In the blink of an eye, the number of zombies in the Dust Storm Mountain Range is rapidly decreasing.

The crystal nucleus in the corpse, the news that can stimulate the potential of the physical body is like growing wings, attracting countless monks to join the hunt.

After tasting the sweetness, he even fought for the zombies.

On this side of the huge whirlpool, Wu Zhenbo and the others, who had waited for more than two hours and did not see the Desolate King come out, all thought that he had obtained the wealth of the Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor, and their faces were ugly, as if they had eaten a dead mouse.

"Boom!!"

At this moment, the vortex shook.

"Open the circle!" Wang Chao shouted violently.

"Good!"

The three Venerable Array Masters didn't dare to slack off, and their hands quickly sealed and made a small opening.

Wu Zhenbo, Feng Changkong, Luo Yuexuan and everyone present stared without blinking.

"Whoosh!!"

As soon as the mouth of the magic circle opened, he saw the Desolate King riding the Blood Dragon King flying out.

The terrifying energy fluctuations on the Desolate King's body had not yet subsided, and there was no doubt that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

"Your Majesty!How??, are you not injured?!" Wang Chao greeted him.

"You can remove the magic circle, and the tens of millions of zombies in it have all been solved by this king. The King of the Wasteland said indifferently.

Hearing this, everyone looked at him like monsters.

Tens of millions of zombies?!

What a sight does that have to be?!

Just thinking about it can make people's scalps tingle, it's so outrageous.

"But!!"

The Desolate King changed his words at this moment, and said: "What this king has solved is only the zombies in the first layer of seals, and there are hundreds of millions of zombies in the second layer of seals, and they are all from the peak of the Holy King to the peak of the Tianzun Realm, and the forbidden space realm inside cannot fly under the Thirty-six Tribulation Emperor Realm." ”

The sound of "hiss!!" gasping cold air came from the mouths of a group of strong people.

"Excuse me, how many seals are there in total?!" Wu Zhenbo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.

"There are a total of nine layers of seals, but only the first three layers of seals have zombies, and the back is full of terrifying killing arrays, as well as many 10,000-year-old spirit grasses, and many inheritance relics!. ”

"Inside is a small world, full of dangers, the Emperor Realm powerhouse enters, if you want to explore the burial place of the evil emperor, it is difficult to retreat!"

The Desolate King said lightly: "Now you can convey the news back, the magic circle prohibition inside can only be broken by the emperor-level magic circle master, if there is no magic circle master of this level, we can end the field!"

Even if the Desolate King has the Evil Eye of Chaos, he is not a magic circle master, and he can't break the second layer of seals.

In addition, hundreds of millions can ignore coercion, and they are all zombies at the peak of the Saint King Realm, and zombies who have reached the peak of the Tianzun Realm will be exhausted if they kill tens of millions.

Having slaughtered tens of millions of zombies in the first layer of seals, the Desolate King was already a little tired at the moment.

Riding in with the Hundred Emperor Dragon, it should be able to destroy all the zombies if nothing else.

However, the prohibition of various magic circles blocking the way is the biggest problem.

All in all, you can't keep it alone.

The system has never given him a legacy of the magic circle, which made him fall into such a passive situation.

However, as far as he knew, none of the three major overlord forces of the Sacred Domain's Emperor Realm had exceeded the Twelve Tribulations.

The Desolate King knew very well what level his strength was in, about the Twelve Tribulations Emperor Realm.

Therefore, he is still able to share the lion's share.

Whoever dares to disobey will never lose himself if he is convinced.

The thing that the King of the Wilderness wants most is to make zombies.

Just now, the system prompted that if you sacrifice that thing, you can actually get 30 million Chaos Coins.

It's a pity that the crystal nucleus inside the zombie can't work.

"Your Excellency is so strong, I will be convinced, and I will report the news back!"

The three of them saluted the desolate king with admiration, and then used their own means to convey the news of the birth of the Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor Tomb and the need for an emperor-level magic array master.

The Desolate King dispersed the dragon helmet, revealing a demonic and wicked face, and then swallowed a bottle of Recovery Xuandan in succession.

Seeing the true face of the desolate king, the female monks at the scene couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

"How long will it take for your people and the Emperor-level Formation Master to arrive?!" the Desolate King asked.

"I can definitely be there in two days, but the Emperor-level Formation Master, there is only one in the Langyang Sacred Domain, I don't know if I can invite it. Wu Zhenbo didn't have much confidence.

The Desolate King said lightly: "Tell your people, if you can't invite an emperor-level magic array master, don't come." ”

From this moment on, the Wild King had the idea that he must cultivate a peerless magic circle master.

What puzzled him was why none of the things drawn were related to the magic circle.

Whoever gives him a set of Formation Master's inheritance, he will not be so passive today, and he can directly swallow this place alone.

"Oh no, Seventh Elder, Ninth Young Master, he... He was killed. ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man jumped out of the forest, shouting in a trembling voice.

"What did you say?!"

Hearing the sound, Feng Changkong's eyes widened, murderous, and shouted.

"Nine... Nine... Young Master, he... He was killed by a man named Mu Lingtian. The person who came was the peak of a holy king, Teng fell to his knees, and replied tremblingly.

"Bastard!And how are you still alive?!"

The wind was furious, raised his foot and trampled the person in front of him to the ground and roared.

"The person who killed the Ninth Young Master also has the protection of a master behind him!" trembling, the middle-aged man who was trampled to the ground said in fear and despair.

"Whoever dares to kill my son, I will kill his whole family!"

It took thousands of years to get his son killed, so that Feng Changkong completely lost his mind, trampled on the head of the person under his feet, and roared in the sky.

"Hmm! you're going to kill my whole family?!"

No one expected that the King of the Wasteland would speak like this at this moment.

"What are you talking about?!" Feng Changkong, who was in a fit of rage, stared at the Desolate King with bloodshot eyes.

"Mu Lingtian is a member of this king's family, if you want to kill his whole family, isn't it just going to kill this king's whole family?!"

The king of the wilderness said lightly: "Please answer, do you want to kill the whole family of this king!"

Feng Changkong's expression froze, after all, he was a supreme realm powerhouse, and he quickly regained his senses.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know that the latter was Your Excellency's person earlier, and I was offended, and I still hope for Haihan!" Feng Changkong suppressed the monstrous anger and apologized to the King of the Wilderness.

"This king knows that you are very unconvinced, so I will put the words here today, who dares to bully the little king, let you wait for the whole family to wash their necks and wait!"

The desolate king sneered and said: "The struggle between the juniors, let them play by themselves, and the strength is not good." ”

"Wang Chao, let's go! go and wait outside for a few days!"

After that, the King of the Wilderness took the Hundred Emperors Dragoon and returned.

Looking at the back of the Hundred Emperors dragoon leaving, Feng Changkong's fists clenched loudly, and his eyes were dripping blood.

As we all know, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is for people to give birth to children.

"Brother Changkong's mourning, this desolate king is very terrifying, don't mess around until you have to!" Wu Zhenbo stepped forward and persuaded.

"Light Vortex, let's go out and wait too!"

Luo Yuexuan didn't say anything, beckoning her people to leave.