Summoned the Strongest Villain

Halal child asked.

Du E clasped his hands together and said, "That's right, the evil way is a disaster after all. I will discuss with all benefactors not to give the people of the evil way a chance to grow stronger, so as to reduce disasters in the world."

Qing Zhenzi shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid this time we may not be able to prevent them from obtaining the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven so easily. On the way here, I received the news from the head teacher that the ghost of the first guardian of the underworld has been released. Come to fight for the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor, and other demonic powers, there are also strong people coming, it seems that this time we are going to be in trouble."

"what?"

"Has the ghost left the customs?"

Lin Long and the others all changed their expressions.

Youhun is the number one protector of the underworld, second only to the three deputy hall masters of the underworld. His strength has already reached the peak of the grand master, and he can even be said to be a half-step giant. A person who escaped from Hua Zhenjun's subordinates.

Although Youhun was seriously injured by Zhenjun Donghua, he was able to escape under the emperor's soldiers, and it can be seen that this person's strength is definitely not for nothing.

Among the people present, none of them had the confidence to escape from Donghua Zhenjun who was holding the imperial weapon. You must know that Donghua Zhenjun was a half-step giant. Well, the power of a giant is not something that a grand master can contend with. A random move by a giant can cause them to be seriously injured or even die.

"Haha, are you talking about this protector?"

An unruly laughter suddenly resounded through the sky, and then a dark cloud slowly floated over. In the dark cloud, there was a tall man with an evil aura.

call! ! !

There was a strong wind, the ground suddenly split open, a gust of wind blew out, and a coffin as black as ink rushed out of the ground, flying towards Yuan Qingtian in an instant.

Yuan Qingtian frowned slightly, and then roared, "Presumptuous."

Boom! ! !

The aura of heaven and earth boiled, turning into ripples and rippling out, and then saw Yuan Qingtian's palm print, turned into a millstone, and moved towards the dark coffin lid.

The giant palm of the millstone collided with the coffin, as if gold and iron were intersecting, and a deafening sound came out.

Under Yuan Qingtian's palm, the coffin stopped abruptly, and then the coffin lid suddenly cracked, a pair of blood-red eyes emerged, and a ray of blood light illuminated the void.

A cold hand poked out from the coffin and grabbed Yuan Qingtian.

Yuan Qingtian was already angry. The person who buried the corpse mountain dared to attack him. Do you really think he is a soft persimmon?

boom! ! !

Grandmaster Yuan Qingtian's aura burst out, his beard and hair were all stretched out, the violent air flow rolled and stirred, and the trembling void was slightly distorted.

"Seven Killing Fist."

Yuan Qingtian punched out, and the world was filled with a strong murderous aura. In this murderous aura, everyone felt as if they were in a battlefield where soldiers were fighting.

The fists and palms collided, and the terrifying aftermath turned into a torrent and scattered away to the surroundings. Even the space seemed to be unable to bear it, and there was an unbearable crackling sound.

boom! ! !

The war corpse in the coffin suddenly rushed out of the coffin and appeared in front of everyone.

His whole body was wrapped in pitch-black armor, only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed, and terrifying and evil auras emerged from his body, like a demon.

"It really is you old devil, I will kill you today."

After the war corpse jumped out of the coffin, at the bottom of the coffin, everyone saw a pale and skinny old man, the old man's eyes were only endlessly dark, like an abyss, and his body exuded a strong dead air , like a dead body.

After Yuan Qingtian's voice fell, the old devil's voice also sounded, as if metal was rubbing against each other, very ear-piercing.

"Yuan Qingtian, our grievances should be counted. If it wasn't for you, how could I have become like this?"

This old man is an elder of a great master in the corpse mountain, named "Corpse Demon". Back then, the corpse demon obtained the corpse of a great master from somewhere, and was being refined into a war corpse by Yuan Qing. Tian discovered that at the most critical moment of refining the corpse, he was attacked and injured by Yuan Qingtian, causing the corpse to eat back, sucking up his essence and blood, and almost dying. I'm afraid that the battle corpse has sucked up all the blood.

Later, the corpse demon fled back to the buried corpse mountain to retreat, and it took a full twenty years to recover some vitality, but it was damaged to the foundation, and it could never be recovered. This time, after knowing that Yuan Qingtian came here, he couldn't help but come out of the mountain Ready to seek revenge on Yuan Qingtian.

"Hmph, it's just you?"

Yuan Qingtian snorted coldly in disdain. Although he dare not say that he is the strongest among the great masters, he is not afraid of anyone.

"Then you can try it."

Yuan Qingtian let out a furious roar, and punched out the Seven Killing Fist again, the terrifying murderous intent enveloped the corpse demon, the blood-red murderous aura was like a sea of ​​blood.

If Chu Feng saw Yuan Qingtian's attack here, he would definitely remember the situation when Chu Xiong fought against him in the palace.

Because Yuan Qingtian's Seven Killing Fist is surprisingly similar to Chu Xiong's Seven Killing Art.

One punch, full of murderous intentions, unexpectedly collapsed the void, and came in front of the corpse demon in the blink of an eye.

There was a icy coldness on the corpse demon's pale face, and as he pinched his fingers, the battle corpse suddenly appeared in front of him, and he punched out, colliding with Yuan Qingtian's fist.

Boom! ! !

Void vibrations, terrifying shock waves, swept to all directions.

But at this moment, Yuan Qingtian stepped forward with a single step and kicked out with a whip kick, piercing the air and causing a burst of anger.

boom! ! !

Zhan Zombie crossed his hands in front of his chest, and suddenly blocked Yuan Qingtian's violent whip kick, but his figure only swayed slightly.

A gleam of blood flashed through the blood-red eyes of the Zhan Zombie, and suddenly he raised his fist and punched Yuan Qingtian with extreme power without any fanfare.

Yuan Qingtian knew the power of the Zhan Zombie, so he didn't take it hard, but flew back to avoid the Zhan Zombie's attack.

Chapter 115