On the top of the mountain in the middle of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Mao Xiaofang transformed into a drought-shaped form, standing on a tall altar on the top of the mountain, with his hands wide open, and his mouth kept chanting the ancient and desolate bytes. The main peak on his body and the twelve surrounding mountains flashed red lights, and the black air was rippling. Mao Xiaofang used this formation to gather the power of several southern provinces together, creating an unprecedented volcanic storm.

The twelve demon gods Red Lotus Anti-Heaven Array has reached its most important moment, and it is not enough to be careless. As the formation moves, the twelve flying blood corpses on the twelve mountains around them all roared violently. A pair of blood wings more than ten meters long behind them suddenly stretched out, and the expression on their faces showed a very painful look. With the huge roar, these blood corpses began to suck wildly into the cave a few days ago and have been surviving until now. Each blood corpse sucked one person into a state of mummy corpse in three or five, and then caught one person and continued to suck the blood of these survivors.

As each flying blood corpse sucked more than a dozen humans in a row, the screams of these blood corpses gradually stopped, and a strong blood energy rose from their bodies, suppressing the backlash power generated by the operation of the formation.

"Hahaha, what is the right way and what is the protection of sentient beings are all bullshit. These righteous people are compassionate on the surface, and pay attention to be kind, righteous, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. They are all righteous, but secretly they are all thieves and prostitutes. They do bad things. Is Longhu Mountain? Look at how I can destroy your Longhu Mountain line after I practiced into the Red Lotus Karma Fire. You righteous people wearing human skin and hypocritical skin, wash your necks and wait for my butcher knife. Hahaha, Devil

So what? My zombie clan is not in the Three Realms and Six Paths. The immortal volcano comes out, the red lotus karma is fired, and the world turns into hell on the day of my success. Hahahaha, let me become the first great demon king after the end of the world, hahahahahahahahahahaha." Seeing the mountain under me begin to shake violently, and rolling black smoke emerged along with the twelve surrounding hills. Mao Xiaofang was completely crazy and laughed to the sky.

The overwhelming evil aura mixed with a large amount of people's resentment gathered in large quantities, and each of them rushed away with the drought-bat Mao Xiaofang on the hilltops. This was the backlash of the twelve demon gods Red Lotus against the people of the main array. This force was ten times stronger than the backlash of the twelve flying blood corpses just now. The backlash power turned into a huge blood-red monster's head, flew into the air with evil shapes, accumulating all the power, and swallowed Mao Xiaofang with the resentment and evil aura.

Mao Xiaofang was prepared for a long time. With a wave of his hand, the tight cloth curtains covered with cloth were lifted up around the altar. Three red silk threads firmly tied the twelve young girls into a circle and surrounded the altar. Mao Xiaofang in the center firmly protected the Hanba Mao Xiaofang in the center.

"The offering is given, the soul rewards the heaven, the blood sacrifices the earth, the blood of the twelve virgins should be able to resist the backlash of this formation for me." The red silk thread in Mao Xiaofang's hand shook, and the twelve young girls were thrown into the air and swallowed by the monster in one bite. The blood in the sky sprinkled the entire altar, and twelve thick black resentment surged up, and the world returned to peace. Mao Xiaofang looked at the entire Red Alliance Formation of the Twelve Demon Gods that were inspiring and running, and laughed proudly.

As the formation opened, the black smoke came out above the twelve mountains around it became thicker and thicker, and more and more. The peak where Mao Xiaofang was in the middle even more red light emerged. The power of the earth veins gathered, and the immortal volcano was about to erupt.

As the formation was running, with a bang, the ground at the feet of the twelve flying blood corpses around them exploded, and blazing flames erupted from the top of the peak to the outside world. A large number of lava spurted dozens of meters high like pillars of fire, flowing along the mountain in all directions. The twelve flying blood corpses flew up long before the magma erupted, each standing above the formation in its direction, protecting Mao Xiaofang.

The main peak under Mao Xiaofang's feet has now turned into a sea of ​​fire. A fire pillar of more than ten meters thick rose into the sky. The drought bar formed by Mao Xiaofang had already stood up and flew into the column of fire. The corpse pill that had been practicing for nearly two hundred years was spurted out from his mouth. The color of the corpse pill was pitch black, but now there was a faint red light. When the corpse pills turned into flame-like red, Mao Xiaofang had successfully practiced the magical power of the red lotus karma fire.

