Chapter 512 Rebellion

Two days later, at the hour of Mao, day and night merged, and the morning glow broke.

The glow of the morning sun shone through the poisonous miasma and corpse gas, and sprinkled on the grave mountain, but it was stained with a gray luster, dark and dead.

The Daoting side attacked with all their might, and began the final battle of suppression and killing.

Everything has been arranged properly.

First, dozens of second-grade talismans with great lethality were activated.

The surging spiritual power condensed into a huge lethality, or formed a sword array, or gathered into a fireball, or turned into a water arrow, sweeping towards the grave mountain.

The zombies on the grave mountain were directly annihilated by the spiritual power of the talisman.

Large numbers of zombies were cut by swords, burned by fire, soaked by water, and finally destroyed by the power of the talisman.

Then a large number of zombies came.

Yang Jishan waved his hand, and a group of monks walked out, pinching their fingers and using various spiritual tools.

These spiritual weapons either turned into hundreds of flying swords, or condensed into thousands of silver needles, or raised a rain of fire, killing the zombies like a tide.

The zombies fell one by one, were pierced by the spiritual weapons, or turned into ashes.

After that, they still came like a tide.

After that, the Dao Ting side used talismans and spiritual weapons together.

Large numbers of zombies were wiped out...

Most of the people on the Dao Ting side came from families or sects, with a long heritage and deep foundation, which was definitely not comparable to Lu Chengyun who relied on marrying into the family and climbing up the dragon and phoenix.

If they really used their trump cards, these zombies would not be able to resist.

Under the coverage of the firepower of the spiritual weapons and talismans, a large number of zombies could only be wiped out.

A few iron zombies could not escape the fate of being killed.

But these trump cards were extremely precious and limited in number, and they would eventually run out.

Half an hour later, after eliminating some zombies and weakening the enemy's strength, they rushed head-on.

Yang Jishan glanced at Mo Hua beside him, his eyes somewhat worried.

Mo Hua nodded to him, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

He was just following the gangsters, and he had his senior brothers and sisters to look after him. He would be careful and there would be no danger.

Yang Jishan sighed, then looked forward, his expression was stern, and his voice was solemn:

"Kill!"

The Taoist soldiers behind him also raised their swords and shouted:

"Kill!"

The formations on the Taoist soldiers' armor were activated, and the spiritual power was agitated, responding to each other.

The sound shook Lin Yue, and the morale was soaring.

The Taoist soldiers lined up and charged, strangling with groups of zombies.

It was like cold water into hot oil.

The tomb mountain was boiling violently for a while...

Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi followed Yang Jishan, focusing on self-protection, and did not act rashly, so as not to be caught in the tide of corpses and unable to escape.

Only at critical moments, they cast some spells to help the surrounding battle situation.

This fierce battle lasted for a whole day...

There were monks who were constantly injured or killed, or who were poisoned by corpses and turned into zombies.

Similarly, there were also large numbers of zombies who fell, including a few iron corpses and a large number of walking corpses.

But the number of zombies was still large.

And Lu Chengyun was still nowhere to be seen.

Yang Jishan took the lead and rushed to the depths of the tomb mountain, where Lu Chengyun was hiding.

Other foundation-building monks also followed Yang Jishan to kill.

The deeper into the tomb mountain, the more desolate and gloomy it was.

The denser the zombies.

The more iron corpses there were, the heavier the corpse poison was.

But the zombies could not resist the combined efforts of everyone.

In the evening, the forces of all parties broke into the depths of the tomb mountain and saw Lu Chengyun and the corpse king behind him in a mass grave.

Dozens of iron corpses protected him on all sides.

And outside, thousands of walking corpses were still rushing in, as if to protect their "king".

The Taoist soldiers raised their shields and formed a human wall to resist the zombies outside.

Yang Jishan and others began to confront Lu Chengyun head-on, preparing for the final siege.

Lu Chengyun's face was pale, but his expression was still calm.

He glanced at Yang Jishan, his eyes slightly cold, and then swept through the crowd, sighing:

"You are worthy of being a Taoist soldier affiliated with the Taoist Court. So many zombies can't stop you..."

Yang Jishan said in a deep voice:

"Lu Chengyun, you are about to die, hand over the corpse king, and surrender quickly."

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "With the corpse king, I still have a chance to survive. If I hand over the corpse king, I will definitely die."

Yang Jishan sneered, "Do you want to fight to the death?"

"If I don't fight to the death, where is my way to survive? The Taoist Court will not let me go, and neither will you."

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said strangely:

"But before the decisive battle, there is one thing I don't understand."

