Chapter Seventy-Five: Winning or Losing (Part II)
Like the sea of thousands of rivers.
In an instant, all the corpse gas from the entire forest poured into the coffin.
Although he knew that this was the purple stiff who was gathering his strength and preparing to fight with the two of them.
But Wang Yu and Huang Zhi have no means to effectively stop this.
After all, this was the first time the two of them had encountered such a situation.
However, Wang Yu didn't just stand and watch the play and did nothing, before the purple zombie gathered the corpse qi and prepared to come out of the coffin.
Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Yu also prepared a Nine Xuan Thunder.
Above the sky, a dark cloud summoned by mana floated over the graveyard.
"Roar......" When the corpse qi in the woods was absorbed, a roar of anger sounded again in the coffin.
Immediately, the thick black coffin instantly split apart, and a tall figure with purple intent floated up.
Looking at the purple zombie floating in mid-air and really having some flying zombie characteristics, Wang Yu did not hesitate to trigger the Nine Xuan Thunder that had been prepared a long time ago.
In an instant, a dragon-like lightning bolt struck out from the dark clouds floating above the graveyard.
The roaring thunder had not yet exploded, and the purple zombie floating in mid-air had not yet reacted. The dragon-like blue-white lightning struck its corpse.
At the moment of life and death, although the purple zombie in Tengteng Town was still confused.
But its instincts had stirred up the corpse qi in its body, and it began to fight to the death against the plasma that wrapped around its surface and tried to vaporize it from the outside in.
The sound of 'crackling' is endless.
The corpse gas collided with the terrifying heat of the plasma.
Although the corpse qi in this purple zombie's body is very strong, the plasma with its own masculine to rigid attributes can often use one enemy to ten or even hundreds, and consume dozens or hundreds of times its own volume.
When the sound of the explosion thundered for more than ten miles, this battle between plasma and corpse qi did not distinguish the winner or loser.
The lightning summoned by the Nine Xuan Thunder was indeed terrifying.
After all, the physical damage caused by the high temperature, which is at least three times the temperature of the sun's surface, is no joke with the magic damage caused by the Yang Zhi Gang attribute.
But this purple zombie, which can cause disaster to a prosperous town covering an area of ten miles, is definitely not a simple thing.
If you want to look forward to the promotion of the flying zombie, the purple zombie will indeed not be a simple thing.
Therefore, under the majestic corpse qi in this purple corpse's body, the plasma wrapped around it failed to kill it after all.
Split it into ashes like its thirteen little brothers.
But even if it failed to kill it, the Nine Xuanlei attracted by Wang Yu also completed huge damage to it.
Its oily purple corpse hair turned black and gray in contact with the plasma, and most of the corpse qi it had painstakingly swallowed into its body was consumed.
Looking at Wang Yu standing in the sun outside the woods, the anger in the eyes of the pair of corpses began to burn.
This damn blood eater, it had already been a large corpse last night, and it had allowed them to live a little longer, and it turned out that he was not only grateful, but he dared to take revenge.
Before he died, he actually wanted to destroy the possibility of further promotion to flying stiffness!
Unforgivable, unforgivable!
The purple stiff body that was so angry that he wanted to tear Wang Yu to pieces moved, and in an instant, he rushed out more than ten meters from the same place, wanting to rush to Wang Yu's side and disemboweling this hateful blood food with a pair of sharp claws.
But it had only sprinted for a breath when another lightning bolt like a dragon slashed down on it in the air.
In the face of the lightning dragon, which is far faster than the speed of sound, almost the same as light, although Zi Zhuang can already fly, he can't dodge it at all.
There was a loud bang.
The purple zombie, whose strength had been damaged in the previous thunder, was slashed to the ground by the lightning dragon.
The rapid and intense collision caused a crater to appear in the ground with a radius of about a foot.
The sound of 'crackling' sounded again.
This is not a turn-based game, Wang Yu will not make a move, and then wait for the purple zombie in front of him to fight back and make another move.
After the first Nine Xuan Thunder was pulled down, he quickly urged the mana to start pulling the second mana.
In less than three seconds, as a real man, he pinched the handprint needed to pull Jiuxuanlei.
Before the first Nine Thunderbolts were consumed, the second Nine Thunderbolts were already ready to go.
Wang Yu, who was worried that he would not meet a small boss but a big protagonist, did not wait for the second Nine Xuan Thunder to be consumed, so he split the third Nine Xuan Thunder again.
Looking at the scene of thunder washing the floor in front of him, although Huang Zhi had already prepared in his heart, he still felt a little dry at the moment.
Niang Xipi, this Wang Yu's nephew won't really be the reincarnation of the Maoshan patriarch!
How old is he, it is not an exaggeration to say that this Lei Fa's attainments are the first in the world!
Shi Jian, the thunderbolt king who is known as the first thunder law in Maoshan and the second in the world, is like a young child and a veteran of a hundred battles compared to his nephew in the thunder law, and the big gap is a bit scary!
"Roar, roar, roar, ......"
The unwilling Purple Zombie was slashed into the ground before it could complete its counterattack, and in anger, it could only express its anger soaring into the sky several times while resisting the plasma with the corpse qi in its body.
But before it could urge the corpse qi to wear out the electric plasma, another bucket-thick lightning bolt struck it.
The roar of rage ceased.
Under the attack of the two Nine Xuan Thunder in front and back, Zi Zhuang, who could still be angry, immediately became like a dead dog.
The corpse qi absorbed in its body had not even been completely wiped out by the second Nine Xuan Thunder.
As a last resort, it could only activate the original power within the corpse to fight against the plasma that overflowed almost the entire crater.
But even if it had the Origin Corpse Qi in its body as a defense, it had never been ground into flying ashes by the Lightning Jiaolong under the Nine Xuan Thunder.
After the third Nine Xuan Thunder completely dissipated, the purple zombie aura of Tengteng Town also dropped to the freezing point.
At the moment, it has a tendency to burn all over its body.
If it weren't for the fact that its corpse body was inactive, and as a zombie, its body could be alive and well, at this time, it would have hung up a long time ago.
Lying in the almost crystallized pit, the purple zombie in Tengteng Town gave up its struggle, and from a distance, it seemed to have fallen silent.
But even so, Wang Yu did not rashly draw his sword and stepped forward, and came to show his favorite owl to the public.
In the case of a threat, when the opponent is an undead creature like a zombie, his mind is full of water and he will not make waves at will.
Familiar with the way, he pinched the handprint of the thunder, and once again dragged the Nine Xuan Thunder, slashing towards the purple zombie that was about to turn black into carbon.
Under the fourth Nine Xuan Thunder, Zi Zhuang had no reaction.
Its corpse qi also completely dissipated from the freezing point.
It's a pity, Wang Yu, who still has the strength to spare, is not ready to stop there, and another lightning dragon slammed into the hole on the ground.