Chapter 513 Kneel Down

The corpse king "rebellion" secretly assassinated everyone, and everyone was shocked.

Even more shocked than Yang Jishan and others was Lu Chengyun himself.

His chest had been penetrated by the zombie's sharp claws, and blood was flowing like a stream. The corpse poison melted into the blood, flowed into the meridians, and attacked the internal organs and heart meridians.

His palms and limbs gradually became inoperable.

His consciousness was also a little blurry, and a bloodthirsty desire gradually clouded his reason.

The copper corpse poison comes violently and takes effect very quickly.

Lu Chengyun endured the severe pain and used a backhand palm to repel the Corpse King.

The corpse king's sharp claws were pulled out from Lu Chengyun's back, and several streams of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground, gradually turning green.

Lu Chengyun's hands were trembling, and he immediately took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his storage bag. Those that stopped bleeding, those that cured corpse poison, those that restored spiritual energy... no matter what kind of elixirs they were, he stuffed them into his mouth.

People who refine corpses are often exposed to corpse poisons when they are in the company of corpses, and they have to be wary of corpse transformation, so they always keep a lot of elixirs with them.

Lu Chengyun is no exception.

After taking the elixir, he temporarily suppressed the corpse poison, and his pale face became better.

The Corpse King stayed three feet away, silent, still looking "loyal".

It seems that it was not the one who plotted just now.

Lu Chengyun tried to control the Corpse King, but found that the Corpse King was still under his control without any abnormality.

But he almost died in the hands of the Corpse King just now. At this time, if he thinks that the Corpse King is okay, then he is out of his mind.

Lu Chengyun was shocked and angry. He looked around and roared:

"Who controlled my Corpse King?!"

Yang Jishan and others' expressions all changed.

Is there anyone else who can control the Corpse King? !

This man could actually control the Corpse King and plot against Lu Chengyun?

Who is this person?

Could it be that he is the mastermind behind the plan to nourish the evil?

Everyone clenched the swords and guns in their hands, activated the spiritual weapons, and picked up the magic formulas. Their expressions were alert, but cold sweat could not help but break out on their backs.

But the surroundings were empty.

No one answered.

There was only the suppressed breathing of the monks and the low roars of the zombies.

Lu Chengyun was even more angry, but the chill in his heart was even deeper.

"The Corpse King is mine!"

"It's only controlled by me and only me!"

"The only person in this world who can control me is me!"

But why?

Why would the Corpse King act without authorization and kill himself?

Lu Chengyun's eyes were frightened and he frowned.

Who else can control the Corpse King besides himself?

The only person who had done anything to the Corpse King was Zhang Quan.

But Zhang Quan has been killed by himself, and his body has been turned into a zombie. In the previous battle, he fought for himself and was killed by Taoist soldiers, leaving no bones.

Who else could it be besides Zhang Quan?

What method was used to control the Corpse King?

Lu Chengyun thought hard, but he couldn't imagine who could secretly control the corpse king under his nose, hiding it from him and Zhang Quan, overpowering his evil spirit formation and Zhang Quan's corpse control method?

Lingshu Evil Formation...

Lu Chengyun was shocked and quickly looked at the corpse king's chest.

But he saw that on the corpse king's chest, besides the blood-colored evil formation, there were also faint blue lines.

These lines were quite familiar to Lu Chengyun. They were similar to the evil lines, but the aura was completely different.

Pure, mysterious, profound...

Lu Chengyun took a breath of cold air.

"Lingshu Formation?!"

Spiritual power is the pivot, and Qi is pure and source-correct.

This is indeed a truly spiritual pivot formation that was drawn openly and majestically by understanding the mysteries of the formation and using spiritual techniques!

Lu Chengyun looked horrified.

Is there really someone in this world who can set up a real spiritual pivot formation?

Moreover, he also used this authentic Lingshu Jue Formation to overwrite his own Lingshu Evil Formation? !

"No, it's impossible..."

Lu Chengyun was in a state of despair, mumbling at a loss for words.

Suddenly an astonishing guess came to mind:

Xiaolingyin Sect!

It’s Xiaolingyin Sect!

"I killed my master and deceived my ancestors, ruining the sect and ending the inheritance of the Xiaolingyin Sect. I also dug up the Xiaolingyin Sect's ancestral tomb and stole the corpses of the elders of the previous generations to refine them..."

"They must have known something and made me pay with my blood!"

