aware of the relationship between Chen Feng and Yang Zhengyu, so if the Blood Sect was established by Yang Zhengyu, it would inevitably mean that the Blood Sect would unconditionally help the Western Region Alliance.
Of course, even if there were more blood sects, Hong Zun was not that afraid. Although the blood sects had always been mysterious and weird, he was still confident in fighting them. The most unacceptable thing for him was that at this point, Chen Feng
Has not appeared yet.
Hong Zun knew Chen Feng's character very well. As early as when he was at Tianyun Sect, Hong Zun knew that Chen Feng had a resolute personality, was brave and resourceful, and had a delicate mind. He definitely had no reason to ignore the Western Region, so he had never
Will he appear like this sudden Blood Sect, hiding behind him?
Thinking of this, Hong Zun's strong confidence, which had never wavered, somehow swayed slightly, and an extremely irritable mood arose in his heart.
"Hmph, I don't care whether you are the Western Region Alliance or the Bullshit Blood Sect. Since you are here today, I will send you back to the West and kill you!" A look of ferocity flashed across his face, and Hong Zun roared, pointing at Yang Zhengyu.
At the same time, countless corpses rushed towards Chen Mu and other Western Region monks, while a large number of Shendan Valley monks who had been standing behind Hong Zun took up their divine rainbows and rushed towards Yang Zhengyu in the air.
Quietly looking at the monks rushing towards him, Yang Zhengyu chuckled lightly, completely relaxed, and said lightly: "Do you think I am still the useless person who you bullied at will? How childish!"
As Yang Zhengyu's words rang out, Yang Zhengyu waved his arms, opened his mouth suddenly, and a ball of scarlet blood mist suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
The red mist was like a billowing viscous liquid with a pungent stench, steaming in the air. A red mist the size of an arm kept flying out of Yang Zhengyu's mouth. After a moment, a huge blood-red skull with a height of one hundred feet appeared.
in front of him.
The red skeleton had just appeared, with bursts of shrill wails like ghost screams from hell. Then the huge skeleton changed back and forth, and instantly turned into a hundred-foot red door. The giant red door slowly opened. Inside the giant door, each one's body was flashing scarlet.
The evil monk Mu Ran appeared in mid-air.
"Blood slave? This is the blood gate of the Blood Emperor?" Seeing this scene, Hong Zun seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened in shock.
In the giant red door, countless monks surrounded by blood mist slowly walked out. Although these monks seemed to have dull expressions, they exuded a suffocating feeling of death all the time.
"What a terrible murderous intent!" Looking at the large number of monks walking out of the giant door, Chen Mu and the Huang Family Master frowned at the same time, feeling even more dazed in their hearts. Originally, they thought that with the alliance of several companies and the many people they had absorbed over the years,
How can a large number of monks drink the Divine Pill Valley to fight against one or two.
But now it seems that my idea is undoubtedly childish and ridiculous.
Countless corpses were frantically attacking the defense line of the Western Region monks. Their screams kept ringing in the air, and in the distance, another battlefield also opened in the sky.
In the sky, countless monks from the Divine Pill Valley dressed in red were seen fighting with the blood slaves who were covered in blood mist, fighting fiercely.
The monks of Shendan Valley have profound cultivation and exquisite immortal skills. They draw a series of divine rainbows in the sky.
The blood slaves were full of murderous intent and marched forward bravely. They were huge in number and fearless of death. What shocked Hong Zun most was that the cultivation level of these blood slaves was extremely high. Not one of them was a monk below the pill formation stage, and they were so murderous.
Being shrouded in darkness, his own cultivation level has been greatly improved.
The scene seemed a little weird. On the left were the monks from the Western Regions who were retreating steadily, and countless zombies who were killing people vigorously. On the right was a completely one-sided posture. The monks in the Shendan Valley were beaten by a large number of blood slaves and could hardly raise their heads.
Helplessly, he retreated while fighting.
Hong Zun saw everything in his eyes and was extremely anxious in his heart. If the corpse man died, it was no big deal, but the monks of Shendan Valley were different. These people were all core disciples who had followed Shendan Valley for many years.
Their life and death is directly related to their future achievements.
Thinking of this, Hong Zun could only turn his mind and mobilize most of the corpse men to participate in the battle with the Blood Sect.
As a result, the pressure on the monks in the Western Region was greatly reduced. In just a few hours from the beginning of the battle, the remaining 600,000 monks were reduced to about 200,000. If the fight continues like this, I believe it will not take long.
, no monks from the Western Regions survived.
With the addition of the Corpse Man, the Shendan Valley monks finally got a chance to breathe and began to fight back crazily. For a moment, a brief balance appeared in the sky.
Hong Zun stood far away in the void, frowning, staring at Yang Zhengyu in the distance, and couldn't help snorting: "I didn't expect that a stinky salted fish can turn over!"
"Hong Zun, it seems that the baptism of time has not erased your ignorance. Do you know that all those who dare to talk to me like this have turned into cold corpses?"
"It's shameless to say that, since I was able to play with you before applause, I can still do it now!" Hong Zun grinned disdainfully when he heard that Yang Zhengyu was even crazier than him.
"Oh? Since senior brother is so confident, why don't you step forward and give it a try?" Yang Zhengyu was not angry and just smiled faintly, but the fierce light flashing in the corners of his eyes revealed the murderous intention in his heart.
"Okay, that's what I meant!" Seeing that Yang Zhengyu dared to challenge him, Hong Zun shouted lowly, stepped one foot in the void, and his whole body turned into a breeze and disappeared between heaven and earth.
At the same time, a strong wind suddenly sounded behind Yang Zhengyu, and the green aura like an angry dragon cut through the sky, bringing with it vast power and blasting straight towards him.
"Little trick!" Yang Zhengyu laughed loudly when he noticed the strong wind behind him. He turned his hands and a ball of blood suddenly shot out from his palm, turning into a huge red palm and slapping the cyan aura fiercely.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the bloody giant palm was like a divine hand that shattered the sky, smashing the spiritual energy behind him into pieces, and then Yang Zhengyu smiled and said: "Not bad Feng Dao, but if you only have this ability, senior brother
, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
As he spoke, Yang Zhengyu suddenly smiled, and the blood mist on his body instantly evaporated, and red light shot into the sky. In the rich red mist, countless wronged souls loomed, like white insects, entangled in the red sea of blood, a stream of
The unimaginable terrifying coercion, mixed with the overwhelming fishy smell, ### ripples between the vast world...
