Chapter 672: Seventy-two Corpse Slaves
Peng Zhitian directly ignored the Northern Lion King, the Bull Demon King, and the six-eared macaque, looked at the temple indifferently, and said, "Hand over the candle dragon, otherwise the temple will be removed today!"
His voice was hoarse, giving people goosebumps when they heard it. The mobile phone has no ads, and it saves the most data.
Zun Rudao's face was extremely ugly, and the Black Butterfly Fairy also clenched her fists, her eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief.
Among the six halls and three places, the Corpse Emperor Hall can be ranked in the top three, and it is far away from the Divine Temple, she never thought that the Corpse Emperor Hall would kill her, and she directly sent Peng Zhitian.
Among the thirteen monarchs, Peng Zhitian's fame is extremely high, and his fame is formed by the accumulation of white bones.
"Huh, are you ignoring us?"
The six-eared macaque shouted unpleasantly, although the other party's breath was very strong, he was not afraid.
Although the three Great Demon Kings who followed behind him did not reach the Great Luo Realm, they were at least the late stage and consummate existence of the Taiyi Xuan Immortal Realm.
Peng Zhitian glanced at him, his expression was still indifferent, as if he was looking at the flowers and plants on the side of the road, and soon he shifted his gaze back to the temple castle.
The tower at the top trembled violently, the sky was thundering, and the aura inside became more and more terrifying, and it was obvious that the candle dragon was about to awaken successfully.
"Damn!"
The six-eared macaque immediately became angry when he saw Peng Zhitian ignoring him so much.
Immediately rushed towards Peng Zhitian with an iron rod, tearing the air with a stick, and his unruly figure slashed across the sky above the temple, wanting to smash Peng Zhitian to death with a stick.
Facing the menacing six-eared macaque, Peng Zhitian's eyes narrowed, his right hand was raised, and his index finger pointed at the six-eared macaque, and the demonic energy quickly flew out along his fingertips, turning into a spear, and attacking the six-eared macaque at a very fast speed.
Between the lightning and flint, the six-eared macaque's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously dodged, but he was still cut through his waist by the demonic qi spear, and blood splattered.
"So fast!"
Sun Wukong's eyes widened and he said in a deep voice, Luo Shixin's face showed a look of jealousy, even the pipa who had reached the late stage of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm couldn't help but squint his eyes.
The Northern Lion King and the Bull Demon King gasped, and as soon as they made a move, they injured the extremely powerful six-eared macaque, how strong is Peng Zhitian?
Peng Zhitian was silent, his eyes were once again on the tower at the top of the temple, the tower changed from trembling to shaking, and one after another thunder fell, blocked by the Wujin Imperial Enemy Array, but let the tower be safe and sound.
"Peng Zhitian, our temple and your Corpse Emperor Hall have never had anything to do with each other......" Zun Rudao stared at Peng Zhitian and said coldly, as soon as the Corpse Emperor Hall appeared, the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Emperor's subordinates were automatically ignored by him.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Peng Zhitian: "The weak are not qualified to say this!"
When the words fell, Peng Zhitian suddenly raised his hands, only to see black holes of different sizes appear out of thin air behind him, and corpses crawled out of them, the picture was terrifying and terrifying, and everyone felt chills down their backs.
They are called corpses because their eyes are hollow and their flesh is decomposed to varying degrees, like demons crawling out of hell.
Qin Jun frowned, as he felt a strong sense of oppression from these corpses.
"These corpse slaves actually have Taiyi Xuan Immortal Realm cultivation!" said Pipa with a frown.
As soon as these words came out, Qin Jun couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and when he looked at it, there were seventy-two corpse slaves summoned by Peng Zhitian, which was equivalent to bringing seventy-two Taiyi Xuan Immortals?
The Northern Lion King and the six-eared macaque were also frightened.
I saw Peng Zhitian waving his hand, and seventy-two corpse slaves from the Taiyi Xuan Immortal Realm roared and flew towards the temple.
