Chapter 1156: The Ancestor of Hurun's Three Worshiping Corpses
Everyone knows that the Ancestor of Corpse does not want Di Ming to grow any longer, so this blow must be earth-shattering and unstoppable.
Everyone is a master among masters, so they naturally know not to let him attack with all his strength. He heard a loud shout, but it was His Majesty the God Emperor who was the first to take action.
The Bible he was holding in his left hand suddenly shattered, and countless papers fluttered and flew towards the Ancestor of the Corpse. While those papers were still in the air, a soft white light emitted.
Some of the anger was forced back.
The Ancestor of the Corpse suddenly turned his head, his eyes gleaming with light. In an instant, the white light suddenly went out, and then the fire burned brightly, and the paper in the sky immediately turned into ashes.
His Majesty the God Emperor grunted and took a few steps back involuntarily. This Bible is what nourishes his soul, and it is usually used as a weapon.
But the ancestor of corpses stared, and the Bible and part of his soul were burned to the ground.
Seeing His Majesty the God Emperor become sluggish, I grabbed his collar, pulled him back, and shouted: "Don't fight hard!"
The next second, the black and white sword energy suddenly cut through the sky, beheading the ancestor of the corpse.
Yu Buren's eyes were one gold and one silver, and he roared sternly: "Three inches down from the left shoulder! That is the point where his Yin Qi condenses!"
The ancestor of the corpse's face was as dark as water, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, and the black and white sword light was caught in his hand. He rubbed it randomly a few times, and then threw it out. The original sword light had turned into a black and white sword.
round ball.
This time it only scared me out of my mind and screamed: "Back off!"
Just kidding, the black and white sword of life and death is formed by the intersection of extreme yin and extreme yang. It was the special means used by Tianzi to fuse them together. Wherever the sword light touches, it is truly invincible and extremely powerful.
But the ancestor of the corpse crumpled the sword light into a ball, and the balance between extreme yin and extreme yang was instantly broken, which would explode!
Some people leaned over, some backed away, and some put up their hands, ready for defense. At this moment, the black and white ball exploded instantly, and only black Yin Qi and white Yang Qi were seen everywhere.
Splashing, flying sand and rocks, popping out like bullets.
Chen Wuye shouted: "Fourth! Your control is too poor! It's easy for the ancestor of corpses to use it as a breakthrough point! Use physical attacks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black cord suddenly emerged from the dust. Someone shouted loudly, and the black cord was already wrapped around the ancestor of the corpse.
The corpse ancestor's body shook slightly, and the black cord instantly burned into ashes. Someone in the dust groaned and retreated again.
The Ancestor of the Corpse smiled and said: "Di Ming, you are considered an outstanding person to have so many subordinates who dare to die for you. If you are willing to surrender to me, from now on, you will still be the controller of Middle-earth!"
Commander Di Ming said nothing and still had his head half lowered. Under his hands, a faint yellow light was constantly lingering around him.
The Ancestor of Corpses shook his head and said: "What a pity. You should have achieved higher achievements, but now you have to die in my hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw seven or eight exorcists coming from the dust. The one who bore the brunt had a calm demeanor and a resolute face. He stretched out his hand and clapped it, shouting: "Suppress!"
The Pangu flag quickly rose from the ground, instantly shrouding the Ancestor of Corpses in its core.
Behind him, He Zhonghua held a demon knife to suppress ghosts, his eyes widened angrily: "Ten seconds!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless fine runes appeared on his body. These runes continued to flow on his body, and then gradually flowed towards the demon sword to suppress ghosts.
Feeling the aura of He Zhonghua, the Corpse Ancestor finally raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes slightly awe-inspiring. But before he could speak, he heard Zhang Wuren shouting: "Yang is the sky! Yin is the earth! Suppress!"
The Pangu flag flew in the sky, and the flag continued to expand, forcing the Ancestor of the Corpse down from the air.
The Ancestor of the Corpse praised: "What a great Pangu flag! What a great Zhang Wuren!"
The next second, you can see that the body of the ancestor of corpses continues to expand and expand.
Zhang Wuren changed the yin and yang in his hands, and shouted again: "Yin and yang coexist! The sun and the moon appear together! Zhenzhen!"
The Yin-Yang Heaven-turning Hand and the Pangu Banner worked together to suppress the Ancestor of Corpses until he could not move. Even the mountain-like aura just now was suppressed by him.
The indifference and confidence on the face of the Corpse Ancestor finally disappeared. He walked forward slowly and said, "People say that Zhang Wuren is the strongest person in China besides Di Ming. Now it seems that it is indeed the case!"
"But do you think you are the same Fuxi you were back then? You want to suppress me again with the same method?"
The Ancestor of the Corpse suddenly roared, and his body climbed higher and higher in this huge momentum. The Pangu flag that originally restrained the Ancestor of the Corpse began to tremble violently.
Zhang Wuren's hands were as if he were carrying a thousand-jin weight, and he was trembling slightly. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and it was obvious that he could no longer bear it.
Suddenly a black umbrella came from the sky, and then Chen Wuye shouted: "I'm here to help you!"