As for the dangers he was facing, Mao Xiaofang didn't care. Not to mention that he had recruited tens of thousands of Mao zombies outside the formation at the foot of the mountain, he would not be able to ventilate the formation. Just say that the twelve flying blood corpses under his command would not be able to resist. Besides, in only three more days, the Red Lotus Karma Fire will be successfully practiced. At that time, the immortal volcano will erupt completely and the entire southern provinces will be transformed into a hell. By then, everything will be decided by yourself, and the prosperity of the zombie clan will come.

The fat man and the others were drinking happily. Suddenly, a violent fluctuation came from the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. After the fluctuation, a red light soared into the sky. Through hundreds of miles, the fat man could feel the temperature rise in the air. It was broken. The fat man shouted. He hurriedly contacted the old man in the system in his heart: "Old man, isn't it half a month? Why is there a volcano erupting in the other side of the Hundred Thousand Mountains now? It was not that Mao Xiaoling had successfully practiced the Red Lotus Karma Fire? No, I have to stop her from going. The whole south must not be buried alone for it."

The old man in the system heard the fat man's ears: "Fatty, there are three days left. Now the twelve demon gods Red Lotus Against the Heavenly Array set up by Hanba in the 100,000 mountains has been successfully activated. The formation has begun to operate. The earth veins fire has all gathered. In another three days, this Hanba will have to cultivate the magical power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire. By then, no one in the world can control it, and the entire south will probably become a world of the zombie clan."

The fat man jumped up quickly, called the six saviors loudly to his face, told everyone about the situation, and then asked everyone to discuss it and come up with a good way to come up with it, so that everything would be foolproof.

Wu Fatian was the first to stand up: "Brother, why are you discussing? Take your brothers and brothers to rush directly, kill to the 100,000 mountains, kill the gods, and kill the Buddhas, kill the fingers." After saying that, he glared at the little monk with disdain.

Kong Wuming also spoke up for Wu Fatian: "Brother, there is nothing to discuss. What should you do if you say something? With your order, I have no other words from more than 100 brothers under me." Speaking of this, Wang Changteng brought a group of mercenary brothers from Tianjing to approach: "I didn't say anything, Brother Zhang, we brothers will fight wherever you point, and give orders."

Before Yun Zhongtian could speak, his subordinates Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu had already shouted at the top of their voices: "Okay, I have 108 heroes in my underworld, all of them listen to Brother Zhang. If Brother Zhang asks us to beat us, we will beat us whoever we ask us to beat us. His mother will not recognize him. He beat him a bitch."

The fat man was about to speak, but Wudai stood up and stood behind the fat man. The Taoist disciples who were drinking and eating meat were also quickly stood up and followed their heads to the fat man neatly. Wudai said, "The ancestor treats me as much as a mountain. As long as the ancestor speaks, I will follow the Taiqing lineage."

Before the good discussion began, it turned into a meeting of oaths and determination. Four groups of people had already expressed their obedience to their own orders. The fat man had a headache. He was all rough, and he was all a bunch of rough people. Can't he come up with a think tank to attack the mountain like an ambush?

At this time, the young monk spoke: "I, a Buddhist monk, have no choice but to do anything, let me give you an order." After saying that, he put his hands together and bowed his head to recite the Buddhist scriptures silently.

Staff Zhao next to Zheng Jingren spoke: "I think we should organize the distribution of troops in our hands. This way it is easier to dispatch and command in combat. We should divide into several teams, each team will launch a commander to command their respective teams, and Brother Zhang can dispatch and command all our personnel in the center."

The fat man was overjoyed: "Old Zhao, this soldier is born in a different way. Let's just listen to Staff Zhao. There are six families in total, and there is no need to divide them. Each family will take their own brothers and we will attack the mountain together. After this work, I will each of you six will give you two hundred initial magic weapons and two hundred protective fairy clothes and thank you for your actions. Let's go."

When the Fatty and the others rushed into the 100,000 mountains with great courage, Mao Xiaoling heard the fat man's words clearly at the underground of the mountain where the fat man had just stood. After the Fatty and the others walked away, Mao Xiaoling rose from the ground to the ground and looked at the fat man's murderous army. Mao Xiaoling was mixed with feelings and didn't know what to do for a moment.

It was almost dusk, and the fat man walked rapidly and finally arrived in front of more than a dozen main peaks in the center of the Hundred Thousand Mountains before dark. Looking at the army of Mao Zombie surrounded the entire main peak in front, the fat man raised the sword in his hand: Brothers, let's kill!

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