Chapter 6241 The Power of Corpses!

It's not just Su Han and Duan Yihan.

Even the legendary army of the Divine Kingdom around them, as well as Ye Qianzhong, Zhao Qiansui and others, and the many powerful people of the Universe Kingdom who were sitting in the imperial city and scanning the place with their divine thoughts, all showed some shock in their eyes.

The body-cultivating corpse of the pseudo-supreme level can be regarded as the top existence among the pseudo-supremes, but was chopped back by the Lord of Ziming with a knife, which shows how strong the Lord of Ziming is!

Of course.

The corpse did not lose its combat effectiveness because of the attack of the Lord of Ziming.

"Ah!!!"

It seemed very angry and let out a huge roar.

The huge body stopped in the universe, and the physical strength like the vast waves was all condensed on the fists, and it slammed towards the Lord of Ziming fiercely.

Obviously, there was no martial arts cultivation power mixed in, but when the corpse attacked the Lord of Ziming, it gave people a feeling of a little color.

The dark and deep universe seemed to be trembling!

"Hmph!"

The Purple Nether Lord snorted coldly, his expression did not change.

The long sword transformed by the power of faith swept through the void and chopped towards the corpse again.

At the same time.

The figure of the Purple Nether Lord flickered, as if he turned into a ghost and merged directly into the universe.

When the corpse collided with the sword light, he appeared from behind the corpse, and some of the power of faith turned into a dagger in his hand, sweeping across the back of the corpse.

"Swish!"

The sound of the flesh being torn apart came out, as if the universe was also torn apart.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the back of the corpse. Because its body was too large, there was a lot of blood. From a distance, it looked like a river of blood.

"Puff puff puff..."

In the following time, under the gaze of countless eyes, the figure of the Purple Nether Lord kept shuttling around the corpse.

Every time he appeared, he would bring up a long blood-colored rainbow, which would cause the corpse to roar in anger.

In terms of attack power, this corpse is no less than the Purple Nether Lord.

But in terms of speed, the corpse seems too clumsy!

The Purple Nether Lord can easily dodge every attack, but it has never dodged the Purple Nether Lord's attack!

However, as time went by, Su Han and others gradually frowned.

They could see that although the corpse was cut open by the Purple Nether Lord, his body recovery speed was very terrifying.

Although he had suffered such serious injuries before, he still had strong combat power at this moment, and the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Father, if you continue like this, it will only consume your cultivation power!" Su Han shouted.

"Consumption?"

The Purple Nether Lord smiled faintly and stretched out both hands at the same time.

"Wow!!!"

A large amount of faith power condensed in his hands at this moment, turning into two daggers.

Although it was two meters long, even exceeding the height of the Purple Nether Lord, anyone could see that it was two daggers!

"Cross Shadow Thorn!"

The voice of Nanshan Tianzu came from the side: "One of your Majesty's top methods!"

Su Han and Duan Yihan were slightly shocked, and their eyes showed expectation.

But the figure of the Purple Nether Lord flashed through the universe and came directly to the back of the corpse's neck.

The two daggers passed over the neck without any hesitation.

"Puff! Puff!"

Two huge wounds, in the shape of a cross, were cut from the neck of the corpse.

The corpse turned around immediately, wanting to kill the Purple Nether Lord with a punch.

But its movements were too clumsy. Before it could completely turn around, the two daggers in the hands of the Purple Nether Lord merged with each other and turned into a long sword.

In this long sword, there was also a drop of blood. The blood quickly melted, and the blood-red brilliance merged with the golden light of the power of faith.

The Purple Nether Lord held the sword with both hands and stabbed it from above the corpse!

The place it stabbed was the center of the cross wound that had just been opened on the corpse!

"Puff!!!"

The long sword instantly pierced into the corpse's neck, and a huge column of blood spurted out, like a huge blood-colored waterfall.

And the drop of blood that belonged to the Purple Nether Lord that was fused into the long sword directly penetrated the corpse's own blood, invaded the body of the corpse, and destroyed it crazily.

The corpse was shaking all over, and its strange eyes also had a moment of emptiness.

"Isn't it said that the body cultivators of the pseudo-supreme level are very powerful? This corpse looks too weak, right? Is it because my father is stronger?" Duan Yihan asked in a low voice.

"No..."

Nanshan Tianzu shook his head gently: "The spiritual intelligence of this corpse recovered too slowly, which made it unable to use many of its methods. Now it is only relying on the strength of the flesh to compete with Your Majesty. The strength it really shows is probably less than one-tenth of a pseudo-supreme body cultivator."

"Is that so..." Duan Yihan suddenly realized.

If you haven't reached that level yet, you still don't understand it very well.

Anyway, in her impression, a physical cultivator of the same level should not be so weak.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

At this moment, countless roars suddenly came from the sluggish rotten body.

Almost every roar would cause a blood hole to burst out of the rotten body!

At a glance, the rotten body was completely surrounded by the black and red blood mist. The body that was originally intact was now filled with blood holes. The dense wounds made people feel tingling at the sight of it.

The figure of the Purple Nether Lord flashed and came to the head of the rotten body.

But before he could make a move, the rotten body suddenly raised its head and opened its huge mouth!

"Wow!!!"

A shocking blood column spit out from the mouth of the rotten body.

The blood that condensed into a blood column was completely different from the blood that flowed from the rotten body before!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

When the blood column erupted from the mouth of the rotten corpse, even the vast and ethereal universe made a hissing sound, as if it was being burned, or corroded, and thick white mist emerged!

Under the pseudo-supreme, no one could imagine the horror of this blood column.

And the Lord of Ziming was the first to bear the brunt and became the primary target of the blood column!

He seemed to feel the horror of the blood column and did not attack again. Instead, he burst out the power of cultivation from all over his body, and with the power of faith, formed layer after layer of defense.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Everything happened in just a moment!

The defense formed by the Lord of Ziming continued to collapse and dissipate after being hit by the blood column!

His figure was hanging upside down in the void, forcibly colliding with the blood column, forming a brief confrontation.

"Okay."

At this moment, a cold and plain voice suddenly came.

"Jing Wanhong, you can suppress this rotten corpse, but you can't kill it. Don't waste time."