A roar filled with overwhelming domineering power echoed in everyone's ears like a roar of thunder, making everyone present tremble in their hearts.
What is the identity of the Corpse Demon? He is one of the three great sages of Yi Ling Sect. The one who will be conferred as a god can be regarded as the top existence in the world. Who dares to say something that will make him die?
"Who is this? There is no such person in our information."
"Is this an expert hermit somewhere? No, it's not the critical moment yet. Even an expert hermit can't be so blatantly against us."
The members of the Yiling Sect looked at each other in shock, completely unaware of what was happening.
The people of the Daoxian Sect are also wondering. The people coming from the Daoxian Sect have different faces. Some of them are old people with gray hair, and some are still young boys. They are all different.
There are also many middle-aged people, but no one recognizes the figure who has his back to everyone. Everyone is as confused as a monk.
"The sky will never stop our Taoist Immortal Sect, Junior Sister Wu has someone to help her!" Dao Ming murmured to himself, but he felt a little lucky in his heart.
As the hope of Daoxian Sect, Wu Daimeng is the most important in the team. If she has any shortcomings in three games, Daoming will have no way to deal with her.
If this really happens, then Daoming's only solution is to take the evil dragon's body back to offset the blame.
Commendation? It doesn’t exist!
Not to mention how much improvement the Nielong corpse can bring to the sect, just getting the news about the Nielong can already cause the Daoxian Sect to get into a lot of trouble.
No matter how good the unfinished good thing is, it is not as good as a real good seedling!
"Who are you? Tell me your name!" The corpse demon's face finally darkened, and his words were full of cold murderous intent.
The corpse demon is notoriously petty. He didn't get angry before just because he had everything under control. Now that something unexpected happened, he naturally couldn't control his anger. The powerful momentum and killing intent poured out without reservation, which was overwhelming.
Out of breath.
"Daoxian Sect, Longhu Peak, Zhang Ruozhuo!"
The middle-aged man responded in a muffled voice, but what he said made everyone in the Daoxian Sect open their mouths.
"What!" The young man with sharp eyebrows shouted out loud. It was Xia Mingjian, the elder of Changxia Peak who was quite dissatisfied with Zhang Ruozhuo before leaving.
Not only him, but all the Daoxian Sect elders have a question in their minds - how can Junior Brother Zhang be so strong!
Zhang Ruozhuo started relatively late among the ninety-one generation disciples. Except for little Loli Wu Daimeng, all the elders of the Taoist Immortal Sect present started the class earlier than him, so they are all his senior brothers and sisters.
Not long after Zhang Ruozhuo started practicing, he encountered an accident that forced the two sects to force him out. When the Feng Sect was almost completely destroyed, he had not even fully embarked on the path. There was no one to guide him on the path of practice, let alone what he had become since then.
In the eyes of everyone, he is a scoundrel and a scumbag of the sect who has no ambition to make progress.
However, now he punched the zombie demon's corpse in front of everyone, and even threatened to let the zombie demon come down and die?
This world is so crazy!
All the elders of Daoxian Sect had such thoughts in their hearts, and they were a little confused for a while.
Unlike everyone else in the Daoxian Sect, little Loli was not immersed in shock. She perked up after hearing Zhang Ruozhuo's voice and jumped up excitedly, "Brother Zhang, you are really fine! Sister Fairy really didn't lie to me!"
"Sister Fairy?" A figure of a woman suddenly appeared in Zhang Ruozhuo's mind. He wanted to ask the little Lolita but didn't ask.
Now is not the time for chatting.
Zhang Ruozhuo gathered his mind and stared straight at the giant in the sky with a pair of tiger eyes. A dull but powerful voice swept from the ground to high in the sky.
"Zombie Demon, come down and die!"
The giant's face became more and more gloomy, and black lightning bolts gathered in the sky, as if the whole sky was angry.
Thunder is originally the most powerful thing, and it can be regarded as a natural enemy for people in the corpse path. However, when the corpse demon is angry, black thunder will condense in the sky. It seems to be contrary to common sense, but in fact there is another mystery.
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This is the Corpse Yin Thunder specially used to refine the puppet corpse. Using the Corpse Yin Thunder when refining the puppet corpse can greatly improve the quality and power of the puppet corpse, and even allow the puppet corpse to transform into a holy corpse.
