National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

Muchen lightly flicked the blood on the sword blade and said with a smile: "You are an old beast, you have no right to know!"

I don't know whether he was angry or amused by these words, but the old demon vomited out another mouthful of dark blood, and then said angrily: "Boy! Do you really think you can win against Pindao like this?"

Muchen nodded and said: "Old Taoist Master, since you have other means, then use them!"

The old demon stood up tremblingly. It was obvious that Muchen's unexpected sword attack just now had indeed seriously injured him.

Muchen pointed the tip of his sword at the old demon again...

At the same time, the words that came out of his mouth made the old demon's heart skip a beat.

"Old bastard, if you don't untie the taboo of the centuries-old corpse king on the altar, I will send you to the west with the next sword!"

The old demon's face turned gloomy again.

He never dreamed that one day he would be forced to this point by a boy at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

I wonder why this young man dares to face him alone!

Emotion is a role of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

to be honest……

Now the old demon is a little panicked.

In fact, he is not a monk who is good at fighting head-on.

When he fought against the enemy, he relied more on the corpse monsters he had subdued from those mass graves and desolate places, rather than single-handedly.

Besides, it is good for a poor wild cultivator like Lao Yaodao to obtain a relatively acceptable low-level magic formula. How can he dare to expect to obtain high-level magic skills that are only found in large sects?

The old demon's original plan was to use the people of Xinghua Village as sacrifices and let the century-old corpse king devour them.

Then swallow up Qingshan City.

When the time comes, Qingshan City will be turned into a ghost city, and there will be a Corpse King in the Concentration Realm sitting in charge. Wouldn't it be great for him, and his cultivation level will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

What the old demon Dao never expected was that the person who forced him into a desperate situation was actually just a young monk at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The two allies were held back by several disciples of the Tianlan Sect, and he himself was not a monk who was good at fighting head-on.

Therefore, it seems that there is no choice but to release the century-old corpse king in advance.

Look at the change in the old demon's expression.

The 1.4 billion viewers of Dragon Kingdom were completely delighted.

"Haha! This old demon Taoist probably never expected that Muchen would be so powerful!"

“Little friend Muchen, you are so strong!”

"Just one strike of the sword made this old guy confused!"

"I guess the next step is to liberate the century-old corpse king! Otherwise, we won't be able to defeat our little friend Muchen!"

"Just take a look at the combat power of this century-old corpse king!"

"..."

Just as the audience said.

The old demon can only free the century-old corpse king.

I saw him gritting his teeth secretly, forming complicated seals with his hands, and the red jade bead on the altar suddenly erupted with a strong suction force, swallowing up the frightening Yin Qi that had been surrounding the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the old demon took out an ancient scroll from his arms, endured the great pain in his heart, unfolded the ancient scroll, and then injected spiritual power into it.

The ancient scroll began to emit a faint golden light, and then the golden light surrounded him.

These golden lights covered the old demon road, forming a heavy defense.

Muchen still did not take action rashly, and watched from the sidelines, amazed when he saw the golden light and the red jade bead swallowing the Yin energy.

Seeing the golden light surrounding him, the old demon felt a sense of security in his heart.

This is a medium-grade defensive weapon that he bought with great difficulty, and would only be used in emergencies.

If Li Yuan of Tianlan Sect knew what this old demon was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud.

He doesn't have much else, he only has many spiritual weapons.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for wild cultivators to achieve long-term success.

now.

The entire mass of yin and blood was swept away.

The red jade ball emits a faint dark light and is extremely round.

The old demon bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of essence and blood dripped onto his hand. A pale color appeared on the old face, and then he used his finger as a pen and the essence and blood as ink to carve runes in front of him.

A blood-red rune floated quietly in front of the old demon.

Then the old demonic path suddenly clasped his hands together and shouted in a deep voice: "The time has come! The Corpse King is coming!"

The words fell.

The blood-red rune floated into the night, and finally a blood-red red moon emerged.

The blood-red moonlight illuminates the top of the mountain.

"Roar!"

The body of the century-old corpse king began to tremble crazily, and at the same time it let out a brutal roar, and was about to break free.

Muchen murmured: "It looks pretty bluffing, but I don't know how powerful that century-old corpse king is."

I saw the old demon squatting in a strange posture, stretching out his hands, and shouted: "Get out of the cage!"

boom!

The white altar completely exploded.

The century-old corpse king completely broke free from its restraints.

And when its cage was broken, the Yin Qi here suddenly surged again!

Two other battlefields.

Tian Ming turned to look at the top of the mountain and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, the century-old corpse king has come out!"

Although Xu Weiwei's pretty face was solemn, she said at this moment: "We can only believe in Junior Brother Muchen now!"

Tian Ming said in a deep voice: "We have to speed up our offensive, deal with the woman in front of us as soon as possible, and then rush over to help Junior Brother Muchen!"