"Yes, this Lingshu Formation is the secret skill of Xiaolingyin Sect. Only the ancestors of Xiaolingyin Sect can learn it. It is like this, it must be like this..."

Lu Chengyun looked horrified and swore to the sky:

"Seniors, for the sake of me being a disciple of the Xiaolingyin Sect, please spare this junior's life!"

"I didn't mean it, I had no choice..."

"My master is so sanctimonious. He claims to pass on the formation, but he always only teaches some superficial things and only asks us to learn more and practice more, which is a waste of time..."

"He is so greedy that he hides such a secret skill as the Lingshu Formation to himself."

"I begged him for a long time, but he didn't teach me. I had no choice but to kill him and try to get this formation..."

"I also have good intentions, and I also do it for the inheritance of Xiaolingyin Sect!"

"If this formation is placed in the hands of my master, the pearl will be covered with dust and everything will be wasted. Only if I learn it can I make full use of this formation and benefit the world!"

"Only in this way can the world know the exquisiteness of my little Lingyin Sect's formation!"

…

Only then did Yang Jishan and others realize the hidden secret, and they all looked at Lu Chengyun with contempt.

Bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, stealing inheritance, stealing ancestral tombs, and desecrating the ancestors are all taboos in the cultivation world.

Lu Chengyun, even if he died, it would not be a pity!

The Corpse King remained motionless.

But at this moment, there were two iron corpses beside Lu Chengyun, and they were suddenly killed.

Their claws were like swords. One went from left to right, cutting into Lu Chengyun's head, and the other went from right to left, going straight for Lu Chengyun's heart.

The moves are fierce and the timing is precise.

At this time, all Lu Chengyun's attention was focused on the Spiritual Pivot Formation on the corpse king's chest. Because he was guilty of being a thief, he was afraid and confessed to heaven, so he was caught off guard.

But the strength of the Iron Corpse was, after all, inferior to that of the Half-Bronze Corpse Corpse King, and his attacks were a bit slower, giving Lu Chengyun a chance to escape.

Feeling danger, he immediately turned sideways to avoid Xinmai's claw, and then lowered his head to avoid the head-cutting move.

But despite this, his bun was shaved off.

Lu Chengyun's hair was disheveled and he was in a miserable state.

He looked at the two iron corpses with a horrified look on his face. He backed away repeatedly and begged for mercy:

"Two elders, spare my life!"

These two iron corpses were the elders of Xiaolingyin Sect during their lifetime.

After his death, he dug up his grave and turned him into a zombie.

Lu Chengyun thought he was an ancestor of the Xiaolingyin Sect and was seeking his life, so he was terrified.

But then, his heart skipped a beat and he realized something was wrong.

Vaguely, he could feel that there was a spiritual consciousness, with the Corpse King as the pivot, pulling the two iron corpses!

This spiritual consciousness is very deep, very obscure, and it also reveals a bit of familiarity.

"Someone is up to something and wants to take the opportunity to kill me!"

Lu Chengyun's eyes turned cold, and he followed this spiritual consciousness. Then his spiritual consciousness moved, and with a sharp look, he suddenly slashed out a sword energy and headed straight for the open space next to Yang Jishan.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to hit the ground.

A young man in white clothes with a spear in his hand suddenly appeared, standing with the spear sideways, his breath surged, blocking the attack and eliminating the sword energy.

This young man in white is none other than Bai Zisheng.

Lu Chengyun was secretly shocked.

With his Qi refining skills, he actually blocked the sword of his foundation-building monk!

And when Bai Zisheng retreated, a small figure also appeared behind him.

His eyebrows are picturesque and his eyes are as bright as stars.

It's ink painting.

Lu Chengyun was startled, and then his expression suddenly changed:

"You're not dead?!"

Mo Hua squinted and smiled, but did not answer.

Lu Chengyun's eyes flashed, his expression suddenly shook, and he lost his voice:

"Could it be you?"

"You controlled my Corpse King?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jishan and others were shocked and looked at the ink paintings in disbelief.

But Mo Hua shook his head and corrected: "It's not '豼''s Corpse King."

Then he held his small hand, and the formation pattern on the Corpse King's chest suddenly brightened, and light blue spiritual threads stretched out, gradually spreading to the Corpse King's body.

"It is now my corpse king!"

Lu Chengyun looked horrified, "No!"

He immediately focused his attention and tried his best to activate the Lingshu Evil Formation, trying to fight for the control of the Corpse King at all costs.

Bloody formations appeared on the corpse king's chest.