The Holy Corpse is the dream of all people in the Corpse Path. The Holy Corpse is also the sacred among corpses. The most powerful thunder will not only not hurt the Holy Corpse at all, but will make it stronger.
The holy corpse has no weaknesses.
Therefore, in the eyes of those in the Corpse Path, mastering the Corpse Burying Yin Thunder is the key to the highest, which cannot be mastered by anyone but a master of the Corpse Path.
One can imagine how high the corpse demon's attainments in the corpse path are and how terrifying his strength is.
"Junior, let me tell you what the sky and the earth mean!"
A black thunderbolt as thick as a bucket streaked across the sky, like a black python climbing down the sky. It seemed slow but was actually extremely fast.
Zhang Ruozhuo, who was standing in front of the little Lolita, not only did not flinch, but instead stepped forward to violently and directly meet the flying black electric snake.
"If you are violent, I will be more violent than you!"
Zhang Ruozhuo shouted loudly in his heart. The veins on his solid muscles were coiled like a horned dragon, extending inch by inch on his arms, which looked very visually impactful.
The approaching dark thunder bared its teeth and claws in Zhang Ruozhuo's eyes, but only received a sneer from him.
One punch!
The moment he punched, Zhang Ruozhuo's right hand seemed to replace the virtual sun, emitting a brilliant light, and the dark clouds covering the sky were penetrated by this brilliant light.
The right fist made of fine steel collided with the thunder with supreme divine power. The furious jet-black electric snake roared and collided with the five-fingered palm, stirring up circles of electric light ripples.
The flesh-and-blood body fought against the might of Huang Huang, but it was the dark electric snake that fell behind. After a brief confrontation, Zhang Ruozhuo transformed his fist into a claw and grasped the flying electric snake in his hand.
If you look carefully, you will see flying dragons and tigers circling outside Zhang Ruozhuo's palms, completely isolating the thunder from his fleshy palms and not hurting him at all.
The thunder that refused to remain silent flickered and jumped in his hand, and powerful auras of destruction struck the flying dragons and tigers, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.
Zhang Ruozhuo held the thunderbolt in his hand and stood quietly in the air, his ordinary-looking face raised to face the corpse demon higher up, "Are you planning to end your life yourself or use a puppet corpse? As a way to take care of the elderly, I will give you three moves.
This thunderbolt just now can be regarded as the first move."
The two parties who had stopped fighting invariably looked at the battle in the sky. Zhang Ruozhuo's words still echoed on the battlefield, but they aroused different reactions from the two parties.
"If you dare to talk to the Corpse Lord like this, I bet his next move will kill him completely."
"That's it, Zhang Ruozhuo of Longhu Peak, I have never heard of such a number one person."
Everyone in the Yi Ling Sect has great confidence in the corpse demon, not to mention that Zhang Ruozhuo really has no reputation in the monastic world, and can even be called - borrowing no name.
For such an unknown person, is it not a matter of three punches and two kicks in the hands of the zombie demon?
The corpse demon laughed in anger, and the huge ferocious faces were crowded together. It looked a bit funny, but the next moment it turned into extremely terrifying.
I saw the corpse demon forcefully separating his upper and lower jaws, and his mouth opened wide as if it had been forcibly opened. A stream of black demonic energy mixed with a thick corpse aura came out of the ferocious giant mouth.
As the meaningless syllables came out of the corpse demon's throat, it seemed as if some ferocious beast that had been sleeping for a long time slowly woke up. Without warning, everyone's hearts slowed down for a beat and trembled violently.
"What's there?"
The little Loli clutched her straight chest, her already exhausted body felt even more uncomfortable, and her face became even more ugly.
Although Zhang Ruozhuo, who was holding the electric light in his hand, did not lower his head, he seemed to be aware of it. He waved his right hand and threw the electric light in his hand towards the precarious little Lolita.
Although the electric light is a technique of the corpse demon, it seems to be used by Yuan Chen now. The flying electric light instantly turned into a tight barrier, firmly protecting the little loli within it, and all pressure was blocked. It's outside.
This skill alone amazes everyone.
However, now everyone's attention was attracted by the corpse demon. As time passed, a pair of small hands as white and tender as a baby stretched out from the corpse demon's huge teeth.
The moment the little hand was exposed, the sky seemed to be swallowed by the huge mouth of the abyss, and suddenly it became dark like night.