Zombie Evil Emperor

As the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

The Golden Core cultivators of the Sea Clan who were in the middle of the battle were shocked when they found that the second young master of the Dragon Clan, the most powerful in combat, had been beaten to death and turned into a dragon several feet long lying on the ground.

"Second Young Master Yin is dead. We can't defeat them. Everyone, run away!" A panicked early-stage Jindan cultivator from the Sea Clan pulled away from the battle group besieging Ziyun and flew away into the thick fog in the distance.

As soon as he left, other Sea Clan monks also immediately withdrew from the battle group and fled in different directions.

In a blink of an eye!

Those sea tribe monks who were in the early stage of the golden elixir ran away completely.

"Let's go help Shi Yong and the others!"

Those early-stage Golden Core Sea Tribe monks ran away, but the three mid-stage Golden Core Sea Tribe monks who were being fiercely fought by the barbarian Shi Yong and the mid-stage Witch Tribe monk did not run away.

In fact, it's not that these three middle-stage Golden Core Sea Tribe monks didn't run away, but that they had no chance to run away at all.

The middle-stage golden elixir sea monk who fought with the barbarian monk Shi Yong was trapped in a cocoon. Although the water boundary allowed him to turn into his true body and fight in the sea, the water boundary became a prison at this time. I'm also trapped inside, and I can't come out immediately if I want to.

On the other side, the two middle-stage Golden Core monks from the Sea Clan could only resist the stone statues of gods and demons sacrificed by the middle-stage Golden Core monks from the Wu Clan. However, once they showed signs of evacuating, they would be attacked by the middle-stage Golden Core Clan monks. Crazy attack, no chance to escape.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this time, Zixia's Five Elements Ring suddenly arrived and trapped one of the middle-stage Jindan Sea Clan monks who was fighting the stone statue of gods and demons.

Before the middle-stage Jindan Sea Clan monk could struggle, Ziyun's awl-shaped spear directly penetrated his head and destroyed his soul.

A middle-stage Jindan monk died, and the stone statue of a god and demon several feet tall suddenly let out a roar, and the spear in his hand suddenly hit another middle-stage Jindan monk like a gun.

In the crazy attack of the stone statue of gods and demons, in less than a moment, the middle-stage Jindan Sea Clan monk was shot to pieces, and the spiritual energy defense screen outside his body was shattered by a gun. The spear penetrated his chest and came out from behind.

At this time, the only living Sea Clan monks in the field were the Sea Clan’s mid-stage golden elixir cultivator who had used the realm of water. After the arrival of Ziyun Zixia and the Wu Clan’s mid-stage golden elixir cultivator, this sea tribe’s The cultivator in the middle stage of the clan's golden elixir didn't last long before he was killed by everyone in his water realm.

The battle ended, and then everyone began to divide the genius treasures in the storage bags of the dead sea monks, as well as the cyan mist that floated into the air from their bodies after their death.

From the beginning to the end of this melee between the two sides, Yang Tian did not make any contribution. Of course, he had nothing to do with dividing the spoils.

However, everyone did not forget that he was a member of the team. Although the good things were not given to him, some low-level cultivation resources that they, the Golden Core Stage monks, looked down upon, were all given to Yang Tian.

Of course, Yang Tian not only obtained a large number of low-level cultivation resources, but also obtained the corpses of those dead Golden Core Stage Sea Tribe monks.

To him, the corpses of these golden elixir stage sea clan monks are much better than those genius treasures. As long as they are cultivated with a large amount of netherworld energy for twenty or thirty years, they will become some flying zombies.

"Hey, I've gathered enough Tiangang Qi!" At this time, Shi Yong, a monk in the middle stage of the Barbarian Golden Core, suddenly showed a look of ecstasy. Unexpectedly, after dividing the green mist floating out from the bodies of those sea tribe monks, he actually let him A complete Tiangang Qi was gathered together.

"That's enough for me!"

Before everyone could congratulate him, Shi Yong's fellow Witch Tribe and the two other Witch Tribe monks, except for the iceberg beauty Mo Lengxue, almost unanimously made sounds of surprise.

The next moment, under the gazes of Yang Tian, ​​Ziyun Zixia, and the iceberg beauty Mo Lengxue, Shi Yong and the four of them were teleported away by the power of teleportation in the white mist under a strange wave.

"I'll give these to you!"

After Shi Yong and the others disappeared, Ziyun and Zixia, as if they had a tacit understanding, sent a large handful of cyan mist in front of Yang Tian.

The cyan mist they got before was similar to that of Shi Yong and the others. Once they inhaled the cyan mist in their hands, they should have collected a complete Tiangang Qi like Shi Yong and the others.

After all, the two sisters Ziyun and Zixia are cultivators at the Golden Core Stage. At the same time, they both have powerful weapons in their hands. Even if they give the Tiangang Qi in their hands to Yang Tian, ​​they are still confident that they can gather together a Tiangang Qi.

But Yang Tian is different. After all, he is just a young monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

If they all leave here and he is the only one left, not to mention whether they are lucky enough to gather a complete Tiangang Qi, I am afraid that it will be extremely dangerous to meet any golden elixir stage monk.

It's okay to meet a Jindan monk with a good temper. The most you can do is ask him to hand over the cyan mist and let him go without risking his life.

If you encounter those murderous Jindan monks, you will be killed if you don't take the initiative to hand over the blue mist.

Yang Tian looked at the sincere eyes of the two women, and he refused: "The amount of Tiangang Qi here is limited. I won't want the cyan mist in your hands. If I really can't get enough Tiangang Qi at that time, I will be decisive If you choose to leave, you won’t take your own life for granted.”

The two sisters Ziyun and Zixia have been in contact with Yang Tian for a long time. They know his temper and they won't take it even if they give him the cyan mist.

"Aren't you three disgusting?" The iceberg beauty of the Wu clan on the side obviously misunderstood the relationship between the three of them.

She turned her hand over, and there was a bead like a luminous bead in her hand. It was the spoil of war, the ninth-grade defensive magic weapon originally sacrificed by the Second Young Master Yin of the Dragon Clan.

"I have a ninth-grade defensive magic weapon. This ninth-grade defensive magic weapon is of no use to me, so I will give it to you in return for the life-saving grace you received from that torrent of formations."

Yang Tian was stunned!

He immediately refused: "You have already given me a black token. Before we..."

Before he could finish his words, iceberg beauty Mo Lengxue interrupted: "That's long-winded!"

Mo Lengxue, the iceberg beauty of the Wu tribe, was not only cold in appearance, but also very cold in her heart. She didn't want to owe others any favors, so she just threw the beads away.

After throwing the beads, she inhaled the handful of cyan mist she held in her belly.

In just three or two breaths, the power of teleportation in the white mist teleported away this proud iceberg beauty.