He looked at everyone one by one with a slightly cold look:

"I really want to know, among all of you present, who has spied on the secrets of the corpse mine and seen through the formation I set up? And can force me to such a situation?"

The monks looked at each other and said nothing.

Yang Jishan's eyes sank slightly, and he was also a little surprised.

What Mo Hua did, Lu Chengyun didn't know at all?

Yang Jishan looked around again and found Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi beside him, but Mo Hua had disappeared.

Hiding?

"This hiding, can it really be hidden even from me?"

Yang Jishan was slightly shocked.

Seeing that no one admitted it, Lu Chengyun couldn't help but sneered:

"I thought you were a master who had planned everything, but I didn't expect you to be a coward who hides his head and shows his tail!"

Mo Hua, who was hiding in the crowd, curled his lips when he heard this, very disdainful.

This kind of provocation was too childish and couldn't stir up the slightest wave in his heart.

His curse words were much more infuriating than this.

Yang Jishan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered:

"Lu Chengyun, you are not as skilled as others, and you can only show off your eloquence for a while. That's all you can do."

Lu Chengyun released his spiritual sense and scanned everyone again, but still found nothing.

Among the cultivators present, there were cultivators with high cultivation, cultivators with good spiritual sense, and a few cultivators who were proficient in formations.

But no cultivator could make him feel that weird and urgent.

No one was like the cultivator who wove a net and pressed him step by step.

Lu Chengyun shook his head.

Forget it, things have come to this point, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not.

In a real life-and-death battle, strength must speak, and a few tricks are not worth mentioning.

Lu Chengyun looked at Yang Jishan, his eyes flashing with coldness, and said:

"You underestimate this corpse king..."

"This corpse king is mine, no one can take it away!"

"Today, you will all die here!"

"Your flesh and blood will become the sacrifice of the corpse king."

"Let this corpse king complete its true transformation and become the real, the master of evil, the king of corpses!"

Lu Chengyun looked excited, his eyes flashing with madness.

Yang Jishan frowned, with a faint feeling of badness in his heart.

At this moment, the corpse king behind Lu Chengyun suddenly changed its aura, becoming bloodthirsty and furious. Its exposed skin gradually faded from iron blue to a deep bronze color...

Bronze corpse!

Yang Jishan's heart trembled.

Lu Chengyun wanted to refine this corpse king into a bronze corpse!

Bronze corpse is a grade, and corpse king is an identity.

Once the corpse king completely turns into a bronze corpse, its strength will soar, and it can also command a group of corpses. People like him can't do anything to it.

Even with the protection of the Copper Corpse King, they couldn't kill Lu Chengyun at all!

Yang Jishan took out the Sunset Gun and shouted:

"Go all out! Kill all the zombies, including Lu Chengyun!"

The others also knew how powerful it was, and they didn't hold back any more, and they all rushed towards Lu Chengyun.

The foundation-building cultivators fought with the iron corpses, their spiritual power was strong, and the corpse aura was strong. The aftermath alone shook the rocks and cracked them.

While Yang Jishan was killing Lu Chengyun, the half-copper corpse king also blocked Lu Chengyun.

Its eyes were red, its skin was copper, its fangs were thick, and the corpse poison on its fingertips was a thick dark green.

Every move was accompanied by a gust of fishy wind.

Yang Jishan went all out, but was still suppressed by the corpse king.

Seeing this, several other foundation-building cultivators nearby hurried to help.

Among them were the gaunt old man with a solemn expression and the middle-aged cultivator who looked reluctant.

But it took the combined efforts of several foundation builders to barely draw with the half-copper corpse corpse king.

For a moment, everyone was a little shocked.

If the corpse king was really allowed to completely turn into a copper corpse, then they might all die here.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Yang Jishan's heart trembled, knowing that this would not work, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Lu Chengyun first!"

Lu Chengyun sneered at the words.

The Qi-refining Taoist soldiers were restrained by the walking corpses, and the foundation-building monks were restrained by the iron corpses. Yang Jishan and his high-powered foundation builders were still suppressed by the corpse king.

How could they kill themselves?

Yang Jishan's eyes turned cold, and a red light flashed in his hand. On the sunset spear, the flames were steaming, and the might was amazing.

Lu Chengyun's expression changed slightly.

"Drag it a while!" Yang Jishan shouted.

Then he retreated a few steps, left the attack range of the corpse king, and came to a safe position. The sea of ​​qi rose, and the spiritual power of the whole body was stimulated, all of which were integrated into the sunset spear.

On the Sunset Spear, spiritual power turned into a raging fire, burning fiercely.

And the flames behind Yang Jishan condensed, as if a small sun was condensed.

