Zombie Evil Emperor

The distance of five million miles is not far for the ghost king who is comparable to the monks in the transformation stage. It didn't take long for them to reach the place.

"I am the White Jade Ghost King. I wonder which Taoist master of formations is entrenched here? Can you come out and see him?"

The first one to arrive was the Skeleton Ghost King. His bones were as sharp and clear as white jade, surrounded by wisps of starlight. He looked extraordinary.

His words were very polite, without any airs that a ghost king would have.

No matter what stage of ghost this formation master is, as long as it is a master, it deserves to be treated like this by a ghost king in the spirit transformation stage.

Swish, brush, brush!

As soon as the White Jade Ghost King finished speaking, several black auras came one after another, it was none other than several other Ghost Kings.

"Junior Zangtian, I have met several senior ghost kings." Yang Tian flew out of the small and medium-sized ghosts. Zangtian was the new name he gave himself.

After he came out, he did not lose his etiquette just because the ghost kings opposite him were polite. He used the etiquette of a junior among ghosts meeting their seniors.

Of course, his tone was neither humble nor silent, completely calm and calm.

When you see different ghosts, you should have different attitudes, and his junior gift has won the favor of the ghost kings such as Bai Yu opposite him.

The White Jade Ghost King opened his skeletal jaw and said: "Since Fellow Taoist Zangtian is a master of formations, we are our peers. There is no need to be polite. We can just call each other Fellow Daoist."

Although it is a skeletal ghost, its temperament and tone of voice are like that of an elegant literary scholar, with the aura of Hu Shujuan.

At this moment, an ugly ghost king who was as short as Hou and looked like a big-headed doll said: "I guess fellow Taoist Zangtian must have arranged a large formation here to trap the ghost king in the transformation stage. Let me first Wang, let’s experience how it works along the way of fellow Taoist formation.”

Guessing that the other party is a formation master and whether the other party is really a formation master are two different things.

Yes or no, you will know once you try it.

"Hahaha..." Yang Tian said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist Ghost King is really thoughtful and discerning. Among these ghosts, this junior has indeed arranged a large formation. Since fellow Taoist wants to experience it, please come with me. Give it a try.”

Yang Tian made an invitation gesture, and immediately spread his dark wings behind his back, taking the lead to fly towards the ghost.

"Hahaha... Fellow Taoist Zangtian is indeed a master of formations. You can tell at a glance that I have a sharp eye, which really makes me admire you." This ghost king, who looks like a big-headed doll, was elated by the praise.

After he followed Yang Tian deep into the ghost world, several other ghost kings thought to themselves: "This ugly ghost is so shameless. He actually admits that he has a sharp eye."

Whether he is a formation master or not, a ghost king can test it out. There is no need to go there. These ghost kings are waiting for the result outside this ghost.

At this time, the ugly ghost like a big-headed doll has followed deep into the ghost world.

"Fellow Daoist Zangtian, where is the formation you set up?" Its huge spiritual thoughts almost enveloped this small and medium-sized ghost. After checking several times, it didn't find where the formation was, so it couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

Yang Tian smiled and said: "Haha... Fellow Taoist Datou, don't you realize that something is wrong here?"

Datou is the name of this big-headed doll-like ghost king.

"What's wrong?"

On the thin body, the huge head looked around, and there was a green light in the eyes.

After watching for a long time, the Big-Headed Ghost King didn't see anything wrong around him. Just when he asked, his eyes suddenly widened.

He saw that Yang Tian, ​​who was smiling in front of him, suddenly disappeared in a blur. Only then did the big-headed ghost king realize that what he was following turned out to be just an illusion.

For a moment, the big-headed ghost king's expression changed again and again. He didn't realize that the person in front of him was fake, nor did he notice the changes around him, but he already guessed that it had already entered the formation unknowingly.

This made him somewhat irritated, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said: "The formation of fellow Daoist Zangtian is really wonderful. Since I can't see how I got into the formation, let me know how I broke it." This is a big formation.”

boom!

Before he finished speaking, the nearby void trembled violently, and a terrifying momentum spread from the big-headed ghost king in all directions.

"Break it for me!"

Black light steamed around it, condensing into eighteen black dragons, rushing towards the fourth level of heaven and earth, and the surrounding void.

As long as the formation is not set up by an formation master or above, it will be like paper and vulnerable to the absolute power of the ghost king in the transformation stage.

Boom boom boom!

Eighteen black dragon phantoms collided with the invisible formation restriction high in the sky, making a loud sound like thunder.

Boom boom boom!

The big-headed ghost king's eyes surged with ferocity, and his figure flashed straight into the sky, with a hammer condensed from black energy appearing in his hand.

The hammer is two feet long and its head is as big as a millstone.

A ghost king as tall as a five- or six-year-old child is holding such a huge hammer. How funny it looks.

But if it were seen by other monks, they would definitely not be amused. This is a ghost king with terrifying strength.

Boom! The huge black hammer, with incomparable terrifying power, hit the barrier of the formation fiercely, and circles of ripples spread across the barrier of the formation like water waves.

Restricted by the attacking formation, each formation rune suddenly loomed, bursting out with dazzling light.

At this time, a huge counter-shock force came from the restriction of the formation. The big-headed ghost king holding the hammer handle let out a scream of pain and fell to the ground faster than when he flew up.

The Ghost King is the Ghost King. Just when he was about to hit the ground, the Big-Headed Ghost King stopped his falling.

"Come again!"

The big-headed ghost king shouted loudly, and the black light around him exploded, like a black sun rising into the sky, with unstoppable momentum mounted on the formation restriction.

In an instant, terrifying energy fluctuations erupted from the Big-Headed Ghost King and the Great Formation Restriction, and the void became unstable.

The formation was restrained by such a violent attack. It seemed like an enraged beast at this moment, and a more terrifying counterattack than before poured out directly.

Under this terrifying counter-shock force, the Big-Headed Ghost King's skin cracked more than a dozen holes, and streams of black energy flowed out like pillars of blood.

bump!

The Big-Headed Ghost King fell onto a short mountain, and the top of the mountain exploded to pieces. Although the Big-Headed Ghost King was a soul-like ghost, his body had been able to transform between reality and reality after he had cultivated to the stage of becoming a god.

The big-headed ghost king got up from the ground, wiped the corners of his mouth, and shouted loudly. His figure grew bigger and bigger, and in an instant it became two to three thousand feet. It was like a mountain standing between the sky and the earth, constantly swinging and hammering the formation in mid-air. On the ban.

However, apart from trembling, the formation restriction did not look like it was about to collapse.