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Chapter 67 Battle Corpse King (1)

Zhao Hen was immersed in his mind for a moment, then suddenly waved the giant sword in his hand. All the giant swords hanging in the Wild Wolf Valley were 3,600. They all moved when they heard the wind and rushed towards the cave where the sarcophagus was. In an instant, they cut dozens of feet of caves flattened and directly exposed the sarcophagus below to the sun.

Even though Qin Jie was used to seeing such power, he couldn't help but be slightly shocked. He sighed in his heart that Tianyuan was indeed extraordinary. Putting aside his strength, his attainments in this formation alone were enough to make people stunned.

"Be careful next!" Zhao Hen reminded Qin Jie from afar, and the giant sword in the sky then aimed at the huge sarcophagus.

Qin Jie nodded, the Undead Corpse King was inside the sarcophagus. Once the sarcophagus was moved, no matter what his current state was, whether he was in seclusion or pretending to die, he would inevitably startle him as soon as possible. The Undead Corpse King was famous for being apart. Now even if there is a great formation to cheer for the Killing Destroy, the number of winners and losses is still unknown, and a fierce battle is inevitable.

No matter how hard the stone is, it cannot block the giant sword formed by the golden Taoist power. Countless giant swords were slashed down at the same time. In just a blink of an eye, the sarcophagus had fallen apart and became a piece of debris.

Seeing the figures appearing in it, Qin Jie couldn't help but tighten the giant sword in his hand. Although 360 of the 3,600 giant swords were submerged in inconspicuously, at this moment, it had already faintly condensed into a killing formation independent of the catastrophe array.

Zhao Hen's eyes flashed by, and the great formation of the catastrophe set up by Tianyuan left two formation eyes. The main formation eye in his hand can control all 3,600 giant swords, while the auxiliary formation eye in Qin Jie's hand can control 360 of them.

Qin Jie could easily form these 360 ​​giant swords into such a killing formation, which shows that his attainment in formation is also quite good. This guy really doesn’t know where he learned so many things at a young age. Could he be a born freak!

However, no matter what, Qin Jie's performance at this time really made Zhao Hen feel relieved. Although his strength is beyond doubt, he was still feeling a little guilty when he let him control the entire catastrophe formation alone to deal with the Immortal Corpse King. However, now that with Qin Jie's assistance, it is naturally very different. He just needs to control the formation and take care of the overall situation. The rest of the variables will be completed by Qin Jie, which is much simpler.

"Who is it? I dare to disturb my sleep!" As the figure in the gravel gradually became clear, a low and hoarse, but infinitely domineering voice rumbled from all directions, hitting Zhao Hen and Qin Jie's eardrums.

The Immortal Corpse King slowly stood up from the gravel. His body was so tall that he was above ordinary people. Even though he was hunched over due to the natural decay of the undead body, he was still more than 20 feet long. Although he was covered in a black robe and could not see his true face clearly, it is undeniable that this guy was born with a burly and magnificent appearance.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for eight years, I didn't expect you to be so bad!" Zhao Hen curled his lips and sneered, completely ignoring the other party's domineering aura.

When the Immortal Corpse King heard this, he immediately rushed towards Zhao Hen with an extremely strong and almost substantial evil aura. Jie laughed: "Crazy Zhao? It turns out it is you! Tianyuan, could this be the king, he could not bear to die if he did some tricks? The so-called pride of the Tian family is actually a perfect waste!"

As he said that, he glanced around the 3,600 giant swords ready to go, and his face became a little ugly, but he immediately returned to mocking: "The Great Tribulation Formation? Eight years ago, you barely defeated me by relying on this formation. You don't think I will repeat the same mistake, right? Haha, the tricks of Qiandu are in vain!"

"Is it because of the lack of skills in the guise? You can try it. You have been lying in the coffin for eight years without being a ghost. Who knows if you will be weaker than before? If you put in full force as soon as you come up, I am afraid you can't bear it!" Zhao Hen immediately sneered without being outdone. He was an old opponent with this Undead Corpse King. He was afraid of it, but he also wanted to anger the other party in search of flaws.

"Just you? If Tianyuan was the useless man who controlled the formation, I might have been a little more afraid, but if you were a man who only knew how to fight and kill, hum, overestimate your ability!" The Undead Corpse King laughed loudly. Facing this situation, he was not afraid, but instead launched the attack first.

Before he finished speaking, the Immortal King's hands formed claws, and as fast as lightning, the two giant swords floating in front of him instantly broke. The so-called indestructibleness seemed to have no meaning under his claws.

Qin Jie's eyes suddenly condensed in the distance. Generally speaking, the power of the undead strongman is often reflected in the living dead under his command and the endless secret techniques of the undead, but there are very few strong people in physical bodies. Because the undead Taoist power naturally has a corrosive effect on everything, even the strong undead can't resist the corrosion of their own Taoist power on the body, so it gives people the feeling that they are often decayed and weak.

However, there are not no exceptions. Although truly wise undead strong men cannot resist the corrosion of their bodies, they can also be controlled within a certain limit while corroding them. What's more, they can even use them to temper their bodies and forge their bodies to be harder and more powerful than ordinary strong people. Such people are rare even among undead strong people, and they can be called kingly existences.

There is no doubt that the undead corpse king in front of him is the best.

The domineering performance of the Immortal Corpse King was not beyond Zhao He's expectations, because he has always been arrogant and even if he faces a passive situation, he can always be aggressive. This was the case in the battle eight years ago. Faced with his and Tianyuan's joint efforts, the Immortal Corpse King was at a disadvantage in his strength, but he was always fighting against the two of them in the scene.

However, since I have been nicknamed "Zhao Crazy", you must have that strength to act in front of me!

Zhao Hen immediately thought, and all the giant swords in the sky moved at the same time, causing a sharp whistling sound, and strangled the Immortal Corpse King from all angles.

Facing the overwhelming giant sword, even if the body is strong, it is impossible for the Immortal King to dare to resist with his body. His claws can cut off the giant sword, but it does not mean that other places can be equally indestructible. Faced with the sudden outbreak of the Destroying Tribulation Array, any response to the blow and dodge can only be a luxury. Both claws cannot beat four hands, let alone this overwhelming sword array!
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