The red evil force, like blood threads, also spreads outwards, entangled with the light blue spiritual threads, strangulating each other, constantly arising and dying.

The Corpse King was also struggling repeatedly between the red and blue hairsprings, roaring ferociously.

On its chest, there are two-color formations, good versus evil, alternating light and dark.

In just a moment, the blood threads were suppressed by the spirit threads and collapsed.

The evil array on the corpse king's chest also gradually dimmed.

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Chengyun's forehead, and he gradually felt that his consciousness was weak. He activated the evil spirit array, and the blood streaks of evil force that were generated gradually became weak and weak.

And those spiritual power gossamers are still flowing continuously, filled with strong spiritual power!

Lu Chengyun felt incredible.

He realized a terrible fact:

Mo Hua, this kid, is not only proficient in the Lingshu Formation, but his level of formation is much higher than his own, and even his divine consciousness is crushing him!

How can it be? !

He is only at the eighth level of Qi refining! !

Seeing his corpse king gradually getting out of his control.

Lu Chengyun was heartbroken and frightened. He glared at the ink painting and gritted his teeth and asked:

"When did you learn the Spiritual Pivot Formation?"

While controlling the Corpse King, Mo Hua said with a puzzled look on his face: "Didn't you teach me this?"

Lu Chengyun was startled.

Mo Hua looked innocent and said:

"Have you forgotten? You showed me the Lingshu Formation Diagram. You even drew it several times in front of me. I learned it just by looking at it..."

Lu Chengyun screamed: "Impossible!!"

"impossible!"

His expression was close to madness.

"This is the Lingshu Formation, a first-grade twelve-marked formation!"

"It took me nearly a hundred years to study day and night, and I went through a lot of hard work. I had to resort to evil means, using human bones, dipping them in human blood, and painting human skin to learn this formation..."

"How many times will it take you to learn?"

"This is impossible!"

Lu Chengyun's eyes were red, and his mind was distracted. Even his Taoist heart showed faint signs of being broken.

Mo Hua immediately gave Bai Zisheng a look.

Bai Zisheng understood instantly, and with a movement of his body, the gun flew straight towards Lu Chengyun's chest like a gust of wind.

Because the Corpse King was accused, the iron corpses around him remained motionless.

Lu Chengyun's heart fluctuated and he was emotionally disturbed. He was not aware of Bai Zisheng's sneak attack and was stabbed in the chest by the gun.

It's just that Bai Zisheng can only refine Qi after all, while Lu Chengyun has the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Although this shot was swift and violent, it only broke through Lu Chengyun's skin, not piercing it, and it couldn't kill him.

Lu Chengyun spit out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back, and immediately came to his senses.

Escape!

The corpse king he relied on would soon belong to someone else.

If he didn't run away, he would probably die here.

Lu Chengyun used his body skills to avoid Bai Zisheng's spear skills and retreated at the same time.

Although Bai Zisheng was a Qi cultivator, he had a deep cultivation and sharp Taoism.

Lu Chengyun was seriously injured and surrounded by powerful enemies. The corpse king was about to "rebel", so he could only be chased by Bai Zisheng and fled in a panic among the iron corpses like wooden stakes.

The surrounding cultivators couldn't figure out the situation and didn't know what to do for a while.

Yang Jishan also looked a little depressed.

He also began to be confused.

The person who secretly controlled the corpse king was actually Mo Hua? ?

This little cultivator was the mastermind behind the scenes?

Was he the one who planned to refine the Tao evil?

How could this be possible?

But if not, how could he have bypassed Lu Chengyun and controlled the corpse king to "rebel"?

What exactly is his identity?

Is he a disciple of a righteous master, or... a son of the devil?

Yang Jishan's heart gradually turned cold, and his expression became more hesitant.

Lu Chengyun was still running away. He had good body skills, and Bai Zisheng couldn't do anything to him in a short time.

For a moment, the scene was a bit stalemate.

At this time, the Yin energy behind Lu Chengyun suddenly became heavy.

The corpse king, whose chest had completely evolved into the shape of a light blue spiritual pivot array pattern, suddenly appeared behind him, and his claws were as sharp as the wind, strangling Lu Chengyun's neck.

The sharp and long nails stuck Lu Chengyun tightly.

Lu Chengyun looked panicked, but he couldn't break free.

The corpse king had completely lost control.

No, he lost control of the corpse king.

The corpse king was completely controlled by Mo Hua!

