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A human figure stood on the giant corpse's hand.

The aura emanating from him was terrifying. Just standing here, it was as if he was the center of the world, and even the light of the sun dimmed.

Solban stood a step forward, and the remaining elder and second elder appeared on his left and right.

At this time, both of them had violent trembling eyes, and their hearts were terrified. Fear was like a dark and invisible hand, holding them tightly. The fighting spirit and anger that were originally high in their hearts seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zezong was originally covered with a layer of light curtain-like mountain protection formation.

But with the appearance of the giant hand, this formation that could resist the strong men of Qi Tian only lasted for less than a moment, and it broke like a soap bubble with a "pop".

The cold and dark breath of death spread outward like ripples. The elders of Zezong were first fixed in mid-air, and then their faces twisted, their bodies swelled, and they exploded like blood-colored fireworks.

Only the sect master Du Junyan could barely resist.

He watched his sect turned into ruins, and all his disciples and elders were killed.

Du Junyan was so angry that he was crazy. At this time, his long hair was scattered, and his energy and mental strength were all out of control.

"Dharma-suppressing the sea!"

Boom!

As the lake exploded, thick water columns rushed into the sky.

A mermaid with long hair, a crown on his head, and a blue body appeared behind Du Junyan.

The trident in the Dharma-suppressing hand was raised high, and then it turned into a tornado with the water flow, leaped forward, and suddenly fell towards the corpse king's eyebrows with a cold light.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating its own strength." The Corpse King seemed extremely angry, and sneered at this time, "Be thankful, if you were in Changshengtian, you wouldn't even be qualified to kowtow in front of me."

Swish!

He spread his five fingers and grabbed forward.

A large amount of fog surged behind him, turning into a big hand like a dark sky.

The big hand pressed down, holding Du Junyan and the huge mermaid statue behind him in the palm of his hand.

Then he exerted a little force, and heard a muffled "puff", and both of them exploded and turned to ashes on the spot.

What immortality of the earthly immortals, what body protection of the Dharma that all evils are afraid of. In the hands of the great powers of this realm, they can't play any role at all. Because their power has surpassed the "Dharma" understood by ordinary people, and has reached a more mysterious and vast realm.

"Haha, there are three more little guys."

The Corpse King looked around and soon found Solban and the other three people on the side.

It's not that they don't want to run, but everything just happened too fast, and there are invisible auras blocking them from all directions. They are like insects embedded in amber and can't move.

"The method you used before is very interesting. Few ants can bite back when they are caught by me." The corpse king tilted his head, and a smile appeared on his ugly face. He pointed at Solban and said, "You are a very interesting insect."

"Kneel down, surrender to me, and I will give you eternal life." The smile on the corpse king's face was restrained, turning into a high and mighty majesty.

The eternal life that ordinary people practice but cannot obtain.

In his words, it was so frivolous, it seemed like just a few pieces of silver.

Of course...

Judging from the decayed breath emanating from that person.

This kind of longevity is definitely not the right way, but a state of neither life nor death.

Just like the zombies created by its subordinates, they are manipulated by people and are no different from puppets.

Solban silently took out a shining long sword from the ring, but the faces of the first and second elders showed some desire.

The strength of this monster is really despairing.

The first and second elders can't see any possibility of winning or escaping the battlefield in the hands of the corpse king.

Since it's a dead end anyway, kneeling down and surrendering doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to accept, not to mention that they can get immortality as a reward.

Unfortunately, the corpse king's eyes are very high.

Even if these two people want to kneel, there is no way.

The corpse king's eyes have been on Solban from beginning to end. At this time, seeing him silently raise the long sword, he immediately understood the latter's intention.

He nodded slightly, without forcing, but smiled, "If that's the case, then I'll fulfill your wish."

Swish!

As soon as the voice fell, he pushed forward with another palm.

The dark hand that just killed the leader of Zezong appeared on the battlefield again.

But this time, no matter the size or the power contained in it, it has undoubtedly increased significantly.

Solban, the Great Elder and others only felt that the eyes were suddenly dark, and the stench of corpses came to their faces. Before this palm fell, the vitality of the whole body seemed to have been cut off, and they could not even think of any resistance.

The Great Elder and the Second Elder were horrified, and their hands and feet were numb.

Solban bit his tongue, and the stinging pain slightly dispelled some of the coldness.

