Chapter 271 The Horrifying Corpse

The rotten head roared silently, emitting invisible terrifying sound waves.

The emperor's master had a fierce look on his face. He looked for the right moment and pointed at the whereabouts. The red giant sword that gathered the energy of eight million soldiers fell down.

The tip of the sword plunged directly into the mouth of the rotting head, penetrating from the throat, leaving only the hilt outside.

Red thunder fire burst out from the mouth of the rotten head, rumbling and exploding.

The original stalemate between the platinum giant hand and the rotten corpse also changed the situation, and the rotten corpse was gradually dragged back to the underworld by the platinum giant hand.

Uh-huh!

The seven-color fairy light hangs down from the sky, and the figure of Emperor Zuhuangzun appears above the corpse, holding the Immortal King Sutra in his hand, releasing fluctuations of the Perfect Immortal King series.

As soon as he appeared, the rotten corpse seemed to sense something, its momentum increased, and it struggled to crawl out of the valley.

Two big rotten hands kept pushing the edge of the whirlpool in the valley, causing the scope of the whirlpool to gradually expand.

"Gale!"

With a roar, the Imperial Master put his hands on the ground, and his broken legs instantly recovered. Then he raised his hands high, and the power of the eight formations gathered together, crushing his arms into powder.

An illusory red spear rose up. Emperor Zuhuangzun held the spear in his right hand and held the Immortal King Sutra in his left hand. The seven-color fairy light on his body became more and more intense.

"Gale!"

He roared and waved the spear in his hand like an evil dragon around a pillar. The seven-color fairy light swirling around him gradually turned black and turned into a black dragon.

roar--! ! !

The black dragon roared and smashed down at the rotten corpse below. The rotten corpse seemed to be aware of it and closed its two big rotten hands to cover the black dragon in its palm.

call--!

The blazing black flame burned, igniting the two big hands, and then re-condensed into a dragon shape and flew towards the head of the rotting corpse, directly hitting the mouth of the rotting head.

Red thunder fire and black flames instantly covered the whole body of the rotting corpse, and the few hairs that were there were burned completely.

puff!

The sound of breaking through the clouds and mist sounded, and beneath the rotting corpse, another giant platinum hand emerged from the whirlpool of the valley and struck directly on the neck of the rotting corpse.

There was just a 'click' sound, and the corpse's head was twisted off and fell to the side.

Immediately, the smell of rotting corpses gradually faded away.

The Imperial Master stood on the edge of the valley, his arms recovering little by little, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the sky, and was about to congratulate His Majesty on achieving the title of Immortal King, but then, he sensed a terrifying aura gradually rising from the valley.

I saw that all the rotten parts of the rotten corpse whose neck had been broken were filled with dense skeletal insects. The red lines growing on the head cracked, revealing the fangs.

With the surge of skeleton bugs, the broken neck of the rotten corpse was lifted up and restored to its original state, and even his sparse hair grew back.

And the most horrifying thing is that after being cured by the skeleton bugs, the rotten corpse is actually becoming less decomposed!

This also means that this rotten corpse is returning to its peak state step by step!

If it cannot be wiped out in a short period of time, this rotting corpse will become increasingly difficult to deal with, and it may even truly 'alive' at a certain point!

The owner of the giant platinum hand seemed to be aware of this, and the giant platinum hand gradually sank into the whirlpool at the bottom of the valley.

When the emperor saw this, his heart trembled, and he became worried.

Although His Majesty has become the Immortal King, his strength is still lacking compared to this rotten corpse. If he hadn't taken action, I am afraid that His Majesty and the imperial army would not be a match for this rotten corpse.

He has not forgotten that the fatal blow just now was caused by this giant platinum hand.

But what is the origin of the owner of this giant platinum hand? Why is there such a terrifying existence hidden in the underworld?

Moreover, when he looked at the giant platinum hand, why did he feel familiar?

Is it possible that it was a method left behind by the ancestor king or the two formation heavenly kings in the ancient history of the dynasty?

