I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

A man was knocked to the ground with blood on his mouth.

Zombies are stronger than physical cultivators, and their bodies are even stronger than magic weapons of the same level.

However, several cultivators who have passed the tribulation have a slight change of expression and look happy.

"Can fight!"

"This is a cripple!"

"Let's go together and kill it and get rich!"

"I'm afraid it was raised by some old devil!"

"Who cares? At worst, we can go back to the Central Immortal Realm and stay in the main vein for a thousand years."

"······"

As everyone spoke, a big battle began.

Eight cultivators who have passed the tribulation besieged a seventh-grade corpse that had just awakened, and it was a cripple who could not completely control the immortal body. They used all kinds of trump cards in their hands.

Among these people, there are many disciples from large sects, and immortal treasures and immortal scrolls are all out.

For a while, they actually suppressed the zombie.

"Roar!"

After a long time, Fu Shi's body was covered with various wounds. It suddenly roared and spit out a black object.

The next moment, it swelled up in the wind and turned into a black banana fan as big as a person!

"Damn, a seventh-grade underworld weapon?"

"Not good!"

"This Fu Shi is not right!"

"Damn, is it some old devil who was forced to die and had to be reborn as a zombie?"

"······"

Everyone burst out at the same time, throwing out all the trump cards.

The black banana fan was also danced by Fu Shi. In an instant, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the wind blew, as if the gate of hell was wide open.

The deadly wind formed a unique force, blowing on the cultivators, making them all pale.

The body, the soul, seemed to be scraped and the flesh was cut.

······

This stalemate lasted for more than half an hour. Although Fu Shi was seriously injured, four of the eight cultivators who had crossed the tribulation had died, and the rest were just lingering.

This place is not big, but it is very solid and has not been damaged much.

In such a violent storm, an extremely weak poisonous ant came out from the space crack behind the coffin.

If it were not for the coffin, the ant would have been annihilated into slag.

However, even with the coffin, the ant obviously could not hold on for a few breaths. The death impact of the coffin alone could kill the ant.

At this time, a blood-colored book suddenly emerged, and it looked as if it had drilled out of the space crack.

This sudden change naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The four seriously injured and lingering tribulation cultivators first sank in their hearts, thinking that the demon cultivator behind the zombie had appeared.

But after discovering the alert attitude of Fu Shi, they found something wrong.

The next moment, the book slowly opened, and a huge space passage appeared in front of everyone.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a man with silver hair, peerless appearance, and like an immortal god stepped out calmly.

Following closely behind him was a young man with a good temperament.

However, compared with the silver-haired man, he was much inferior, like a little follower.

The sudden change made the entire battle stop abruptly, including the corpse, who did not act rashly, and fell into a strange silence. Obviously, the corpse was intelligent!

It should not be a normal corpse transformation!

After Wang Zijia came out, his expression was calm, after all, he had known the situation through the ants.

However, Yao Wenxuan's face turned black, looking at the four corpses lying on the ground, he said bitterly: "I know that the world is unreliable, and there is no normal luck!"

"Don't be ungrateful. You are just about to become an immortal, and the corpse is sent to you. With this top-grade immortal material, most of the resources for becoming an immortal are solved!" In his mind, Tong Laogui roared.

Wang Zijia looked at the dead ant calmly and said to Yao Wenxuan: "I don't think so. It seems that you are really lucky."

The words of the two made the eyes of the four monks who were crossing the tribulation brighten.

"My fellow Taoist, this place has been sealed. If you want to get out, please act quickly. Let's kill this monster together."

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the corpse probably knew what the result would be. Without saying anything, he fanned the black banana fan in his hand.

The death energy came like a physical impact.

Although the zombie looked obviously in poor condition and was seriously injured, Wang Zijia did not despise it. He had just been messed with by the turbid fairy. He was very alert to any seventh-grade fairy creature.

After several defenses were formed in a row, he was surprised to find that the attack felt a little weak and could not be compared with Qi Chounu at all!

The seventh-grade corpse and the seventh-grade underworld weapon should not be much more terrifying than the turbid fairy, because of the injury?

Compared to Wang Zijia's easy defense, Yao Wenxuan's was even more exaggerated. He was going to defend, but he was stunned.

The next moment, his body generated suction, as if he had encountered a tonic, and swallowed all these things!

Then, Wang Zijia and several monks who were crossing the tribulation were shocked to find that Yao Wenxuan's body was flashing with strong vitality, and his eyes suddenly became frightening as he looked at the zombie.

"Roar!"

The zombie seemed to have discovered some terrifying natural enemy, and actually showed fear.

"How about my corpse weapon? This corpse is very useful to me!" Yao Wenxuan did not do anything immediately, but suddenly said something to Wang Zijia without a beginning or an end.

Wang Zijia said: "You can attack!"

