805: C805 Ambition

C805 Ambition

Young Master Milan was not in a hurry to let the Nethersword Peak take action. He wanted to replace the Corpse Palace and take over the Pingtian Palace.

He wanted to sit in two places. Let his name spread quickly throughout this world. At that time, he, Young Master Milan, would soar to the heavens and his reputation would be even more resounding than his father's.

As for whether the four Shakyamuni of the Zombie Palace would be able to win, he did not think about it. Even the Bone Melting King was not able to block one move, so these four fellows were useless.

"Senior, once you start, these zombies will obediently follow orders!"

The young master of the Milan family flattered the Sword of Obscure Peak.

"They're just a bunch of corpses with no intelligence."

The Dark Sword Mountain shook his head as he spoke.

At the same time, Xu Haotian and Uncle Liu landed on the city wall. Demon Ox the True Martial Emperor hastily stepped forward to welcome him.

Looking at the mighty army of zombies, no one showed any signs of worry.

Not to mention that they had three Great Void Stage experts, even the big eared old monk behind Xu Haotian was enough to deal with these zombies.

At this time, the zombie army had already approached, the Zombie King didn't waste any words, and directly brought out his corpse slaves.

"Quickly abandon the city and surrender, or we'll massacre the city!"

One of the Shakyamuni said sinisterly.

"Damn it!" "What are you pretending for!"

Xu Haotian cursed, causing the outside of the city to become quiet.

This made Young Master Milan, who was standing behind, speechless. Could it be that this fellow was a fool?

Those were the four great Immortals. With how powerful the Pingtian Palace was, it was impossible for them to be annihilated in an instant, right?

"You are courting death!"

The king was very upset, he said with a pout.

"All of you, go and annihilate them for us!"

Xu Haotian said angrily.

Even though they were four Immortals of the Great Firmament, Demon Ox True Martial Emperor and Zhao Gongming were no pushovers either.

"Your Imperial Majesty, this old monk needs to preserve his strength, because there is an expert behind the army."

The burning lamp said while standing behind Xu Haotian.

At the same time, the group of people on the Young Master of Milan's Netherworld Sword Peak stopped in their tracks and looked towards the front.

"The Pingtian Palace has three experts in the early stages of the Great Net Immortal Realm. Although the four corpses are very strong, it's not enough to face these three people. "

The Dark Sword Summit mumbled to himself.

But then he continued, "However, the real powerhouses are on the city wall!"

There were experts?

Could it be the expert who killed the Bone Transformation King that day?

"Compared to you?"1

Young Master Milan asked.

"Fifty percent, but I will win. Even against your father, the final victor would still be me! "

The Nethersword Peak said coldly. This made Young Master Milan secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"

The battle began as the two conversed.

Regardless of whether it was Demon Ox, True Martial Emperor, Zhao Gongming, or the zombie army, they were all fighting with their lives on the line.

It was just like the analysis of the Nether Sword Summit. Although the realm of the Four Great Kings was extraordinary, as zombies, they were restricted. He was completely unable to unleash the true power of an Empyrean Immortal.

The battle lasted for a total of two hours, and then the million zombie army was completely wiped out.

"Senior Ming, it's your turn!"

When Young Master Milan saw this, not only did he not reveal a depressed expression, but instead a strange smile.

The Corpse Palace's defeat was within his expectations, and his plan to borrow a person's life had been successfully completed.

"En!"

"Yes," Dark Sword Mountain responded before lifting his leg to walk forward.

At the same time, an apocalyptic aura surged out, causing the experts of the Pingtian Palace who hadn't left the battlefield to feel as if they had fallen into an icehouse.

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