Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 165 Corpse King
Mr. Zhao was terrified when he heard it.

The battle of the monster race that Uncle Long mentioned was truly terrifying, and none of their magic family could resist it on their own.

Even the Xuanyuan clan with the oldest heritage.

However, the Taoist Palace of Longhu Mountain is intimidating, and such awe-inspiring prestige is rare in the world.

Long Bo said: "I will report this matter to the family as soon as possible, and the family will definitely discuss a countermeasure as soon as possible. In my opinion, even if you can't make friends with him, try not to become an enemy with him."

"There are quite a few people in our family who can restrain him, but we must consider the consequences before attacking him. Offending a Taoist leader is a disaster for any magic family."

"Seventh Young Master should know why our Zhao family hid themselves."

Mr. Zhao nodded, "It is said that the descendants of the Qian family were too arrogant and robbed the women of the people in the street, which made the gods angry."

"It is said that the god who overwhelmed the five great families back then was a member of the Taoist sect."

Long Bo said quietly.

Zhao Gongzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart beat faster.

After hearing Uncle Long's words, he began to fear Su Ming.

He took a deep breath, "Uncle Long, I know what to do."

Uncle Long showed a look of relief, and he continued: "Seventh son, keep a little distance from Lu Wensong, this person is not as simple as he appears on the surface. This son is best at fanning the flames and instigating fights."

Mr. Zhao asked suspiciously: "Uncle Long, did you read it wrong?"

"I can't make a mistake. This boy gives me the feeling that he is very sinister, and he is by no means an ordinary person."

Long Boyu said earnestly: "Seventh Young Master listened to the old man's persuasion, and stay away from him. The depth of this son's city is unimaginable."

Mr. Zhao didn't really believe Long Bo's words, he and Lu Wensong hadn't just met, he knew Lu Wensong fairly well.

In his opinion, Uncle Long was just scaremongering.

Lu Wensong is only from a second-rate family, but he is very popular and has a good reputation in the circle.

He didn't believe that such a person could do anything earth-shattering.

How could Uncle Long fail to see Mr. Zhao's inner thoughts? He couldn't change Mr. Zhao's original intention, so he could only listen to him, hoping that he would listen.

bang.

At this moment, a strong breath descended from the sky and oppressed it.

The second car in Mr. Zhao's convoy was directly crushed into a discus, and the people in the car died without even being able to scream.

Crunch!

The car braked to a sudden stop, Mr. Zhao and the others hurriedly got out of the car.

When they saw the figure standing on the scrap copper and iron, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their hearts trembled...

Long Bo stared at the giant in front of him with a very solemn expression, and he felt a dangerous aura from the giant.

Mr. Zhao's face was frosty, and he said coldly: "Uncle Long, this giant doesn't seem to be human."

"He's a zombie."

Uncle Long said fearfully, "With such a strong aura, I'm afraid he's a corpse king."

Corpse King? !
Mr. Zhao's eyes widened. He was frightened too much tonight.

"Sky Thunder Palm!"

Long Bo turned into a gust of wind and swept towards the corpse king.

The corpse king raised his hand suddenly, and the movement was like thunder.

He clapped his palm, and the sound of sonic boom resounded, and at the same time, the car under his feet that was trampled into a discus sank into the ground.

hiss!
Mr. Zhao couldn't help but gasped.

Terrible power!

Long Bo and the corpse king shook together, and the energy light waves visible to the naked eye spread.

Everything within a radius of 50 meters was shattered under the energy light waves.

Long Bo retreated more than ten meters, his eyes filled with horror.

This corpse king is stronger than he imagined.

I'm afraid it has reached the level of a silver corpse.

The corpse king is divided into four levels: copper, silver, gold, and jade. The copper corpse is already invulnerable, comparable to a spiritual master...

The Silver Corpse inherited all the characteristics of the Copper Corpse, and even developed spiritual wisdom, making it invincible to anyone who is not a peak spiritual master.

It is hard to find corpse kings at the level of golden corpses and jade corpses, and Long Bo has not encountered them in dozens of years of practice.

Even the silver corpse level corpse king was encountered for the second time.

The first time he met a corpse king at the silver corpse level was 20 years ago, but he was only a second-rank spiritual master to him.

At that time, several elders of the family went out to perform tasks together, and he was one of them.Encountering a corpse king of the silver corpse level in a mountain range, if not for the strength of their group, they would have been torn to pieces by the corpse king long ago.

Thinking of the strength of the silver corpse king, Long Bo couldn't help but tremble.

