Chapter 274: Army of Corpse Puppets

"boom!"

With a thunderous collision, the magic pillar mercilessly flung Tianhong Shengjun on his body. His body, like a cannonball, knocked over countless houses along the way, and finally stopped forcibly tens of miles away.

"Boy, you've already pissed me off!"

Tianhong Shengjun seemed to have lost his patience, and with a low shout, he actually sat on the stream in mid-air, and the corpse energy in his body began to spread out continuously.

"Um?"

Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and quickly spread out the evil spirit, trying to attack his sanity.

Although evil spirits can quickly erode those corpses, it is strange that Tianhong Shengjun sits cross-legged in the void without moving.

"Roar!"

Immediately afterwards, the whole earth trembled at this moment, and there was a faint roar coming from the ground.

"Everyone get off the ground!"

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and they flew into the air immediately. Those who reacted slowly were not so lucky, and gray palms poked out from the ground.

"ah!"

There were screams from the caught monks, and then, bugs began to penetrate into the skin of these people, turning into corpse puppets!

This scene, like a plague, immediately began to spread crazily, and many people have been caught.

"Sage Lord Tianhong, what are you doing!"

Many sects said angrily, among these people, there are still many important people of them!

However, Tianhong Shengjun seemed not to hear it, and the corpse aura spread wildly, even Zhao Yi's evil aura couldn't stop it.

"Hmph! Ling Sha, let's go with the old man. Although I don't want to meddle in other people's business, but the Thousand Corpse Sect has gone too far this time."

Seeing innocent lives being refined into corpse puppets one after another, the Baichen Sage Monarch of Wuhun Pagoda couldn't help but suggest.

"Forget it, I haven't moved my muscles for many years."

The one called Ling Cha is a woman, the Holy Monarch Ling Cha, one of the three Holy Monarchs of the Chaos Demon Chamber of Commerce.

After Lingcha Shengjun finished speaking, the boundless spiritual power spread, leading everyone away from the battlefield and avoiding the fish in the pond.

Although the Martial Soul Tower and the Chaos Demon Chamber of Commerce intervened, it did not affect Tianhong Shengjun's spellcasting. There were more and more corpse puppets on the ground, and there were hundreds of thousands of densely packed heads!

And the ones with the lowest cultivation bases all started from Wuzong!

"Hehe, didn't you say you wanted to kill me? Before that, let's see who dies first!"

Tianhong Shengjun sneered, and with a wave of his palm, nearly a million corpse puppets below rushed towards the group of monsters immediately, and the screams continued to resound.

Although most of the corpse puppets have low cultivation bases, they have no sense of pain.

What's even more frightening is that if it is a little careless, it will be implanted by corpse insects and become a corpse puppet!

Looking at the miserable situation below, Zhao Yi frowned slightly.

"Boy, when they all become my puppets, you will be next!"

Tianhong Shengjun sneered and looked at Zhao Yi jokingly, as long as he stopped the latter now, there was no way to stop him from running rampant.

Thinking of Zhao Yi's helpless and pitiful expression, Tianhong Shengjun felt a kind of abnormal pleasure.

"Is it?"

Zhao Yi's face was calm, and he began to recover his human body. Then his body flickered, and a figure that looked exactly like him appeared beside him.

Immediately afterwards, there were more and more of these figures, and finally turned into hundreds of thousands, densely packed in midair.

Zhao Yi's avatar technique has made a new breakthrough. With just a drop of blood, he can create infinite avatars!

As for the clone's strength, although it is only one percent of Zhao Yiquansheng's, there is no pressure at all against the corpse puppets below!

"Shua!"

Groups of "Zhao Yi" rushed towards the ground as soon as they appeared, countless corpse puppets were torn apart as they passed, not even the corpse insects in their bodies were spared.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?!"

Tianhong Shengjun stared at Zhao Yi, wishing to see him through.

"Black magic thunder."

After doing this, Zhao Yi looked directly at Tianhong Sage Monarch with a pair of eyes, and the pitch-black eyes became extremely black, without the whites of the eyes.

Vaguely, there is still a thunder arc beating in the eyeballs.

"Boom!"

The black thunder, as if summoned by Zhao Yi, actually fell from the sky and smashed down.

Zhao Yi's body was immediately torn apart, and his whole body became scorched black.

However, as if this body was not his, in the face of this pain, he didn't even frown, and started to approach Tianhong Shengjun with his steps.

"Black magic thunder?!"

Seeing the thunderbolt in Zhao Yi's hand, Tianhong Shengjun's complexion changed, this kind of thunderbolt could hurt even Emperor Wu!

"die!"

Zhao Yi raised his palm, and a fist-sized thunder shot out immediately, while his own palm exploded first, turning into a pile of blood mist.

The speed of the black thunder was so fast that even a martial saint monk could only see a flash of black light, and it hit Tianhong Shengjun.

That thunderbolt, as if possessing the strongest penetrating power in the world, forcibly pierced Tianhong Shengjun's body!

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Yi raised his bloody hand again, and lightning shot out one after another, and there were several blood holes in the body of Tianhong Shengjun.

"Hehe, it's really unexpected."

Tianhong Shengjun raised his head and looked at the many blood holes on his body. If he hadn't practiced the law of death, he might have been killed by Zhao Yi just now.

Killed.

"I am the majestic master of the Thousand Corpses Sect, and I will never be defeated by your brat!"

Tianhong Shengjun said that although he seemed to be fine, the blood holes on his body and the remaining lightning arcs swept across his body crazily, excruciating pain.

Tianhong Shengjun did not stop the blood on his body, but let it drip, and finally sank into the ground.

"Come out, corpse king!"

Tianhong Shengjun lost a lot of blood, his complexion became pale, and his body was even more strangely thin. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking like an evil ghost grinning.

"hiss!"

As if hearing the call of Tianhong Shengjun, cracks appeared on the ground again, and a huge bug of hundreds of meters immediately appeared in the sight of many people.

An unpleasant stench of corpses filled the air everywhere.

"The Corpse King?"

Zhao Yi looked directly down, and immediately saw a familiar bug. When he was in the World of Beasts a year ago, he used the formation method to self-destruct and maim it.

Unexpectedly, it not only recovered from the injuries on its body, but also became more vicious.

"Master, what are your orders?"

A sharp voice echoed in the Gate of Thousand Corpses, and everyone felt a piercing ear-piercing immediately, and hurriedly covered their ears.

"The delicacy behind you is all yours."

Tianhong Shengjun said with a smile, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, master!"

Hearing this, the Corpse King moved backward like a puppet, and the people behind him were all elite disciples and elders of the Thousand Corpse Sect!

"What are you doing here, step back!"

Zhao Yi seemed to have noticed something, and quickly shouted at the disciples below.

"it's useless."

Tianhong Shengjun sneered, and those disciples also smiled, as if they were laughing at Zhao Yi.

They neither hid nor fled, allowing the corpse king to open his mouth wide and swallow them alive!