Zombie Evil Emperor

"How is this possible!" After the transformation, Zhao Yunyue, who regarded his speed as his trump card, got up from the ground with a face full of shock.

"I don't believe it! Come again!" Zhao Yunyue's golden pupils were full of madness, and the snake's tail swung, so fast that even the immortals at the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian outside the field could not catch it, and in an instant it came to Yang Tian's head, like It cut through the void like a knife and smashed it down hard.

"Hahaha... it hit!" Zhao Yunyue laughed wildly.

However--

The next moment, her laughter stopped, as if someone had suddenly grabbed her throat, and her face looked extremely ugly.

Because what she just drew turned out to be an afterimage. This afterimage was the effect of fast movement, rather than a phantom created by magic. There was a big difference between the two.

What the snake's tail hit was an afterimage, which proved that Yang Tian started moving when the snake's tail was just about to touch the top of his head. In other words, Yang Tian's speed was much ahead of her.

"Sister Ninety-Eight, are you going to admit defeat or continue?" A two-foot-tall six-winged zombie suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yunyue.

"Don't be so proud!" Zhao Yunyue's golden vertical pupils shot out two rays of golden light. In her heart, Yang Tian was looking for death. It was impossible for the quasi-sage to dodge at such a close range and could only be resisted with magical powers.

However, what stunned Zhao Yunyue was that the two golden lights still hit Yang Tian's afterimage.

"How fast is he!" Zhao Yunyue was really bald now.

Boom!

At this moment, the two golden lights fell on the ring, as if there was an earthquake. The whole ring shook, and the place where the golden light was hit shattered a lot of the floor. If it were not for the protection of the formation, I am afraid that the whole ring would have been destroyed. They will all be wiped out in the golden light just now.

"Sister Ninety-eight, do you really not admit defeat? You have no advantage now." Yang Tian's figure appeared in front of Zhao Yunyue again.

Zhao Yunyue couldn't see clearly how Yang Tian came, and she still couldn't see how Yang Tian left, but it was impossible to count her.

"Ninety-ninth brother, don't think you are a sure winner. I'm telling you that I still have my own magic weapon but it's useless. You can take care of what happens next." Zhao Yunyue opened his mouth and a golden bead flew out.

Weng!

Golden ripples spread out from the beads. In the blink of an eye, the entire small world of the arena was covered by these ripples. At first, Yang Tian felt nothing, but the next moment, he felt that the void around him seemed to have turned into a swamp. He moved ten times slower.

At this moment, Zhao Yunyue's proud voice sounded in Yang Tian's ears: "Ninety-ninth brother, I forgot to tell you that after transforming into our ancestors, although speed is the biggest reliance of our clan, if the biggest reliance is not as good as others What should we do? The ancestors of our clan thought of making a magic weapon that can limit the speed of others."

"Now, the entire arena is fluctuating with my real magic weapon. Your speed here will continue to decrease, but my own speed will not only not decrease, but will also increase slightly, so don't be too complacent as a human being. !”

brush!

The snake's tail extended wirelessly, like the sharpest weapon in the world. The void was as vulnerable as tofu in front of it. With a snap, Yang Tian was hit hard, flew out faster than a meteor, and hit the ring. Only then did the light curtain stop.

"How about it! Brother Ninety-nine, what else can you do to win against me?" Zhao Yunyue chuckled.

This was the happiest moment since she stepped into the ring. Finally, she could beat Yang Tian to her heart's content.

"It's not bad, but it's a pity that this magical weapon of yours has no effect on me." Yang Tian stood up from the ground. The next moment, the aura emanating from his body fluctuated with that of Zhao Yunyue's golden light ball magical weapon. , the golden ripples emitted are exactly the same.

"You...how did you do that?" Zhao Yunyue didn't know how many times she had been shocked.

"How to do it? It's very simple. The fluctuations released by your magic weapon should be the combination of gravity in the earth attribute and the chaos of the wind attribute. The binding force. I only need to use the earth attribute in the same way. The power of the wind attribute, fused together, adjusts the frequency according to the fluctuation of your magic weapon, and naturally there is no limit."

Yang Tian's chaotic body contains all attributes in the world. No matter what attribute it is, it can be analyzed and imitated.

"Ah! Damn it! It's enough for you to know the characteristics of my magic weapon, but you still said it, I..." Zhao Yunyue was shaking with anger. At this moment, she hated Yang Tian to death. If she uses this magic weapon in the future, Has it not been cracked by many people and is no longer useful?

Yang Tian was deliberately stunned and asked: "Sister Ninety-Eight, didn't you just ask me how I did it? Why did you get angry again when I told you? You don't blame me!"

"You, you, you...ah! I'm so angry!" Zhao Yunyue flicked his snake tail, looking like Yang Tian.

However, Yang Tian did not hide this time, but stretched out his small hand and grabbed it in front of him, grabbing the snake's tail tightly.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Tian grabbed the snake's tail, turned it around, and smashed it onto the ground. No matter how much Zhao Yunyue exerted all the magic power in her body, she could not break away from Yang Tian's hand.

Compared to the physical strength, zombies have never been afraid of anyone.

"Your Majesty, why don't you stop the fight between the Ninety-ninth Prince and the Ninety-Eighth Lady?" outside the ring, a quasi-sage standing next to the Three-Tong Immortal King asked.

Santong Immortal King: "That girl Jiujiu has become a little arrogant over the years. It's good to let Jiujiu control her temper. I hope she can restrain herself after this failure, otherwise she will be in the realm of quasi-sage in the future. At her peak, there is no possibility of becoming a saint.”

The quasi-sage beside him thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, with Miss Ninety-Eight's temperament, if she loses this time, I'm afraid she will feel a little jealous of the Ninety-Nine Prince..."

He didn't say what he said next. Immortal King Santong also understood. He looked at the adopted sons and daughters who were watching the battle, and some of his own descendants, that is, the nine princes and nine princesses, and then said: "When there are too many people, there will be conflicts. This is normal. As long as it is not something too egregious and is left to their own devices, I will not interfere."

"That's right!" The quasi-sage next to him understood that as long as these people were killed in the outrageous things mentioned by the Santong Immortal King, he would not care about them no matter how ferocious they were or how much they hated each other.

After all, these people are just brothers and sisters.

What's more, it doesn't matter if they are brothers. There are many who kill each other for profit.

You can't control it, because greed is also a law of heaven. Let alone them, even saints can't help the greed in their hearts sometimes.

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