He threw the long sword in his hand forward, and then there was an explosion, but the golden flames like flowing flames only existed for a moment and were swallowed up in the next moment.

Solban had already exhausted all his means.

This time he was really helpless, he could only sigh softly, close his eyes and wait for death.

But the wind was whistling, the energy was blowing in his face, and within a few heartbeats, death did not come, and there was not much discomfort on his body.

"What is this?" Solban was surprised and opened his eyes.

Beside him.

"What happened?" The first and second elders also had an expression of surviving a disaster, breathing heavily.

A semicircular transparent barrier blocked them, which was completely condensed by mental power. It looked thin, but it was actually quite solid and indestructible. The black fog spread outward like a stream of water, and a pure land was shrouded in a three-foot area around them.

"This power?" The first and second elders were both well-informed and sensed a real dragon's might from the barrier in front of them.

The two seemed to think of something, shuddered, and their faces, which had just improved, turned pale again.

As if to confirm their previous thoughts, then-

Roar!

A roar.

Like thunder rolling, it swept across from a far distance in the sky.

"Look at the sky!" The second elder's clothes fluttered, and he looked up at the sky with a look of surprise and shock on his face.

At this time, Solban also reacted, looking in the direction of the second elder's finger, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

But I saw it in the sky.

The corpse-qi sky curtain that originally covered the sky and the sun was torn apart by another equally powerful and terrifying force.

The two amazing spirits used the sky and the earth as battlefields, colliding, crushing, and fighting each other, but in the end, there was no winner, and each occupied half of the sky.

In the eyes of bystanders like Solban, from a distance, it looked like the sky was torn in half.

A narrow gully appeared in the sky, dark clouds gathered and continued to flow upward, roaring, thick lightning fell from it, and huge tornadoes like sheep horns were everywhere on the plain.

Large pieces of grass were torn and rolled up, and all kinds of cattle and sheep were flying in the air, a vast and magnificent doomsday scene.

Solban and the other three were all earth immortals, almost standing at the top that ordinary monks could not reach, but they rarely saw such an exaggerated scene.

This is really fascinating and shocking.

What's even more terrifying is that this is just a collision of spirits between the two. The real fight has not yet begun.

"Realm Lord Realm?" The Corpse King seemed to be surprised, and his originally lofty gaze became more solemn.

He was a little surprised at first, but soon reacted, "It's not like that. I just cultivated my body to an incredible realm. My mere existence naturally changes the external environment. All laws are invulnerable, and gods and Buddhas worship me."

"It's interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting practitioner for many years. I am impressed." The Corpse King had a smile on his face, still looking at ease, and didn't seem to take Su Heng seriously.

This is because, in his opinion.

The gap between the demon god and the destructive power is a qualitative change.

Just like there is a gap between hot weapons and cold weapons.

No matter how strong Su Heng's body is, he is just a slightly stronger beast and can hardly pose a big threat.

The expression on the Corpse King's face returned to calm, "No one can stop me from killing the people I want to kill, including you."

"Death!"

Facing Solban and the other two, the Corpse King stretched out his hand and clenched it.

Crack!

Solban suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold.

And the vitality in his body quickly faded, and black hairs like steel spikes emerged from his skin.

"Purifying World Tribulation Light!" Su Heng's voice came again.

As a ray of white light fell.

The cold feeling quickly faded, and the black hairs on his body also disappeared like snow.

The Corpse King had never expected Su Heng to have such means, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. He had just said something cruel, but now he was slapped in the face, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"Ignorant young man, you are looking for death!" The Corpse King's face became gloomy, and murderous aura rolled all over his body. He stretched out his hand and with a "swish" sound, the black spear that was originally stuck in the ground flew over with the whistling sound of the wind and landed in his hand.

With the spear in his hand, the corpse king, who was originally a little hunched, suddenly stood up.

The dark cloak behind him fluttered. The whole person's momentum also changed from the previous weird and gloomy to the invincible overlord who conquered the world.

"Open!"

He shouted loudly, exploding like thunder.

The spear in his hand shook, with a black light, and stabbed straight at Su Heng who was galloping from a distance.

When he collided with his spirit just now, he had already judged that Su Heng's physique was extremely strong. But even so, he still chose a head-on fighting style.

This is because as a destructive power, the corpse king Mo Luo is extremely confident in his strength. He believes that he can defeat the enemy in the place where he is best at, and completely destroy him from both the physical and psychological levels!