Creation Color Master

Huang Jiang stretched out his hands and tightly grasped Wei Wentong's spiritual weapon, the Crescent Moon Cold Star Knife. The coldness of the moonlight on the knife spread along the blade to his sharp claws, forming a layer of frost on it.

Seeing that Wei Wentong could not escape the claws of the Emperor Zombie for the time being, Zhang Qing and Hua Rong stabbed at the Emperor Zombie's eyes with their spears like snakes.

"Roar--"

The royal zombie roared and threw Wei Wentong away.

“Swish, swish—”

The sharp tip of the gun was about to pierce his eyes, but Huang Jiang grabbed the gun head with one hand and stopped it so that it could not move forward even an inch.

Zhang Qing and Hua Rong exchanged glances, kicked the gun barrels at the same time, and broke free from the grip of Huang Jiang's hands.

"Cold Path - Condensed Full Moon Slash"

Wei Wentong jumped high, holding the Crescent Moon Cold Star Knife above his head. The smooth blade gathered the moonlight from the starry sky, and a bright moon was faintly rising above it.

"Boom-"

A dull sound was heard, and Wei Wentong's powerful move of splitting Huashan Mountain landed directly on the top of Huang Jiang's head.

A streak of dark blood flowed out from between the hair, streaked across the face, and dripped from the chin to the ground.

"Roar--"

"You blood eaters, you actually dare to resist. Today I will cut you into pieces and suck your blood dry, leaving you to die without a burial place."

"Ah - die."

After roaring for a while, endless corpse gas burst out from his body. The eerie corpse gas became extremely viscous, like oil and magma, and began to spread outward from under his feet.

"Corpse Road - Water that Transforms into Zombies"

"Corpse Path - Immortality"

The power of the royal zombie suddenly increased dramatically, and the threat it posed to people began to rise sharply.

Suddenly, the Emperor Jiang took a step forward, and the corpse water began to churn, carrying the corpse poison and rushing towards everyone.

"Feng Shui Dao - Huayue Zhenwanling"

Suddenly, the Feng Shui Taoist rhythm in the space began to spread rapidly above the head, gradually forming a mountain.

There are five big characters "Taishan Shi Gan Dang" engraved on the mountain.

The moment the mountain took shape, the entire space seemed to solidify, and a sense of oppression and might astonishment like a mountain surged into people's hearts.

The zombie water spreading on the ground was also affected by the mountains. No matter how the emperor zombie moved it, it couldn't make any waves.

"Three generals, I have already neutralized one of the opponent's tactics. Why don't you act quickly and don't give him a chance to catch his breath?"

After being reminded by Lai Buyi, the three of them reacted immediately and launched attacks using the great arts.

"Spear Dao - Flying Dragon Snowstorm Attack"

"Spear Dao - Fire Phoenix Blazing Sun Thorn"

Hua Rong and Zhang Qing rushed forward with their spears in hand. Their figures were as fast as the wind and their spears soared into the sky, attacking directly at the weak points of the imperial zombie.

His body is like a swimming dragon, his feet are as powerful as the wind, and his spear is so powerful that it shocks the sun and the moon.

The spear intent transformed into a snow dragon and a fire phoenix, which roared out and headed straight for the royal zombie standing in the corpse water.

"Cold Way - Frost and Cold Falling Moon Attack"

The long sword in Wei Wentong's hand was like a full moon, with its bright light scattered and transformed into waves of sword intent, cutting bones and flesh.

Outside the Feng Shui derivative world, Lai Buyi and Wang Ximeng also tried their best to help the three suppress the imperial zombie.

Seeing that he couldn't take any action, Tian Yiheng on the side became quite anxious.

"What a strong royal zombie! Even with the combined efforts of three people, we were only able to tie it. If this continues, I don't know how long the fight will last. Buyi, send me in and I'll lend a helping hand to them."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a long sword of the Earthly Evil Spirit Soldier fell into his hand.

At this moment, Sima Yi and Shao Siming had already left the house and were quietly heading towards the location of the murderer behind the scenes.

The mastermind behind the scenes at this moment was concentrating on watching what was happening in the mansion. In his eyes, he could not see the existence of the Feng Shui derivative world at all. All he could see was the bright candlelight in the room.

"Hiss - weird, my baby has been in there for so long, why is there no movement at all? Could it be that it is too smooth? My little baby is enjoying a feast right now."

The figure stuck half of his head out, carefully sensing the slightest movements in the mansion.

But as time passed, the silence in the mansion frightened him, and a bad premonition arose.

Then, the figure's body suddenly stiffened, because something in the dark seemed to be staring at him, and a chill spread across his back.

"Gulp--"

He swallowed hard, realizing that not only had he been exposed, but he was also being targeted by a powerful man.

While his thoughts were in a trance, the figure turned silently and looked in the direction where he felt the gaze.

There, there was indeed a figure standing. The cold moonlight shone on this person, and his face happened to be obscured by the shadow cast.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the figure's eyes, followed closely by an attack with the Great Dao Technique.

"Soul Path - Torrential Soul Rain Sword"

Suddenly, the soul rhythm rose, and the soul turned into long swords. There were so many of them, as dense as a rainstorm, and they directly attacked the people's sea of ​​consciousness.

The hoarse voice that made people feel cold in their hearts came out of Sima Yi's mouth.

"Good, a good soul attack, this kind of attack power is quite good."

"What a pity, you met me. This governor also practices this way. How about we compete with each other?"

"Soul Path - Soul Devouring Sky Snake"

I saw small snakes condensed with the soul rhythm emerging from Sima Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The soul snake seemed fragile, not even half the size of the soul sword condensed by the human figure, but it moved forward with the soul sword fearlessly.

The Soul Snake was not killed by the Soul Sword as imagined, but instead easily wrapped around the Soul Sword, opened its mouth, and bit the sword.

Under the mouth of the mixed snake, the soul sword seemed to become fragile. With just a light bite, a piece of the soul sword was lost.

The Soul Snake that swallowed the Soul Sword actually grew a bit bigger.

Seeing this scene, the figure couldn't help but exclaimed: "What, how is this possible? My Violent Waterfall Soul Rain Sword is my invincible killing weapon, why can't it do anything to a little snake like yours?"

"What kind of soul-path method do you have? How can you devour and grow?"

Sima Yi chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter, and said softly: "Is this your soul way method? It's really boring."

"Although your methods are not very good, this governor is very curious about your identity. I wonder what kind of power you belong to?"

The figure's eyes rolled and he said calmly, "In this imperial capital, how come it belongs to a force above the court?"

Sima Yi's face darkened and he slowly walked out of the shadows.

When he met those wolf-like fierce eyes, he shuddered violently.

At this moment, the figure felt an endless chill in his heart. This person brought him a crisis that he had never experienced before.

"Haha, I have some understanding of the power of the court. There is no such person as you. Or, you deliberately concealed your identity and wore a human skin mask."

Sima Yi's words made the figure's pupils shrink suddenly, because Sima Yi's seemingly casual question almost exposed his true colors.

Sima Yi, who had a panoramic view of everything, seemed to have the magical power to see into people's hearts.