Yang Ruoyi nodded heavily, "In that case, we can start using the secret technique at the bottom of the box!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yu smiled and said: "Don't think about it. As long as I want to hide, you can't defeat me. Besides..."

"The century-old corpse king has truly come to the world, and that boy is destined to die!"

Tianming sneered: "Huh! What if Junior Brother Muchen wins?"

Zhou Yu chuckled, "A kid on the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm can't win against two existences on the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Unless he is the King of Heaven, I can't win!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Watch your moves!"

boom!

The violent spiritual collision sounded again.

…

Muchen stared at the century-old corpse king.

The Corpse King is naked, with blood-red eyes, lingering Yin Qi, and his body is like black iron, indestructible. He has already entered the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

On the forehead is a woman's face missing half of her cheek. The weirdest thing is that although the woman has her eyes closed, she is grinning in a very scary way. On the chest, there is a red crystal, which exudes a good blood energy.

fluctuation.

The century-old corpse king opened its bloody mouth, exhaled a breath of cold and turbid air, and fixed its gaze on Muchen.

The whole body burst out with a terrifying murderous intention!

The century-old corpse king used to roar and roar violently when absorbing blood, but now it is very quiet. Obviously, it has been endowed with a certain amount of intelligence.

It seems that the old demon's cultivation level is not high, but his methods are not bad. He even endowed existences such as corpse monsters with spiritual intelligence.

The bloody runes carved on its chest allowed the old demon to completely control this black ghost king.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom, who had carefully observed the Centennial Corpse King through their jade pendants, were also very excited at this moment.

Especially the team of experts who study biology.

"Holy crap! This is something worthy of being dissected and studied!"

"It would be great if little friend Mu Chen could teleport this century-old corpse king here! It would be a good time to study its vitality principle!"

"Others always roll away when they see the Centennial Corpse King, but our expert team regards it as a treasure!"

"I can only call you good guy!"

"..."

If this old demon knew that in another time and space, a total of 1.4 billion viewers despised the century-old corpse king he controlled, he would probably explode with anger.

now.

The old Yao Dao, who was shrouded in golden light, was not panicking at all now.

In terms of defensive means, there are medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Now there is another century-old corpse king on the seventh floor of the Foundation Establishment Realm protecting him.

He is already in an invincible position.

At this moment, the old demon sneered, "Boy, the century-old corpse king you wanted is here, how about it?"

Muchen nodded, "It's not bad, let's make do."

The old demon suppressed his smile and said, "Huh! You know how to be tough! Corpse King, come to Pindao! Kill this arrogant kid!"

When the old demon said his command words.

The century-old corpse king instantly twisted its body and grabbed Mu Chen directly with its long, skinny black arm.

Those sharp corpse claws exude a cold light in the moonlight. Anyone caught will definitely be killed by these corpse claws that are tempered with strong corpse poison!

Facing this century-old corpse king who was four levels ahead of him in cultivation, Muchen did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

When this claw strikes.

Muchen did not dodge and placed the Qinghong Sword in his hand horizontally in front of him.

clang!!

The sharp claws collided with the sword, sparks bursting out.

Wow!

Muchen's figure was actually repelled, and his feet drew a long scratch on the ground.

Muchen shook his hand, his arm was slightly numb, his eyes were solemn, he felt that this century-old corpse king was a bit difficult to deal with.

This century-old corpse king not only possesses the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but his physical strength is not inferior to those of monks who specialize in martial arts.

According to Muchen's estimation, the combat power of the Centennial Corpse King is stronger than that of an ordinary seventh-level monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Fortunately, I have cultivated the Jade Pill Celestial Elephant Art to the peak level of the third level.

With that incomparable strong Xiang Jin presence, he is not shy when it comes to competing in strength.

The old demon not far away saw the young man waving his hands and sneered inwardly, "Want to rest?"

"Roar!"

The Centennial Corpse King roared, and then charged towards Muchen again.

Whoosh!

The speed of the century-old corpse king is still jaw-droppingly fast!

This is completely different from what ordinary seventh-level foundation-building realm experts possess!

Faced with the century-old corpse king's attack, Muchen gave up blocking with his long sword and suddenly punched him!

The old demon said with cold eyes, "Looking for death!"

The centenary corpse king has arrived.

Muchen pursed his lips tightly and shouted in his heart: "Bajiquan!!"

Deliver a punch.

boom!

The fist wrapped in thick elephant power collided with the sharp corpse claws, causing waves of turbulent ripples in the air.

This time, Muchen was not repelled!

Not only that, the arm of the century-old corpse king actually made a subtle clicking sound!

It seems to mean that even the body of the century-old corpse king is somewhat unable to withstand the momentum brought by this punch!

this……

The old demon on the side was stunned!

A punch from a monk at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm actually withstood the attack of the century-old corpse king.

Even though the old demon was protected by golden light, he could still feel the power of the young man's punch.