The evil spirit was rushing, the corpses were dancing, the roar shook the sky, and the ground rumbled continuously.

From afar, it looks like a powerful army of rotting corpses, with terrifying power to destroy everything.

Just when nearly a hundred carrion corpses stretched out their claws as sharp as steel knives, they slapped towards Zhang Xingxing.

Zhang Xingxing finally moved!

Then, I saw Zhang Xingxing probe his hand and condense a light saber that bloomed with essence.

The arms were like illusions, and countless dazzling swords flew in the air.

All the swords were intertwined, condensing into brilliant cyan lotus flowers, as well as wisps of mysterious golden talismans.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the lotus flower continued to bloom, incomparably mysterious, and burst out countless Dao, sweeping the golden talisman's fierce sword gang.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Only dull sounds were heard, rippling back and forth in the woods.

I only felt that a strong hurricane kept rolling in the woods.

The rotting corpses that rushed around did not hesitate, and they fell to the ground one after another like dominoes, unable to move.

"Hmm, my carrion should be immortal...... What's going on?" the black-robed man's eyes shone coldly.

Then his pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice: "By the way, Zhang Xingxing seems to understand Buddhism...... It seems that that talisman has some kind of exorcism power!"

"Humph!"

The black-robed man snorted, waved his big hand, and a cloud of oozing black qi poured towards dozens of bronze rotting corpses not far away.

"Whew!"

Dozens of bronze rotting corpses suddenly opened their eyes filled with ferociousness, bared their teeth, and let out bursts of piercing roars, swept away with endless terrifying aura, and shot towards Zhang Xingxing.

Zhang Xingxing obviously also felt the power of the bronze carrion corpse, far beyond the power of ordinary carrion corpses, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, running energy.

At the same time, his left hand quickly pinched the magic trick, bursting out with an incomparably dazzling golden light.

In the golden mang, there seems to be countless mysterious talismans.

In the end, Zhang Xingxing waved his palm, golden mangs gushed out, and talismans danced wildly.

A violent hurricane burst out, as if setting off an eighteen-level hurricane in the same place, fierce and terrifying to the extreme.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, all the rotting corpses, including the bronze rotting corpses, flew upside down into the distance like sandbags that had been thrown away, and slammed heavily on the ground, booming continuously, losing the power to act.

The black-robed man standing in the distance, feeling the strong wind whistling, his face was a little ugly, and said, "He actually has such a powerful power? Is this still a martial artist of the Seven Turns of the Earth Immortals?" Nine Turns...... Even, Heavenly Immortal Supreme, it's nothing more than that, right?"

"This star is even more powerful than I imagined!"

"I'd like to see if you can deal with the Silver Corpse!"

The black-robed man drank sharply, stretched out his hands, and ten bucket-thick black gases flew into the ten silver corpses standing aside.

"Aang!"

Ten silver corpses roared in the sky, showing their fierceness, like ten victorious generals, with supreme momentum.

Suddenly, the wind roared and the leaves flew sideways.

Ten silver corpses stepped out in one step, like flying bazookas, and the huge reaction force even caused the earth to crack continuously.

They shot at Zhang Xingxing at a rapid pace, and their power was incomparable for a while.

Zhang Xingxing stared at the silver corpse that flew quickly, and his eyes even brightened because of the light of the silver corpse.

Then, clenching his fists, he burst out with incomparably brilliant golden rays and billowing strange talismans.

Suddenly swinging his fist, the fist shadow bursts, golden mangs, terrifying, terrifying, like a meteor across the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The fist collided with the silver corpse, like a missile colliding, the boom continued, the energy gushed out, and the wind whistled.

"Whoa!"

Ten silver corpses, like ripe red apples, fell to the ground one after another, making a dull sound.

A legion-like rotting corpse, just like that, was solved by Zhang Xingxing.

"Suck!"

The black-robed man standing in the distance seemed to have expected this result, opened his mouth, like an air pump, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the countless rotting corpses that fell to the ground and couldn't move filled the surface with wisps of strange black gas, and then quickly converged towards the black-robed man's mouth.

"Buzz!"

The black-robed man's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few breaths, he became a giant about five meters tall.

At this time, the black-robed man was surrounded by black gas, and from time to time there was a penetrating "woo" sound, like ten thousand ghosts beside him.

From a distance, it looks like a peerless demon king who has returned from hell, full of endless anger.

"It's been a long time, it's been a long time, and I haven't used this form...... The black-robed man let out a rumbling voice, "Zhang Xingxing, you are a martial artist of the Seven Turns of the Earth Immortals, and you are dead...... It's enough to have no regrets...... Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful wave of energy spread in all directions, blowing the surrounding trees, rattling, and falling leaves danced.

The black-robed man kicked his legs, and the ground was like a battered glass, and cracks like spider webs spread rapidly to the surroundings.

"Die!"

The black-robed man gathered the billowing black qi into his right fist, vaguely like a hideous huge skull, swept away with a terrifying power that seemed to have the power to destroy the entire world, and tore towards Zhang Xingxing.

"Roar!"

Where the skull passed, a deep ravine was drawn in the ground, and the space was constantly cracked.

The "baby" in Zhang Xingxing's body suddenly opened his eyes, and the rolling energy, like a tidal wave, rolled wildly towards every part of his body. Finally, Qi Qi gathered on top of his right fist.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xingxing's right fist, like a dazzling sun hanging in the sky, bloomed with an incomparably brilliant golden ray, and a grinning dragon head was condensed and manifested in the golden ray.

"Roar!"

With a punch, the golden dragon roared wildly and galloped wildly.

"Boom!"

Finally, the skull and the golden dragon collided together, and a loud sound shook the sky, rippling back and forth between heaven and earth.

The whole world was instantly shrouded in two different colors of light, one black and one gold.

The terrible wind sprayed wantonly, turning all the surrounding trees into powder.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the whistling wind, I once again kept thinking of a loud rumbling sound, one after another terrifying energy waves, in a circle, in all directions, constantly agitating, flying sand and rocks, space collapsed, terrifying.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Xingxing and the black-robed man, who continued to punch and palm at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and kept fighting.

(End of chapter)