Mo Hua controlled the Corpse King, caught Lu Chengyun, and immediately said:

"Brother, kill him!"

Just as Bai Zisheng was about to take action, Yang Jishan came back to his senses, looked shocked, and hurriedly said:

"No!"

The skinny old man also hurriedly said: "Can't kill!"

Bai Zisheng hesitated and looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"Kill!"

Between the Taoist monks and Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng would of course listen to his junior brother.

Lu Chengyun was locked by the Corpse King, and the opportunity was rare, so he would naturally go all out and stab Lu Chengyun, the scum, to death with one shot!

Bai Zisheng held the gun horizontally and accumulated power, and his breath rose.

"Stop him!"

Yang Jishan said, and then took the lead to stop Bai Zisheng.

The situation is unclear now, and Lu Chengyun cannot die yet.

If he dies, the Corpse King loses control, and the Taoist evil revives, everything will be over.

The skinny old man also took out the copper coin, but before he could make a move, his expression suddenly changed.

Yang Jishan, who was standing by, also stopped and looked at them with a sluggish look.

In front of them, Bai Zisheng's aura continued to rise, his spiritual power roared, and there was even a faint sound of dragon roar.

And on his spear, a majestic blue dragon phantom condensed!

Dragon!

The skinny old man trembled and said, "Returning Dragon Spear Technique?!"

Everyone's face changed when they heard it.

"Following the Dragon's Technique..."

"It's from Ganzhou... that ten thousand year old clan, the Bai family?!"

The power of the blue dragon phantom and the momentum of the Ganzhou Bai family made these foundation-building cultivators feel fearful and at a loss.

Mo Hua also opened his mouth.

Bai Zisheng was dressed in white, his eyes were like swords, and the blue dragon phantom swam around, majestic and heroic.

He had never thought that his junior brother could be so handsome...

When the power of the Angelica Dragon Spear was fully accumulated, Bai Zisheng's spiritual power surged.

Then, he truly became one with the spear, and the spear came out like a dragon. The whole person turned into a dragon shadow, and roared out with a high-pitched dragon roar.

This shot almost exhausted all of Bai Zisheng's spiritual power, and the power was terrifying.

In Lu Chengyun's extremely terrified eyes, a shot pierced his chest.

The spiritual power containing the dragon's might shook his meridians and internal organs, strangling Lu Chengyun's vitality bit by bit!

The traitor of the Little Lingyin Sect.

The head of the Lu family in Nanyue City.

The culprit who killed people, set up arrays to refine corpses, and built corpse mines died!

The whole grave mountain was quiet.

Dozens of iron corpses and thousands of walking corpses also weakened their breath and stopped moving.

After dozens of breaths, there was no change, and Yang Jishan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Mo Hua appeared, there have been many surprises.

His heart was in turmoil for several times in less than an hour.

Lu Chengyun was dead, and the zombies did not move.

This is a good thing...

After trying his best to activate the Return Dragon Spear and kill Lu Chengyun, Bai Zisheng was also a little exhausted, his face was slightly pale, but his expression was very excited and a little proud.

Bai Zixi was a little helpless, shook his head, took out a pill from the Fengwen storage bag, handed it to Bai Zisheng, and asked him to take it to regulate his breathing.

Mo Hua, who was standing aside, had a calm expression, but suddenly frowned.

Yang Jishan hesitated a little, and just when he was about to say something to Mo Hua, his expression suddenly changed.

In the quiet grave mountain, the sound of chewing suddenly came to mind.

The sound was weird and gloomy.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and found a creepy scene:

Lu Chengyun, who was killed by Bai Zisheng, was being eaten by the corpse king!

As if afraid of being discovered, the corpse king ate very quickly, taking big mouthfuls and devouring the food. In just a few moments, he had swallowed up Lu Chengyun alive!

Its mouth and chest were covered with blood and flesh.

The red in its eyes became more and more, and the dark gold in the red became more and more obvious.

The skinny old man looked pale and said in a trembling voice:

"King of Corpses... Lord Devourer, is this Dao Evil awakening?"

Everyone was shocked, with great fear in their hearts.

At the same time, the aura of the Corpse King suddenly became terrifying, and it contained a hint of twisted Tao Yun.

Yang Jishan said sharply:

"Everyone, use all your strength to kill it before it wakes up!"

One after another, the spiritual power of the foundation-building monks rose.

Either spells, spiritual weapons, or talismans, all kinds of methods are used, trying their best to strangle the evil corpse in the cradle!

