Before the two of them climbed to the top of the mountain, they heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the top of the mountain. Shen Lang's Holy Demonic Eyes also detected the auras bursting out from various magical powers, and there was great movement.
"this……"
Xia Shan'er held her breath, her pretty face changing color slightly.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. With such violent energy fluctuations, the scale of the battle should be quite large.
"Let's go over and take a look! Shan'er, stay with me and don't stay too far away from me."
Shen Lang sent a message and told Xia Shan'er to climb to the top of the mountain on the east side.
There happened to be a towering giant tree on the top of the mountain, and the two of them hid behind the giant tree. Shen Lang poured all his energy into the holy demon's eyes with chaotic spiritual power, and spied on the situation ahead.
I saw the Holy Demon Eye between Shen Lang's eyebrows glowing with purple-gold light, and a large number of scenes and pictures poured into his mind.
…
At this moment, a huge battle is going on at the top of the Holy Spirit Mountains.
Hundreds of monks from the Seven Saints Palace were besieging an old man in black robes with disheveled hair. The sound of explosions could be heard endlessly. The brilliance of countless magical attacks intertwined with each other, and the sound of collisions shook the sky.
The old man in black robe was strong and strong, with black energy billowing all over his body. He was holding ten spiritual chains that were as red as blood, and the ends of the ten chains were actually connected to ten ghastly golden-haired zombies!
These zombies are human-shaped, more than ten feet long, covered with thick golden hair, sharp mouths and fangs, covered in blood, and smell of corpses. Each zombie holds a giant axe, and is surrounded by a strange layer of
The red-gold flames, the blood boiling in the flames, exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
"Roar!!!"
The golden-haired zombies attacked the surrounding Seven Sacred Palace monks like mad dogs, either spitting blood-colored corpse fire from their mouths, or wielding giant axes to chop, and were actually in a fight with hundreds of Seven Sacred Palace monks.
The old man in black robe has the cultivation level of a human immortal, and the ten zombies he controls also have the combat power of a human immortal!
Among the 300 monks in the Seven Saints Palace, there are no earthly immortal masters. There are more than 60 human immortal monks, and the rest are elite disciples in the late half-immortal or peak half-immortal stages.
"Tsk!"
Shen Lang, who was hiding under a giant tree in the distance, used the Holy Demonic Eyes to spy on the battle and couldn't help but secretly gasp.
He did not act rashly and continued to observe for a while.
There is only one cultivator in the Seven Saints Palace who is at the peak of human immortality. He is the young demon cultivator who is half human and half ape with white hair on his face.
I heard that Yuan Tianzong, the master of the Seven Saints Palace, has a son named Yuan Fei, who is also at the peak of human immortality. The half-human, half-ape demon cultivator in front of me is most likely the young master of the Seven Saints Palace.
Shen Lang quickly scanned the battlefield with his Holy Demonic Eyes, and found an acquaintance.
"Bai Weiwei?"
Shen Lang's Holy Demonic Eyes locked on a beautiful woman wearing scale clothes on the battlefield. She was not Bai Weiwei, a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan whom she met in the hunting trial last time. Unexpectedly, this woman was also one of these Seven Saints.
Among the palace monks!
I saw Bai Weiwei following closely behind Yuan Fei, looking anxiously resisting the attack of the golden-haired zombie.
The two sides were fighting fiercely. Although the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces had a large number of people, the ten golden-haired zombies were too ferocious, and they seemed to be at a disadvantage.
The bodies of the ten golden-haired zombies were almost indestructible, and the attacks of the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces would hardly cause much damage to them.
The corpse fire spewed out by the golden-haired zombie will hit those disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces with weaker cultivation from time to time.
As long as the disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces with human immortal cultivation are contaminated with a trace of corpse fire, their physical bodies will suffer from the poison of the curse and rapidly fester, and their bodies and souls will be destroyed.
After the two sides fought for a while, the old man in black robe was not injured at all, but on the contrary, more than a dozen half-immortal monks died in the Seven Saints Palace.
"I didn't expect that the Seven Saints Palace would look down on me so much and only sent a bunch of trash like you to deal with me. It's really a big joke!"
The old man in black robe had a ferocious face and his tone was full of disdain.
Yuan Fei was parrying the attacks of the golden-haired zombies while angrily yelling: "Wuzang, the Seven Saints Palace treats you well. I never expected that you actually colluded with the gangsters in Liusha River, both inside and outside, and took away a large amount of our sect's resources from the Seven Saints Palace, and also killed people."
I have so many disciples and monks in the Seven Sacred Palace! Don’t you feel ashamed of such a crazy behavior?"
"Ignorant child, I have been an internal agent of the Liusha Sect from the moment I joined the Seven Sacred Palaces! My Liusha Sect was defeated by your Seven Sacred Palaces two million years ago, and my wife, children, and brothers were all slaughtered by your Seven Sacred Palaces.
I have never forgotten this old enemy! I, the Liusha Clan, have been keeping a low profile for many years, just so that one day I can conquer the Seven Sacred Palaces and unify Meishan!"
The old man in black robe looked extremely gloomy.
"Unify Meishan? You Liushamen are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue! If I don't capture you alive today, I swear you will not be a monster!"
Yuan Fei's veins popped out on his forehead and he shouted loudly.
The old man in black robe laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you want to capture me alive? You worthless yellow-haired boy is probably talking nonsense! You bunch of trash together are no match for these ten Drought Demon Sky Corpses raised by me, be good.
Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black robe offered a bloody vase, opened his mouth and sprayed a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the vase.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The mouth of the treasure vase was filled with blood, and hundreds of ghosts flew out in one go.
The ten Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses opened their bloody mouths and swallowed the hundreds of ghosts released from the vase.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After devouring a large number of ghosts, Han Ba Tian's corpse seemed to have taken some powerful tonic. Blood waves suddenly appeared all over his body, and his aura surged.
"Sixth level earth magic, heavenly corpse poison arrow!"
The old man in black robe let out a crazy roar, opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of blood essence. He did not hesitate to spend his life force to create a circular blood-colored talisman, releasing a bloody glow that reached the sky.
The bloody sigil quickly rose into the sky like an expanding halo, turning half of the sky into blood.
Immediately afterwards, ten Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses simultaneously sprayed swirling blood-colored corpse fire toward the bloody talisman in the sky.
Suddenly, a huge blood-colored vortex suddenly formed in the sky. A large number of blood-colored thunder and lightning surged in the vortex, and a terrifying aura rushed down.
"Pay attention to defense!"
Yuan Fei had a premonition that the power of this blow would be so powerful that it was unbelievable, and he couldn't help but look frightened and shouted in panic.
next moment.
"Boohoo!"
A large number of bloody arrows suddenly dropped from the bloody vortex in the sky. Each arrow was only three feet long, but the strange and twisted bloody corpse fire on the surface of the arrows contained unimaginable destructive power!
The disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces were horrified. Such a large-scale attack was almost inevitable.
All the monks tried their best to use various defensive powers in an attempt to resist the bloody arrows falling from the sky.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of ear-piercing explosions sounded, and the defensive barrier held up by most of the disciples of the Seven Sacred Palaces was as fragile as glass, easily broken by the blood-colored arrows.
"ah!!!"
A large number of shrill screams followed, and the arrows exploded and turned into bloody corpse fire, which devoured the body of the weak Seventh Holy Palace monk.