The zombie monks in the combined stage probably will not have such a tragic fate, but the principle is the same.
Chen Hao didn't believe that if their legs were cut off, they would still be able to fly like before.
With a clang, an extremely loud sound of gold and iron echoed in the air.
This is a top-level sixth-grade magic weapon flying sword. The sound of cutting it on Chang Fifty-four's thigh is like cutting on an iron block.
The fifty-four-year-old thigh was unscathed, but his pants were cut and a deep sword mark appeared on the purple thigh, without even blood flowing out.
Or maybe, Chang Wusi died a long time ago, and the blood has long solidified.
"Hard enough!"
When Chen Hao saw this, he was not surprised. His consciousness commanded the flying sword to continue slashing.
In the Fusion Stage, the monk's physical body, soul, and soul merge into one body, known as the immortal golden body. The physical body is as tough as a magic weapon, and it's not just talk.
Chen Hao naturally understood this, so he didn't expect a magic weapon of a lower level to be able to cut off the 54-year-old thigh in one go.
it's out of the question.
Just like a Nascent Soul monk holding a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon and attacking Chen Hao with all his strength, it would be impossible to do anything to Chen Hao.
But anyway, Chang Fifty-Four doesn't know how to hide, let alone use his skills to resist, so he just keeps cutting.
A rope cuts a tree, and a drop of water penetrates a stone. I don’t believe it. Your thighs can carry it till the end of time?
When the ninety-seventh prince cultivated the Prajna Vajra Body, was his physical body strong?
Why don't you still be forcibly destroyed by me within a cup of tea?
Chen Hao felt that one of the flying swords was too slow, so he stretched out his hand and another flying sword also flew over, crisscrossing back and forth and slashing down.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng... The sound of gold and iron chiming one after another resounded through the sky.
Chen Hao's hands were not idle either. With a few flicks of his fingers, he fired one body-holding technique, one thousand catties technique, and one body-binding technique, and landed on Chang Wusi.
These are all small spells. Naturally, they cannot trap powerful monks in the integration stage, but they can cause a continuous impact, delaying the speed by fifty-four, and always maintaining the same safe distance.
With magic power, Chen Hao has many means to check and balance the zombie monks who only have physical strength.
Even a zombie monk in the combined stage! Finally, under the constant slashing of two flying swords, a 54-year-old thigh separated from the body and fell from the sky with splashes of black blood.
After losing one thigh, the fifty-four-year-old suddenly lost his balance. Even if one foot could still step on the air and condense the vortex, it was ultimately not as good as two feet to balance back and forth. He barely jumped a few times, then fell down from the air.
Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, stopped, and reached down with his consciousness.
After falling more than 10,000 meters, Chang Wusi forcibly stabilized his body and jumped up with one leg. However, his speed was greatly reduced, dozens of times worse than before. After jumping several thousand meters, he lost his balance again.
, fell again.
"I'd better help you."
Chen Hao groaned, stretched out his hand, and fired two flying swords at him, continuing to slash fiercely.
A moment later, the other 54-foot-long thigh was also cut off.
Now he could no longer step into the air and fell straight down, like a lead weight, hitting the ground hard with a bang.
A huge pit appeared on the ground, filled with smoke and dust.
The next moment, with a deep roar, Chang Fifty-Four soared into the sky.
Falling from a high altitude naturally had no impact on the physically strong Chang Wusi. On the contrary, after landing on the ground, his body was supported and he was able to support the ground with his hands and jump into the air again.
However, jumping with both hands is much worse than jumping with two feet. Although Chang Wusi can jump several thousand meters high with the strength of his body, that's all. Moreover, his hands do not have the ability to step into the air with his feet, so he cannot
It turns in the air and continues to rise. After reaching the highest point, it will fall.
In this way, the danger level of Chang Fifty-Four has plummeted, and it is almost the same as that of an ordinary monk in the Void Refining Stage. As long as Chen Hao stands at an altitude of 10,000 meters, he will be safe.
However, Chen Hao was still worried. He had time anyway, so he commanded the flying sword and chopped off Chang Fifty-four's arms.
Having lost his limbs, Long Wusi could no longer jump. His dough-like body kept erecting, thrusting back and forth like a carp. Not to mention, the height of his erecting was not low, at least more than ten meters high.
Only then did Chen Hao let him go, and then followed the same pattern and went to deal with the other four zombie monks in the integration stage.
These people were originally his own, but after turning into zombies, they could no longer distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Chen Hao had no choice but to take action.
Soon, the five combined-stage zombie monks all turned into dough, and started a carp-fighting contest on the ground to see who could jump higher. The smoke and dust filled the air, as if there was a storm.
Chen Hao thought they were making trouble, so he found a few broken magic weapons that still had certain functions, and nailed them all to the ground.
As a result, these zombie monks in the combined stage finally stopped moving and could only circle back and forth around the magic weapon.
As for the other zombie monks in the Void Refining Stage, although they are also very strong, they are much easier to deal with. Chen Hao did not have the time to chop off their legs and feet. He directly used Samadhi True Fire to burn them, and then flew up to the sky to watch quietly.
With.
With magic power, there are many ways to completely kill these zombie monks.
Soon, the zombie monks were burned to ashes and scattered in the wind.
As for the monks in the integration stage, it would take a lot of mana to burn them to ashes, but since they were immobilized anyway, Chen Hao naturally would not waste his energy in vain, so he simply ignored them and dragged the Eighty-sixth Princess to the ground.
At this time, the two paper figures came over and handed a lot of storage bags to Chen Hao.
They were paper figures, not living things, so the zombie monks turned a blind eye to them and were not damaged at all. After completing the task of touching the corpses assigned by Chen Hao, they kept waiting. Finally, they waited until Chen Hao landed, and then they came up and offered their harvest.
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Chen Hao didn't look carefully and put all the storage bags into the Tiandao Merit Tower, and then put away the paper figures.
The owner of these storage bags has the lowest cultivation level and is in the middle stage of Void Refining. There must be a lot of good things, but Chen Hao doesn't have time to look at them. The most important thing is to treat the Eighty-sixth Princess now.
He was about to transform into a spiritual body when he suddenly felt a faint gaze above his head looking at him.
Chen Hao looked up and was surprised.
I saw a blue face suddenly appear in the sky in the southeast direction, where those vague humanoid shadows were originally.
A blue face the size of a millstone.
To be precise, it is not a frontal face, but a face that is about to be turned around. Only part of the outline of the blue face can be vaguely seen.
Chen Hao saw one of its eyes, part of its nose and half of its mouth.
Such facial features seem to be the same as those of humans.
But Chen Hao had a shuddering feeling, because he knew from the vague outline that this could never be a human face.
Because the outline of the blue face's facial features is linear, just like the lines before the sketch is completed, it has a weird abstract meaning.