A hoof trampled four great saints of the zombie clan to death. The void shook violently, and the space seemed to be collapsing. A large number of zombie clans were killed by Yu Jin and turned into ashes.
The old scalper was now huge, with golden fur, like a golden sacred mountain appearing in the ocean of corpse energy.
It kept roaring and running rampantly.
Wherever it goes, no one can stop it.
More than a dozen great saints from the corpse tribe gathered together, all with ferocious and angry eyes, their eyes were red, and together they formed a river of corpses thousands of miles away, winding around the old scalper like a horse.
"Just you? I, Niu Qiangqiang, am a disciple of..., and I will kill you like mowing grass."
Dark black magic light emerged from the old scalper's two sharp horns, and magic patterns appeared on his body. Suddenly, an unparalleled demonic figure, holding a battle ax, appeared in the sky.
The demonic figure swung his ax out and cut off the river of corpses.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
Those great saints of the corpse clan were like balloons, popping one after another.
The corpse's robe exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
There is no way, the gap in cultivation is too big, even if they join forces, they are far from the old scalper's opponent.
The surviving great saints of the Wind Clan could finally be sure that they were coming with strong reinforcements and not a powerful enemy. They were all excited and their blood boiled.
"Such a powerful battle power, with such a level of cultivation, I'm afraid it's something listed in the "Peerless Scroll", right?"
"The existences in the "Peerless Scroll" are all powerful in the world, but I have never heard of any of them being from the Ox Clan. I think it should be a hidden creature from the Demon God Realm, a pure-blooded beast."
"Just now, whose disciple did it say it was?"
"Didn't hear clearly."
"It must come from the Demon God Realm. Only the Demon God Realm can cultivate such a powerful Ox Clan strongman."
Suddenly, a shocking divine power burst out from the gray corpse aura.
The corpse clan strongman who had previously killed the middle-aged Taoist nun with a feather-shaped thunder and lightning appeared. He stood on the top of a mountain made of bones, surrounded by purple-red lightning.
Feng Qianshu's face changed with shock and he said: "It's the corpse clan god!"
"Crash!"
The corpse god standing on the top of White Bone Mountain waved his arm, and an iron rope with a diameter of more than one meter flew out, like a steel dragon, spanning hundreds of miles and hitting the old scalper.
On the iron rope, divine patterns flowed, and thousands of electric lights shuttled through it.
The old scalper sensed the danger, and its hair stood up like golden needles. With its current level of cultivation, it was far from being an opponent of the gods. Even if the opponent was just a false god!
The thin-faced Taoist priest had been standing at the edge of the ocean of corpse energy observing, until then, he finally took a step forward and appeared on the back of the old scalper.
Point it out!
As soon as the fingertips touched the flying chain, a "crackling" sound was heard.
The chains were broken one by one, and the lightning scattered, losing its due power.
After this finger shattered the chain, its power remained unabated, like an invisible airflow, hitting the purple-red corpse clan false god.
As a tragic cry rang out, the Bone Mountain exploded, and the pseudo-god of the zombie clan was torn into pieces through the air.
The Great Sage of the Wind Clan was in a state of ups and downs, and he finally calmed down when he saw the skinny Taoist priest on the back of the old scalper.
A great sage from the Baiyong Realm laughed: "It's the gods, the gods have arrived!"
The thin-faced Taoist priest was not as excited as them. Instead, he frowned, looking at the corpse fragments flying by, and was about to reach out and grab a piece.
"The corpse clan actually came to the back of the starry sky defense line. How brave they are."
A loud shout sounded, containing divine power.
"Bang bang!"
All the zombies in the sea of corpse energy were shattered by this divine voice and turned into dust, even the remains of the zombie false god were no exception.
The thin-faced Taoist priest originally grabbed one of the fragments of the divine corpse, but before he could touch it, the fragments of the divine corpse scattered like sand and flowed through his fingers.
The opponent's control of power was very subtle, killing all the corpse clan, but not hurting the thin-faced Taoist priest, old scalper and the great saints of the wind clan.
With just one voice, an army of zombies could be wiped out in ashes. This was something no ordinary god could do.
"Meet the true God!"
More than twenty great saints from the Feng Clan bowed and saluted.
A phoenix cry resounded throughout the world.
A moment later, a flaming phoenix spread its thousand-mile-long wings and dragged its long tail, flying from the deep space of the universe. It entered the ocean of corpse energy and instantly burned the corpse energy and corpse poison inside.
Phoenix's body shrunk rapidly, condensing into a middle-aged man in his thirties.
"It's True God Feng Qi!"
Feng Qianshu recognized the identity of the middle-aged man and saluted respectfully again.
"Thank you to True God Feng Qi for saving your life."
The great sages of the Feng Clan have all heard of Feng Qi's reputation, and their eyes are filled with awe.
Feng Qi was wearing a divine robe with colorful feather patterns embroidered on it. He had an extraordinary bearing and said with a smile: "If you want to thank me, you should thank this Taoist friend. If he hadn't arrived first, the consequences would have been disastrous. I haven't asked for advice yet."
How do you call your friend?"
The thin-faced Taoist glanced at the old scalper who had turned into a normal size and said: "Taoist scalper!"
Feng Qi looked confused and said: "Please forgive Feng for his shallow experience. I have never heard the name of fellow Taoist before. I wonder which big world you come from?"
The thin-faced Taoist priest is naturally Zhang Ruochen.
The current face was drawn by His Majesty himself, which is enough to hide it from the sky.
