With an army of zombies, push across the world

……

"roar~"

"Hooho~"

Flying stiff, the three immortals of the Chaogu clan who were not afraid of death rushed forward.

But at this moment, after the three immortals of the ancient clan used their means to sweep away a group of flying zombies, another group of zombies bit them frantically.

The three immortals of the ancient clan felt more and more frightened.

"The people of the Yin Temple really don't think they are afraid of death. They clearly know that coming forward is a dead end, and they dare to stop us!"

The old man in white asked with a sullen face, startled.

Let me ask, in the entire Central Continent, even all the forces in the entire continent, who else would dare to be so crazy?
Even at the expense of his life, to kill them without fear of the coercion of Dou Sheng?
"Perhaps this Yin Temple is a place of respect for these people. Outsiders are not allowed to step in, even if they risk their lives, they must come forward to stop it."

The old man in the golden robe said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The silver-robed old man sighed and nodded, and then said: "But fortunately, the strength of these people is only the strength of the Douhuang. If the strength of these black-robed people is higher, I am afraid that there will be no one in the entire continent." Dare to be willing to be an enemy of the people of the Yin Temple!"

After all, the entire Dou Qi Continent, although it is said that the strong prey on the weak.

But some forces are ruthless and afraid of being violent, and those who are violent are afraid of death.

The black-robed man who is not afraid of death in front of him seems to have no fear, even if he is a Dou Sheng, he wants to bite off a piece of flesh.

Even the three immortals of the ancient clan, who are the strongest fighters, felt a chill in their hearts at this moment.

"Hmph! These people are not afraid of death, so the old man sent them all to the underworld."

The old man in white had a hard tone, and from the ring, he took out a bright, sharp long sword that released infinite killing intent, and said viciously.

Instant time

The elder in white waved his hand, and the radiant light swept across the sky. The terrifying fighting skills released by the fighting spirit made the whole world tremble.

Wherever the sword light went, it enveloped Nintendo and others.

Liu Rou, Nie Xiaoqian, Ming Xin Mingyue and others, as well as Nintendo and Ren Yongwei.

Looking at the vindictive spirit that envelops the heavens and the earth, they all felt like they were fighting against the sky.

Swept by this terrifying aura, which involved serious injuries, the female ghosts were suddenly vented and extremely weak.

Especially Mingyue Mingxin, Nie Xiaoqian and the other three couldn't bear such a terrifying atmosphere.

For a while, the ghost energy disappeared, and it was on the verge of death.

right now
A ferocious surge of blood-bale energy filled the sky, crazily rolling out from the Sky Burning Qi Refining Pagoda.

I saw a vast aura sweeping across the sky, covering the entire Black Horn Region.

"A member of the ancient clan? How dare you come to offend this king's land and kill my subordinates? Court death~"

A roar swept across the world and resounded in all directions.

"Huh? The Lord of the Yin Temple hasn't left yet? Is he still in the Black Horn Region?"

The three immortals of the ancient clan looked in the direction of the Tianfen Qi Refining Pagoda, their faces were shocked and full of astonishment.

After all, the old man in white had used his soul to search the entire Black Horn Region before, but he had never seen the Lord of the Yin Temple.

But soon, the three immortals of the ancient clan immediately restrained their minds, faced the Lord of the Yin Temple directly, and said:
"Alright, you are still in the Black Horn Region, so the three of us will take you and take you to my ancient realm, where we will wait for the patriarch to deal with us."

With a cold face, the old man in white pointed his sword in the direction of the Sky Burning Qi Refining Tower.

"Really? Just relying on you old guys who buried their necks in the ground, you want to capture this king? Are you worthy?"

Instant time

A blood-colored figure rose into the air, holding a long knife, and gave a majestic shout.

Then the whole person moved in an instant, Chen Qing's eyes were cold, and his body was covered with nine ghost fires, exuding murderous intent, he swung his knife and slashed at the three old men.

A fierce bloody saber aura, like sea water rolling back, as if splitting the sky, exudes a bloody aura that is yin to evil, filling the sky, and black clouds are billowing.

This knife seemed to change the color of the world.

"How is it possible? This... How could the Lord of the Yin Temple be so powerful?"

The old man in white looked at the blood-colored sword energy in the sky, he was startled and terrified, and hesitation appeared in his eyes.

"That's right! Didn't the news say that the master of the Yin Temple only has one or two stars?"

"The Lord of the Yin Temple in front of me seems to be a high-level Dou Sheng, comparable to the peak Dou Sheng in the late Seven Stars."

The silver-robed old man also made a sound in panic.

For a moment, facing Chen Qing's crazy murderous intent and terrifying aura, the three immortals of the ancient clan were confused.

"Don't be afraid!" The old man in white said to the old man in gold robe and the old man in silver robe on both sides, and then calmly said:
"I don't believe this old man, the three of us join forces, and we won't be able to take down a mere Yinshen Temple master."

"Quick, resist."

The three immortals of the ancient clan gave a loud shout, and immediately burst out a strong breath, sweeping across the world.

All of them used their fighting skills and headed towards Chen Qingdou.

The four high-ranking battle saints with the highest combat power in the world broke out in a battle that shook the sky in an instant.

A wave of aftermath scattered in all directions, destroying all the buildings in the four directions and turning them into dust.

All the people who watched the battle in the Black Horn Region ran away, very afraid of the aftermath of the battle of the Saints.

"kill~"

Chen Qing swung his saber, and slashed at the three immortals of the ancient clan with a single saber, the vast and powerful blood-bale saber aura attacked wildly.

It made the three immortals of the ancient clan panic again and again.

At this moment, the three immortals of the ancient clan looked at the bloody and invincible figure, who was forced to retreat again and again, with blood spilling from their mouths.

I feel that the Lord of the Yin Temple in front of me, every time he slashes, carries the general trend of the world, the blade is extremely sharp, the momentum is thick, like the sky is falling.

"Pfft~"

After receiving Chen Qing's knife forcefully, the old man in white fell backward in an instant, with a pale complexion and spitting blood wildly.

"Brother~"

Seeing this, the elders of gold and silver immediately screamed.

But he didn't dare to investigate the situation of the old man in white at this time.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight with the Lord of the Yin Temple in front of him.

but at this moment

Chen Qing became stronger as he fought more and more, and the bloody aura that filled the sky turned into layers of red clouds, covering the sky and the earth.

A blood-colored beast appeared indistinctly behind him, exuding a powerful aura and coercion.

The Fenji Saber that Chen Qing swung wildly in his hand forced the three immortals of the ancient clan to retreat again and again.

"roar~"

"Spirit-suppressing~"

A magical power that captures the soul, like a fighting skill that surpasses the sky, attacked the three immortals of the ancient clan.

The invisible sound wave, like a tsunami covering the sky and the sun, rolled towards the three of them.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

The three immortals of the ancient clan were all vomited blood again and again by this powerful soul-stirring divine power, and flew out again.

"Impossible~ no...possible, the master of the Yinshen Temple actually has a heaven-level soul fighting skill?"

The gold and silver elders trembled, as if the bloody figure in front of him had become his demon, and exclaimed again.

"Let's wait for the three of us to join forces, even if it's an eight-star elementary fighting saint, we can evenly share the prize, without any fear."

"How could the Lord of the Yin Temple, who only has the aura of the Seven Star Dou Sheng, win against us?"

The white-clothed old man's complexion was as pale as snow, and he also couldn't believe it.

Then another mouthful of blood spewed out, dyeing his snow-white beard red.

At this moment, Chen Qing's entire aura is as evil as a demon.

Dressed in a blood-colored robe, like a demon god holding a long knife, his aura overwhelms the world.