Purple smoke is a violent poisonous gas, but it can only corrode living organisms.
The monk never thought that there was such a magical power in the world, which could completely transform a complete living body into a dead thing without any vital signs.
Yang Huang's technique of false appearance is not just a change in appearance, like a blindfold, but a real change in the essence of life.
The purple smoke dispersed, and the monk's body condensed above Yang Huang. At the same time, he put his palms downward, stood upside down, and pressed down on the stone transformed by Yang Huang.
boom!
The stone disappeared, and Yang Huang's body turned into countless golden threads, weaving a large golden net across the entire arena. On top of this big net, only the monk with eyes gushing purple energy remained.
After the giant web was formed, a big golden spider appeared in front of the monk. The spider's body was ten feet long, and its eight long legs were even more terrifying. It showed a circle of ferocious teeth and roared at the monk.
This golden spider is Yang Huang.
After using his innate power to weave a web, he used the art of false form to transform himself into a golden spider.
Yang Huang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of saliva. This spit contained highly toxic substances, and its toxicity was not much worse than the monk's purple smoke.
boom!
The monk was shocked. His eyes flashed with black light. Countless purple squares formed a layer of protection in front of him. This protection blocked Yang Huang's spit very well, but the violent corrosiveness of the spit still destroyed these purple squares.
All dissolved and turned into a pool of black water.
After the monk resisted Yang Huang's spit, his body moved briskly on the golden net. At the same time, the power of the space was absorbed by him, leaving black cracks in the space.
A violent shock suddenly occurred, as if the entire virtual space was about to shatter.
But it is obvious that the virtual space cannot be destroyed by Xuanjing monks at all. When the vibration finally turned into the collapse of the space, the golden spider webs began to break, and the entire space shattered like glass shards. The scene here
Earth-shaking changes have taken place.
Yang Huang's body changed back to its original state again, because the scene around him turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. Within the range visible to his naked eyes, there were corpses with varying degrees of decay, and even a large number of remains were
Buried beneath these bodies.
He frowned because he was very sure that this was not an environment. Because of practicing "**Xuan Gong", Yang Huang actually had absolute immunity to hallucinogenic formations and spells.
He could clearly tell that the mountains of corpses and sea of bones in front of him were real.
Xuanjing monks can cultivate a little bit of world power, and with a little bit of power, they can condense a space similar to a personal realm. This kind of space does not have the rules of the world, but it has terrifying power and can be used as a spell.
Yang Huang practices **Xuan Gong, and the courtyard of his mind has been a special space from the beginning, so he did not use the power of the world to condense another space after breaking through the Xuan Realm.
The so-called power of the world is actually energy similar to Hongmeng purple energy.
Yang Huang now understood why this monk was wanted by the Trial Alliance. With the space he had piled up with corpses, Yang Huang's mind swept through and found that 90% of the corpses were actually without cultivation.
Ordinary creatures.
Such a huge space, such a huge number of corpses, there are billions if not tens of billions.
You know, when we were on Earth, the number of humans in the entire Hang Seng Kingdom was only 900 million people.
Looking at so many corpses in front of him, Yang Huang didn't have much emotion, he just felt a little disgusted. These creatures all had one thing in common, that is, their hearts were empty. It was obvious that their hearts had been taken away.
At this moment, the monk's figure appeared in front of Yang Huang.
"Here, I am everything!" The monk's voice seemed calm, his eyes flashed with a faint black light, and countless corpse energy was condensed into his hands, causing his hands to mutate.
His hands continued to expand, and finally grew into a pair of hands with explosive muscles that were thicker than his body. His hands were lowered vertically, and they actually touched the ground.
The monk's eyes were focused, and he waved his hands and punched Yang Huang.
This punch was mixed with endless corpse energy.
Facing the strange smell of corpse energy, Yang Huang was a little at a loss. Although his former senior brother Chen Tianyuan was a zombie, he was very different from the monk in front of him.
That's right, this monk is not a human being, he is a zombie.
If placed on earth, zombies like him should be called... immortal zombies!
The so-called immortal zombie is to become an immortal in the body of a zombie. You can imagine how difficult this is.
Zombies are the ugliest creatures in the world. If you want to become an immortal, you have to go through a lot of disasters.
Zombies like Chen Tianyuan who were born with souls were already terrifying, but the monk in front of him now was definitely even scarier than Chen Tianyuan.
Yang Huang's brows furrowed tightly, and he realized that he could not underestimate any monk on the road to immortality. The zombies in front of him had not yet used their strongest methods so far.
Zombies, the strongest thing is their physical body!
Faced with the monk's punch, Yang Huang had no reaction at all, and only blindly released his innate power to resist in the end.
Although the innate power blocked the power of the monk's punch, Yang Huang was also blown several kilometers away by the impact of the remaining power, and directly hit a large number of corpses.
boom!
A pile of corpses exploded, and Yang Huang's body shone with golden light. He wiped the corners of his mouth and reappeared in front of the monk.
Two golden lights burst out from Yang Huang's pupils, and at the same time a talisman appeared in his hand. His innate power was released crazily, completely locking the monk's figure.
At the same time, the talisman in his hand was directly attached to the monk's forehead.
Evil zombies are most afraid of talismans and flames, but this is only for low-level zombies. Once the zombies develop intelligence and even reach the mysterious realm representing immortals, flames and talismans cannot harm them at all.
However, Yang Huang's talisman is not an ordinary talisman, but a real immortal talisman.
Combining Immortal Zombie with Immortal Talisman has the same effect as sticking a Six-Fire Mingwang Talisman on a low-level zombie.
What Yang Huang affixed to the monk was a 'True King of Fire Virtue' symbol. The so-called True Lord of Fire Virtue was an immortal who was in charge of fire in heaven, so he was known as the ancestor of fire.
Now that Yang Huang can refine the Immortal Talisman, combined with the Fire Virtue True Lord Talisman, what he releases is naturally the Immortal Fire.
In the past, the fairy fire in heaven was called Samadhi True Fire. Legend has it that this kind of flame can refine all things.
But Yang Huang has never seen it before.
What he is pasting on the monk's forehead is not the true fire of Samadhi, but ordinary fairy fire, but it is enough for the monk to bear.
But something unexpected happened to Yang Huang. The monk did not receive any harm after being burned by the blazing fairy fire. On the contrary, a large number of corpses in this space were burned to death.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of corpses were burned to ashes, but at the same time, the monk also regained his freedom. He raised his hand and tore off the talisman, and his body turned into a ball of purple flames, which directly burned Yang Huang completely.
pack.
Yang Huang felt that the courtyard in his mind was boiling hot, and then one of the stars in the dark mind disappeared.
That's right, at the moment when he was covered by the purple flame transformed by the monk, he had already replaced his original body with his clone. So what the monk wrapped was just a clone of Yang Huang.
"Sure enough." Yang Huang didn't expect that the monk's purple flames were so terrifying. These spiritual clones were exactly the same as his, but they were burned to ashes by the purple flames in just an instant.
Yang Huang didn't care, because he had fifty million clones, and the loss of one would not have a big impact on him.
The problem is, this purple flame is so terrifying. If he hadn't replaced the original body with a clone just now, he might have been burned to death.