Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 41 The ancestor will not let you die!
This purple giant sword fell from the sky, cutting the clouds in half, and reached Zhang Yi's head.

At this time, Zhang Yi's whole body was wrapped in jade sand, and he could not use his power at all.

His corpse energy hit the jade sand, like a fist hitting cotton, weak and powerless.

His hands were tied and he could only keep struggling, but to no avail.

"Damn it, someone is planning a sneak attack!"

Everyone on the ground was shocked when they saw this scene. They never expected that someone would conduct a sneak attack when the Corpse King was going through the tribulation.

"Someone is attacking the Corpse King, please help!" Xiaobai shouted, transformed into his own body, and flew into the air, trying to block the power of this sword for Zhang Yi.

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she flew into the air, a bolt of thunder fell on her and struck her down hard.

On the contrary, those things that sneaked up on Zhang Yi were not disturbed or attacked by Thunder Tribulation at all.

Seeing that everyone was dissatisfied, they shouted angrily at Tiandao: "Is this Tiandao so disgusting?"

"You don't attack others, but you target us? That's too much!"

Everyone also understood that this heaven wanted to kill him, so it targeted him like this.

But the more this happened, the more unconvinced the so-called demons became. People kept rushing to help Zhang Yi, but they were all bombarded by thunder.

Seeing it, this huge sword was about to fall on Zhang Yi's head.

Zhang Zhiwei, who had been watching next to him, squinted his eyes and suddenly said: "Junior brothers, it's our turn!"

Everyone nodded, gathered around, sat down cross-legged, and clapped their hands together. A layer of golden light emitted from his body, and purple aura came from their bodies.

This formation was made using their essence and blood lifeline.

"Ancestor, my disciple is here to help you!" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly. The next moment, a golden giant stood up from the ground, and clasped his hands together to catch the sharp sword.

At this moment, the sword was forced to stop, and the five disciples on the ground vomited blood and looked sluggish.

This formation was supposed to help Zhang Yi survive the thunder tribulation at a critical moment, but I didn't expect it to be used in this kind of place.

This sudden change made it impossible for everyone in Longhu Mountain to react. First someone attacked without authorization under the law of heaven, and finally someone helped. What is this?

"Master. It seems like the aura on our Longhu Mountain formation is so familiar."

Zhang Long was shocked and reminded the disciple next to him after feeling these auras.

Zhang Long swallowed his saliva, nodded and said: "There are a few other little guys in this breath dimension. This is their formation."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Longhu Mountain was shocked.

"What? It belongs to Senior Brother Zhang? How can he use the formation to protect this monster?"

"Damn it, what is Junior Brother Zhang doing? Could it be that he is bewitched by this evil spirit?"

"Impossible, isn't Junior Brother Zhang clamoring to become someone like the ancestor? How can he protect evil spirits?"

Although everyone kept saying it was impossible, this breath was absolutely unmistakable.

This is Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Long squinted his eyes and thought in his mind: "Zhang Zhiwei, what are you doing, protecting this monster even if you risk your life?"

Also shocked were the people at Kirigakure Gate.

Murong Ying cursed loudly: "Damn it, you idiot from Longhu Mountain, why are you helping this evil spirit? Damn it, do it to me. Don't stop, everyone, kill him. After I kill this evil spirit, I will go to them to settle the score!" "

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this aura comes from Longhu Mountain.

It’s just that everyone is puzzled as to why the disciples of Longhu Mountain want to help this big monster overcome the tribulation!

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Blood spurted out like pillars, and the auras of Zhang Zhiwei and others dropped to the extreme. But he still gritted his teeth: "Ancestor, this disciple can only help you so far!"

Let's talk, the formation was activated again, and the golden giant punched the purple sword hard. Although it did not break it, it was somewhat relieved.

Zhang Yi took this opportunity to throw out the thunder and lightning, break free from the jade sand, and then punched the purple giant sword back.

Looking down at Zhang Zhiwei and the others, he felt moved in his heart.

Looking at each other, Zhang Zhiwei and the others were already on the verge of death. This blow drained all their strength and breath.

Zhang Zhiwei and the others smiled and stayed where they were. As long as the ancestor was fine, it was a worry. It was a pity that they could not fight together with the ancestor and could not see the day when the ancestor returned to Longhu Mountain!

"Wait for me. Ancestor will not let you die." Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and said.

As long as you survive the thunderstorm, I will have a way to stabilize your lives, so you must hold on.

Turning his head, he stared fiercely at the attacker, roared angrily, and rushed towards them.

The vast corpse energy formed a huge wave and crashed in the air.

Just as he rushed out, a thunderbolt fell from the air and struck him hard, knocking him out of the air and half of his head was broken.

Zhang He below was trembling: "I wipe it, can I still do it?"

Seeing this situation, Murong Ying didn't hide it and stepped on the sword. He was dressed in white and flew through the air quickly, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand.

Standing in front of Zhang Yi, his eyes were blazing and he said excitedly: "Die!"

The long sword in his hand fell suddenly and hit Zhang Yi's neck directly.

Clang——

When the loud voice fell, everyone on Yaoxie's side widened their eyes and squeezed their hands together: "King of Corpses."

Everyone is worried.

Only the people at Wuyinmen were so excited that they were shaking all over. Murong Ying seemed to see himself becoming a protector and singing loudly all the way.

"Death in my hands is better than death in the hands of heaven. Being able to help me become a protector is a blessing that you, a monster, have cultivated in your previous life!"

Shameless voices sounded in the air, and smoke filled the air.

But the thundercloud did not dissipate.

Suddenly, a black figure suddenly emerged from the smoke, flying very fast, and flew over in the blink of an eye.

There was a black aura lingering around him, and his hands swept across like wild beasts.

Murong Ying was shocked: "The monster is not dead yet!"

While dodging, he drew his sword and drew it sharply.

Zhang Yi resisted the sword without dodging or dodging, letting the sharp sword penetrate his waist. He grabbed the opponent with one hand and strangled him tightly.

Then he opened his mouth wide, his fangs exposed, his corpse energy rising to the sky, and bit him hard on the neck.

In an instant, blood spurted out like pillars.

"Elder!" The people in the Wuyin Sect were shocked. They never expected that Murong Ying, an idiot like him, would dare to talk so brazenly and distractedly in front of such a big demon!
Murong Ying screamed in pain. Although this bite did not break his neck, it still took a bite of flesh and blood. He drew his sword, turned around and ran away.

"Damn it, what are you doing standing there, help me quickly!"

He didn't expect that this evil spirit could be so powerful, and with this level of cultivation, he might have become a heavenly being!

He covered his neck and ran away in a hurry.

Zhang Yi burst out: "You have touched my people, and you still want to run away. If you want to die, we will die together!"

(End of this chapter)