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Chapter 673 Seventy-two Corpse Slaves

Peng Zhitian directly ignored the Northern Lion King, Bull Demon King and Liu'er Mihou, looked at the temple with indifferent eyes and said, "Take the Zhulong, otherwise the temple will be removed today!"

His voice was hoarse, and people couldn't help but get goosebumps when they heard it.

Zun Rudao's face looked extremely ugly, and Fairy Black Butterfly also clenched her fists, her eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief.

Among the six halls and three places, the Corpse Emperor Hall can rank among the top three, which is very far from the temple. She never thought that the Corpse Emperor Hall would come over, and she sent Peng Zhitian directly.

Among the Thirteen Lords, Peng Zhitian is extremely famous, and his fame is made up of piles of white bones.

"Hmph! Are you ignoring us?"

Liu'er Mihou shouted unhappily, although the other party's aura was very strong, he was not afraid.

Although the three great demon kings following behind did not reach the Daluo realm, they were at least in the late stage and perfect existence of Taiyi Xuan Immortal Realm.

Peng Zhitian glanced at him, his expression still remained indifferent, as if he was looking at the flowers and plants on the roadside. Soon he turned his gaze back to the temple castle.

The tower on the top trembled violently, and the sky was thunder mixed together. The breath inside became more and more terrifying. It was obvious that the Zhulong was about to wake up successfully.

"hateful!"

When Liu'er Mihou saw Peng Zhitian ignore him so much, he immediately became angry.

Immediately, I rushed towards Peng Zhitian with an iron rod, tore the air with a stick, and his rebellious figure slashed over the temple, trying to kill Peng Zhitian with a stick.

Facing the fierce Liu'er Mimao, Peng Zhitian narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at the Liu'er Mimao, and the demonic energy quickly flew out along the fingertips, turning into a spear, attacking the Liu'er Mimao at an extremely fast speed.

In the flash of lightning, the Liu'er Mihou's face changed drastically and she subconsciously dodged, but was still cut through her waist by the demonic spear and blood splattered.

"So fast!"

Sun Wukong widened his eyes and said in a deep voice. Luo Shixin's face showed a look of fear. Even the pipa who reached the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm could not help but squint his eyes.

The Northern Lion King and the Bull Demon King took a breath and injured the extremely powerful Liu'er Mihou with one move. How strong is Peng Zhitian?

Peng Zhitian was taciturn and his eyes were placed on the tower at the top of the temple again. The tower changed from trembling to shaking, and thunder fell one after another, and was blocked by the Wujin enemy formation, which made the tower safe and sound.

"Peng Zhitian, our temple has never had any connection with your Corpse Emperor Hall..." Zun Rudao stared at Peng Zhitian and said in a cold voice. As soon as the Corpse Emperor Hall appeared, the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor's subordinates were automatically ignored by him.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Peng Zhitian: "The weak are not qualified to say this!"

After the words came, Peng Zhitian suddenly raised his hands and saw black holes of different sizes appearing behind him out of thin air, and corpses crawled out of them. The picture was terrifying and terrifying, making everyone's backs chill.

The reason why they are corpses is that their eyes are empty and their bodies have different degrees of decay, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

Qin Jun frowned because he felt a strong sense of oppression from these corpses.

"These corpse slaves actually have the cultivation level of Taiyi Xuan Immortal Realm!" Pipa frowned.

As soon as this said, Qin Jun couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Looking around, there were 72 corpse slaves summoned by Peng Zhitian, which was equivalent to bringing 72 Taiyi Xuanxian?

The Northern Lion King and the Liuer Mihou were also scared.

Peng Zhitian waved his hand, and the seventy-two corpse slaves from Taiyi Xuan Fairyland roared and flew towards the temple.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The corpse slaves hit Wujin's enemy battle one after another, smashing the golden curtain.

The seventy-two Taiyi Xuanxians collided hard, causing the Wujin enemy defense formation to begin to shake, which made the elders of the temple frightened, and millions of guards saliva all the way.

The war is about to break out!

"You guys come too!"

The Northern Lion King roared angrily, although he could not defeat Peng Zhitian, he could also restrain himself by quantity and take away Zhulong while he was in trouble.

Zun Rudao quickly took out his blue-patterned sword and prepared to fight at any time.

Millions of guards all activated their magic power to maintain Wujin's enemy formation.

If the Wujin enemy formation is destroyed, what awaits them will be massacre, and no one dares to relax.

Hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers rushed up, and various demon arts were used. Explosions came one after another, shaking the entire temple.

"Your Majesty, are we going to take action?"

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear and asked excitedly, "The battle began, and he couldn't wait."

Qin Jun nodded slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong shot out.

The next second, Qin Jun was amused and crying. This guy didn't go to find Liu'er Mihou, but challenged the more powerful Peng Zhitian.

Luo Shixin also took out the Qilin Overlord Spear and rushed out, but he looked for Liu'er Mihou.

"Your Majesty, where are me?" Pipa asked casually with his fingers around his hair.

There was no living creature's cultivation level, except for the Chongming Bird on Qin Jun's shoulder, and she was qualified to be arrogant.

"Don't move," Qin Jun said, looking at the battlefield above.

Sun Wukong directly penetrated the Wujin enemy formation, held up the golden cudgel and smashed it at Peng Zhitian, screaming strangely: "Take my old grandson!"

As he spoke, the golden cudgel suddenly swelled, falling like a pillar of heaven.

Peng Zhitian, who had always maintained a faint expression, frowned slightly, raised his right palm and patted it away, and the demonic energy quickly condensed into a huge palm.

boom!

The golden cudgel hit the palm of the demonic energy and directly dispersed the palm of the demonic energy.

But at the same time, Sun Wukong was blocked by a huge force and flew out.

“Huh?”

Peng Zhitian was shocked and he obviously did not expect that Sun Wukong's power was so great.

In the distance, when Liu'er Mihou saw Sun Wukong taking action, his eyes flashed. As soon as he saw Sun Wukong, his blood was inexplicably boiling and he wanted to fight him.

At this moment, Luo Shixin also flew out of the Wujin enemy formation and rushed towards him.

The Wujin enemy defense formation can easily rush out from the inside, but it will be difficult to come in from the outside.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin take action, the senior officials of the temple immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were not convinced, they had to admit that these two guys were ridiculously strong.

"Can the monkey beat Peng Zhitian?" Zun Rudao asked worriedly. Even he didn't want to fight Peng Zhitian.

Because Peng Zhitian had a rare defeat in his life, most of the people who fought with him died tragically or were refined into corpse slaves.

"There is hope!" Fairy Black Butterfly replied with a strong and powerful voice.

Even Shen Wuji who used the magic trick to seek can't beat Sun Wukong. Even if Peng Zhitian's methods are strong, he will probably be unable to defeat Sun Wukong.

At the same time, Luo Shixin also began to chase the Liu'er Mihou and beat him.

His strength is terrifying, and his realm is higher than that of the Liu'er Mihou, so he gained the absolute advantage in the fight.

"Where did this rash man jump out..."

Liu'er Mihou used an iron rod to resist Luo Shixin's crazy attack, and thought in fear.

Qin Jun looked at the battle calmly, and the Chongming Bird on his shoulder was also shaking his head. No one would have thought that it would have the perfect cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.
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