"Zombie King, you are crazy, do you really want to kill us all!!"

A tenth-rank late mage's face sank violently, and when he saw that all around him were sealed by mountains, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Obviously, Lin Cheng had made up his mind to kill them.

Although it can't be wiped out, the valley is now surrounded by mountains, and it is estimated that there are very few people who can run out.

"No matter how much it is, the old man doesn't believe it's really so powerful! The Laoshan disciples listened to the order, the Eight Desolation Array, up, kill this zombie! ”

Another Tenth Rank Late Stage Mage said with a serious face.

Then, dozens of Laoshan disciples shot out and surrounded Lin Cheng.

All the six-grade late mages form the advanced formation of Laoshan Mountain, the Eight Desolation Formation.

"Fellow Daoist of Laoshan, I wish you a helping hand!"

As soon as the words fell, another late ten-rank mage shot out from the group of mages.

Behind him, followed by hundreds of mages of the late seventh grade.

"Go, form a Yin Yang Taiji Array!"

This tenth-rank late-stage mage looked at the hundreds of seventh-rank late-stage mages and snorted.

Soon, hundreds of seventh-grade late-stage mages, and dozens of sixth-grade late-stage mages in Laoshan surrounded Lin Cheng with three layers inside and three layers outside.

"The Taoist friends of Wudang Mountain are also out of the horse, this zombie king was so arrogant just now, and let the mountain god block the road, see how arrogant it will be next!"

"Yes, it is said that the Yin and Yang Taiji Array of Wudang Mountain and the Eight Desolation Arrays of Laoshan complement each other and can form a formation within a formation.

These two high-level formations have always only been known by their names, and today not only can you see two, but you can also see these two formations combined to deal with the enemy together! ”

"Two high-level killing arrays, even if the zombie king is powerful, it is impossible to play any tricks!"

"The mages of Wudang Mountain and Laoshan Mountain? It's the first time I've seen you. ”

Lin Cheng looked at the many mages surrounding him, and secretly thought in his heart.

The top ten Taoist holy places in China, two of which have appeared at this moment.

Wudang Mountain in Hubei, Laoshan Mountain in Shandong, and the rest are Baiyun Temple in Longjing, Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan Province, Qiyun Mountain in Anhui, Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi, Maoshan Mountain in Jiangsu, Chongyang Palace in Shaanxi, Kongtong Mountain in Gansu, and Guandi Temple in Jiezhou, Shanxi.

The mages of the Taoist Holy Land are different, the shot is a combination array, and they are all two killing arrays.

These two formations can only be said to be average, and they are not worth mentioning at all compared to the formations that Lin Cheng knows.

After all, many powerful spells and formations have been lost now, and what can be preserved are also some spells and formations that were weak before.

However, these two formations were perfected by the mages of Laoshan Mountain and Wudang Mountain, and they complemented each other to form a formation within a formation.

Not to mention, if Lin Cheng wasn't afraid of mages, he would really be difficult to deal with.

If you change to Shi Yan to deal with these people, you will definitely only be abused.

Seriously, Lin Cheng didn't want to kill them, but he had no choice but to make a move.

Just like now, if you don't make a move, you will only be killed by them.

If they don't kill, they are afraid that they will come next time, so he can only kill to stop killing.

"Whew......"

At this moment, Laoshan's disciple took out the peachwood sword, used his mana, and stabbed Lin Cheng at the same time.

The peachwood sword flashed with golden light, shooting out a golden ray that hit Lin Cheng's body.

But Lin Cheng didn't feel any discomfort, as if the golden rays didn't exist at all.

Seeing this scene, Laoshan's ten-rank late mage frowned tightly.

"Qiang ......"

"Qiang ...... Qiang Qiang Qiang ......"

The mages of Wudang Mountain formed a Yin Yang Taiji Array and also launched a fierce attack on Lin Cheng, and the magic weapons in their hands kept beckoning Lin Cheng.

With a sound like striking iron, Lin Chengcheng stood quietly in place and did not fight back.

"How is it possible, you guys stop attacking, and then attack together at the same time, the old man doesn't believe that the Yin Yang Taiji Array and the Eight Desolation Array form a formation within a formation and can't help it!"

The pupils of the late ten-rank mage of Wudang Mountain shrank, and he couldn't help but shout eagerly.

The disciples of Laoshan and Wudang Mountain heard this, stopped attacking, and then prepared to strike together.

At this moment, Lin Cheng felt a sense of crisis, which was not very strong, and this sense of crisis showed that the next attack was likely to make him injured.

I have to say that Laoshan and Wudang Mountain are really powerful, and they are worthy of being mages from Taoist holy lands.

"Aren't you going to fight the Martial God Codex? Let you die under the Warrior Codex! ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Cheng violently ran the War Martial Arts Scripture, and with a low shout, a battle word appeared on his body, and it disappeared in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, the momentum was unleashed, and the rich corpse qi surrounded the body, and the powerful corpse qi made the disciples of Wudang Mountain and Laoshan stand on end.

At the same time, a sense of foreboding rose in their hearts.

"Run!"

One of the disciples burst into a loud shout.

His instincts are accurate, and he has always relied on his instincts to avoid countless crises.

After seeing Lin Cheng's rich corpse aura, he knew that he couldn't fight Lin Cheng, and they would all die at that time.

As soon as he ran, the disciples of Wudang Mountain and Laoshan all withdrew their formations and retreated frantically.

"Want to run?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed on Lin Cheng's face, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand.

"Poof......

It was too late for the nearest twelve