"Self-righteousness, Daoyou, you are too lenient!" Seeing that Yan Chang's air breath increased dramatically, Qing Yansan suddenly retreated, Lei Fa had a natural suppression of his ghost qi, and he didn't want to do anything with him directly.

But those thousands of zombies rushed towards Yan Changkong under his control, their body hardness was far greater than before, and there were thousands of them, not to mention a person, even an army would not be able to get benefits!

Yan Changkong was about to make a move against Qing Yansan, but the ten stupid black-robed people stood in front of him in an instant.

The zombies controlled by the Qingyan people themselves have no clumsiness at all.

"Four poles and eight desolations, Qiankun borrows strength, runs to the thunder palm, breaks!" Yan Changkong didn't wait for these zombies to get close to him and then cast a palm technique, and the thunder surged along his palm, and the lightning was four!

The thunder palm print was a burnt handprint on those zombies, but those zombies didn't care about it, and they were under the control of the Qingyan Sanren people step by step.

Not only the ten black-robed zombies who were close, but also the thousands of zombies in the distance surrounded them at this moment.

Thousands of zombies desperately wanted to pounce on Yan Changkong and subdue him with their own bodies.

"Thunder Explosion!" Yan Changkong retracted his fist, put it on his waist, and stepped out, four or five thunderbolts as thick as an arm poured out from him, and exploded along the surroundings.

The part that Yan Changkong stepped on had turned into copper water, and this was originally a copper mine, and he hit it with one palm, and the current could directly jump out far away.

Thousands of zombies suddenly flipped on their backs, and a small part of them were blown into ashes by the energy of the thunderbolt, and most of them were blown to the ground by the air waves in this confined space.

Yan Changkong is looking for the whereabouts of the Qingyan Sanren, these zombies are just puppets, as long as the Qingyansan people are killed and the zombies here are burned, this mission will be completed.

The thunder and fire lit up some of the corpses, and many severed arms and stumps could be seen in the light of the fire. Those intact zombies got up and pounced on Yan Changkong again, and those who broke their hands and feet were also trying their best to bite Yan Changkong.

Yan Changkong sighed, there are many old people and children among these zombies, the monarch is cruel, in order not to leak secrets, even the infant child has not been spared.

Those arm-sized little zombies are extremely ferocious and active in the zombie group, and they want to jump on Yan Changkong.

"Now that you're dead, return to dust in peace. Yan Changkong's eyes were full of thunder, and a thunderbolt was born from the sea of qi, surging throughout, and all the zombies that came into contact with him turned into flying ashes, and there were no bones left.

Yan Changkong has the capital to travel the world, which is also the capital for him to dare to go deep into the tiger. The destructive power generated when Lei Naiyang repelled each other was the most domineering force in heaven and earth!

He stepped on the bones, and they turned to dust under the power of the thunder. If you dare to pounce on the zombies in front of you, you can't take a move from him.

"Don't hide, come out, these things can't stop me. Yan Changkong's voice spread throughout the hole, and this hole was not dark, but turned into a sea of fire.

A sea of fire ignited by corpses, copper ore shines in this sea of fire, like the light of **, born in darkness, not afraid of fire.

Everything here is due to the monarch's **

And Sheng, he funded the needs of the Qingyan Sanren, and the Qingyan Sanren gave him an invincible divine soldier.

There was a burst of heavy footsteps in the darkness, and the earth and rocks on the ground were trembling, as if something behemoth had appeared.

Yan Changkong looked at the source of the voice, it was an army of about 100 people. Unlike the inhabitants of this earth city, their shapes are roughly the same, and Yan Changkong will look inconspicuous even if placed between them.

Those are the masterpieces of this Qing Yansan people for several months.

By the light of the fire, Yan Changkong saw that this army was unusual. They were attached to dense armor pieces and thick copper armor, and Yan Changkong suddenly realized.

He finally knew what the workshop above was doing, and they were crafting the equipment and weapons that these zombies were wearing.

The reason why they measure their bodies is because they also make exactly the same bronze armor for themselves.

This armor looks like it weighs more than two hundred pounds, and ordinary living people can't afford it, and only these zombies concocted by secret methods can wear them to gallop across the field.

"This is what you gave to the monarch of the Chen Kingdom, a zombie army?" The legion of bronze armor soldiers blocked Yan Changkong's advance, like a bronze city wall.

Some of them are holding double swords in both hands, and some are carrying hundreds of catties of thick shields, this bronze armored corps is ready for attack and defense!

"It's just a gadget, a deal, you always have to make something to make a difference. Qing Yansan sneered, he and the monarch of Chen State were just using each other.

The monarch of Chen provided him with land and population, and he gave Chen an army to sweep the world, but the ultimate goal was to keep the population in a steady stream.

It's just that the Chen State is not too big, and the monarch of the Chen State does not fully trust him, so he can only give him the population of an earthen city as nourishment for the time being.

Yan Changkong frowned, this workshop doesn't seem to be very important, so why did the Qingyan people create murder here?

Yan Changkong looked at this place again, but it was just a simple mine, or a mine cave that was only suitable for the dead to dig.

The only thing special is the most conspicuous fluorescent ball. At first he thought it was a lit thing, but it didn't.

