Chapter 11 Become a melon-eating crowd, seal the corpse king!
"Boom!"
Purple lightning pierced the sky, and a thunderstorm erupted, as if countless heavy cannons were firing at the same time, covering the entire Foshan!
"Is it thundering? Is it going to rain?"
Some people woke up from their sleep and looked at the thunder and lightning that pierced the sky from time to time in the distance.
"What is that?!"
The thunder light is bright, like a sea of thunder falling from the sky, roaring continuously, and the thunders tear open the void like thunder dragons, illuminating the dark night!
In addition, you can also see the turbulent red mist, which is constantly split by thunder, but continues to condense, going around and around, seemingly endless.
"Is God angry?!"
An old man said tremblingly, looking at the thunder pouring in the sky, he couldn't help but kneel to the ground, muttering in his mouth, begging God for forgiveness...
"Is this the Lightning Running Thunder Fist? This is just like controlling the thunder with the Five Thunder Zhengfa!" Mo Changsheng sighed, the existence of these ancestors who are among the Immortal Class cannot be judged by common sense.
Just by borrowing the method, the younger generation can show such power.
This zombie king has absorbed the characteristic of royal zombies that are not afraid of thunder, but now, black smoke is still rising from being chopped, and the whole body seems to be burnt.
"Yes, this is just a power obtained through magic. If it is the real body... I can't imagine it."
Ye Xuan also shook his head and sighed. Although he didn't know which ancestor Mao Xiaofang invited to take over, he could become so strong by borrowing magic. If it were his real body, his strength would be much higher than that of the Celestial Master.
Perhaps, he has reached the legendary land immortality, or a higher realm of heavenly immortality?
"It's really strong!"
Ao Tianlong was also staring closely at the figure in the void at this time. Who could not admire that kind of powerful power? He could master the thunder and destroy mountains and rivers with a wave of his hand. He was really like a god!
The three melon-eating trio were closest to the battlefield, but they did not dare to get any closer. Now, with Mao Xiaofang as the center and a radius of several hundred meters, it was like a sea of thunder!
In addition, a large red mist also emerged from the body of the Ghoul King, and all the animals and plants in that area died and rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Approaching? I'm afraid if I just step into that area, I'll either be struck to death by lightning or poisoned by red mist.
This was because Mao Xiaofang used the Lightning Thunder Fist to suppress the red mist in that area. Otherwise, with the level of the Zombie King, he could easily envelope the current Foshan City with red mist.
"Fortunately, we forced it to such a remote place first, otherwise we don't know how many people would have died." Mo Changsheng looked at the two people who looked like gods and demons in the void, feeling a little lucky.
The strength of this level is too exaggerated. Even Mao Xiaofang, although he is only one step behind, the combat power he showed before is far less than one-tenth of what he did after borrowing the method.
"Some people nearby seemed to have seen this scene."
Although this area is secluded and adjacent to a barren mountain, it is still inhabited.
Now Mao Xiaofang and the Ghoul King are fighting in mid-air, and they have turned an area into a sea of thunder and fog. As long as you are not blind or deaf, it is difficult to detect them.
Of course, there is probably no one who can clearly see the situation.
After all, even they dare not come close to watch the battle, let alone ordinary people.
"Just see it when you see it."
Mo Changsheng said, staring at the two figures in the void. There were not many opportunities to watch the battle between two Heavenly Masters at such a close range. He didn't want to be delayed by other things.
"Um."
Although Ye Xuan asked, he never turned his eyes away.
Thunder roared in the void, and the sound of lightning and thunder swept across all directions, and from time to time the roar of the Ghost King could be heard.
But slowly, the thunder gradually weakened. Mo Changsheng and the others were all watching closely. The winner was decided. At this time, the corpse king was already riddled with holes. No part of his body was intact. Many places were penetrated, and even
It's filled with electric light!
At the same time, its recovery speed has also slowed down. It was originally comparable to super-speed regeneration, but now it has degraded to almost the same as before. Although the recovery speed is still visible to the naked eye, it is much slower.
"Sure enough, there is a limit, otherwise it would be too foul."
Mo Changsheng said, the source of power for zombies is human blood.ωωw..net
But tonight the Ghoul King fought with them for most of the night. His body was maimed again and again, and he had no chance to drink human blood. Although he ate a red-robed fire ghost, he had been beaten for so long by Mao Xiaofang after borrowing the law.
