It's a ridiculous performance.

But this performance was also shocking.

A thousand-year-old zombie is equivalent to the god transformation period. The corpse qi in the body is violent, and although it cannot use supernatural powers, its physical body is extremely strong.

A thousand-year-old zombie, against the previous early god, there is almost no suspense, it is the share of being crushed.

Wang Gang was able to control three thousand-year-old zombies at the same time, as well as thirty zombies of eight or nine hundred years. There is no need for sacrifice, no need for blood soul seals, no need to raise corpses, or even nothing, just a thought, it's fine.

This kind of person, when placed outside, is also feared by everyone.

Wang Gang has arrogant capital.

But today, he seems to have gone too far.

The young man in front of him, in his previous life, entered the Tao with a corpse, all the way to the bloody storm, when he stood on the top of Mount Meru that ran through the Nine Heavens in the world, kneeling at his feet was an endless ancient corpse god.

The secret of returning to the void that he cultivated was above the heavens, and it was the true meaning of the true void avenue at the extreme.

The strength of this method is that even the Beikun Corpse Venerable of the previous life could not comprehend its contingencies.

Wang Gang performed for a while, and asked Huang Xiaoyu with a smile: "Can you make zombies jump Swan Lake?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "No. ”

Wang Gang: "Can you make zombies sing dolphins?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "No. ”

Wang Gang: "Can you let two thousand-year-old corpse kings anal each other?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "No. ”

Wang Gang: "Hahaha...... This won't be, that won't either. You can only get these zombies to follow you for a few steps. What can you do for someone who has just learned to control corpses with their minds? ”

He didn't understand.

Huang Xiaoyu kept saying no, not saying no.

He can make zombies do things that are even more ridiculous and weird.

He just wouldn't be so boring.

So, when Wang Gang asked him what he could make zombies do, Huang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I can make zombies kill." ”

Wang Gang snorted coldly: "I can too!" So, now, tell us where those zombies you took are. Come back, kneel, I can give you a great opportunity to train you into a zombie, so that you will not die or die. ”

Huang Xiaoyu sighed.

Interested.

He said lightly: "Forget it, let's end it." ”

As soon as the words of this sentence fell, the zombies suddenly opened their eyes, and the fangs in their mouths were sharp, and they rushed towards the remnants of the Demon Sect.

Chen was shocked: "Senior brother, what's the matter?" Quickly take control of the corpse golem. ”

Wang Gang looked confident: "It's a piece of cake, just let him sigh." The corpses obey the order...... Fix me. ”

Set a yarn!

The zombies are getting crazier and crazier.

It can even be said that it is well trained.

Two thousand-year-old corpse puppets surrounded Wang Gang, one thousand-year-old corpse puppet dealt with Chen Dazui, and the other thirty zombies dealt with ten red-clothed disciples of the Demon Sect.

Wang Gang is no longer confident.

Wang Gang no longer has a hippie smile.

Wang Gang no longer pretended to be forced.

When he was bitten on the shoulder by the thousand-year-old corpse puppet, he finally began to plead: "Little brother...... Spare ...... Spare your life...... I know wrong...... I shouldn't have pretended to be ...... in front of you."

But he was hopeless.

His throat had been pierced by the thousand-year-old corpse puppet, and blood was frantically sucked out.

The yellow croaker is not even useful for the water pith beads.

In less than ten minutes, the remnants of this group of demon sects, only Chen Dazui was left kneeling at his feet.

The others were all dead, not a single one left, sucked into a dry corpse, and died.

Huang Xiaoyu: "Simple, ask you anything, just answer." ”

Chen Dazui: "I said...... I say...... I'll say whatever the adults ask...... Knowing everything, saying everything. ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "Who taught you the art of corpse control." ”

Chen Dazui: "Priest of the Wu Clan." ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "Where did you refine the corpse puppet?" ”

Chen Dazui: "The corpse puppet was not refined by us, but given to us by the priests of the Wu clan after practice." The priests only taught us the art of corpse control. Let's go around and win people into the Demon Cult, and let us develop the power of the Demon Cult. When you become an infant monk, you can build your own church. The hall I built is called the Earth Demon Hall, and the one built by my senior brother is called the Earth Demon Hall. The more people we woo, the more strong people we develop, and the more resources we plunder the Demon Cult, the more powerful the corpse puppets that the priests reward us. ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "How many priests are there in the Wu Clan?" ”

Chen Dazui: "I don't know. All the priests I saw were white-robed priests. I heard from my brother that he had seen the black-robed priest. He also heard that there were nine ancient priests on top of the black robes. Among them, the high priest is extremely powerful, and can drive the ghost king who is a hundred feet high to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and can curse the immortals to fall into the dust......"

Huang Xiaoyu waved his hand, and suddenly, the thousand-year-old corpse puppet rushed up and bit Chen Dazui to death.

Let the thousand-year-old corpse puppet swallow these people's primordial babies into their stomachs.

Divine devouring swallows the souls of these people into their stomachs.

Eleven yuan infancy, eight hundred and eighty soul power. One god transformation period, one hundred and sixty soul power.

A total of one thousand and forty soul power.

plus more than 2,900 soul power from before.

At this moment, Huang Xiaoyu's soul strength had already reached four thousand soul power.

It seems to improve quickly.

In fact, for alchemy, it's a drop in the bucket.

To refine a fourth-level elixir, it takes a thousand soul powers. The fifth-level elixir requires 10,000 soul power. 100,000 at level 6, 100,000 at level 7, 10 million at level 8, and 100 million at level 9.

In other words, if you want to cultivate the Tribulation Pill, you must have 100 million soul power.

There is still a long way to go!

Back in Taoyuan, Huang Xiaoyu retreated again.

At this moment, he already has five thousand-year-old zombies, four of which are corpse puppets that destroy souls, and there is no possibility of promotion.

This kind of corpse puppet, if it is used to raise corpse vanilla, after the corpse vanilla matures, the corpse puppet is sucked dry, and it cannot be restored at all, which is equivalent to being wasted.

The Millennium Zombie King is different, the Millennium Zombie King absorbs evil qi and can recover it again.

Now it is more important to raise corpse herbs.

Now there are 90,000 evil spirit stones, which is enough to take the seeds of three corpse herbs, take root and sprout, and the vines are churning, blooming and inoculating.

The thirty corpse puppets of eight or nine hundred years of Taoism were temporarily buried under the Taoyuan and guarded the home.

However, a phone call from Zha Hao made him completely change his mind.

Zha Hao: "Brother Yu, I was playing chess with the old man just now and found something. ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "What? ”

Zha Hao: "Xuanyang Palace's Soul Chasing Order!" ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "Did my mom and dad see it?" ”

Zha Hao: "No, I secretly put it away." ”

Huang Xiaoyu hung up the phone, his face gloomy as ice.

Situ You walked into the wooden house and asked, "Sir, do you want me to go?" ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Huang Xiaoyu's mouth, and he said slowly: "Your cultivation is too low, this time, I'll go!" ”

Situ You's brows furrowed slightly: "Sir, the palace master of Xuanyang Palace, named Taiyang Mountain Man, is the pinnacle of transforming gods. Moreover, in the past two days, there were two strong men in the Dustless Cliff who could cross the catastrophe at any time and went to Xuanyang Palace. ”

Huang Xiaoyu squinted his eyes: "Didn't you even have a catastrophe?" Hehe, even if the head of the dustless cliff goes, what can it do? Taiyang Zhenren, it's dead! ”

ps: There is one more chapter, which is still being written.

(End of chapter)