On the tomb mountain, various foundation building spiritual powers are intertwined, and the aura is huge.

But when these attacks were about to hit the Corpse King, they were all blocked by the Iron Corpse.

These iron corpses are not afraid of death and guard the Corpse King.

But the originally peaceful group of corpses started to riot again, with red eyes, roars, and desperate attacks on the monks, seemingly not allowing anyone to offend their "king"!

On top of the tomb mountain, in an instant, they fell into an even more intense battle of life and death.

Bai Zisheng held a spear in his hand and wanted to fight again, but Bai Zixi stopped him.

Bai Zixi brought Bai Zisheng to Mo Hua, and stood in front of the two of them. She pinched the sword formula with her delicate white fingers and condensed the sword light. The sword was burning with crystal white fire, protecting the three of them.

The zombies all around were burned by white fire whenever they came into contact with the sword light.

Mo Hua glanced at the Corpse King from a distance.

The aura of the Corpse King is getting stronger little by little, and the twisted Tao Yun on his body is getting deeper and deeper.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he drew a thick earth formation at his feet, and began to meditate with his eyes closed, communicating something with his spiritual consciousness.

Groups of foundation-building monks rushed toward the Corpse King.

But time and time again, he was blocked by the iron corpse.

Yang Jishan looked pale and anxious.

The corpse king is gradually waking up and turning into a Taoist evil.

If you don’t kill the Corpse King, everyone will die!

The borders of Xiaohuang State will also be devastated.

Yang Jishan picked up the Sunset Gun, took the Spiritual Return Pill, and then the Great Return Pill, and used his last spiritual power to activate the Sunset Gun again.

This shot was equally powerful.

The firelight condensed, and the gun was like the scorching sun.

Yang Jishan couldn't rush in front of the Corpse King, so he only had to throw it hard to turn the spear into a rainbow, set off flames, and kill the Corpse King.

But this shot was also blocked by Tie Zhi's body. Although he finally reached the corpse king, he was caught by the corpse king with one hand.

The Corpse King twisted it, and the Sunset Spear was broken, and its skin and flesh instantly transformed into bronze.

Then the Corpse King looked up to the sky and roared.

The corpse energy soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The sky was faintly red.

This sound was like a command.

At this moment, not only the entire cemetery, but also the mines, and even the entire territory of Nanyue City, all the zombies seemed to have heard the order and gathered towards the Corpse King, as if to worship their "king"!

Yang Jishan is like falling into an ice cellar.

All the monks also had numb scalps.

Many people looked desperate.

The skinny old man said: "Commander Yang, first find a way to break out of the encirclement. How many can survive?"

Yang Jishan gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Okay!"

But he also knew that under the tide of corpses ordered by the Corpse King, they would not be able to escape even if they escaped.

This is just a glimmer of hope.

But if you don't escape, there will be no chance of survival.

The monks retreated under the cover of the Taoist soldiers, but the ink painting remained in place.

When Yang Jishan saw this, he immediately shouted: "Little brother!"

He wanted to call Mo Hua to run away, but in this moment, Mo Hua was already surrounded by iron corpses.

Yang Jishan tried to save him, but he couldn't be saved.

Yang Jishan was very anxious, but then he was stunned again.

He found that the iron corpse only surrounded Mo Hua, but did not dare to get close.

Bai Zixi stood in front of Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng, her expression calm, but her eyes were still a little solemn.

At this moment, Mo Hua opened his eyes, took a step forward, and blocked the little senior brother and sister behind him.

But when Mo Hua walked forward, Tie Zhi showed fear and retreated one after another.

In their instinct, there is fear and the fear of being dominated.

The Corpse King is their "king".

And now Lu Chengyun is dead.

Mo Hua is the only one who can control the Corpse King, and he is the king of their kings!

The group of corpses calmed down a little.

The monks were able to breathe for a moment.

And passing through the group of corpses, the corpse king looked at the ink painting with his majestic and ferocious eyes.

It has not yet become evil.

Because it didn't really "eat the master".

Lu Chengyun is the master, but he has never been the real master.

Its real owner is this little monk!

A master who has a master is not a master.

A king who has a king is not a king.

After eating this little monk, it can truly devour the master, truly break the shackles, break away from the shackles of heaven, become the unique "King of Corpses", and become the "evil" that devours the world!

Turn this area into a bloody purgatory!

The blood in the corpse king's eyes suddenly turned into a bloody light, heading straight towards the ink painting.