It is understandable that the body has been hacked to pieces countless times and the recovery speed has slowed down.
At this moment, Mao Xiaofang bit his finger, took out a small gourd that had been prepared in advance, wiped it on the mouth of the gourd, and shouted: "Come on!"
In an instant, an irresistible suction force erupted from the gourd, just like King Silver Horn's purple gold gourd. Even the Great Sage Qitian could not escape.
roar!
The Ghost King struggled to escape, but was unable to do so. His body was sucked into it with a whooshing sound.
Swish, swish, swish!
Putting the stopper on the gourd, Mao Xiaofang drew in the air, runes flashed one after another, imprinted on the gourd body, constantly absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth, turning it into the strongest seal, firmly suppressing the zombie king!
In addition, he made a casual move, and the sword in Ao Tianlong's hand flew away instantly. A drop of blood fell on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern at the sword's grid, and the treasure light flashed in an instant.
Bang!
Mao Xiaofang pressed the gourd, and the Tai Chi seal seemed to be imprinted on the bottom of the gourd, also carrying the power of the seal.
After doing this, the vast strength in Mao Xiaofang's body also declined rapidly, and his body slowly fell from the air.
"Hurry over and have a look."
Mo Changsheng stood up, flew lightly, and reached the spot where Mao Xiaofang landed in a few breaths.
In addition to him, Ye Xuan was also following closely behind. As for Ao Tianlong, he was not a martial arts master, so his speed was much slower than them.
At this time, Mao Xiaofang was lying on the ground, holding the gourd that sealed the Ghost King in one hand, while Ao Tianlong's sword fell aside.
Mo Changsheng stepped forward to take a pulse, and after a while, he said: "It's okay, it's just that the energy was too much and I collapsed."
To use divine magic, you need to use your own spirit to communicate with the ancestor, and at the same time, you need to use your own body to carry the power of the ancestor, which consumes a lot of energy, mana, and body.
Although Mao Xiaofang is a half-step heavenly master, he is not a heavenly master after all, and his physical body is not as good as that of Mo Changsheng and Ye Xuan. It can be said that he can hold on until now before fainting, it can be said that it all depends on his belief and will.
"You two fellow Taoists, why don't you go to my junior brother and sister's place so that this... fellow Taoist can rest for a while." Ao Tianlong found it strange early in the morning that Mao Xiaofang looked exactly like him!
He even doubted whether this was his biological brother.
After all, he was picked up by his master back then. He didn't know who his parents were or whether there were other relatives at home. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived outside the Great Wall for so many years.
"That's fine."
Mo Changsheng and Ye Xuan looked at each other. They both knew who Ao Tianlong's junior brother was, especially Mo Changsheng. They met during the day and talked about many things.
Carrying Mao Xiaofang on their backs, picking up the gourd that sealed the Ghost King, the three of them quickly rushed towards Dagui's grocery store.
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"Why don't you come back, Senior Brother?!"
"Oh... I'm really anxious."
"The direction where my senior brother chased me, and that kind of strange phenomenon appeared, could it be the place where Fellow Taoist Changsheng and the others were hunting the Corpse King, right?"
Mengmeng paced back and forth in front of the door, looking nervously into the distance.
"Oh, stop wandering. How could something happen to that guy? He probably saw the Corpse King and went to help fellow Taoist Changsheng and the others." Dagui felt uncomfortable seeing his wife caring so much about Ao Tianlong. After all, he felt
There is always a knot.
Mengmeng's performance now reminded him of that incident again.
"How could you not be worried?! The red-robed fire ghost also ran in that direction. If the Corpse King eats the red-robed fire ghost, what do you think we should do? Who can deal with it?!"
Mengmeng said solemnly: "It's all your fault. Senior brother finally came back without saying anything. It's not like you didn't know that Fellow Taoist Changsheng and the others were going to kill the Corpse King today. Why do you have to be angry with senior brother today?!"
"Why are you blaming me?!" Dagui said aggrievedly: "He didn't come back for more than ten years, and when he came back, he had to fight against me. Didn't I just break up because I was angry?"
"You..." Mengmeng wanted to teach Dagui a lesson, but suddenly she saw several figures appearing at the end of the road. She took a closer look and said quickly: "Dagui, it's senior brother, and the Taoist priest who came during the day.