Chapter Eighty-Three: Reversing the Zombies and Collecting the Treasure
"Hehe, dare to teleport in front of me, bent on death!"
The zombie deity sensed spatial fluctuations with the Great Space Technique, and suddenly released four Great Cutting Techniques in a row towards a space in the distance!
The old man in Tsing Yi endured the discomfort of the poisonous invasion of his body, and just revealed his figure from another place, and before he could react, the four spatial cracks that he had been waiting for cut off the legs and arms of the old man in Tsing Yi.
"Ah, thief, come out!"
The old man in Tsing Yi shouted in pain, trying to take the elixir from the storage ring, but found that the finger and the whole arm wearing the storage ring were gone, and fell into the black mist.
I wanted to use my divine thoughts to pull it back, but the black mist blocked my divine thoughts again, and in just a while, the skin of the old man in Tsing Yi had turned jet black.
"Whew.... I don't...."
"Ah, no.... Roar ....."
The old man in Tsing Yi howled a few times and yelled a few times, but he still maintained a trace of sobriety.
"Don't be afraid, don't resist, this is your mother's arms, sleep, this is a dream, child, sleep!"
The zombie deity suddenly appeared next to the old man in Tsing Yi, shouting obscene and gibberish words.
"I... It's a catastrophe... Time limit.... Thief... Roar.... Roar!"
Before the old man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he suddenly lost his mind and let out a series of howls.
The zombie deity watched the old man in Tsing Yi grow two fangs that were obviously longer than the little zombie, and two jet-black arms and two thick legs grew back on his shoulders and thighs.
"Very good, very good, the remaining few people don't have to worry about the tribulation period, Mr. Ba, I pity you ......!"
The zombie deity looked at the zombie that the old man in Tsing Yi had reversed, he was very deferential to himself, and after a few words, he flew towards several other old men with the zombies of the Tribulation Period.
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"Mr. Ba, where did the best spirit stone go, and where did the materials and magic weapons go?"
"Chief Ba, hurry up and take it out, the apologetics array is about to break!"
"You turtle son, take it out quickly!"
“......”
With a bitter face, Mr. Ba sat cross-legged in a formation, looking at the large array that was about to shatter, and he didn't know why there was a trace of regret in his heart.
Bang bang!
After the loud noise, there was a sea of people shouting, coming towards the Flying Immortal Sect.
"Go, destroy them, you're done!"
In front of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, hundreds of powerful figures flew towards Chief Ba, and all the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect didn't have time to scold Chief Ba, so they rushed forward with a hard head.
Almost every opponent of the Flying Immortal Sect elders was a few people who were almost in the same realm as them, and in less than a moment, all the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect were beaten and wounded.
The other disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect were tortured and killed by the people of their own alliance, because almost all of them were several against one!
Boom....
A Flying Immortal Sect's Tribulation Scattered Immortal Elder was shattered into his body as a Scattered Immortal, and before the Yuan Shen could escape, he was covered in a large golden net.
The death of this Tribulation Scattered Immortal was like a signal, and then the Flying Immortal Sect had several Tribulation Period Elders and the souls of the First Tribulation Scattered Immortal who were beaten away.
"Thieves are looking for death!"
Just when the killing of everyone in the alliance was in full swing, the space in the back mountain of the Flying Immortal Sect fluctuated, and more than a hundred old figures killed the people of the alliance.
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"Don't be afraid, these old immortals are in the same realm as us, and they are all people who are about to reach their longevity and close themselves to death!"
One of the Alliance's Second Tribulation Immortals shouted.
Because 1-2 eons of scattered immortals are equal to the early stage of Mahayana, 3-4 eons are equal to the middle stage of Mahayana, 5-6 eons are equal to the late Mahayana period, 7 eons of scattered immortals are equal to the early stage of true immortals, 8 eons of scattered immortals are equal to the middle stage of true immortals, and 9 eons of scattered immortals are equal to the late stage of true immortals.
However, the 5 Tribulation Scattered Immortal Flying Immortal Wasteland did not exist at all.
Therefore, when the people of the alliance saw the old immortals who came out of the Flying Immortal Sect, they were not afraid, whether it was the realm or the number of people, the alliance had an advantage.
However, the leader of the Flying Immortal Sect is nowhere to be found, if the leader of the Flying Immortal Sect is here, one person can kill everyone in the audience in an instant.
Suddenly, the two sides fought to the death again.
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The zombie deity looked at the sixth old man of the Tribulation Period, and he was subdued by the 5 Tribulation Period Zombies and himself almost without exerting any effort.
After the last old man turned into a zombie, the zombie deity gave the little zombies an order to dismantle the formation base and return.
In the dungeon, except for Batu, almost everyone was reversed into zombies, and Batu was very happy to see these people become zombies and become Childe's right-hand man.
"Batu meets Childe!"
Batu looked at the zombie that walked in front of him and knelt respectfully on the ground.
"Get up!"
The zombie deity commanded, and then saw that the black fog in the dungeon was like a tide, quickly disappearing.
Suddenly, the endless treasure was revealed.
"Haha, it's all uncle's, it's all uncle's!"
The zombie deity looked at so many treasures and shouted with laughter.
After all the little zombies returned, the zombie deity put all the zombies, including Batu, into the mustard seed space, and then quickly collected all these treasures without any prohibition in the mustard seed space.
A mountain of spiritual stones disappears!
A Sumeru stone mountain disappears!
A whole bunch of magic weapons are gone!
A whole bunch of empty Stygian Stones are gone!
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The zombie deity quickly collected these tempting treasures, and for the first time felt very tired of collecting treasures.
By the next day, the zombie figure looked at the empty dungeon, grinned, and sat on the ground.
"I'm so fucking tired!"
After resting for a while, the zombie deity escaped to the ground, and after changing the thoughts of the mahjong gang master, he flew away towards the Blue Moon Mine with all his might.
In the future, not far from Muxiao City, there will be one more village, and the Ma gang master will farm the land, marry a daughter-in-law, and live a happy life.
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Chief Ba watched the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect die one after another, and immediately summoned up the mana of his whole body and fled towards the ground.
"The famous head of the Flying Immortal Sect, a few of our old buddies have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Soon after escaping into the ground, the chief manager of Ba saw that he was surrounded by 6 old men, three of whom were the same as himself, and two were in the early Mahayana stage and one in the middle Mahayana period.
"You know I'm going to run away?"
Mr. Ba tensed his body to prevent the other party's sudden and fierce attack.
"Haha, hand over the treasures of the Flying Immortal Sect for tens of thousands of years, and we'll let you go, otherwise you'll ......!"
One of the old men in the middle of Mahayana said.
"Hmph, you're in the middle of Mahayana, it's really ...... if you don't have a good retreat to break through the true immortal!"
Before Mr. Ba could finish speaking, he turned into a huge rat and rushed towards one of the old men.
"Mr. Ba, don't work in vain, although your real body is a rat demon, but there are many of us, you can't escape!"
This old man in the middle of the Mahayana period sacrificed his flying sword that he had cultivated for many years and stabbed it towards the abdomen of the mouse, and several other old men reacted quickly, taking out various magic weapons and striking at the mouse.