Lu Chengyun was startled and immediately drove the Iron Corpse to attack Yang Jishan:

"Stop him!"

The Iron Corpses around him, with their fangs and claws, rushed towards Lu Chengyun.

The Corpse King also roared and rushed towards Yang Jishan.

The skinny old man shouted: "Protect Commander Yang!"

Then he took out several copper coins, clamped them between his fingers, attached spiritual power, and then hit all of them, hitting the Corpse King's joints.

Between the copper coins, it turned into a rope, binding the Corpse King.

The middle-aged monk sighed, reluctantly took out a folding fan inlaid with jade and gold, and used spiritual power to stimulate it. After flapping a few times, it condensed into a wind wall to protect Yang Jishan.

Every time it flapped, a fan bone broke.

The Iron Corpse rushing forward was blocked by the wind wall and could not get in at all.

At the same time, several other foundation-building cultivators also took action. Some used spiritual weapons to repel the iron corpse, and some used magic to restrain the corpse king.

After a few breaths, the sunset spear trembled.

All the flames around suddenly gathered and compressed into the spear body.

Yang Jishan's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

The skinny old man hurriedly said:

"Control the corpse king, and others get out of the way!"

The cultivators around the corpse king immediately evacuated.

Several other foundation-building cultivators used spiritual weapons such as golden locks, wooden prisons, and water nets to fix the corpse king, and several spiritual cultivators used magic to suppress the corpse king so that it could not move.

Yang Jishan raised his spear horizontally, and then he became one with the spear, and his spirit was as strong as a rainbow, carrying great power, and stabbed directly into the chest of the corpse king.

When the tip of the spear touched the corpse king, the surging flame spiritual power exploded.

With a rumbling sound, a deep pit was blown out of the ground.

The cracks in the rocks spread far away.

The aftermath of the power shook away all the nearby monks and iron corpses.

Fire and smoke filled the air.

After the smoke dissipated, everyone looked shocked.

The corpse king was still alive.

At the critical moment, it blocked the shot with its arm.

The sunset spear pierced its arm, and the tip of the spear was close to its chest, but apparently there was no more power left to pierce its chest without even breaking the skin.

The corpse king showed scorch marks all over his body and was severely injured.

The aura was much weaker, but in the blink of an eye, the corpse aura was gradually recovering again...

Everyone was shocked.

What a powerful corpse king!

Yang Jishan also trembled in his heart, and then immediately said:

"Quick, take the opportunity to kill Lu Chengyun!"

The Corpse King was injured and couldn't move for the time being. Use this time to kill Lu Chengyun quickly!

Otherwise, when the Corpse King recovers, we will be in a deadlock again.

All the monks also came to their senses, and they all used their swords and spells to kill Lu Chengyun regardless of everything.

Lu Chengyun was shocked.

What kind of gun is this?

Can you really suppress the Corpse King?

Seeing the crowd coming to kill him, Lu Chengyun wanted to run away, but without the Corpse King, his strength was greatly reduced. Before he could run far, he was immobilized by the skinny old man with copper coins, and was entangled by several other foundation builders at close range.

Yang Jishan wanted to pull out the sunset spear, but the tip of the spear was stuck tightly in the corpse king's arm and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

He gritted his teeth, reluctantly dropped the sunset gun, took out an ordinary spear again, and killed Lu Chengyun.

Although Lu Chengyun's mountain-opening sword technique is quite powerful.

But in front of so many Daoting monks, he was somewhat dwarfed.

Even with the help of Iron Corpse, he could still barely hold on.

At this moment, Yang Jishan arrived.

Casting the Sunset Spear consumes a lot of energy.

Yang Jishan's face was pale and his breath was a little weak, but he still took a breath, brandished his spear, caught Lu Chengyun's flaw, broke his swordsmanship, and kicked him to the ground.

Then he raised his spear high and stabbed Lu Chengyun hard into his heart.

Yang Jishan wanted to kill Lu Chengyun with one shot!

But this shot didn't penetrate.

In the middle of the journey, a few copper coins bounced away, and the tip of the spear missed a few points, only piercing Lu Chengyun's ribs and scratching a layer of blood.

Lu Chengyun took the opportunity to break free and was protected by the iron corpse again.

Yang Jishan was furious, his eyes were like swords, and he turned to question the skinny old man:

"Old man Wen, what do you mean?"

Without these few copper coins, he would have just stabbed Lu Chengyun to death with one shot!

The skinny old man looked horrified, "You can't kill him!"

Yang Jishan frowned and said coldly: "Why?"

The skinny old man pointed at the motionless corpse king in the pit, whose arm had been pierced by the sunset gun, and said in a trembling voice: "Its blood is already light golden..."

