Asking about longevity

Chapter 496: Melee (More updates for the alliance leader’s passing passengers~)

The altar was filled with terrifying corpse aura.

The original ancestor of the Lu family has now been refined into the "King of Corpses".

Its eyes were dark, with a little blood red in the pupils, and a hint of dark gold in the blood red. It looked completely different from other zombies.

The zombie aura on the corpse king's body was so strong that it was almost solid, like gray-black blood, wrapping around his body.

Its body suddenly swelled, and the originally dry corpse gradually became burly, more than nine feet tall, with blood coagulated.

The corpse king's whole body is full of evil power, and his aura is cold and terrifying. He has a cruelty under indifference and a terrifying majesty.

Zhang Quan looked obsessed and murmured:

"well!"

"As expected of the Corpse King!"

"He is worthy of being the Corpse King who commands thousands of zombies. This corpse aura and majesty are truly extraordinary!"

"I, Zhang Quan, have lived up to the expectations of my ancestors and the blood of the Zhang family. I have finally refined the master of the corpse king in the Zhang family's corpse path!"

Zhang Quan knelt down with a plop, kowtowed several times to the open space on the other side.

"My ancestors are here, my disciple Zhang Quan is proud of his ancestors!"

Zhang Quan kowtowed and stood up, took a deep breath, then took out the pitch-black corpse-controlling bell that was neither stone nor wood, neither copper nor iron, and rang the corpse-controlling bell.

As soon as the bell rang, the Corpse King's eyes turned, as if he came to life.

At the same time, the iron coffins of the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation began to move.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and iron-green palms stretched out from the coffin. Iron corpses, one after another, climbed out of the iron coffin at the command of the Corpse King, kowtowed to the Corpse King, and kowtowed to Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan is overjoyed!

He could feel that by commanding the Corpse King, he could control more than twenty iron corpses at the same time!

More than twenty iron corpses!

It means that more than twenty foundation-building combat forces are driven by him.

And this is just the beginning, there will be more in the future!

As long as you control the iron corpse, attack and kill the foundation-building monks in groups, then refine the foundation-building corpse into an iron corpse, and then use the iron corpse to kill the foundation-building monks...

This goes on and on, and there are more and more iron corpses under his command.

Without the Corpse King, he could only control one or two iron corpses at the same time.

But with the Corpse King, he can control even hundreds of iron corpses at the same time.

In this way, he has a demonic "corpse soldier" that is completely controlled by himself and is comparable to a second-grade Taoist soldier!

In the second-level state boundary, this corpse soldier can sweep everything and is invincible!

For a moment, Zhang Quan was elated.

But just when Zhang Quan was immersed in fantasy, he didn't even realize that there was an iron corpse behind him. His dull eyes turned slightly green, and he slowly turned his head to look at him.

The iron corpse opened its mouth, revealing its iron-green fangs.

It silently walked behind Zhang Quan, opened its bloody mouth, its fangs were sharp and rotten, tempered with dark green corpse poison, and bit Zhang Quan's neck suddenly!

The sinister wind gusts, danger is coming!

Zhang Quan suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if something was standing behind him. Its smelly breath sprayed on the back of his neck, making his hair stand on end.

In the corner of his eye, there was an ugly livid corpse face, and a pair of vicious fangs!

Zhang Quan was shocked and turned his body aside quickly.

But the time was too short, and Zhang Quan couldn't avoid it. Although he avoided the vital point on this side of his body, his right shoulder was still scratched with two bloody marks by the iron corpse's fangs, and his clothes were torn and soaked in blood.

The cold and weird corpse poison followed the wound, mixed with the blood, and flowed throughout the body.

Zhang Quan felt that there was an inhuman, bloodthirsty consciousness gradually occupying his consciousness.

Iron corpse poison!

Zhang Quan was frightened and hurriedly stepped back a few feet, took out a bottle of elixir and drank it, temporarily suppressing the corpse poison in his body.

The corpse poison was suppressed, Zhang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes turned cold and he looked at the iron corpse.

This iron corpse wants to kill me? !

But what surprised him was that the iron corpse only bit him once, and then stopped moving and stopped.

Zhang Quan frowned, "What's going on?"

He looked wary and took a closer look.

I found that except for this iron corpse, except for the fangs stained with my own blood, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

Zhang Quan tried to control it.

This iron corpse moved forward and backward, completely under his control, without any sign of losing control.

Zhang Quan frowned.

Just when he was puzzled, without any warning, another iron corpse suddenly appeared. His eyes rolled, his pupils changed slightly, his fangs opened, and he rushed towards Zhang Quan.

This time Zhang Quan was on guard and quickly turned over and retreated, barely dodging.

And this iron corpse also only attacked once, then stopped, its pupils were gray and there was no movement.

Zhang Quan's face was sullen, his thoughts changing rapidly.

"how so?"

Intermittent loss of control?

Is the Corpse King not practicing well, or is there something wrong with his own control over corpses?

Because there are too many iron corpses, so for a while, they can't be controlled, so what happens to the corpses?

Zhang Quan was shocked and confused.

But before he could think anything, another iron corpse suddenly rose up and pounced from behind him.

This time it was not one, but two. The attack stopped once, and a moment later, the zombies that attacked gradually turned into three...

Zhang Quan was tired of fighting, and there were more and more zombie bite marks on his body...

But he was still confused and had no idea what was happening.

Lu Chengyun, who was hiding in the dark and controlling the iron corpse, smiled sinisterly.

Mo Hua, who saw everything in his eyes, also scolded Zhang Quan for being a fool.

Lu Chengyun is playing with you. How big is your brain? Can't you figure out such a simple thing?

