Peerless God of War

Three thousand miles away from the Yin Yang Palace, the army of the Black Sky Sect is gathering.

The mighty army of monks was as densely packed as ants, as far as the eye could see. Some were standing on the ground, some on the top of the mountain, and even more were flying in the air.

The evil aura rising into the sky filled the entire world, almost turning into substance, making people feel horrified and frightened.

I saw a dark throne suspended in mid-air, and a cold and evil aura was exuding, almost suffocating.

Below, countless monks were looking forward to it, staring at this scene with their eyes wide open, their eyes full of red, as if they were expecting something.

At this time, the burly figure on the dark throne turned sideways and found a more comfortable position. He raised his right hand and ordered: "That's almost it. Summon the Corpse Demon."

"yes."

A monk on the left and right responded, floated not far away, and loudly ordered: "Start summoning the corpse demon."

"Start summoning the corpse demon."

"Start summoning the corpse demon."

As soon as the order was given, someone answered immediately, one after another, and it spread quickly.

Soon, at the front of the dense army of monks, movements began to take place.

When he got closer, he saw that on the endless ground, large pits had been dug out at some point. These pits were thousands of feet wide and extremely deep, and there were countless blood-colored drops scattered around the pits. The runes formed a strange and terrifying formation.

These large pits are connected one after another, and there are more than a dozen of them, appearing on the ground, which is a spectacular sight.

"Please offer bones as a sacrifice."

In front of one of the large pits, a haggard old monk stood up and shouted loudly.

only saw him

He raised his right hand, and a river of blood flew out from the storage ring in his hand. It turned out to be corpses dripping with blood, including human and demon corpses, mostly human corpses.

The river of corpses was pulled into the pit, and in the blink of an eye, it piled up into a terrifying pool of flesh, blood, and flesh. The pungent smell, mixed with the smell of decay, rose into the sky and permeated the entire army of monks.

For a time, countless monks changed their expressions one after another, and their faces turned pale.

Even though this army of evil monks was accustomed to killings and mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the sight of collecting so many corpses, bones, flesh and blood and gathering them into a pool of blood was still a bit too exciting.

"Ugh~ There are so many corpses. It's so ugly. I really want to vomit."

"Are all these corpses of monks killed by us? I didn't expect that so many people would die in the melee all the way. Alas!"

"Hmph, the Divine Realm is in chaos now. Either you die or I die. There is no reason to explain it. If you want to become a cold and smelly corpse in the blood pool, no one will stop you."

"Live, yes, you must live. Lord Sword Demon said that as long as the Yin Yang Palace is captured, all the treasures and women in the city will be our spoils. This is nothing, it is just an appetizer."

Many evil cultivators talked endlessly.

At the same time, the sacrificial summoning ceremony is still going on.

More than a dozen evil monks at the peak of the Tribulation Immortal realm stood beside the flesh and blood pools, chanting incantations. Under the surge of magic power, the sky changed drastically, and strange dark clouds suddenly summoned, pressing down on the blood pools.

Then, the bloody runes in the pit were lit up, connected together, and gathered in the middle, responsible for

A strange color of blood appeared on the summoned evil monk's face, and the blood essence gushed out from his body, turning into a golden bloody rune and escaping into the blood pool.

Then, the blood pool began to boil, gurgling, and the fishy smell was shocking. It began to gather and merge, turning into a terrifying corpse demon that was nearly a thousand feet tall.

"Ho~"

The terrifying corpse demon transformed from flesh and bone stood in the blood pool and let out a shrill roar, followed by a second, third...

One after another, corpse demons crawled out of the blood pool, like demons from hell, about to go on a killing spree.

On the spot, the summoned evil monk turned into an empty mummy after losing his essence and blood, and was about to die.

Immediately, several monks swarmed up and carried the evil monk down, safely placing him in the back, where his life or death was uncertain.

The evil method of summoning the corpse demon actually uses the evil monk himself as a sacrifice, sacrificing his own mind to control the corpse demon. It is really shocking.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the sky, shaking like a punishment from heaven.

In an instant, countless evil monks looked up at the sky and glanced sideways. They saw a thunder dragon, like a stream of light, flying over and attacking the army of monks, intending to kill these thousand-foot-long corpse demons that had just been summoned and were not yet stable.

You know, this is undoubtedly the time when the corpse demon is most vulnerable.

"No, someone from the Yin Yang Palace took action and wanted to kill the corpse demon first."

"Hmph, it's a beautiful thought. Let's dream, but we can't ask Chunyang to get his wish and form a formation to protect the corpse demon."

"Form up, form up, form up quickly."

Shouts were issued one after another, and orders were passed on. The originally chaotic army of monks showed amazing consistency and took action.

Come.

Then, a series of mana light shields lit up, like treasure covers, covering the heads of the monk army, protecting the corpse demon and the monks among them.

However, the expected thunderous strike did not come, but was blocked.

"Humph, old Chunyang, you just don't take me seriously, get out of here!"

On the dark throne floating in mid-air, the sword demon sneered and took action directly. He raised his hand and struck casually, and waved a large palm made of blood-colored evil energy in the darkness.

"Snapped."

The lightning was shot away and dissipated out of thin air. It seemed like a menacing blow, but it was vulnerable to the blow and was directly blocked.

Seeing this, the sword demon's face turned cold, "Just a test? Oh, Mr. Chunyang, it seems you are very guilty. Give me the order, and the army will set off and march towards the Yin Yang Palace."

"March."

"March."

Following the command from the Sword Demon, the horn of attack sounded. In the endless wilderness, the army of evil monks from the Black Sky Sect set out, summoning the Corpse Demon as the vanguard, and pounced on the Yin Yang Palace.

For a moment, the earth trembled, and murderous intent surged.

At the same time, countless evil monks below saw the blood-repelling sword demon's tyrannical attack and repelled the lightning attack with just one blow. They were extremely happy and their morale was high.

"The Lord Protector is mighty, long live the Lord Protector."

"Okay, a good fight. You are worthy of being the protector of our divine religion. With the protector here, we will definitely win this battle."

"The religion of God must win, the religion of God must win."

Amidst bursts of cheers, the army of evil cultivators set out, getting closer and closer to the Yin Yang Palace.

At the same time, the Yin and Yang Palace thousands of miles away has long been in chaos.

It became a pot of porridge, and people were in panic all day long. There were even incidents where monks fled after hearing the news, and there were endless incidents.