"Thank you Brother Heikui!"
The Corpse Ancestor chuckled, then took out the bell and shook it.
In an instant, Zhang Fan, who was missing a leg, climbed up, supporting himself on one leg, and quietly followed behind the Corpse Ancestor.
Hei Kui squinted his eyes and walked towards Zhang Liang who was not far away.
Facing the deaths of his brothers, Zhang Liang turned pale. He struggled to get up, clutching his chest and trying to escape.
At this time, he had very little demonic energy left, and he was limping when he walked.
Hei Kui turned into an afterimage, blocking his way.
Zhang Liang's footsteps stopped instantly, and the fear of death was nowhere to be seen on his face.
At this moment, he could no longer find any possibility of escape.
He looked up silently at Hei Kui in front of him, his body trembling continuously.
This is the fear of death.
Death may not be scary to him, but when a person knows when he is going to die, that is the most terrifying thing.
For example, some death row prisoners will show various signs of fear when they are about to be executed, and some may even faint from fear.
Hei Kui stood in front of Zhang Liang, as if the god of death had come.
He stared at the defeated general in front of him who was trying to escape. The black demonic energy in his body began to rise again, and his pupils reflected a bright, frightened and desperate face.
"Still want to run away? You three brothers came to kill us. You are quite fierce. After so many years, you have made no progress at all."
Heikui laughed loudly, his laughter was like the bells of hell, deep and loud, echoing in the mountain stream.
Zhang Liang retreated tremblingly, as if trying to find a glimmer of hope.
The black demonic energy barely rolled around him, and the powerful pressure it exerted on his momentum completely enveloped him.
This made it extremely difficult for him to take every step back.
Hei Kui looked straight at Zhang Liang, his eyes showing not pity, but cold indifference.
He pointed at Zhang Liang, and black demonic energy surged toward Zhang Liang, instantly surrounding him.
"You three are arrogant and arrogant, but there is a limit to everything. However, you three Zhang brothers must stay here today!"
Hei Kui said coldly, and a substantial black demonic energy drove Zhang Liang's body into the ground.
The painful suffering made Zhang Liang's face even more distorted. He wanted to struggle, but found that Hei Kui's power was too strong to resist.
The body was pressed to the ground, twitching wildly.
Hei Kui stood above Zhang Liang. He showed no mercy, but showed a ferocious smile.
He slowly closed his hands and punched Zhang Liang.
In an instant, demonic energy gathered crazily on his fist.
The fist condensed with demonic energy was like a black hole that had just opened in chaos, carrying the malice of destroying all life.
"It's over." Hei Kui said coldly, blocking all Zhang Liang's endurance and hope of survival.
With a loud noise, Zhang Liang's body was smashed into the ground like a stone, and instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist!
The breath of life dissipates at this moment. Blood spurted out and pieces of flesh flew up.
Hei Kui opened his hand, blew away the remaining demonic energy in his hand, and looked at the corpse on the ground with no signs of life indifferently.
Corpse Ancestor suddenly appeared next to Heikui, pinched his arm and said, "Oh my, my brother Heikui is so strong."
Hei Kui showed an honest smile to Corpse Ancestor: "This corpse is for you, Corpse Ancestor."
"Thank you very much. When we take over Shizhou, I will personally arrange some good wine and good food for you." Corpse Ancestor was extremely happy. After all, he got a big deal.
To him, the three corpse puppets on the third level of the Nirvana Realm were probably enough to wake him up from their dreams.
Quickly taking out the bell, Corpse Ancestor shook it gently, and Zhang Liang's body stood up from the ground, but there were several holes in this guy's body.
Corpse Ancestor made a gesture, and two little zombies appeared out of thin air.
At the same time, the corpses of Zhang Fan and Zhang Wen also appeared next to Zhang Liang's corpse.
"You two, sew up the three corpses for me, and then fill them with stones." Corpse Ancestor said calmly.
The two little zombies nodded and started to act.
Corpse Ancestor reminded again: "Don't eat secretly!"
The two little zombies nodded again.
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When Zhi Zu and Hei Kui flew back, my sister clapped her hands: "It's so strong, it shocked me!"
Ping An ran over and threw himself into Hei Kui's arms with a happy face.
Seeing this scene, I instantly understood that these two people were having an affair.
But in Wang Jian's memory in his previous life, the two of them were just colleagues.
It's my sister who can speak: "Sister Ping An, I really envy you. With a lover like Hei Kui, you feel so secure."
Ping An smiled and said nothing, but his face was a little red.
Hei Kui showed another naive smile.
Hatred was also happy: "This Hei Kui looks like a silly guy who can only giggle when he is normal, but once he enters a fighting state, he is like the god of war."
Just as I was talking, demonic energy appeared again within my range of perception.
This time it wasn't just three breaths, there were a huge number of people coming.
There are two fourth-level Nirvana Realm, and three first-level Nirvana Realm. The rest are Nirvana Realm and Supreme Realm. These should all belong to miscellaneous soldiers.
Teacher Lin said calmly: "The fight just now attracted more evil spirits."
"Then shall we retreat first, or?" Corpse Ancestor asked cautiously.
Sensing the powerful aura, he already had the idea of running away.
The Corpse Ancestor came to the Heavenly Queen, and although he hid his aura, when he used secret techniques to make corpse puppets, his true aura was still exposed, and he was at the first level of the Nirvana Realm.
As for Teacher Lin and my master, they still hide their auras, and I can't see their true strength.
Although the master took out his mahogany sword and fought with Zhang Fan and Zhang Liang for several rounds, the master's aura became lower and higher. It was obvious that he was not using his full strength.
Abomination said calmly at this time: "There is no need to retreat. The two fourth-level Nirvana Realm are no match for me. Let me come this time, and you are not allowed to steal from me."
Not your opponent?
I thought to myself that I couldn't see it. The hatred that concealed its aura came to the sky, ignoring the fourth level of the realm of annihilation.
She is either at the fifth level of the Nirvana Realm, or like me, she is also at the Ethereal Realm, or even above me.
I do hope that the hatred is above me. The stronger my people are, that is naturally a good thing.
At this time, countless small black dots flew quickly from a distance and were in front of us in an instant, surrounding Master's ruined sect.
The visitors were all wearing the armor of the five demon legions, holding weapons, and filled with demonic energy.
The aura of the Five Demon Legions was like a dark storm, quickly sealing off our surroundings.
Wherever their breath touched, the earth trembled and the air froze.
The two leaders were on the fourth level of the Nirvana Realm, with tall figures and a strong demonic aura.
From Wang Jian's memory, I quickly obtained information about the two of them.
Their names are Alis and Luohe.
Alis is a monster made of vines, and the vines wrap around his five-meter-high body like muscles.
Luo He is a four-armed giant, holding a troll sword in each hand.
At the same time, Luo He was also one of the generals that Wang Jian trusted back then...
