Zombie Evil Emperor

In the palace, a melee broke out, fierce and dangerous.

After all, Yang Tian was too weak to block everyone, and the wounds on his body gradually increased. Even in zombie form, the wounds could not be healed instantly.

"Yang Tian, ​​I will only use your head, but you must fulfill my wish!" The whole body of the white-clothed god and demon glowed, and the flying sword swept across, killing fiercely.

"roll!"

Yang Tian shouted and blocked the sword, but he was attacked by several enemies immediately after him. Immediately, there were a few more wounds on his body, and even the zombie's face turned pale.

"I don't believe I can't cut off your bones!"

Murong came to kill with his sword, his expression was cold and cold.

At the last moment, Yang Tian spewed pitch-black corpse poison from his mouth, like a giant smoke dragon, and barely blocked the killing blow. However, the other person was hit by someone else's sledgehammer weapon, and his body shook and he almost fell down.

It was really frustrating. More than ten gods and demons decided to attack him alone. This meant that his physical body was too powerful in zombie form. If other gods and demons were in the same situation, he would have died long ago.

"Can't you hold on anymore?"

Sikong Shu, who had not participated in the melee, suddenly moved and attacked from one side. He was very careful and cautious. When one attack was ineffective, he ducked away and did not give Yang Tian a chance to attack him.

"He is mine, no one can steal it from me!"

The three demons with three heads and six arms roared violently, with black light surging all over their bodies, and they struck and killed them with great power.

"Die!"

On the other side, Murong Tuo also came to kill again!

In an instant, Yang Tian was completely surrounded from all sides, with no way to hide or escape.

Yang Tian's other clone was also entangled. He lacked weapons like the Pangu Sky-Opening Axe, so no matter how hard he attacked, he couldn't break through.

bump!

Ten attacks blocked eight or nine of them, two of which hit Yang Tian, ​​causing his injuries to become more serious. His body was torn open and black energy gurgled out, which was shocking.

Uh-huh!

The long sword of the white-clothed god and demon slashed down and stabbed Yang Tian's vest.

"Sending you on your way!" A cold smile appeared on the lips of the spirit bead ranked second on the gold list, and he used the bead magic weapon that it usually did not produce. He dared to conclude that as long as it hit, Yang Tian was destined to die on the spot.

On the other side, the three demons with three heads and six arms also took action, putting Yang Tian in a desperate situation.

However, Yang Tian did not panic, and his expression was terrifyingly calm. Silently, a pill-like bead appeared in his palm. This was the reward for coming first in Dezi's second test, Wuliang Dan, which contained It has long been filled with power from the great formation that Song Jiayi used to trap and kill him.

He has always been concerned about the identities of these gods and demons. The consequences of killing one or two Chaos gods and demons are different from the consequences of killing a large group of direct descendants of the Chaos gods and demon families, so Yang Tian has not used this treasure for a long time.

However, now that it was a life-and-death moment, he could not care about anything else.

"Fuck them all!"

Yang Tian finally used the Wuliang Dan, and terrifying formations of killing energy shot out, covering all directions and covering less than half of the palace space.

Dang Dang Dang!

As the power of the formation emerged from the Wuliang Pill, a series of deafening collisions were heard immediately. The gods and demons coming from all around were all covered by the killing formation and were attacked by the killing power of the formation.

The white-clothed gods and demons, the three demons with three heads and six arms, Murong Tuo who was third on the gold list, Ling Zhuzi who was second on the gold list and others received special care, and the dense formations were attacking them with the killing power. When the rain fell, they were all shaken as if struck by lightning. They suffered a terrifying impact and staggered backwards.

This sudden change happened so fast that it was completed in an instant.

In the formation, Yang Tian's figure seemed to be bathed in divine radiance, protected by the forbidden power of the formation. He got a chance to breathe and recover. The pills that restored his divine power and injuries were treated like candy beans by him. Eat.

The elixir decomposes into streaks of light in his body. These are the divine power in the elixir, and they can become his own divine power without refining.

These pills alone were not enough. Yang Tian's divine power was consumed very much. He also took out some genius treasures from the secret realm of Lingshan and ate them all like cuckolds.

The genius treasure is extraordinary. Even if it is not refined into an elixir, eating it directly still adds some very terrifying divine power. However, the speed is such that Yang Tian's divine power is restored to 40% of the level during the victory in just a short while.

However, right now!

boom!

The gods and demons in white used various means to pass through the killing power of the formation and came to the place where Yang Tian was sitting cross-legged.

"Go to hell!" He struck out without hesitation, swung his sword, and a sword light that was only three feet long appeared. Although the sword light was small, it had earth-shattering power.

Facing this sword light, Yang Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly raised his head, but his eyes were full of indifference and coldness without any emotion.

Um?

When the white-clothed god and demon was glanced at by him, he felt his whole body stiffen, as if a sharp knife was pressed against his throat, and a touch of fear suddenly arose in his heart.

What kind of eyes are those?

If the eternal night is as mysterious and profound, it is like looking up from the abyss of hell, which seems to trap the human soul and completely sink it.

In an instant, the white-clothed god and demon sensed an extreme danger, his expression changed drastically, and he retreated violently without any reason.

But it was obviously a step too late.

puff!

The white-clothed god and demon only felt a blur in front of his eyes. Yang Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was already in front of him.

However, at some point, Yang Tian's palm had pierced his chest and heart, and the zombie's fangs clenched its teeth. In just two or three breaths, the white-clothed god and demon turned into a body without blood. The shriveled corpse that had lost its spirit looked like someone who had been exposed to the cold for tens of millions of years.

As the killing power of the formation swept across, the shriveled corpse of the white-clothed god and demon turned into flying ash and smoke with a crash, completely dead.

In an instant, the whole place was dead silent, and all the gods and demons in the formation were sweating coldly. Just now, they didn't see Yang Tian's speed clearly.

The speed was so fast that even a glimpse was just that, no one had time to react, and the scene was shocking and terrifying.

The white-clothed gods and demons were another direct descendants of the Chaos gods and demons family who died in the hands of Yang Tian after Ao Guangfeng.

This made them feel shocked and a little chilled. Could it be that Yang Tianzhen had the guts to kill all of them?

But seeing the tragic death of the white-robed god and demon, they felt that Yang Tian really had the courage.

Yang Tian in zombie form definitely looked scary. His scarlet eyes swept across all the gods and demons in the formation. He said in a cold and cold voice: "Since you are all determined to kill me, I won't be polite anymore!"

Clang!

Pangu's sky-opening ax was rotated by him. The blade was restrained, simple and clumsy, and had a sense of heaviness accumulated over time.