Zombie Evil Emperor

boom!

When Zixia's Five Elements Ring trapped the opponent's late-stage Golden Core sea monk, Shi Yong, a barbarian monk in the middle-stage Golden Core realm, roared and instantly transformed into a five-foot giant body, rotating the totem pole in his hand and the one on the opposite side. In the middle stage of Mingjindan, the monks from the sea tribe started a fierce battle.

The middle-stage golden elixir monk from the Wu clan was not slow to react. He sacrificed a gray stone statue of the demon god, worshiped it and chanted a mantra. The stone statue of the demon god instantly became several feet tall, holding a war spear in his hand, and green light surged all over his body. , fighting against the two middle-stage Jindan Sea Clan monks on the opposite side, they actually had a slight upper hand.

"Kill the human female cultivator who controls the five ring magic weapons, and let Second Young Master Yin come out to avenge the two dead companions."

Those early-stage Jindan Hai clan monks were avoiding Ziyun's awl weapon while rushing toward Zixia with murderous intent.

He wanted to kill Ziyun first and release the late-stage Jindan Sea Clan monk called Yin Ergongzi who was trapped in the Five Elements Ring.

Just when Yang Tian was about to release the flying zombie to protect himself and Zixia beside him, the iceberg beauty Mo Lengxue from the Wu tribe next to him flipped his hand, and an emerald-like bead as big as an egg flew out.

This is a ninth-grade defensive magic weapon. Under Mo Lengxue's urging, emerald-like beads were spinning at a height of ten feet above the heads of Yang Tian, ​​Zixia, and Mo Lengxue, and scattered out thousands of miles. Thousands of green lights and shadows condensed into a green defensive light curtain.

From a distance, it looked like a large upside-down bowl covering the three of Yang Tian.

The magical weapons of the early-stage Golden Core monks from the Sea Tribe who were charging hit the green light curtain, making a series of explosive sounds. However, the green light curtain only swayed slightly, and did not appear to be unable to withstand the attack at all.

"The ninth-grade defensive light curtain consumes a huge amount of true energy and mana. We all attack this green light screen with all our strength. Once the true essence and mana in the female witch cultivator's body is exhausted and she cannot support the ninth-grade magical weapon, that is when they will die! "

The Sea Clan monk was right. Although the power of the ninth-grade magic weapon was powerful, it also consumed a huge amount of the monk's true energy.

The next moment, those early-stage Golden Core cultivators from the Sea Tribe who rushed over controlled their magic weapons and began to frantically smash the green light curtain protecting Yang Tian and the others.

Just when Yang Tian was thinking that if the green light curtain was broken, he would release the flying zombie, Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Wu tribe who was also in the green light curtain, slapped the storage bag, and an item exploded. A sound appeared on the ground.

It is a triangular black stone platform, three feet and three inches high, with five steps from bottom to top. Each step is carved with many extremely realistic images of ancient demon gods. They are either sitting, standing, hunting, or Fighting and fighting with other demon gods...

"This dark stone platform is also a magic weapon? But you can't feel any attack and defense runes on it?" Under Yang Tian's doubtful and puzzled eyes, Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Wu tribe, suddenly raised her head solemnly and solemnly. Put your feet gently on the first step and walk up slowly.

After Mo Lengxue climbed onto the black stone platform, he took out an offering table, an incense burner, and nine black flags from his storage bag and inserted them into the nine holes on the edge of the stone platform.

"What is she going to do?" Yang Tian took a guess at it. He didn't even have a partial understanding of the methods of the Wu Clan monks. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out what Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Wu Clan, wanted to do.

Mo Lengxue arranged the altar table and other items, carefully took out a majestic-looking stone statue of gods and demons from the storage bag, and placed it on the altar table with great respect.

Three sticks of paper yellow incense were turned into green flames by the life essence and blood sprayed from Mo Lengxue's mouth, and three thick black smoke incense emitted like clouds around the black stone platform.

Zixia on the side seemed to see Yang Tian's doubts and confusion. While she was trying hard to activate the Five Elements Ring to trap the late-stage Jindan cultivator of the Sea Clan, she said through her spiritual consciousness:

"According to old legend, the people of the Witch Clan are the descendants of the Witch God among the ancient Demon Gods. They have the blood of the Ancient Witch God flowing in their bodies. They can summon the projection of the Ancient Witch God through worship and gain some of the Witch God's abilities.

The curses and bad luck spells that are feared and feared by monks from all races in the world are obtained by worshiping and summoning the projection of the Witch God. "

Just when Zixia was transmitting an explanation to Yang Tian, ​​Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Wu tribe, was already kneeling on the stone platform, worshiping the witch god among the ancient demon gods on the table.

Just after the iceberg beauty Mo Lengxue kowtowed nine times in a row, the stone statue of the ancient demon witch god on the altar suddenly erupted with a dazzling green light. Immediately, green smoke suddenly appeared from nowhere and surrounded the black stone platform. Yang Tian and Zixia, who were standing not far outside the stage, could not see inside.

In the green smoke invisible to Yang Tian and the others, a figure exuding supreme pressure gradually formed. Judging from its appearance, it looked exactly like the stone statue of the witch god placed on the altar table.

I don’t know what spell Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Witch Clan, recited, but the projection of the Witch God turned into a green light and entered Mo Lengxue’s Heavenly Spirit Cap.

The next moment, Mo Lengxue, who was kneeling there, began to squeeze the beast skull bracelet with his hands and whispered a spell in his mouth.

At the same time, Yang Tian and Zixia outside the black stone platform could not help but feel cold, as if something making them uncomfortable appeared.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, dozens of green rays of light suddenly flew out of the thick green smoke, instantly penetrating the green light curtain guarding Yang Tian and the three of them, and directed towards the sea clan goldmen who were frantically attacking the green shield outside. The monk in the early stage of Dan shot it away.

Caught off guard, a sea monk in the early stage of the Golden Core was immediately hit by a green light. This green light did not leave a blood hole or anything on the body of the sea monk in the early stage of the Golden Core.

Instead, like a green snake returning to its cave, it penetrated directly into the body of the early-stage Golden Core Sea Tribe monk from his skin.

The next moment, a scene that horrified everyone present appeared. They saw that the early-stage Jindan Sea Clan monk suddenly aged. Soon, he changed from a middle-aged man to an old man in his twilight years. Teeth fall out, hair falls out.

"I..." The early-stage Golden Core Sea Tribe monk who suddenly lost his vitality and became shabby old scratched his throat as if he wanted to say something.

However, before he could say anything, he suddenly fell down, lost his last trace of life, and died on the spot.

"Damn it, that green light thread turned out to be the 'Death Curse' among the top ten curses in the Witch Clan's Immortal Palace. Everyone, please be careful and don't get hit by that green light."

At the same time, Zixia's voice sounded in Yang Tian's ears again.