As soon as the black umbrella approached, it suddenly exploded, and the spare necklace hidden in the black umbrella wrapped around it like an octopus. But the ancestor of the corpse only shook slightly, and the Wuxin umbrella instantly fell apart and shattered on the spot.
Chen Wuye cursed: "F*ck! So strong!"
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, but immediately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a casual move, a rune saber fell into his hand, and he rushed towards it.
Beside him, Senior Brother Longhushan, Taoist Priest Maoshan Qingfeng, Yu Buren, Tiemu'er, Zhang Sanling, and seven or eight familiar and unknown masters swarmed forward and wanted to chop the ancestor of corpses into mincemeat.
Faced with the siege of so many strong men, even the Ancestor of the Corpse was unwilling to be beaten passively. He raised his hand with difficulty and gave Zhang Wuren a weak slap, and he saw Zhang Wuren vomiting blood and flying backwards.
He bent his body slightly again and allowed the Yu sword, Buddhist beads, ancient pine pattern sword, and various weapons to hit him.
The huge pressure came, making the ancestor of corpses couldn't help but groan.
This was also the first time he made such a sound since the beginning of the war.
Yu Buren's eyes were shining with gold and silver, and he shouted loudly: "Under the ribs! Lower abdomen! Heart! Between the eyebrows! Throat!"
What he was talking about were all the parts that the Corpse Ancestor must pass through when he circulates Yin Qi. Once these parts are destroyed, the Corpse Ancestor's control over the Yin and Yang Qi will be greatly reduced.
Everyone did not hesitate and rushed forward. Seven or eight masters instantly surrounded the Ancestor of Corpses.
But before they had time to be happy, they saw the ancestor of the corpse stretch his waist slightly and shouted: "Get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the exorcism masters groaned and then flew out.
The Ancestor of the Corpse swept his eyes and said with awe and authority: "He Zhonghua! Withdraw the knife!"
He Zhonghua turned a deaf ear, but suddenly someone behind him took a step forward and stood in front of He Zhonghua. The man stretched out his hand and put his hand between his eyebrows, and a bloody mark appeared between his eyebrows.
Then he bent down and bowed his head.
"Ancestor of corpses! Please accept my worship!"
My expression changed, why is Mr. Hu Runzhi here too! Isn't he sticking to Badaling?
But now there is no time to think about why Hu Runzhi appeared here. When he saw him bending down and bowing down, the originally aggressive Corpse Ancestor immediately stood firm and raised his head to look at Hu Runzhi.
Then the Ancestor of the Corpse sneered: "It's just you! Do you want to take my three souls and seven souls away?"
Hu Runzhi raised his body, but his face remained solemn. He bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood mist in front of himself, and shouted again: "Ancestor of corpses! Let me worship you again!"
The blood danced away and disappeared silently into the air. We only saw the gray-haired old man in front of He Zhonghua, bending down and still trembling slightly.
A double shadow appeared on the corpse ancestor's body, which was a sign that his three souls and seven souls were unstable.
But the Corpse Ancestor only concentrated slightly, and his soul had stabilized. But at this time, Hu Runzhi stood up again, steam was rising from his head, and his gray hair instantly turned pale, and then drifted away in the wind.
Hu Runzhi, who had lost his hair, bent down for the third time and shouted: "Ancestor of corpses! Three worships have passed! The soul has left the body!"
After bowing down, Hu Runzhi almost fell down in front of He Zhonghua. However, countless wrinkles appeared out of thin air on his face, his teeth fell out, and his eyes were cloudy.
He actually sacrificed his own life to pray for these three times! Even when he prayed to Miley, the great scientist, he was not forced to this extent!
Even the ancestor of corpses did not dare to look down upon Hu Runzhi's desperate effort. He stretched out his hand, and black energy fell from the sky, covering his whole body.
I saw that his three souls and seven souls were constantly dissipating. They were attracted by Hu Runzhi's soul worship method, and then dissipated in mid-air.
The Ancestor of the Corpse said in a deep voice: "Hu Runzhi, you are very strong! It's almost on par with the knife Deng Bochuan made before he died!"
"But you think you can deal with me even if you risk your own life?"
Hu Runzhi raised his head with difficulty, then grinned and said: "I know I can't take away your three souls and seven souls! The reason why I blocked my own life is to create a chance for He Zhonghua!"
"Ancestor of the Corpse! I don't know if you can withstand his sword!"
The face of the Corpse Ancestor suddenly changed color, and it was not until the moment Hu Runzhi fell that he saw a strange sword light had quietly condensed into shape.
Even he couldn't help but feel a palpitation in his heart with this sword strike!
This sword was also a sword that He Zhonghua risked his life for! But his three souls were unstable and his seven souls were incomplete. He wanted to turn around, but he couldn't move at all!
A smile appeared on Hu Runzhi's old face, and he said: "Zi Zhi Ancestor, how about you come together with me to lose your soul?"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Zhonghua responded in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Hu, don't worry, if he doesn't accompany you to destruction, we will all accompany you together!"
Hu Runzhi said with a smile: "Okay, old man, I'm running out of gas, so I'll wait for you on Huangquan Road first!"