Storm of Kings

"Zhang Wuzu, give you a chance to surrender to me, and I will stop if you should, and should not be killed immediately!"

"Zhou Lie, you look too high at yourself." Zhang Wuzu said, patted his temple, "Dang Cang" a puppet exactly like him slid down from him, holding a pair of swords to show his ferocity.

"Dead!" Zhou Lie exhaled in a deep voice, and Shao Yong immediately unfolded the bamboo slips, raised his hand and pointed towards Zhang Liao, and even included him in the Tyrant Blood Catalog.

"You can actually deprive the ancestral spirit?" Zhang Wuzu was shocked, he only felt blood dripping from his heart, and his brows were cold.

"The ancestral spirit is indeed not within the scope of deprivation, but your ancestral spirit participates in the five elements, and Zhang Liao's Jinxing Qi pulse is too strong, so it can be deprived." Zhou Lie's time to speak, an explosion came from behind.

The Five Elements Ancestral Array was twisted into fragments by Taiji Xuanyin in an instant, and the four ancestral spirits were too late to scream and disappeared.

The underworld monks are in an uproar!

Zhang Wuzu was defeated like this? The ancestor spirit hunter actually got to the ground for a day, so how powerful is this Demon Lord Zhou Lie?

Will he be another undefeated legend?

No, he is already an undefeated legend!

Look at the blood under your feet, so many people are not even qualified to cause Zhou Lie to be injured. What is the legend of undefeated?

"I surrender..." Zhang Wuzu's heart trembled.

He has never encountered this kind of crisis, nor has he encountered this kind of opponent. However, his enlightenment came too late, and his contending sword pierced the ancestral orifice, his head burst suddenly, leaving only his body falling into a sea of ​​blood to accompany the dead. went.

"Who else would dare to fight with me?"

"Who is there?" Zhou Lie stepped forward, and the underworld monk on the opposite side rolled back. He stepped to the left again, and the underworld monk on the left cried loudly, calling grandpa for his life.

"Run! We shouldn't have come."

"Yes, we shouldn't have come."

At this time, hundreds of thousands of figures retreated, but when they were evacuated hundreds of miles away, they suddenly found a huge wall of bones and altars surrounding them, forming a confinement area.

"Damn it, this is a premeditated killing!"

"It's the Eight Great Masters, they used Zhou Lie's hands to clean up the underworld! What did they think at the time? Why did they come to join in the fun?"

"Bah, is it useful to say these now? Find a way out quickly. No, hurry up and surrender, and bow down at the feet of the devil!"

This is great! The crowd rushed back and knelt down for a large area, begging Zhou Lie to take them in.

"Accept me and wait! The underworld is similar to the demon path, as long as the demon Lord finds us a corner in the Great Thousand Demon Realm, everyone is willing to work for the demon lord..."

More and more underworld cultivators surrendered. These are the grasses that fall on the wall with the wind. When the east wind has passed the west wind, they naturally embrace the east wind.

However, some underworld cultivators insisted on their original intentions, still planning to kill Zhou Lie, and cut him the last time.

At this time, blood flames erupted from many altars in the distance, and those underworld monks who died on the battlefield became sacrifices. Among them, the corpses with still intact parts stood up, opened their mouths and sucked hard, swallowing the blood sea with whales extremely quickly.

Soon, the altar transformed five hundred zombies. These zombies "cracked" and shook their robes, showing various weird forms, and finally turned into five hundred arhats together!

These arhats have blue-faced fangs, or their skin and flesh turned upside down, with skull beads hanging on their chests, their hands clasped together to recite Buddhist scriptures, staring at a pair of terrifying big eyes downward.

I saw a headless corpse sitting on the blood lotus, slowly rising.

"Respectfully invite the headless Buddha to ascend to heaven!"

This headless Buddha was Zhang Wuzu. He didn't expect that he would be used to make a zombie right after he died, and he was also a zombie king who became a king and an ancestor.

Zhou Lie glanced around, and Dongnian summoned the two ancestors, Shao Yong and Yingzheng, back. Next, he was about to cut the mess with a sharp knife to attack.

"Boom, well, mi, chant, chant, boom..." The five-hundred Arhats turned their eyes round and twisted the skull and buddha beads to say something, suddenly forming a strange pressure that enveloped Zhou Lie.

"Zhang Wuzu is still a human being. Except for him, you will only perform some ghost tricks, staring at me sneakily and preparing to assassinate me. Without the strength, without the confidence, you always want to win that trace of luck. This mentality can be repaired. It's strange to enter the superior ancestral court and step into the peak of the heavens! It's not that killing one is a crime, but slaughtering a man is a male. Is it a male who slaughtered nine million? Today I will be a male and female. "

Zhou Lie showed a cruel smile and said: "Come here and attack me! Because I want to slaughter you! Don't come if you feel cruel! Since it's here, you must be ready to die! Qianshan Birds flew extinct, and people disappeared. That mountain is a mountain of corpses."

The voice just spread, Mingyin is a masterpiece!

"Buzzing..." The sound is everywhere, and the five hundred corpse arhats and headless Buddha heads disintegrated under the rays of sword light.

"puff……"

A very inconspicuous-looking altar in the distance was bleeding. After the monk sitting on the main seat vomited, the monk sitting on the drooping hand continued to vomit. In a blink of an eye, half of the five hundred people passed out.

The owner of the altar wiped off the blood on the corners of his mouth and pointed towards the battlefield and said fiercely: "Zhou Lie, you are cruel! Waiting, the more monks you kill, the stronger the strength of this seat."

Who would think that as soon as this sentence was finished, a beep sounded from the altar.

"Hey..." Jianying seemed to be a naughty child running around, taking away a person's life every time it flew, turning this place into a Shura field quickly, and the altar collapsed and ceased to exist after a while.

This is just a small episode, Zhou Lie is killing.

He doesn't have time to tell which person is really surrendering and which person is the assassin in the surrender team, so sorry!

kill!

This is the most concise, fastest and most effective way to deal with it.

Only the dead are the safest in this world.

The contending spirit is sent out, wherever you encounter strong resistance, send it more distracted until no one is alive.

The map cannon is not only aimed at people, but also at those warships, palaces, dark towers ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ altars, huge walls of bones.

Think these things can be used as fortifications? Under the contending sword, even the paper is not too much.

In order to prevent the real enemy from running away, Zhou Lie saved the blockade.

This is called lifting a rock and hitting one's own feet. There are so many cultivators holding up tokens, wanting to open the cascades of bans, but it takes time to open the bans, and the sword shadow is behind them.

"Puff puff......" The crowd fell down like cutting wheat, and no one moved afterwards.

In fact, there is no sword shadow at all. Some are just the sound of the sword sound in the heart. The sound kills them, and kills them even more. It is removed together with the monastic army ambushing in the dark. It is simply neat and without a trace of muddy water. .

Tang Qiqi and the others returned to Zhou Lie, everyone had completed the task and solved the underworld monks assigned to them!

Zhou Lie squinted his eyes and waited quietly. On the surface, he was killed cleanly, but in fact there were assassins. The ancestor Shao Yong was calculating his position.