If you want to figure out what it is, you have to get rid of the Qingyan Sanren first.

There was nowhere to hide here, and the only thing Yan Changkong couldn't perceive was behind the bronze-armored soldiers.

There is also a hole there, and those bronze armor soldiers came from there, and the Qingyan Sanren should be in that hole.

"If you are like thunder, break the formation!" Yan Changkong was not ambiguous at all, carrying the thunder in the palm of his hand, and the thunder formed a big seal in the air, and he wanted to break the bronze armor formation in front of him with one move!

In front of the team of bronze armor soldiers, more than a dozen shields were blocked, and Yan Changkong's thunder seal roared past and smashed into the bronze armor array!

A deafening sound rang out beneath the ground, and the earth shook. The man standing outside sat unsteadily on the ground, not knowing what was happening.

The earth and rocks above his head fell down in a stumbling manner, Yan Changkong blocked his forehead with his palm and looked ahead, no matter what was in front of him, he would turn into ashes under his move.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and more than a dozen bronze shields burned red, and in some places they became soft and deformed. But on the whole, it was not damaged at all?

Yan Changkong's eyes widened in disbelief. That move, not to mention rushing into battle, even the mountain can be split, the reason why he didn't break into this earth city was just to not hurt the innocent.

"Thunder and lightning will pass when it meets gold, and it will disappear when it meets soil, fellow Daoist, this place is very unfavorable to you. The voice of the Qing Yan Sanren came from behind the bronze armor array, as if mocking.

Yan Changkong frowned, this place would greatly disperse his thunder power, the bronze giant shield was too thick, and it would be difficult for him to break through when it was inserted into the ground.

"Well, since you've made up your mind not to fight with me, I'll go and see which god you're worshipping on that altar. "The altar here is definitely not used to worship ancestors, and the most likely is to worship immortals.

"You dare!" Seeing that Yan Changkong had hit the fluorescent ball on the altar, Qing Yansanren suddenly panicked, but he used the lives of a city of people to feed the things in the ball of light.

In the past 20 years, he has been hiding in Tibet just to find blood food for it, and in order not to attract the attention of others, he has not even cared about his own reputation.

The things in that fluorescence had guided him to cultivate, and the path of cultivating immortals had always been broken, even though he was the most talented qi refiner in the past hundred years.

But without the inheritance of the classics, his achievements would not be very high. And the ultimate pursuit of a Qi Refiner is immortality.

The existence in the fluorescent light showed him a higher cultivation method, but it was dying, and only the cannibal blood soul could barely maintain it.

In order to obtain more cultivation classics and even the method of immortality, the Qingyan Sanren fell into the evil path and became the accomplices of that existence.

After Yan Changkong made up his mind, he ran to the altar, and between the lightning and flint, he came to the altar.

The fluorescent ball flickered on and off, like breathing, like a heartbeat.

Yan Changkong Ghost put his hand on the surface of the ball of light, the fluorescent surface did not have the power of destruction, it was as soft as jade, as if he was putting his hand on the surface of the water.

It's just that this ball of light has a barrier, and no matter how hard you try, you can't reach inside.

Yan Changkong covered his other hand, and there was a surge of electricity between his palm and the fluorescent barrier, and he wanted to use brute force to directly break this thing!

At this moment, the group of bronze armor soldiers arrived. The bronze armor soldier holding the bronze stabbing sword fiercely stabbed the stabbing sword at Yan Changkong, and Yan Changkong had to separate one hand to resist.

"As I said, don't take these things and be embarrassed. Yan Changkong's hand condensed a plasma ball from the depths of the sky, and the bronze sword pierced on the plasma ball and instantly turned into copper water, along with the arm of this bronze armored soldier.

The altar is very small, and although there are many bronze armor soldiers, it is difficult to touch Yan Changkong for a while.

Those who can come up are solved by him with one hand, he just can't break the shield array, and the scorching of this thunder alone is enough to destroy these zombies clad in copper.

A thunderbolt curtain was born in Yan Chang's empty palm, isolating him from those bronze armor soldiers, so that he could face this fluorescent ball with peace of mind.

Even if the Qingyan Sanren attacked him

can also react, what he did was mainly to lead him out.

Poof, the sound of a blade piercing through the palm of your hand. Yan Changkong turned his head in disbelief, and then a heart-wrenching pain came.

One of these bronze armor soldiers was unusual, every piece of copper armor on it was engraved with formation patterns, and the sword that pierced his palm was also densely patterned!

His other hand suddenly felt a suction that he couldn't get off, and his hand was already sunk into the fluorescent ball.

At this time, he was about to use the power of thunder to blow up this place, but he didn't expect the two sides to call instantly!

Ignoring the pain, Yan Changkong wanted to pull out his palm, but there seemed to be something in his arm that was about to drill out, and the surface of the fluorescent ball was also sparkling.

It was the sound of blood vessels passing through the skin, and at the same time, several pitch-black blood vessels also grew out of the fluorescent ball, which were directly connected to the blood vessels growing on Yan Changkong's arm!

The number of those blood vessels increased, and one of Yan Changkong's hands also grew countless blood vessels, and his face turned pale.

The contents of this fluorescent ball are sucking his blood!