Whoosh whoosh——
Seven corpses swept out, leaving the black coffin floating alone in the void.
Seven iron-clad corpse kings burst out of corpses, pieces of bottle cap size, extremely fine and hard armor pieces, emerging from the surface of their corpses!
Ho Ho Ho -
The seven corpse kings roared out loudly and took a palm together!
Seven withered yellow corpses that smelled so smelly, in the blink of an eye, seven large hands of nine acres of corpse were condensed.
I don't know what the connection is between these seven iron-clad corpse kings.
The seven big withered yellow handprints merged together directly during the flight, turning into a dark yellow big hand of the stiff king surging with boundless corpse energy fluctuations!
The incomparable corpse energy immediately diffused.
In just an instant of effort, this zombie king's handprint violently collided with Ye Fan's ghost gate mark.
boom--
Under the gaze of everyone, a trembling voice that shook the sky and the earth suddenly sounded!
The next moment,
The low and hoarse voice in the coffin suddenly screamed in anger.
"This is impossible!!"
Accompanied by his frightened voice, Ye Fan's Great Handprint of the Ghost Gate actually smashed the Great Handprint of the Zombie King, which was nine acres in size and composed of seven corpse king handprints, into pieces!
The yellow surging ripples vibrated out.
On Ye Fan's side, all the ripples were blocked by the ghost soldier's battle spirit shield.
And in the sea of corpse tide trees on the opposite side, there was another wave of zombies and tree monsters, which shattered the body of the corpse monsters one after another, and fell into the void, and the dead could no longer die.
And the tree coffin forest below was also affected by ripples, and low-sequence zombies, tree monsters, corpses and monster bodies burst into pieces.
Even the thick mountain land was lifted a thin layer in the ripples of the prestige after the handprints of the dead king crumbled.
The roar of the earth shaking and the mountain shaking, trembling everywhere!
Ye Fan's ghost gate print, after breaking the Zombie King's big handprint, although it has been reduced by a fraction, it still casts momentum and continues to squeeze forward!
The mighty power, crush the void!
Ho Ho Ho -
The seven iron-clad corpse kings braved the green corpse fire in anger and continued to rush up.
The corpse gang condensed fist gangs, palm gangs, or claw gangs, constantly bombarding the ghost gate print.
Two moments later, this ghost gate imprint was blasted to annihilation.
And Ye Fan, the next attack is already ready to go.
At this time,
Crunch!
The black lacquered coffin floating alone in front of the sea of corpse tide trees finally opened.
A zombie wearing an old dynasty robe sat up straight.
The seven armored corpse kings floated back to the coffin.
The Wangpao Zombie has a blood pupil, firmly against Ye Fan.
"Humans, dare to offend the tree coffin, you are looking for death!!"
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Chapter 261 The Seven Evils Gathering Yin【6269 words】
Ye Fan sneered coldly at the words of the blood pupil king robes zombie, not even interested in responding.
His gaze swept across eight zombies.
The seven iron-clad corpse kings guarded the blood-pupil king robe zombie in the middle like stars arched over the moon.
The demon aura of the eighth-sequence doomsday limit on the latter burst out immediately, filling the world!
This cold and majestic corpse energy fluctuates, clearing away the extremely turbulent weather!
Ye Fan frowned slightly as he sensed the fluctuation of the monster corpse.
Ye Fan was not surprised by the fluctuating intensity of the corpse energy of the Blood Eyed Royal Robe Zombie.
What he felt troubled was that as soon as the demon corpse energy of this king-robed zombie erupted, it was vaguely connected with the corpse energy fluctuations of the surrounding seven iron-clad corpse kings.
The eight zombies have the same root, and the eight withered yellow corpses entangled and rushed straight into the sky, making the demons on the opposite side more powerful than ever.
Ye Fan suddenly felt even more powerful pressure from the gas-mechanical confrontation on the battlefield between the two sides.
Du Yexing sensed this doomsday-level limit of the monster corpse, and his eyes became more and more serious in the small narrow eyes on his fat face.
The 60 million demon spirits on his body fluctuated surgingly!
Although his heart sank to the bottom, Du Yexing's fighting spirit was still surging!
Hua Yaqiu on the side felt that his blood seemed to be stiffened by the terrifying demonic aura of the eight doomsday-level corpse kings connected together.
The whole delicate body was trembling.
The zombies in the blood pupil king robes smiled coldly when they saw the changes in the confrontation between the air and the machine in the middle of the battlefield.
boom--
He patted the bottom of the coffin with both hands.
The whole corpse stood upright, kicked forward, and jumped out of the coffin directly with the corpse, standing in the middle of the seven iron-clad corpse kings!
The blood pupil king robe zombie opened his mouth at the black paint coffin.
The whole coffin was three meters long and two meters wide. With a swish, it immediately turned into a black light.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, it shrank up, and went directly into the mouth of this stiff king.