He would be defeated by a tiny fourth-generation zombie?

How is this possible? It's unthinkable.

Fear had filled his mind, and he even wanted to flee.

But under Wang Tong's attack, he had no way to escape at all, and it was impossible to even get out of Wang Tong's attack range.

Now, every time he received a blow from Wang Tong, he felt as if a part of his life had been stripped away, and the more he attacked, the breath of life became farther and farther away from him.

Despair began to fill his mind, and he couldn't escape.

Wang Tong's attack seemed to turn into a huge spider web, and he was like a worm, firmly trapped in the center of the big web, unable to escape.

Of course Wang Tong wouldn't give him a chance, and it was impossible to give him a chance, he sneered, every blow was used, and the terrifying fist intent was injected into his Zhu Yingwen's body with his attack, which had completely forced him into a dead end.

He no longer had any hope of "living".

Even at this time, the coffin of the burial world intervened to save the Lord, even if a strong man intervened at this time and asked Wang Tong to stop the attack, it would not be able to prevent Zhu Yingwen's death.

Boom!!

With another soft sound, Zhu Yingwen's body flew out violently, and this time, Wang Tong also began to retreat.

"Sure enough, has it begun? Treasures have spirits, immortal saviors, is this kind of bridge staged in front of my eyes?!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Tong seemed to have expected it, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips pointed out, drawing silver threads, and the silver threads flashed, converging into an ancient and strange rune.

The rune formed, flickered violently, and appeared on Zhu Yingying's body.

Zhu Yingwen was unaware of this, because at this time, he was already completely enveloped in a gray pillar of light, and the source of the gray pillar of light was the coffin of the burial.

This immortal artifact finally took action when the true God was really in danger of his life.

It's a pity that Wang Tong has been prepared!

The runes fell into the gray light, reflecting each other, and the silver light flickered and eroded in the gray pillar of light, but in just a breath, the breath of the gray pillar of light was completely assimilated.

In the distant sky, which is also the center of the entire other world, the coffin of the burial world trembled violently, as if it had been stimulated by something, and a mysterious and mysterious, with an extremely decaying breath, came out, along the gray pillar of light that had been eroded by silver light, and fell on Zhu Yingwen's body.

At the beginning, Zhu Yingwen was shrouded in a gray pillar of light, as if he was protected, his face flashed with great joy, and he even turned his head to Wang Tong, and forced a smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Wang Tong.

But soon, the wisp of ridicule froze, and then, his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood.

"Sample, I can't cure you!"

The corners of Wang Tong's mouth were crooked, and a smug smile flashed.

Zhu Yingwen's body exploded, and the blood mist splashed everywhere, as fast as a sharp arrow.

The gray light flickered, like a shroud.

The splattered blood mist was completely blocked, and the invisible force squeezed inward, squeezing the blood mist into one place again, turning into a fist-sized drop of blood.

Wisps of blood-colored smoke came out of the blood droplets, which quickly shrunk, and after a breath, the fist-sized blood droplets became the size of pigeon eggs, and slowly decomposed by the gray brilliance.

In the end, only a drop of blood the size of a pearl remained.

As soon as the gray light moved, droplets of blood floated out and flew in front of Wang Tong.

Wang Tong took a deep breath, reached out a finger, and put it on the drop of blood, and the drop of blood melted into his fingertips.

In an instant, Wang Tong felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and the boiling blood qi churned in his body, and the mysterious power penetrated into his muscles, bones, and blood marrow through the blood.

Drink!!!

I don't know how long it took, Wang Tong exhaled violently, and a mouthful of black blood shot out of his mouth, and then, the momentum of the whole person became fierce.

This fierce aura did not last long, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Finally made the cut!"

Feeling the changes in the bloodline in his body, Wang Tong smiled with satisfaction, "But within this bloodline, there is an aura that is incompatible with my previous bloodline, it should not be the descendant of the general!"

While the purity of the bloodline was upgraded, Wang Tong also felt the abnormality from Zhu Yingying's bloodline.

He is not a descendant of the generals, but the descendants of other Pangu people, and the strength of this Pangu tribesman should be between him and the generals, forming a stalemate in his body, and no one can help anyone.

When he completely fused the two different bloodlines, it was time for him to be promoted to the second generation of zombies.

"That's it, three generations are just three generations, this benefit is enough, not to mention ......!"

With the help of Zhu Yingying's essence blood, he has been promoted to the ranks of three generations of zombies, and his strength has been greatly improved, which is reflected in all aspects, but the top priority now is not just the improvement of the bloodline, but the coffin of the burial.

His gaze wandered and fell on the coffin of the burial world in the center of the different space, Wang Tong smiled slightly, "It seems that you have made the right choice." ”

"No, you made a smart choice. ”

The hoarse voice spread in the other space, penetrating people's hearts.

The gray decay in the sky began to pour towards the funeral coffin in the center of the space, and this alien space returned to its original appearance.

A huge shadow was cast from the Funeral Officer, turning into a huge beast.

This strange beast is half dragon and half human, 100 feet tall, with four eyes and seven legs, gray hair, and a pair of gray eyes that reveal an unconcealable dead air, as if representing the end of everything.

"The way of sacrifice, I can't imagine that in this generation, there are still people who know such methods. ”

"There are many people in this generation who know how to do this, but you haven't encountered it all this time. ”

Looking at this giant beast, a hint of interest flashed in Wang Tong's eyes.

"Your Excellency, but it surprised me!

"I've been sleeping in this world for thirteen epochs, and I originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get out, but it seems that I thought it was too simple!"

"Hehe, get out, do you think that the guys of the Pangu clan are really dead?"

"Aren't you a descendant of the Pangu clan?!"

"Although in terms of blood, I can barely be called a descendant of the Pangu clan, but ......!"

"But you didn't take the Pangu clan seriously, did you, the incarnation of Da Luo. ”

(End of chapter)