Yang Jishan was startled and looked suddenly.

Only then did he realize that the Corpse King's arm had been pierced by a spear. There was blood flowing down the arm, dripping along the spear and onto the ground.

The blood was originally dark green.

Now, it is dyed with a faint and strange golden color.

Yang Jishan's heart trembled suddenly.

"Evil transformation?"

"How come it's so fast?"

The skinny old man said in a frightened voice:

"It has its own consciousness. Killing Lu Chengyun is equivalent to removing the shackles on it. That is the most terrifying thing..."

The bloody scene of the entire army being wiped out and the corpse king roaring came to mind again.

Yang Jishan's face turned pale, he clenched his teeth, and a chill kept coming from his heart:

"Everything is settled!"

"If the matter of the corpse mine is not revealed, Lu Chengyun will continue to refine corpses, and the injustice will deepen. After dozens or hundreds of years, the Corpse King will evolve into a Taoist evil..."

"And once the corpse mine is leaked, Lu Chengyun will be surrounded and suppressed by the Taoist court."

"Large-scale monks fight zombies. The monks lose their lives and the zombies eat people. Between life and death, the blood energy and corpse energy converge, which will also give rise to the evolution of the zombie king..."

"And Lu Chengyun's death is the final key!"

"It's the key to unlocking the shackles and turning the Corpse King into an evildoer!"

"Once Lu Chengyun is killed, the Corpse King will be freed from the shackles, and he will instantly become a veritable 'King' among corpses, commanding thousands of zombies, and transforming into a true Dao Evil!"

"What a sinister plot, what a profound calculation!"

"The key is that there are no traces of these things, everything is happening naturally..."

And Lu Chengyun, including himself, are all pawns...

This is a dead end!

The skinny old man also figured it out, that's why he looked so horrified.

Some of the other monks also wanted to understand, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes.

Yang Jishan felt both nervous and scared, and felt confused for a moment.

But he is the commander of the Taoist soldiers and has experienced hundreds of battles. He is also responsible for the life and death of the brothers behind him who are fighting alongside him.

The more critical it is, the more calm you need to be.

Yang Jishan forced himself to calm down. After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only capture Lu Chengyun alive."

"Capture Lu Chengyun, use this to control the Corpse King, and then make a long-term plan!"

This is the only way.

The skinny old man also knows.

But killing Lu Chengyun was easy, but capturing him alive was not easy...

At this moment, a ferocious roar suddenly came.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the aura of the Corpse King had revived and he slowly stood up again.

The tombs are filled with blood, corpse, filth, and death.

It recovers extremely quickly from its injuries.

The Corpse King's eyes were cold. He pulled out the sunset gun from his arm and threw it aside. Then he dodged a few times and stood behind Lu Chengyun again.

For a moment, the monks felt bitter in their hearts, and the look of despair on their faces became even heavier.

Feeling that the loyal Corpse King was silently standing behind him, Lu Chengyun felt a lot more at ease.

After seeing what happened just now, Lu Chengyun also figured it out.

He looked at Yang Jishan and said with a proud smile:

"Don't you dare kill me!"

"By the way, don't you dare kill me!!"

"After killing me, the Corpse King lost control."

"If the Corpse King loses control, it means that all the zombies in Nanyue City will lose control."

"The Corpse King turns into a bronze corpse and leads the iron corpses and walking corpses to form a terrifying tide of corpses, slaughtering the city, killing people, eating people, and turning the dead into zombies!"

"This tide of corpses will gradually grow, sweeping across the entire Xiaohuang State, and spreading to the surrounding Second-Rank State borders..."

"This is a catastrophe!"

"Why didn't this happen?"

Lu Chengyun pointed to his chest, "Because I'm still alive!"

"Because I'm still alive and the Corpse King listened to my orders, he didn't commit so many murders!"

"Only the monks in Nanyue City can survive!"

"There are no lives in the entire Xiaohuang State!"

Lu Chengyun looked crazy and said in an excited tone:

"All this is because I am still alive!"

"I'm alive!"

"And once I die..."

Lu Chengyun's words stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face gradually faded away. When he looked down, he saw sharp fingertips protruding from his chest.

The fingertips were stained with blood and dark green corpse poison.

Yang Jishan, the skinny old man, and all the other monks all looked in shock.

They saw a zombie, took advantage of Lu Chengyun's carelessness, and pierced Lu Chengyun's chest with a claw.

And the person who silently carried out the assassination was none other than the "loyal" corpse king who had been standing silently behind Lu Chengyun!

The Corpse King actually "rebelled"? !