Originally, he planned to go with Chi Yao, but he thought that such a goal was too big, and if he was noticed by the gods of the infinite realm, there was no guarantee that his identity would be exposed, so he decided to go alone.
Why was Niu Jianqiang released from "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Buddhist Explanation of Zen"?
In fact, it is to confuse the public and deliberately sell a flaw.
After all, if an unknown god suddenly appears, it is easy to arouse suspicion. However, the appearance of a stubborn cow is different!
Will there be gods from the hell world, sneaking into the starry sky defense line, and bringing a cow with them?
This is so unsmart!
It is unrealistic to quietly sneak into the starry sky defense line and go to the Tianchu Civilization as an ordinary monk. Otherwise, the gods of the hell world would have sneaked in long ago!
Zhang Ruochen was well prepared, showing a cold and arrogant demeanor that kept strangers away from him. Coupled with his thin face, he played a Taoist priest with a weird personality very vividly.
He didn't look at Feng Qi at all, patted the old scalper's neck and said: "It's over here, let's go!"
The old scalper said: "Why are we going? We killed the pseudo-gods of the zombie clan, and we haven't even gotten the source of the gods yet!"
"It's just a divine source." Zhang Ruochen pretended to be disdainful.
Feng Jiu looked embarrassed, took out the divine source and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen was of course not polite. He took the divine source and took a look at it. A strange color appeared in his eyes. He put it into the space ring and prepared to leave again.
"Senior, wait!"
Another divine voice came from afar, the voice was pleasant, it was a woman.
A moment later, Feng Xi, wearing a nebula wind and snow coat, stepped on a colorful auspicious cloud, and flew out of the darkness. She wore a veil on her face, her long hair was pulled into a bun, her skin was white and jade-white, and she was glowing with fairy light.
.
In an instant, they were in front of Zhang Ruochen and Feng Qi.
The white divine light on her body never dissipates, and is extremely ethereal.
Feng Xi is Feng Yan's sister, and she was once a divine disciple of the Temple of Truth. Zhang Ruochen has seen her countless times. However, every time, she seems to be hidden in the fog, making her unpredictable.
Her temperament is very elegant and flawless, making it impossible for people to associate her with anything bad in the world. Everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with her.
Feng Yan has three heads and six arms, and is known as the unrivaled talent of the Feng Clan.
However, even though Feng Yan had been dubbed the "Emperor of Rocks", he still did not dare to be presumptuous in front of his sister and could only obey his words. Now that Feng Xi has entered the realm of gods, while Feng Yan is still at the level of the Great Sage, he is obviously already a
It can be seen who is the unparalleled talent of the Wind Clan.
Feng Xi took the Qiankun Space Bag from Feng Qianshu's hands, checked it, put it away, and then formed a standard etiquette of the Feng Clan and said: "Thank you both for your help, the Feng Clan is very grateful.
All."
Feng Qi said: "Why should God Xi be so polite? We are all gods in heaven and should help each other. The Wind Clan has dispatched dozens of great saints this time. Is there some secret operation?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled secretly in his heart.
Now that you know it's a secret operation, why do you still ask?
Feng Xi was calm and said: "Actually, it's not a secret operation. They just brought a large amount of war resources from Pangu Realm to the starry sky defense line. They originally thought that they should be safe behind the defense line. I don't know why, the news leaked, and they were
The corpse clan knows it."
"Fortunately, you two arrived in time, otherwise Pangu Realm and the Wind Clan would have suffered heavy losses."
The starry sky battlefield consumes a huge amount of resources. Holy stones, divine stones, elixirs, soldiers, armors, arrays, etc. are all continuously transported from all major worlds to the starry sky defense line.
For the sake of safety and not being robbed, they were dispersed and many holy monks secretly carried the space treasures for transportation.
If it is transported by gods, the target will be even greater.
People with ulterior motives only have interests in their eyes, and they don't care whether they are war materials or not.
Feng Qi showed a serious look on his face and said: "To make the Corpse Clan take such desperate risks, it seems that the amount of supplies this time should be very huge."
Feng Xi changed the subject and said, "Mr. Feng Qi is going to Tianchu Civilization?"
"Yes! With my relationship with Tianchu Civilization, how could I not go at such a critical moment?" Feng Qi's face was full of determination and uprightness.
After hearing this, Zhang Ruochen suddenly changed his mind and was not in a hurry to leave, saying: "Mr. Feng Qi actually wants to go to Tianchu Civilization?"
"Fellow Taoist are also going to Tianchu Civilization?" Feng Qi asked.
Zhang Ruochen stroked his beard and nodded, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "When I came out of seclusion this time, I heard that the war between hell and heaven broke out again. I intend to go to the battlefield to fight the gods of hell. I will have no regrets even if I die in battle.
!”
Feng Xi and Feng Qi showed awe-inspiring expressions. Considering the current situation of Tianchu Civilization, it is really admirable that there are such rebels.
Feng Qi looked into the distance and said with a smile: "I also have two friends from the Demon God Realm. They are already here!"
Zhang Ruochen squinted his eyes and looked over.
I saw a Shenmu battleship sailing out of the starry sky.
The battleship was made from a living sacred tree. It lay horizontally in the void with lush branches and leaves, and flew rapidly. On the trunk of the tree, rooms were carved out, and holy lamps were hung.
From afar, Zhang Ruochen sensed that there were two waves of divine power on the Shenmu battleship, a strong one and a weak one. The weak one had a familiar feeling of deja vu.