Now he is already a big boss at the level of a mysterious master, but he is still not sure that he can hold on to the corpse king at the silver corpse level in front of him.

unless……

He looked back at Mr. Zhao who was standing not far away and staring at the corpse king.

As the heir of the Zhao family, Mr. Zhao is one of the eight best people, so he naturally has the means to save his life when he walks out of the house.

In the hands of Mr. Zhao, he has a third-rank royal weapon, the White Tiger Sword!
The White Tiger Sword was tempered by the Patriarch of the Zhao family by extracting bones from the body of a tiger demon with a cultivation base of more than 500 years. It attracted 99 thunderbolts from the sky. device.

Sensing Uncle Long's gaze, Mr. Zhao walked quickly and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Long, what's the problem?"

Long Bo said in a low voice: "Seventh Young Master, this is a corpse king at the silver corpse level. It is extremely difficult to deal with. I don't have much confidence."

"And I think this corpse king is coming for us. If we don't get rid of him, we will not live in peace in Jiangcheng."

"Then how to do it?"

"The corpse king at the copper corpse level is already invulnerable. Ordinary spells are just scratching the itch for the corpse king. But powerful spells consume a lot of spiritual power. If you are not sure that you can kill the corpse king with one blow, the consequences will be even more serious."

Long Bo hesitated for a moment, "I've thought about it again and again, please ask the seventh son to bring out the white tiger sword to help me kill the corpse king in front of me."

Mr. Zhao agreed without the slightest hesitation.

The White Tiger Sword is a royal weapon of the third rank. When he left the family, the Patriarch repeatedly told him not to use it unless his life was at stake.

At this moment, their lives are under great threat.

The corpse king obeys the orders of others and will never give up until his goal is achieved.

If he doesn't kill the corpse king, he will chase after him.

Mr. Zhao raised his finger to the sky, his finger brushed across his right wrist, and blood flowed down his arm...

At the same time, a fierce aura erupted from his body, and the frightening howling of a tiger could be faintly heard.

Mr. Zhao's body trembled unceasingly, and his face turned slightly pale.

sonorous.

At this moment, a white light shot out from his body and shot straight into the sky.

The White Tiger Sword was sealed in Mr. Zhao's body.

The white tiger sword was unsheathed, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The prestige of the upper third-rank king weapon is really domineering.

Long Bofei grabbed the White Tiger Sword from his body and swung it down at the corpse king.

The corpse king felt the powerful aura emanating from the White Tiger Sword, and a frightened look appeared on his dull face.

Long Bo had a panoramic view of the changes in the corpse king.

Sure enough, he was a corpse king at the silver corpse level.

The sword light howled and hit the corpse king's heart, and the corpse king shot backwards like a giant.

The power of the White Tiger Sword, the third-rank king weapon, is so terrifying!
Lu Wensong stood not far away, staring fieryly at the White Tiger Sword in Long Bo's hand.

He has never owned a king weapon of the third rank.

Holding the white tiger sword in his hand, Long Bo slashed all directions like a god, causing the corpse king to retreat steadily.

The corpse king wanted to escape, but Long Bo didn't give him a chance.

The corpse king was furious, knowing that he couldn't leave, he simply turned around and fought with Long Bo.

The destructive power generated by the battle turned the place over and over, and the parked cars had long been scrap metal and no longer existed.

"White Tiger Roars!"

Long Bo holds the sword in both hands, and the power in his body is poured into it continuously.The sharp sword is as powerful as a bamboo, as if it wants to split the night sky.

Long Bo's eyes shot out a soul-stirring brilliance, and he shouted, "Cut!"

With both hands chopped down, a bright white light roared away.

Before the corpse king could condense his defense, it had already penetrated the corpse king's heart.White light shot out from the corpse king's body, and dense cracks appeared on his body, which finally exploded with a bang.

The corpse king at the silver corpse level was beheaded by Long Bo with a single sword.

Holding the White Tiger Sword, Long Bo turned around and walked towards Mr. Zhao, offering the sword with both hands...

Mr. Zhao grabbed the White Tiger Sword and threw it into the air. The White Tiger Sword turned into a ray of white light and entered his body.

Mr. Zhao let out a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Finally killed this corpse king."

Long Bo said: "If Seventh Young Master doesn't have the White Tiger Sword, maybe we all have to explain here."

"Uncle Long, where did this corpse king come from?"

Mr. Zhao asked a question.

Uncle Long glanced at Lu Wensong who was not far away, then shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it's from the Shimen."

"Corpse door?"

Mr. Zhao showed a ferocious look on his face, and shouted sharply: "Does the person from the Corpse Gate want to die?"

(End of this chapter)