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but the next moment, a shocking loud noise brought him back to reality.

Just hearing a "boom", with the valley as the center, the space with a radius of one hundred thousand miles appeared to be cracked, and space cracks of different depths appeared.

Before he could react, the platinum brilliance flashed away, and then he saw the rotten head in the valley suddenly tilting back.

The next moment, a black shadow drew in front of his eyes, carrying a strong fishy smell. 'not good! Corpse poison! ’

With a start in his heart, he hurriedly ran the Fuxi Bagua Formation. The red flames burned, burning the corpse poison in the air into fine ash.

The Emperor Ancestor Huang Zun could barely avoid the rotting corpses rising into the sky, and stared at the valley, only to see a figure exuding platinum light crawling out of the valley.

The Imperial Master's eyes widened, Qin Jiang!

The owner of that platinum giant hand is Qin Jiang!

This, this, this

For a moment, his thinking was short-circuited and he didn't know how to react.

When did Qin Jiang become so strong? Can he actually compete with the Immortal King? !

No, that’s not right! Instead of competing, Qin Jiang's strength at this time is clearly still above that of the rotten corpse!

Qin Jiang, who was more than a thousand feet high, stood on the whirlpool of the valley, looking up at the rotting corpse, or Lord Yin Mingfu, swooping down from the sky.

At this moment, all the masters above the True Immortal level on the entire continent saw this majestic platinum figure.

Independent from Yuexia, just like the aloof immortal king recorded in history books.

In Ouhe Mountain, Taiyin Immortal Lord's throat rolled as he looked at the platinum figure in disbelief.

"He, he is Qin Xianjun?"

Behind her, Immortal Linglong also showed an expression of disbelief for the first time.

Of course she knew how incredible Qin Jiang's talent was, and how much better than Emperor Zixuan who had been promoted to the Holy Lord level the fastest in a million years.

With such a talent, it is absolutely no problem to prove the Immortal King.

But she never thought that Qin Jiang's time for enlightenment would come so early.

But suddenly, she seemed to remember something, "Taiyin, hurry up and condense the Immortal King Body! The real battle to the death is coming!"

Under the pull of cause and effect, the blurry picture she deduced finally became clear, and a touch of platinum brilliance rose from the endless underworld that enveloped the continent.

But she didn't know whether this platinum light could penetrate the underworld energy.

In Luotian Pavilion, the master of Luotian Pavilion put on the sect's most inherited treasure, Luotian Immortal Clothes. Some of the feminine dresses did not look out of place when worn on the body.

Without him, Pavilion Master Luo Tian is known as the most handsome man in the mainland after all.

"Pavilion Master! The Xingluo Moving Heaven Formation has been charged!"

"Okay! Lock on that rotting corpse!"

In Digu, Qin Jiang glanced at the surrounding formations. He recognized them as Fuxi Bagua Formation and Zhou Tianxing Formation.

With a wave of his hand, a wisp of platinum brilliance fell on the eight people around Digu. With the eight people as nodes, the surging platinum brilliance gradually covered the eight million soldiers.

Then with a flick of his five fingers, 365 platinum light clusters landed on the 365 formation eyes on the periphery.

At this moment, everyone felt that their connection with the formation had become perfect.

And the most important thing is that they all have a feeling that when the formation is activated, no damage will fall on them.

The Imperial Master looked at the platinum giant in front of him blankly. He knew that while the opponent was using the supreme formation to support the formation, all the damage he would receive was grafted onto him.

The Emperor Ancestor Huangzun stood in the air beside Qin Jiang, looking at the army below.

"People of the imperial dynasty, what we have to deal with is Lord Yinmingfu, the Lord of the Underworld in ancient legends. I am begging you here to do your best to help Qin Xianjun defeat the enemy."

His voice spread, and all the soldiers of the Imperial Dynasty beat their halberds on the ground, making a uniform loud noise.

"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!"

The majestic roar shook the world, raising a terrifying fighting spirit that almost turned into reality, stirring the sky and clouds.