Although the corpse zombie group is terrifying, and the cultivation is all at the level of three walls, the shortcomings are too obvious, especially the Vermilion Bird Fire, and the restraining effect of the Great Sun Sun, which is simply incomparable.

And their desire to attack didn't seem to be strong, under the opening of all kinds of flames by Tang Yuan and others, they just retreated step by step, and did not attack.

Wang Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "What the hell is going on here, Xingjun has fallen like rain, like a weed, this is also too terrifying!" ”

"Fortunately, they are just a group of zombies now, and they have no intelligence, otherwise they would just have to rush up, how would we be able to survive."

Tang Yuan glanced at him and laughed, "How do you know that they don't have spiritual intelligence!"

Before the words fell, I saw the group of corpses moving neatly, looking up to the sky and roaring together, the hissing sound, low and hoarse, revealing an inexhaustible hatred that would be difficult to wash away even if the water of the nine heavens and ten earths was poured.

At the same time, the hustle and bustle of the corpses gathered together, forming a monstrous momentum, the cold waves were higher and higher, endless, and the momentum was higher than the other, heavy as a mountain.

The cold wave will almost extinguish the fire in all directions, and the cold will invade, even the great monks of the Four Spirit Levels will suddenly feel that their actions are stagnant and their thinking is slow.

As far as the eye can see, the corpses gather into a river, all around, through all directions, flowing endlessly, and the flames that Tang Yuan and the other four people painstakingly maintained are like a flat boat in a storm, a lonely lighthouse, which will be extinguished at any time.

Huo Yao Xingjun's face changed, his strength was the weakest among the four, and in the face of the cold tide, he could no longer support it, and the wall of fire was crumbling.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, all the star power in his body gushed out, and the fire suddenly increased several times, but immediately, he was violently counterattacked by the cold wave, and the fire in the north direction was all extinguished.

A zombie that I don't know which Star Monarch turned into rushed straight into the crowd, followed by ...... Countless waves of corpses.

If they were rushed in by this group of corpses, even if they were ten times more overhauled, everyone would only drown under this mountain of corpses and corpses.

At this most critical moment, the old man moved, and I saw him take a long breath, his chest swelled, and the sound of muffled thunder echoed.

Then he spit out to the north, a ball of extreme dazzling, and even took away the great sun, and the thunder of the Suzaku light suddenly appeared, reflecting the entire sky extremely bright, and it was impossible to see!

Thunderbolts flickered, colliding and sparkling, and in an instant, the corpse in front of him was frozen and crackled into a cloud of flying ash.

The surging and furious Lei Fa actually stopped the influx of the corpse river.

And Tang Yuan, Mi Tian and Li Lin also pulled out their hands, and the three flames struck the north, once again surrounding the cultivators in the middle, and at the same time, many ordinary fire monks also made up for the gap.

The firelight of the four directions, although it is shaky, can be regarded as protecting the cultivators again, but the situation is extremely grim and not optimistic.

Under the cold air of the corpse tide and the rush of forward and succession, it is only a matter of time before this small fortress is breached.

"Roar!"

The roar of the corpse tide became more and more frenzied, and the true meaning contained in it seemed to inspire the deepest fear in the hearts of the living beings.

And the roaring sound, mixed together, formed a strange frequency, and the cultivators carefully identified it, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

"Doumu, Doumu!"

The two words reveal a monstrous hatred.

"Who the hell is this doumu?" Even Situ Haoran's tone was tinged with an unconscious tremble, "Could it be that she alone killed many Star Monarchs here?" ”

Since seeing this majestic palace that cannot be described in words, the cultivators have experienced repeated shocks, but in fact, they have not had time to calm down and think seriously.

At this moment, when he suddenly heard Situ Haoran's clear and clear words, a great fear surged into his heart, this place is the Ziwei Emperor Star, and it is the palace of the Ziwei Emperor!

The number of corpses in front of him is enough to gather into a river, can it be said that ......

Wang Xiaoliu's face was full of horror, and he looked like his world view was collapsing, and muttered to himself: "Mo... Could it be that all the stars in the sky have died here? ”

Everyone suddenly had a sense of collapse of faith and shattering of myths.

Situ Haoran frowned and said: "The star power on the corpse in front of me is relatively weak, and there is no sense of connection with the main star, it should be a group of auxiliary star monarchs." ”

The auxiliary star is not even in the ninth rank, and its status is naturally quite limited.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "So that's the case, I said why do they look sluggish, it turns out that there are no one or two well-known star monarchs as the leader, otherwise the probability of us being able to survive is ......."

Before he finished speaking, the zombie group suddenly moved, and after a shaking, an extremely abnormal zombie slowly walked out of the north.

She was three feet tall, standing proudly, the death air around her body was more powerful than other corpses, and the dark light was like a substance, bursting out through the sky.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoliu was still going to speak, all the cultivators reprimanded angrily: "Please don't speak again!" ”

Feeling the faint fluctuations coming from the corpse corpse on the opposite side, all the cultivators felt bad, it gave people a feeling that was very different from the one in the corpse river.

Under the cautious treatment of the cultivators, she finally moved, and her mountain-like palm overturned down, without any fancy eyes, and just pressed down unremarkably.

The hustle and bustle of the corpse fell along with the handprints, and the cultivators who were suppressed by the palm wind alone were out of breath.

"The peak of the three walls...... Or more on it! Situ Haoran said with a solemn face.

Mi Tian gritted her teeth, and a soft chirp resounded through the world, the Vermilion Bird spread its wings, and the birds bowed their heads.

Suzaku carried the real fire, with an unrivaled momentum, and greeted it, and the cold was burned by the real fire, and most of it was eliminated in an instant.

But before the happy expression on the faces of the cultivators was finished, the palm of his hand suddenly burst out with an extremely brilliant light, overflowing with colors, like a xia cloak.

As soon as the Vermilion Bird and the palm of the hand touched, the dazzling fire was as if it had been extinguished by dust and sand, and it disappeared and fell apart with one touch.

The spirit of the south, in that giant hand, was like a chicken, and it had no power to fight back, and could only dissipate in vain under the mournful cry

Poof!

Mi Tian showed her original body, fell to the ground from mid-air, and smashed a big hole, and the injury caused by this blow made her vomit blood and unable to move.

Tang Yuan waved his finger, and the great sun bloomed, blocking the falling giant hand for a moment, while Situ Haoran saw the opportunity to rescue Mi Tian back into the formation.

But without the fire of the Vermilion Bird, the tide of corpses suddenly made waves again, surging like the sea, rushing like fire, as if it was about to rush into the crowd in the next second.

Seeing the crisis of the situation, Situ Haoran had no reservations, and the endless water and light condensed and turned into nine hideous water dragons.

Even if he was attacked by the cold wave and condensed into ice, he still couldn't break free from Situ Haoran's control.

The lifelike ice dragon, roaring wildly in the sky, its aura was furious, and its power was terrifying, and it bit the corpse at the head of the corpse.

And in the corpse's pure white eyes, there was a trace of starlight, and then above the sky, as if there was a response, wisps of starlight fell, bringing extreme light, in this immeasurable starlight, the ice dragon shattered in response to the sound and turned into powder.

Situ Haoran's voice was low.

"Tianxiang Palace, Si Lu Shangxiang Zhen Yue Xingjun!"