Bang!bang......
The corpse slaves crashed into the Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation one after another, smashing the golden curtain into waves.
The seventy-two Taiyi Xuan Immortals slammed into each other, causing the Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation to begin to waver, and the elders of the temple were terrified, and the millions of guards swallowed their saliva in unison.
The Great War is imminent!
"You guys too!"
The Northern Lion King roared angrily, although he was no match for Peng Zhitian, he could also contain it with numbers, and then take advantage of the chaos to take away the candle dragon.
Zun Rudao hurriedly took out his blue-patterned broadsword, ready to fight at any time.
Millions of guards unleash their mana in unison to maintain the Wujin Enemy Formation.
If the Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation is broken, what awaits them will be slaughter, and no one dares to relax.
Hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers also rushed up, all kinds of demon magic were displayed, and the explosions came one after another, shaking the entire temple and trembling.
"Your Majesty, are we going to make a move?"
Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop stick from his ear and asked excitedly, he couldn't wait for the big war to start.
Qin Jun nodded slightly, and as soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong burst out.
In the next second, Qin Jun couldn't cry or laugh, this guy didn't go to find the six-eared macaque, but went to challenge the more powerful Peng Zhitian.
Luo Shixin also took out the Qilin Overlord Gun and rushed out, and he looked for the six-eared macaque.
"Your Majesty, what about me?" asked Pipa casually, running his fingers around his hair.
Present, except for the Chongming Bird on Qin Jun's shoulder, there was no living soul cultivation realm higher than her, and she was qualified to be arrogant.
"Hold still. Qin Jun said as he looked at the battlefield above.
Sun Wukong directly penetrated the Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation, raised the golden hoop stick and smashed it at Peng Zhitian, and shouted: "Eat my old grandson!"
As he spoke, the golden rod suddenly soared, falling like a pillar of heaven.
Peng Zhitian, who had always maintained an indifferent expression, frowned slightly, raised his right palm, slapped it, and the demonic qi quickly condensed into a huge palm.
Rumble!
The golden hoop stick smashed on the palm of the demonic qi, directly scattering the palm of the demonic qi.
But at the same time, Sun Wukong was also blocked by a huge force and flew out.
"Huh?"
Peng Zhitian was shocked, obviously not expecting Sun Wukong's power to be so great.
In the distance, the six-eared macaque saw Sun Wukong make a move, his eyes flashed, and as soon as he saw Sun Wukong, his blood boiled inexplicably, and he wanted to fight with him.
At this moment, Luo Shixin also flew out of the Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation and rushed towards him.
The Wujin Imperial Enemy Formation can easily rush out from the inside, but it is difficult to get in from the outside.
Seeing Sun Wukong and Luo Shixin make a move, the high-level officials of the temple immediately breathed a sigh of relief, although they were very dissatisfied with them, but they had to admit that these two guys were ridiculously strong.
"Can that monkey beat Peng Zhitian?" Zun Rudao asked worriedly, even he didn't want to fight Peng Zhitian.
Because Peng Zhitian had rare defeats in his life, most of the people who fought with him died tragically or were refined into corpse slaves.
"There is hope!" replied the Black Butterfly Fairy in a sonorous voice.
The gods who cast the magic trick can't beat Sun Wukong, even if Peng Zhitian's means are strong, it is estimated that he can defeat Sun Wukong.
At the same time, Luo Shixin also began to chase the six-eared macaque.
His strength is terrifying, and his realm is higher than that of the six-eared macaque, so he has the absolute upper hand as soon as he fights.
"Where did this reckless man jump from......"
The six-eared macaque thought in horror as he used an iron rod to resist Luo Shixin's crazy attack.
Qin Jun watched the battle calmly, and the Chongming Bird on his shoulder was also shaking his head and watching, no one would have imagined that it had the perfect cultivation of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm.
"Your Majesty, can you spare my eldest brother's life?" Ruyi True Immortal couldn't help but beg.