422: C422 Fishing in Muddy Waters(last Part)

C422 Fishing in Muddy Waters(last Part)

Just like that, the Yin Corpse Sect faction did not stop their Corpse Explosion Technique, and sent out close to a hundred million Zombie Army, but their main goal was to stop the Divine Martial Empire faction, and the four million strong experts came to rescue them.

The remaining two hundred million Zombie Army were all rushing towards Lee Er.

His purpose was self-evident. Even if he died, he would drag him down with him.

Countless Zombie Army s, their bodies constantly expanding, were rushing towards their destination. However, this place had long been covered by the Profound Spirit Cannon's cannon.

Some of them were even affected by the frightening destructive energy and turned into unlucky ghosts before they could completely approach Chu Feng.

With so many of them rushing at a place with a radius of only one thousand kilometers, self-destructing, for nearly two hours, the Yin Corpse Sect Ninth Elder suddenly thought of something and wanted to open his mouth to stop the remaining disciples who had not used the self-destructing technique, but it was already too late.

Out of the nearly three hundred million Zombie Army, only ten million remained, and they were all on the way to charge.

With a sigh, his originally tall and straight body now looked like a gambler who had lost his family's fortune. He was discouraged on the spot, losing his previous dignified and high-spirited demeanor.

This caused the Yin Corpse Sect higher ups who were preparing to leave to be shocked.

He acted like he did not see anything. What could be more important than his own life?

Just when everyone in the Yin Corpse Sect wanted to take the chance to flee when the last ten million Zombie Army self-destructed, the commander of this expedition, who was also the Ninth Elder, had already spoken.

Once they used the Corpse Explosion, it would be the time for them to run for their lives.

In the next moment, the Divine Martial Empire side, the Myriad Swords Sect side camp, and the sixty Profound Spirit Cannon s, also began to die out. The cannon the size of an opening in the well, was still continuously emitting green smoke.

This was an agreement between Lee Er and Sect Master Wang Kunloong. After Yin Corpse Sect's Corpse Explosion Technique was finished, they would come out to face the last few tens of millions in case these guys ran away.

Within the Tianyu Mystic Realm, there were close to one hundred and eighty thousand people, yet they were eating and drinking heartily. The meat and wine, spirit fruits, pill s, and so on had all been prepared beforehand.

After eating, he could only stare blankly. Lee Er also felt that it was about time, and hearing the explosions outside the Tianyu Mystic Realm, he stopped.

He directly brought along one hundred and eighty thousand people of Black Wind Brigade and rushed out, shouting "kill to the sky".

"So it's like that. Sacrificing three hundred million soldiers for nothing, yet not even a single hair on Human Youth's head was damaged. Is it really a death wish?" Patriarch Nine said with a face full of despair.

Although he had just thought of this possibility, it was still difficult for him to get lucky. Now that he saw the truth, his body that had already been counterattacked twice would fall to the ground with a mouthful of blood.

The other Yin Corpse Sect Ancestors, Grand Elders, and Elders all understood something when they saw the one hundred and eighty thousand Black Wind Brigade s appear behind Lee Er, and no longer hesitated.

Taking advantage of the last ten million Zombie Army's remaining, rushing up to self-destruct, this was to help them delay their escape opportunity.

But would it be too late for ten million zombies that were comparable to the second peak of the Heavy Wheel Stage to delay more than four hundred cultivators that were at least at the fourth peak?

The answer was obviously impossible. Just as the last ten million Zombie Army s rushed up to self-destruct, all of the cultivators spread out and stepped into the air. At the same time, they used their strongest spiritual energy protection barrier.

It seemed that everyone clearly knew that the Yin Corpse Sect was no longer powerful enough. To borrow the power of the "Corpse Explosion Technique" to escape from a zombie, that was impossible, and they would rather endure the last round of explosion.

They couldn't let a Yin Corpse Sect disciple go either, especially one that was at the elder's level. Who knew if another danger would befall them if they hid within the Divine Martial Empire.

As he thought of this, he became even more determined. He wanted to eliminate all the Yin Corpse Sect disciples that had stepped into the Divine Martial Empire this time, in order to avoid endless troubles in the future.

As long as each person could withstand the explosion of two or three zombies, the next step would be to kill the last three million corpse controller.

This great battle should have come to an end. After all, too many creatures had already died. If he wanted to exterminate all of them, he would have to forcefully take on the final wave.

Seeing this scene, the higher ups and disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect were so angry that their heads were smoking. Of course they knew what the Divine Martial Empire camp wanted to do.

It was very obvious that he wanted to stop them from escaping, and wanted them to stay. What kind of joke was this, since when did their Yin Corpse Sect end up in such a state?

Seeing that there was no chance left, the explosion of millions of Zombie Army, other than some cultivators at the third peak Heavy Wheel Stage and unlucky ones who were severely injured or killed, did not cause much harm, which was acceptable.0

Each of them adjusted the formation and slowly narrowed the encirclement, not giving the intruders any chance to escape at all.

Patriarch Nine's aura calmed down a little and he slowly got up. Looking at the three million disciples they had left, along with their own life zombies, they had almost seven million, but they were all surrounded by the four million Divine Martial Empire camp.

To be precise, they were surrounded by three million Black Wind Brigade, which amounted to more than a million. The cultivators that were at the third peak of the Heavy Wheel Stage were only there to support them, they were the main attackers.

They still had to listen to Lee Er's "Son of Heavenly Destiny" order and disperse the crowd that was besieging them from behind.

One of them was dressed entirely in black. He was wearing a black cape, had Matt's hair cut, and had a dashing face. He walked forward slowly with an unruly and unruly manner.

Behind him were Jian Ran, Wang Ashen, Wang Hu, Wang Meng, Hengjian, Liu Fen, Yu Changsheng, Qingbai Yue, Shui Yingyue, Jun Xilei, and so on.

This aura was something that the elders of the Divine Martial Empire camp had never seen before.

Looking at it up close, some first-rate sects and Master who possessed Superpower were all amazed. It really was him.

In a short two years, when the cultivation level was at the late stage of the Profound Marquis Realm and was participating in the imperial city competition, who would have thought that the current cultivation level, although only at the peak of the Heavy Wheel Stage, could kill a corpse outside the Blood Clan that was comparable to Great Cultivator of Genuine Tyrant Stage.

When he thought about it, he felt goosebumps all over his back, especially his Superpower, first-rate Tyrant Blade Sect and the other sects that were hostile to Myriad Swords Sect, he felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Who would have thought that a fortunate encounter with the Tianyu Mystic Realm would cause a disciple of the Myriad Swords Sect to rise up mightily.

Even their sect was saved by Lee Er in the Great Dark Corpse Calamity this time.

If not for this young man, his entire Yan Wu Continent would have been enslaved.

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