"Palace Master Zhao, the corpse king, is made of copper skin and iron bones. I'm afraid even a high-grade immortal weapon won't be able to break through the defense." Xiao Yifeng complimented.
Zhao Wuji showed a scary smile and said: "The heresy makes the palace master laugh."
Even so, the complacent look on his face could not be concealed.
After all, being recognized by others is very important to corpse refiners like them.
His talent is mediocre, and he can no longer save money when he reaches the early stage of Mahayana. However, with this Mahayana Corpse King, ordinary people in the middle stage of Mahayana are not willing to provoke him.
The two corpse kings were fighting like wild beasts in the field. Since they were dead long ago, the corpse kings could not cast spells, so they could only rely on physical strength and instinctive attacks to fight.
Although they were unable to cast spells, the strength and fighting instincts of the two corpse kings were enough to make people fearful.
They fought with each other with ferocious attacks and extremely powerful bodies, crashing into the towering mountains from the sky, collapsing one mountain after another.
They bite, slap, and claw at each other with their heavy fists and sharp claws, and each collision causes the air to burst and the ground to tremble.
The attack speed of the two corpse kings was astonishing. Every punch brought a storm-like power, and every bite was accompanied by a terrifying roar.
The pervasive corpse gas caused the surrounding vegetation to wither quickly, and the rocks continued to crack.
Originally the two were evenly matched, but suddenly the corpse king opposite him stood still, roared violently, and his aura surged.
A stream of water suddenly shot up from the ground and wrapped around Zhao Wuji's corpse king.
The corpse king on the opposite side seized the opportunity and suddenly flew up, ruthlessly tearing off one of his opponent's arms.
Zhao Wuji's Corpse King roared in pain, and dark green blood spattered, corroding the surrounding area into a charred black state.
The Corpse King on the opposite side saw the opportunity, opened his mouth and bit Zhao Wuji's neck fiercely, absorbing the corpse energy from his body.
The endless corpse energy was absorbed, and the Corpse King struggled painfully, but could not get rid of it.
Everyone was stunned. It was simply unbelievable that the corpse king could actually perform magic!
"Pavilion Master Qin, Pavilion Master Zhou, help me take down this mutated Corpse King!"
Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, he shouted and flew off the ship, rushing towards the center of the battle to rescue his Corpse King.
Although Qin Miaomiao and Zhou Wenhan didn't know why, they quickly followed.
Seeing this, the mysterious corpse king sped up his sucking speed, and Zhao Wuji looked as if his heart was wrenching.
His figure rushed towards the Corpse King on the opposite side like lightning, and the sharp blade in his hand emitted a faint light, tearing the air and cutting through the sky.
The mysterious corpse king smashed Zhao Wuji's corpse king away, and a puddle of water suddenly appeared under his feet, and his spiritual power continued to roll.
He looked up at Zhao Wuji, and then, as if he had no body, he instantly sank into the ground.
Zhao Wuji and the others were unable to stop him and could only watch as he sank into the ground and disappeared.
Zhao Wuji split open the ground with a knife, but the Corpse King had completely disappeared.
Qin Miaomiao and others also used magic to search, but the corpse aura here was so strong that trying to find the corpse king was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Zhou Wenhan looked at Zhao Wuji with a questioning look in his eyes, as if he was transmitting a message to ask something.
Zhao Wuji nodded with an ugly expression, and then looked at Qin Miaomiao.
Qin Miaomiao stared at the distant peaks, frowning slightly, thinking about something.
Xiao Yifeng took in everything, slowly flew down, and asked, "What's going on?"
"It makes the palace master laugh. This corpse king is extremely cunning and proficient in the art of water escape. He is elusive and slippery." Zhao Wuji said awkwardly.
He called back his Corpse King, checked it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was nothing wrong with it.
Xiao Yifeng had nothing to say when he heard this and could only curse secretly.
He didn't believe their lies, but he couldn't pry their mouths open.
He suddenly remembered Cang Ningjing and asked doubtfully: "Didn't it say that the Corpse King can't use magic?"
Zhao Wuji had something to hide from Xiao Yifeng just now. Knowing that he was a little unhappy, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Generally speaking, yes."
"But if the corpse king is formed under special circumstances, it can have some of the power it had during life, and even be more powerful."
Xiao Yifeng looked interested and asked: "What are the special circumstances?"
Zao Wuji explained: "For example, if you have a special physique or a special place where you raise your corpse, you can gain part of your power."
"If the two are superimposed, a top-notch corpse king can be produced, who has the fighting consciousness in life and can cast simple spells."
"But it's something you can meet but not seek. People with special physiques are rare to see in a hundred years, and it's even more difficult to bury them in a suitable place."
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He talked about his areas of expertise and started talking non-stop.
Although Xiao Yifeng was not very interested, he still asked in detail.
Zhao Wuji rarely met monks who were interested in these things, and he immediately started talking loudly.
Qin Miaomiao looked at Xiao Yifeng and Zhao Wuji, who were chatting happily, and said with a smile: "Palace Master, Palace Master Zhao, it's not too late for us to go up first and talk later."
Zhao Wuji finally came to his senses and said with an awkward smile: "Pavilion Master Qin is right."
The three returned to the battleship and continued to give orders to move forward.
Xiao Yifeng called out Leng Xiqiu and asked Zhao Wuji: "Pavilion Master Zhao, is this corpse king the so-called corpse king formed under special circumstances?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up when he saw Leng Xiqiu, and he couldn't help but walk around in a circle, as if he saw a stunning beauty.
He wanted to touch it, but Leng Xiqiu raised his hand in disgust and struck out with lightning, forcing him to move away.
"Zixiao Divine Thunder, is this the thunder-shaking sky corpse refined by Pavilion Master Qin?"
Xiao Yifeng was thoughtful and asked: "Zhenlei Tianzhi? Palace Master Zhao knows about this corpse king?"
As soon as Zhao Wuji opened his mouth to say something, Zhou Wenhan suddenly coughed twice.
He woke up from a dream, laughed and said: "I have seen it in ancient books, but I didn't expect that such a top-notch corpse king actually exists."
Xiao Yifeng gave Zhou Wenhan a cold look, this guy was really annoying.
Heavenly corpse?
Is this what Rahu collected?
"I don't know what ancient book it is. I'm also interested in cultivating corpses. Could you borrow a few of it?"
Zhao Wuji nodded and said: "It's easy to talk about. When we get to Xuanyin Mansion, we will find him for the master of the palace."
He looked at Leng Xiqiu and marveled: "I didn't expect Pavilion Master Qin to refine such a corpse beauty. It's really eye-opening."
Qin Miaomiao chuckled and said, "I also wanted to give the Seven Kills Palace Master a gift, but I did it myself. How do you think Pavilion Master Zhao went about the training?"
Zhao Wuji nodded in approval and said: "Wonderful! It's really wonderful. Compared with this corpse beauty, the ones in my house are all inferior and unsightly."
"Not to mention the corpse king's stunning appearance, his strength is the best among the corpse kings, not to mention those corpse beauties, there is simply no comparison."
Leng Xiqiu listened to these guys' comments and immediately wanted to hit them.
I will reward each of you with a Purple Sky Divine Thunder later, and you will know why the flowers are so red.
