After the Great Elder of the Corpse Mansion said this, his face sank, and he looked back at the rest of the ninety-nine elders who had also stood up, and said in a cold voice: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you start the formation quickly? The body that has depleted blood and qi will be abandoned, and when the master returns and becomes a quasi-saint, a single thought can bring me back to life and have the youngest body!"

After hearing his words, those elders all stood around the round platform with expressionless faces, surrounded the edges of the entire round platform, and then blew themselves up at the same time!

At that moment, only a series of "boom" sounds were heard!

And with a bang, their flesh and blood splattered on the outer layer of the pillar of light of the blood-colored giant pillar.

At the same time, the Great Elder of the Corpse Mansion closed his eyes and opened his mouth to recite an obscure secret technique.

In these secret techniques like scriptures, Li Qing in the sky saw the purple coffins hanging around the necks of the purple coffin inheritors below, and they all slid open......

Then from the coffin floated out pieces of broken bones like white jade, these broken bones included phalanges, and also bones from other parts of the body.

The bones flew out of the coffin and formed a massive skeleton in the column of blood.

Li Qing's expression was gloomy, and he secretly blamed himself for forgetting that there were still zombie bones in those purple coffins!

In the past, in Jiuquan Town, one of the finger bones of a zombie appeared from the purple coffin he once had, and directly destroyed the projection of the Netherworld Gate, saving him.

It's just that so much time has passed, and he has ignored this.

At this time, he was in the column of blood, and after seeing these broken bones, he thought of ....... The body of the Zombie God's pseudo-saint was destroyed by the Tongtian Sect Master, and the eyeball with the six spirits attached to it was also shattered by the Ruthless Emperor's fingers!

When you reach the realm of zombie gods, you naturally have the magical power of blood rebirth and bone shattering resurrection!

After all, if you reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal, you can be immortal and immortal, and as the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, how can a zombie god known as a 'pseudo-saint' be destroyed so easily?

The Tongtian Sect Master was indeed strong, but the last time he came here was only a projection, so he couldn't know all about it at all. And although the ruthless emperor is strong, he has not become a red dust immortal!

In Li Qing's opinion, no matter how many realms there are in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, and how many cultivation methods there are, but the avenue is the same, and the ultimate goal of all cultivators is to be saints!

It's just that in the rest of the worlds, due to the difference in the way of heaven, their abilities and titles after becoming saints are all different!

In the desolate world, if a quasi-saint wants to become a saint, he needs Hongmeng purple qi!

And in the Heaven Covering World, if the Emperor wants to become a Red Dust Immortal, he needs to step on the road to becoming an immortal!

And all of this, isn't it a kind of restraint of the Heavenly Dao on powerful cultivators?

Whether it is the so-called Chengxian Road, or Hongmeng Purple Qi, and everything else, although the names are different, the effect is the same......

Therefore, although they are strong, they are not the existence of the Immortal Prison Realm, how can they know that the zombie god still has broken bones left through countless time and space?

While Li Qing was thinking about this, the Great Elder of the Corpse Mansion outside the round platform looked at the huge skeleton that was missing more than a dozen bones.

There are eighty-one purple coffins in total, but there are always some purple coffin inheritors who encounter various calamities, causing the purple coffin, the zombie god to break bones, including himself, all turned into ashes......

At present, there are seventy-two bodies on the round platform, and Li Qing destroyed one in the Journey to the West world, plus the one he and Zhu Gong were forced to stay in the corpse mansion, and now, there are only seventy-three purple coffins left in existence.......

Therefore, after seeing that the skeleton was incomplete, the Great Elder of the Corpse Mansion threw the last purple coffin he had hidden in his arms into the blood-colored pillar of light.

And this purple coffin is the one that Li Qing was forced to stay in the corpse mansion.

So, Li Qing, who had been floating in the air without moving, saw that the purple coffin belonging to him was also thrown in by the Great Elder, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a smile, and at the moment when the purple coffin slipped open and the broken bones surfaced, he sneered: "Thank you for returning the purple coffin in this seat!"

The moment the words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared, appearing next to his original purple coffin, and then raised his hand to grab it, and the vast cultivation was instantly poured into the coffin, activating the son-mother teleportation array that he had once engraved on the purple coffin!

At that moment, I only heard the sound of 'hum-', and the purple coffin suddenly trembled, and then thousands of golden lights gushed out from the purple coffin and swept in all directions!

The Great Elder outside the round platform, after seeing this scene, his face changed instantly, and he exclaimed, "Not good!"

Before the words fell, the golden light in the blood-colored giant pillar also dissipated without a trace.

And Li Qing also disappeared with it!

......

Under the sky that has been dark for decades, the surging flood that has almost drowned the entire world is rolling in the fierce wind that never stops!

Although the waves are magnificent, they submerge countless mountain peaks.

But...... There is a mountain, but it has never set foot on it.

As soon as they came to the thousand-meter-high steps on this mountain, there were extremely powerful beings standing all year round, and they were able to resist the attack of the flood just by relying on their momentum.

Second, on this hill there is a force that has established the entire world-

The world will!

At this moment, under the Yanwu Square of the Tianxia Society, there are 1,800 zombies in the Corpse Ancestor Realm, fighting!

They don't use supernatural powers, they don't use magic, they rely only on fangs and claws!

In the past few decades, Yanwu Square has expanded again and again.

Today, the area has reached several miles!

If it was the original Tianxia Society, there would be no such place for accommodation.

But in today's Tianxia Society, there are many immortals, relying on the magic power of moving mountains and reclamation, today's Tianxia Association has become a mountain more than 100,000 zhang high!

And the building on the top of the mountain houses more than 400,000 zombies!

At this time, on the stage of Yanwu Square, a young man in a black shirt was lying on a huge golden chair, watching the battle of the corpse ancestors below with an expressionless face.

Now there is no sun, moon or stars in this world, and no matter how much time has passed, the sky is still shrouded in dark black clouds.

Therefore, the young man lay down for seven days!

During this period, the corpse ancestors in Yanwu Square gradually decreased, and the surviving zombies all broke through the corpse ancestors (Xuan Xian) and evolved into the zombie king (Tianxian)!

Seeing that the remaining zombie kings were about to fight again, the young man sat up and opened his mouth to stop.

"That's it!"

When the words fell, the only remaining ninety-seven zombie kings all stopped fighting, turned to face the young man in unison, knelt down on one knee, and became silent.

The young man nodded in satisfaction, then stood up.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky that had been dark for decades!