And when Zhang Quan was beaten all over by Lu Chengyun, he finally realized it.

Someone is controlling these iron corpses!

The Iron Corpse is controlled by the Corpse King.

And in this corpse mine, who can control the Corpse King?

Zhang Quan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Lu Chengyun!"

"You fucking..."

"Hide your head and show your tail, come out for me!"

Now that things have happened, Lu Chengyun no longer hides, but slowly walks out from behind the altar.

Zhang Quan was startled, then said bitterly:

"It's really you!"

Lu Chengyun said gently: "Brother Zhang, I treat you sincerely, but I didn't expect that you would hide it from me and want to take away my corpse king and ruin my plan?"

Zhang Quan looked surprised, frowned and asked:

"When did you find out?"

Lu Chengyun smiled but did not answer, but said calmly:

"Now that things have happened, does it still make sense for you to ask these questions?"

Zhang Quan's eyes twitched.

Indeed, by now, Tu Qiongdiao saw that the two of them had already fallen out. It was a life-or-death situation. It was meaningless to know this.

Zhang Quan sneered:

"When did this Corpse King become yours? It was made using my Zhang family's bronze coffin and my Zhang family's corpse refining method. It should have belonged to my Zhang family!"

Lu Chengyun shook his head and said, "Brother Zhang is wrong. The corpse used by the Corpse King is the corpse of my ancestor of the Lu family."

Zhang Quan sneered, "What do you call the Lu family? You are just a son-in-law who relies on women to get to the position and follows the influence. What does the Lu family have to do with you?"

These words seemed to hit a sore spot in Lu Chengyun's mind.

His eyelids twitched slightly, his smile became more feminine, he was silent for a moment, and then sighed:

"Brother Zhang, I have known for a long time that you have second thoughts..."

"I told you, everyone has two minds, and I don't blame you."

"But you should never, never, ever get involved with this corpse king."

"This corpse king is beyond the control of your kind!"

Zhang Quan laughed angrily, "Are you worthy? You are a sneaky little person who is greedy for fame and wealth. You are a cheap person. You have earned spiritual stones and you have to bribe people everywhere. How can you think about it?"

Lu Chengyun's face twisted, he drew out a thin sword, and with a flash of sword light, he went straight to Zhang Feng's door.

Zhang Quan spat, swallowed a corpse blood pill, and suddenly turned into a corpse. His body was ashen, his eyes were red, and he fought with Lu Chengyun.

Suddenly, the sword light was everywhere, and the corpse energy was everywhere.

The surrounding coffins were shaken into fine crumbs by the sword energy and fist wind.

Mo Hua looked into the distance and found that the coffin of the little zombie he controlled was far away and would not be affected by the battle. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to watch the show.

The two people had always had grudges for a long time, but they each tolerated it. When the feud broke out, neither of them held back.

It's just that Zhang Quan, who was on drugs, was obviously no match for Lu Chengyun. In addition, Lu Chengyun had previously controlled the Iron Corpse to attack him in a sneak attack, and he was injured. At this time, he was just barely holding on.

Zhang Quan fought for a while and forced Lu Chengyun back with one punch, then he thought about controlling the Corpse King and killing Lu Chengyun.

Under his control, the Corpse King's pupils shrank and his blood became darker.

But at the same time, Lu Chengyun also used his spiritual thoughts to control the Corpse King with the evil spirit formation.

The two of them took control together.

The corpse king's pupils flickered between bright and dark, his blood color suddenly became darker and lighter, his murderous intent became stronger and weaker. After a while, he became as silent as wood and stone.

Mo Hua's mind moved slightly.

It seems that the control of the two parties conflicts with each other, and when the strength and weakness cannot be distinguished, the corpse king will not help each other.

Seeing that they could not control the Corpse King, Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan began to use the Corpse King to control the Iron Corpse.

Zhang Quan rang the bell and Lu Chengyun controlled the formation.

After a stalemate between the two, each controlled a part of the iron corpse.

Zhang Quan controlled eleven corpses, while Lu Chengyun was stronger than Zhang Quan and controlled thirteen iron corpses.

Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun fought each other again.

The iron corpses on both sides also began to fight, and the situation became even more chaotic.

Mo Hua climbed onto the altar again to avoid being affected by the battle.

After climbing to the top of the altar, Mo Hua looked down again and found that the situation was getting clearer.

Zhang Quan's strength was not as good as Lu Chengyun's, and he controlled two fewer iron corpses than Lu Chengyun, so he was naturally even more disadvantaged.

After a fierce battle, Lu Chengyun's clothes were a little torn, but his expression was calm and his aura was steady.

Zhang Quan, on the other hand, was in a miserable state, covered with scars and panting.

Mo Hua shook his head. If this continues, Zhang Quan will be finished.

Once Zhang Quan is defeated and Lu Chengyun becomes the dominant player, he will not be able to fish in troubled waters.

Why not help Zhang Quan?

Mo Hua blinked and his heart moved slightly.

Sneaky, use your little hands and feet...

It's a good time to try and see if the Spiritual Pivot Formation you drew is effective.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and then he sat cross-legged and meditated, holding his breath and concentrating, quietly sensing.

Therefore, while Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun were fighting, no one noticed that there was another obscure spiritual consciousness that silently communicated with the formation on the corpse king's chest, and controlled the corpse king without anyone noticing, and The King of Borrowed Corpses controlled some of the iron corpses...

An extra chapter, written before twelve o'clock~

It is also for the leader’s passing passengers to add more~

Thank you for being the leader~

Because I write slowly, I have to add more updates this time, which took a long time. Sorry.

Finally, it happens to be between the Mid-Autumn Festival and the National Day. I wish everyone a happy holiday~