Chapter 1115: The ancestor of the corpse VS Yao Chonghua
Fire spewed out, ice fell, and the area spread to the entire valley.
The collision of extreme cold and instant heat caused countless water vapors to spread continuously, and then condensed into cold fog due to the cold.
The Ancestor of the Corpse said with a smile: "Okay! Compared with six thousand years ago, your understanding of ancient runes is even higher."
Mr. Chonghua looked serious. He suddenly raised his hand, and runes fell from the sky. A purple long sword condensed directly in his hand. He held the long sword in his right hand, but made a sword formula with his left hand, and slashed out with one sword, like
Lightning flew across the sky, tearing apart everything in front of it.
The Ancestor of the Corpse's expression remained unchanged, and he actually reached out to grab the sword light that was as sharp as a sword. As a result, the sword light suddenly shattered as soon as it reached him, and countless runes crackled on him like raindrops.
Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of the corpse fought against the Dayu Dynasty for who knows how many years. How could they not recognize that these runes are all Zhen characters. Countless small runes form a Zhen character, and countless Zhen characters form a Zhen character.
A bigger town character.
The runes absorb the surrounding Yin Qi, drain all the power that the Corpse Ancestor can summon, and then continue to shrink.
The ancestor of corpses sneered: "The tricks used thousands of years ago are still used today. Yao Chonghua, haven't you made any progress in these thousands of years?"
Mr. Chonghua remained silent, and suddenly his gestures changed, and the runes scattered all over the sky again, and then condensed again. When they fell on the corpse ancestor, they were like sharp swords cutting through its body,
Then get into it.
The Ancestor of the Corpse smiled and said: "This is interesting!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and the dark clouds above his head covered him, and countless black water rushed down, pouring on the unpredictable sword light.
Black water is a yin and evil thing, which can corrode masculinity the most. Mr. Chonghua’s demon-slaying sword shines with the most yang and righteousness. When encountering these dirty black water, you will be invaded by the yin energy in an instant and become dirty.
It's out of shape.
Mr. Chonghua smiled and said: "Zombie Ancestor, if you only have this ability, we will besiege you. Believe me, you are no match for the countless exorcists in Middle Earth."
The Ancestor of the Corpse said indifferently: "Don't worry, just you guys, even if we join forces, you can't do anything to me."
The two sides were chatting and laughing, but showed no mercy at all. In an instant, the two of them performed more than a dozen moves in a row.
On the surface, Mr. Chonghua and the Ancestor of the Corpse seem to be equally matched, and neither can do anything to the other. But both sides know that the Ancestor of the Corpse is actually better.
Because Mr. Chonghua holds the Yu Sword and the Wen Dian in his heart, he is always on the offensive.
If it had been any evil spirit, he probably wouldn't have been able to survive three attacks. But the ancestor of corpses deliberately walked in the fire to take advantage of it.
He didn't even take out his own weapons.
Regardless of whether the two parties are taking a leisurely stroll, it looks pleasing to the eye and even makes you feel graceful. But only the animals and plants in the mountains know how unlucky they are.
The ground is constantly cracking, and fire is constantly spurting out from the cracks.
The surrounding air has been covered in gloomy air, making people shiver with coldness. Even the water in the trees has been frozen.
Countless sword lights were flying around, and those were all sword lights created by ancient runes. Stones were split apart by the power of the sword lights, and trees were chopped off on the spot.
The two sides kept changing their positions and fighting each other. The flames and ice spread hundreds of kilometers away, the sword light shot into the sky, and the corpse energy rose, directly reaching several thousand kilometers away.
On the edge of the battlefield, more than a hundred kilometers away from the center, a man with a body covered in flames was gnashing his teeth and muttering in a low voice.
Behind him, two high priests in purple robes looked at their noses and their hearts without saying a word.
The man with the flames all over his body was a bit grumpy and said: "You bastard! Who made you agree that the Emperor and the Ancestor of the Corpse will fight in person!"
"As the purple-robed high priest appointed by the Emperor, don't you know how strong the Ancestor of Corpse is? The Emperor is no match for him!"
A great priest in purple said calmly: "This is the decision made by God himself. We cannot change his mind."
The man with flames all over his body said angrily: "Fart! One life of the Emperor is more valuable than all of us put together! Now that the ancestor of corpses has found his heart, no one knows how strong he is!"
"If the Emperor makes a mistake, I will burn you two alive!"