"Good!" Yao Wenxuan said happily.

For the past six months, the two have lived in a closed world without outsiders.

Yao Wenxuan had almost no contact with monks in six hundred years. The six months of getting along was actually enough for the two to become close friends.

Although Yao Wenxuan was always wary of Wang Zijia due to Tong Laogui's obstruction, it did not affect the familiarity between the two.

So in just one sentence, the distribution problem is determined.

Then, Yao Wenxuan looked at the remaining four people and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

Wang Zijia looked at the expressions of the four of them and said without waiting for them to speak: "We can also go back and wait for a long time before coming!"

The four people who originally wanted to say something immediately said: "The help of the two of you is already a life-saving kindness. How can we be so greedy!"

"Roar!"

Although Fu Shi was very afraid of Yao Wenxuan, he was instantly furious when he saw that they were discussing and distributing him as cargo in front of him.

But instead of taking action against Yao Wenxuan, he suddenly launched a desperate attack on the four surviving tribulation monks, intending to deal with the four of them first.

The four people immediately spat out several mouthfuls of blood and began to fight desperately.

Wang Zijia and Yao Wenxuan didn't watch the show either. Wang Zijia didn't test it in the slightest, and directly exploded ten pages of the book, merging the power of transcending the limit of tribulation, turning into several invisible flying swords, and cutting them.

After being banned from the Jedi for half a year, most of his abilities have been restored.

Yao Wenxuan also hit the target with his first move. He took a deep breath and endless vitality gathered in his hands.

"The flowers on the other shore bloom and shed tears of lovesickness, but the past is cut off on the bridge; there is no end to the underworld all the way, and there are new lives on the three-life stone. The eternal road: the wheel of life and death!"

Endless vitality gathered into a holy white lotus and was slowly sent out by him.

The lotus flower left his hand and turned into a white stream of light, rushing directly to the corpse amid numerous attacks.

Fu Shi, who was extremely afraid of Yao Wenxuan, was willing to resist the attacks of several others, but also tried his best to deal with Lianhua.

But he turned the banana fan into a fan, which did not affect the lotus. The lotus hung above his head as if it were nothing. The next moment, he began to frantically extract his corpse energy.

It is obviously an absolute orthodox suppression, just like a mouse seeing a cat. If there is no huge difference in the strength of the suppression, there is no way to resist!

"Roar!"

Fu Zhi did not lose his mobility as a result, but the death energy method, which was like a magical power, could no longer be used and was continuously being extracted.

He could only rush towards Yao Wenxuan like an ordinary warrior.

Faced with Fu Zhi's close-range attack, Yao Wenxuan did not dare to be too big. That body was comparable to an immortal weapon. With a dark face, he continued to dodge dangerously.

Wang Zijia and the four remaining tribulation monks did not look at each other. They all took action and continued to attack each other.

Fu Shi ignored this and didn't even defend himself. He stared at Yao Wenxuan and pursued him fiercely, as if he was mentally retarded!

This delay lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Yao Wenxuan was punched three times and his body was blown apart twice, but he recovered quickly.

The prince was so good that he was used to it, but the four tribulation-transcending monks were frightened when he saw them. He always felt that these two people who suddenly came from the void did not look like fellow tribulation-transcending monks!

As the lotus flower continued to absorb the death energy from the corpse, it moved slower and slower, and finally, with a wail, it completely stopped moving.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene with some astonishment.

Although the price is not small, it still feels a little too easy.

Even if this seventh-grade Fushi is a parallel import, only comparable to Zhuoxian, and is not in the right condition, he still pulls his crotch too much than Qi Chou Nu!

Is it because of orthodox restraint?

Wang Zijia looked at Yao Wenxuan, who looked a little pale.

He had seen how terrible this man's luck was.

It’s okay to find a lot of things in a barren land in half a year.

Coming out of the void, they unexpectedly encountered such a lose-lose situation, and it happened to be restrained by his Taoism, and it was something of great use to him...

This is simply God forcing something into his mouth!

You really can’t afford to offend Ou Huang!

What a good teammate!

While thinking, Wang Zijia's men did not stop. With a wave of his hand, he put away the banana fan. Yao Wenxuan also quickly moved to the corpse.

As his spell fluctuated, a soul actually appeared in the zombie's body! ! !

Obviously, this is a demonic way, using the corpse of an immortal to prepare to become a zombie, not an orthodox zombie. Zombies have no souls!

However, before a few people could do anything, as their souls were destroyed, the entire palace suddenly began to shake and cracks appeared.

Seems to be broken.

At the same time, bursts of spiritual light suddenly appeared on the coffin. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, black smoke gathered and turned into a skull.

"Who, who killed this disciple!"

As he spoke, he looked sharply at Yao Wenxuan. A terrifying coercion like a tidal wave spread out, causing everyone to panic.