Shen Dong turned pale with panic and said to the men in black around him, "Stop him for me!"

"The Corpse King's Formation!"

Those disciples of Yama Luo Sect immediately activated the Corpse King under their control.

These zombie kings all over the mountains and plains suddenly started to move around, each one extremely flexible, howling and screaming, and pounced on Qin Chao.

Fire Corpse King, Ice Corpse King, Shadow Corpse King... all kinds of corpse kings surrounded the Qin Dynasty like a tide.

"I also have the Corpse King's army. The Corpse King's formation formed by them can also crush you!"

Seeing the corpse kings all over the mountains and plains, Shen Dong felt calm for a moment, and then he clapped his hands and laughed, "Hahaha, Qin Chao, you are still going to die today!"

"Let's see who dies!"

Qin Chao raised his hands and shouted loudly.

"Liyin, Nishang, become my strength!"

Two long dragons roared and flew out of his wrists.

One is completely black, and the other is completely dark green.

The two long dragons entangled each other and then spread out in all directions.

These two long dragons were so powerful that they directly knocked away the Corpse King who rushed towards Qin Chao.

After spinning in a circle, it flew back to Qin Chao's body and transformed into a shoulder armor and a wrist armor.

"Zanshin Sword Formation!"

After Qin Chao opened the Nine Dragon Armor, he pointed at the sky again.

Rows of densely packed white gold lotus flowers suddenly filled the entire sky.

The sky was already dark, and now it was even covered in darkness.

There is no sunlight visible above the entire Misty Peak.

"Go for it!"

Saying that, Qin Chao stretched out his hand and pointed.

Sword rain fell from the sky, densely packed, as dense as falling raindrops.

None of the zombie kings scattered across the mountains and plains were spared; each one was pierced through the heart by an arrow and nailed to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the corpse kings were wounded and full of swords.

"Do you think you can deal with this god's Corpse King's formation like this?"

Shen Dong sneered nonchalantly, "The Corpse King is immortal. No matter how sharp and dense your sword is, it will have no effect."

As he spoke, the corpse kings got up from the ground again, carrying blood, and moved towards Qin Chao.

"Then let's come up with a more thorough solution!"

Qin Chao also sneered.

He stretched out his hands, pinched the spell, and started to release the next spell.

"Come out, Jiuyou Rakshasa Sect!"

In the sky, a huge black door suddenly broke through the clouds, revealing its traces.

How big that door is!

It feels like a huge football field hanging upside down in the air.

"Oh my god..."

"This, what kind of spell is this? It feels so scary..."

"Mom, I want to go home..."

The cultivators present were frightened when they saw the huge black door emerging.

"Friends in the world of cultivation, just find something for yourself."

Qin Chao looked at the cultivators who had beaten him before and showed a somewhat strange smile.

"Find something quickly and grab it!"

"This is the Nine Nether Rakshasa Sect!"

These cultivators are not stupid either. As long as they have something they can hold on to, they are all welcome.

"Ah, you pervert! Go and die, die, die!"

A cultivator accidentally grabbed the chest muscles of another female cultivator, cough cough.

Yes, it can also be said that it is the muscles in the chest that make the female cultivator who has not had sex for nearly a hundred years feel a little comfortable.

But Xiaoshuang is Xiaoshuang. As a female cultivator who understands etiquette, justice and shame, in order to show how reserved and ladylike she is, she screamed in protest but with a hint of encouragement.

It's a pity that time is tight and the other party doesn't have the time to understand the deeper meaning.

The Nine Nether Rakshasa Gate has been opened.

The powerful suction force is like turning on a giant vacuum cleaner in the air.

All the cultivators felt their bodies buoyant and involuntarily wanted to fly towards the Nine Nether Rakshasa Gate.

Fortunately, they had already grasped what they needed to grasp.

Including the muscles of a certain female cultivator.

But the zombie kings all over the mountains and plains are not so lucky.

They tried to grab something, but the Platinum Lotus Slash cut open their hands.

These corpse kings were like garbage, whirring, being sucked in by the Nine Nether Rakshasa Gate that opened in the air.

After a while, this misty peak suddenly looked clean.

Even the white mist was sucked into the Nine Nether Rakshasa Sect.

Without the threat of Yama's dead incense, all the cultivators began to gradually recover their skills.

But Shen Dong, who was previously majestic and claimed to be a god, is facing an unprecedented crisis.
Chapter completed!