Chapter 673 Seventy-Two Corpse Slaves

Peng Zhitian ignored the Northern Lion King, the Bull Demon King and the Six-eared Macaque, looked at the temple with indifference, and said: "Hand over the Candle Dragon, otherwise the temple will be expelled today!"

His voice was hoarse, and people couldn't help but get goose bumps after hearing it.

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

Among the six palaces and three places, the Corpse King Palace can be ranked in the top three. It is far away from the temple. She never thought that the Corpse King Palace would kill her and directly send Peng Zhitian.

Among the thirteen kings, Peng Zhitian is very famous, and his fame is made up of piles of bones.

"Humph! Are you ignoring us?"

The Six-eared Macaque shouted unhappily. Although the opponent's aura was very strong, he was not afraid.

Although the three great demon kings following behind him did not reach the Daluo realm, they were at least in the late and perfect Taiyi Xuanxian realm.

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

The high tower on the top trembled violently, thunder and lightning were intertwined, and the breath inside became more and more terrifying. It was obvious that Zhulong was about to awaken successfully.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Peng Zhitian ignore him so much, the six-eared macaque was immediately angry.

He immediately rushed towards Peng Zhitian with an iron rod, tearing the air with one rod, and his unruly figure passed over the sky above the temple, wanting to smash Peng Zhitian to death with one rod.

Facing the aggressive six-eared macaque, Peng Zhitian narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, pointed his index finger at the six-eared macaque, and the demonic energy quickly flew out along the fingertips, turning into a spear, and attacked the six-eared macaque at an extremely fast speed.

In a flash, the six-eared macaque's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously dodged, but was still cut through the waist by the demonic energy spear, and blood splattered.

"So fast!"

Sun Wukong said in a deep voice with his eyes wide open. Luo Shixin showed a fearful look on his face. Even Pipa, who had reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The Northern Lion King and the Bull Demon King took a breath of cold air. He injured the extremely powerful Six-eared Macaque with one move. How strong is Peng Zhitian?

Peng Zhitian was taciturn and his eyes were on the high tower at the top of the temple again. The tower changed from trembling to shaking. Thunders fell one after another and were blocked by the Wujin Anti-Enemy Formation, which made the tower safe and sound.

"Peng Zhitian, our temple has never had anything to do with your Corpse King Palace..." Zun Rudao stared at Peng Zhitian and said coldly. When the Corpse King Palace appeared, the demon ancestor and the demon king's men were automatically ignored by him.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Peng Zhitian: "Weaklings are not qualified to say these things!"

After the voice fell, Peng Zhitian suddenly raised his hands, and saw black holes of different sizes appearing out of thin air behind him, and corpses crawled out one after another. The scene was horrifying and terrifying, and everyone's backs were chilled.

The reason why they are called corpses is that their eyes are empty and their flesh is rotten to varying degrees, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

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

"These corpse slaves are actually Taiyi Xuanxian realm cultivation!" Pipa frowned.

When these words came out, Qin Jun couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Looking around, Peng Zhitian summoned 72 corpse slaves, which is equivalent to bringing 72 Taiyi Xuanxian?

The Northern Lion King and the Six-eared Macaque were also frightened and dared not provoke Peng Zhitian again.

Peng Zhitian waved his hand, and 72 Taiyi Xuanxian realm corpse slaves roared and flew towards the temple.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The corpse slaves hit the Wujin enemy defense formation one after another, causing the golden curtain to ripple.

The seventy-two Taiyi Xuanxians hit hard, causing the Wujin enemy defense formation to begin to shake, which frightened the temple elders and the millions of guards drooled.

The war was about to break out!

"You guys go too!"

The Northern Lion King roared. Although he could not defeat Peng Zhitian, he could use numbers to contain him and then take away Zhulong in the chaos.

Zun Rudao quickly took out his blue-veined broadsword, ready to fight at any time.

Millions of guards urged their magic power to maintain the Wujin enemy defense formation.

If the Wujin enemy defense formation was broken, what awaited them would be a massacre, and no one dared to relax.

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

"Your Majesty, should we take action?"

Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop from his ear and asked excitedly. He couldn't wait for the war to start.

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

The next second, Qin Jun was at a loss for words. This guy didn't go to find Liu Er Mihou, but went to challenge the more powerful Peng Zhitian.

Luo Shixin also took out the Qilin Overlord Spear and rushed out, and he went to find Liu Er Mihou.

"Your Majesty, what about me?" Pipa asked casually, her fingers tangling her hair.

Except for the Chongming bird on Qin Jun's shoulder, no creature had a higher cultivation level than her, so she was qualified to be arrogant.

"Hold your troops." Qin Jun said, looking at the battlefield above.

Sun Wukong directly penetrated the Wujin defense formation, raised the golden hoop and smashed it at Peng Zhitian, shouting: "Take my stick!"

As he spoke, the golden hoop suddenly swelled and fell like a pillar of heaven.

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

Boom!

The golden cudgel hit the palm of the evil spirit, directly shattering it.

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

"Huh?"

Peng Zhitian was surprised and doubtful, obviously not expecting Sun Wukong's power to be so great.

In the distance, when Liu Er Mihou saw Sun Wukong take action, his eyes flashed with brilliance. As soon as he saw Sun Wukong, his blood boiled inexplicably and he wanted to fight him.

At this moment, Luo Shixin also flew out of the Wujin Enemy Defense Formation and rushed towards him.

The Wujin Enemy Defense Formation can easily rush out from the inside, but it is difficult to get in from the outside.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin take action, the high-level officials of the temple were relieved. Although they were very dissatisfied with them, they had to admit that these two guys were ridiculously strong.

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

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

"There is hope!" The black butterfly fairy replied in a sonorous voice.

Shen Wuji, who performed the art of summoning gods, could not beat Sun Wukong. Even if Peng Zhitian had stronger means, it was estimated that he would not be able to defeat Sun Wukong.

At the same time, Luo Shixin also began to chase the six-eared macaque.

He was so powerful and his realm was higher than that of the six-eared macaque, so he had an absolute advantage in the fight.

"Where did this brute jump out of..."

The six-eared macaque thought with a shudder while using an iron rod to block Luo Shixin's crazy attack.

Qin Jun watched the battle calmly, and the Chongming bird on his shoulder was also shaking his head. No one could have imagined that it had the perfect cultivation of the Daluo Jinxian realm.

"Your Majesty, can you spare my brother's life?" Ruyi Zhenxian couldn't help begging.

The third update!