Everyone was shocked, and Yang Jishan's expression also changed drastically, "Not good!"

Mo Hua's expression was calm, his eyes were like swords, and his little hand pointed forward.

The corpse king's forward movement came to an abrupt halt!

Its chest suddenly sprouted countless spiritual threads, weaving outward like threads, suppressing the Corpse King's Corpse Qi and pulling on the Corpse King's body.

In the eyes of the Corpse King, there was no majesty, only cruelty and unwillingness.

It struggled to resist, and its vigor became stronger.

The corpse qi became more vigorous, and the gray-white corpse qi mixed with bloodshot surging layers upon layers.

At the same time, the twisted Tao Yun spreads.

Feeling this breath, all the cultivators felt frightened in their hearts, as if there was a layer of cold divine thoughts, watching them, erasing their thoughts, and making them surrender.

This twisted Dao Yun also enveloped Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's heart moved slightly.

This breath was very familiar.

The big monster in Tongxian City also had a similar breath.

But at that time, he knew nothing about Dao Yun and could not distinguish the details of this breath.

But now he understood.

This is the breath of Tao Nie, a twisted and evil Dao Yun.

Because it contains the evil Dao Yun, these disasters are called Dao Nie.

Mo Hua understood it in his heart, and then began to use the thick earth formation to communicate with the Dao Yun of the earth.

Those who are restless in the earth are corpses.

The breath of the corpse comes from the earth, but it is full of blood, hatred and hatred.

Mo Hua wants to use the Dao Yun of the earth to suppress the breath of the corpse king.

The earth is Kun, and it carries things with great virtue.

Perhaps it was the meaning of the earth, and it did not want to see the evil of the Tao grow.

The earth's Tao essence that Mo Hua communicated with this time was extremely strong. Although it was still not comparable to the time when he used the Tao stele to visualize, it was enough to suppress the corpse king who was half a step away from the Tao.

The breath of the evil of the Tao was offset.

Mo Hua was fully focused.

The divine consciousness at the peak of the thirteen patterns was running to the extreme.

On the Lingshu formation, thousands of spiritual silks bloomed, like a blooming ephemeral flower, densely packed, and strands of silk, completely strangling the corpse qi, suppressing, infiltrating, refining, suturing, and controlling it bit by bit...

The corpse king resisted with all his might, his eyes were cruel, his flesh and blood were broken by the spiritual silk, and he was resurrected...

It was unknown how long the stalemate lasted.

Mo Hua's eyes suddenly changed, the light in his eyes was bright, and his voice was crisp, but full of majesty and shouted:

"Evil beast!"

"Kneel down!!"

The corpse king was full of unwillingness and roared hoarsely.

But its body was still entangled and pulled by thousands of spiritual threads, trembling and slowly kneeling down.

Every time it knelt, the rocks on the ground cracked a little!

The whole grave mountain was shaking!

Thousands of zombies also had red eyes and roared unwillingly.

The whole Nanyue City, all over the mountains and ridges, was filled with corpse roars, as if it had fallen into the Avici Hell, with hundreds of ghosts wailing.

The corpses formed a tide, and the corpse gas was surging.

Mo Hua's eyes were calm, and his small figure was motionless.

He was still using the power of his mind to activate the Lingshu formation and control the corpse king bit by bit.

The corpse king was entangled by countless spiritual threads and suppressed by the earth's majestic Dao.

One of the corpse king's knees, in the midst of unyielding and struggle, finally knelt on the ground!

The hideous and terrifying clamor between heaven and earth came to an abrupt end.

The corpses were quiet.

The trembling people looked up.

Then I saw the bloody corpse aura covering the sky on the grave mountain.

The majestic and huge corpse king half-knelt in front of the small ink painting.

As soon as the corpse king knelt.

The violent aura of the corpse group gradually subsided.

The blood color in the eyes of dozens of iron corpses faded, revealing a look of awe, and slowly knelt down to the ink painting.

Then the zombies in the entire Nanyue City, all over the mountains and ridges, also prostrated themselves to the ink painting.

As soon as the corpse king knelt, the iron corpses surrendered, and thousands of corpses worshiped!

All the cultivators were terrified and speechless.

The skinny old man who was familiar with the Tianji algorithm was even more shocked.

He saw a scene that he had never imagined in his life, let alone dared to imagine:

The evil fetus of Taoism actually knelt down to a little kid...

I finished writing this paragraph at one time, and there will be no more chapters~