Another great priest in purple said impatiently: "Mr. Wanhuo, you broke away from the Yu Dynasty as early as six thousand years ago. No matter what the Yu Dynasty does now, it is not your turn to dictate!"
Mr. Wan Huo was about to get angry when he heard the constant sneers of hey hey hey. When he looked up, he found the empress's corpse walking quickly, surrounded by a dozen fierce ghosts.
As soon as the Empress' Yin Corpse appeared, Wan Huo and the two purple-robed high priests immediately shut up.
They can be extremely quarrelsome internally, but in front of outsiders, they still have to show unity and stare fiercely at the Empress' Inferi.
There were shadowy figures behind the corpse of the Empress, and there were about five or six figures hiding in it. Mr. Wan Huo snorted, and the fire suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating the features of those dark figures.
The Yinfeng General, the Corpse Demon General, and the Human Skin General. In addition, there are also masters such as the Ancient Golden Jiao, the Scorpion King of the Western Region, and the White-haired Corpse King of the Northern Region.
Except for the giant skeleton who is still oppressing Badaling on the front line, almost all the other top executives are here.
I don’t know if they were brave because of their skill, but in the face of the powerful aura of the Empress’ Yin Corpse, the three of them staggered, but they still persisted and did not take a step back.
The Empress Yin Corpse glanced at the three of them, and then looked into the deep darkness. After a while, she said calmly: "Get ready for the great victory of the ancestor of the corpse."
The ghosts around him cheered, and the new white-haired old corpse from the Northern Territory laughed happily, and then said to Mr. Wan Huo and the two purple-clothed high priests: "Everyone, I think it's better to prepare a coffin in advance! Heavy
No matter how strong Mr. Hua is and how sophisticated his methods are, he is still no match for our ancestors."
"How about I have a coffin of my own here and give it to you for Emperor Shun's use first?"
The crowd of evil spirits around burst into laughter, and suddenly a murderous aura rose up, scaring the guy into shutting up immediately and taking a defensive posture.
Blue flames appeared on Mr. Wan Huo's body. The flames were erratic, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.
The Empress Yin Corpse said calmly: "You have few people. If you really want to fight with us, you will definitely suffer a loss."
"Since you are an enemy, you should accept the insults from your enemies, because every insult will make you stronger."
"Wanhuo, the Yu Dynasty has been surviving until now, but it should have been destroyed long ago. You are not a living person, but the flames cultivate spiritual wisdom."
"Come here, come into the embrace of our Ten Thousand Demons Pit. With your ability, you will definitely be a strong man in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit! By then, the world will be so big, where can you go?"
Before the Empress Yin Corpse finished speaking, she heard Wan Huo say angrily: "Fuck your grandma! Empress, don't think that I dare not touch you because you are the wife of the ancestor of the Corpse!"
"I am born as Emperor Shun's man, and die as Emperor Shun's ghost! Even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I will not walk with you!"
Before the Empress Yin Corpse said anything, the expressions of the evil spirits behind him changed.
As the saying goes, those who worry about the humiliation of their ministers will be the ones who want to humiliate their ministers and die. Even the empress’s corpse was pointed at her nose and yelled at by Mr. Wan Huo. Even if the empress could endure it, she herself could not endure it.
General Yinfeng jumped out first and cursed: "You bastard! You are looking for death!"
His body suddenly turned into a dark wind, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Mr. Wan Huo.
The Yinfeng General is one of the four evil spirit corps. The Yinfeng General can suppress countless subordinates. His ability is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary evil spirits.
At least on par with a domain lord outside the two domains of heaven and earth.
So as soon as he moved his hand, the whole space became cold.
Mr. Wan Huo sneered, stretched out his hand, and the flames rose into the sky and spread slowly around. Wherever the flames went, the wind dissipated and the cold was no longer there.
Even the Empress' Inferi was forced out of the circle by the flames.
There is no way, the color of this flame is slightly purple, and it may have reached the most terrifying temperature. Purple has always been the color of the sun and the strongest, and it is also the color that can best burn ghosts.
Mr. Wan Huo said coldly: "The Ancestor of the Corpse and the Emperor fought so hard, how can you just talk about it casually? If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude!"
The Empress Yin Corpse laughed, stretched out her hands and pressed down, with her as the center, all the flames around her were excluded. She laughed softly: "If you want to play, I will play with you! I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another roar was heard, and then a huge ball of light soared into the sky from the steam, illuminating the entire wasteland.
This was the first time the empress' corpse showed this expression on her face, because the light ball was so full of Yang energy that it almost turned the night into day!