Zheng ~

The sound of the sword comes from between the five fingers.

An Qisheng's palm stretched out, and an invisible and tangible long sword had emerged.

The King Quan Sword is invisible and intangible, and can evolve into ten thousand soldiers. At this time, it is its initial state, the Taoist Sword, or the flying sword.

In the Jiufu Realm, he planned for a long time and left his last move for three thousand years before using the royal sword brought by Tongzhengyang, a great fortune, to be his reliance on Xuanxing.

The sword of the king is neither metal nor iron, invisible and without substance, neither qi nor spirit, and is formed by the Taoist aggregate of the king is the Taoist constituent of the Taoist.

It not only contains the martial arts evolution of the king's 3,000 years, but is essentially the incarnation of the king's lord.

The basis of its existence is An Qi's never-retreated mind.

This sword, to some extent, is the manifestation of his spiritual sword.

It can be driven without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Of course, no operation can be without consumption. What the King Quan Sword consumes is his qi, blood and spirit.

Its existence is also another way for An Qisheng.

If the "Qi" species cannot be condensed and the body shell collapses, the King Quan Sword will be the cornerstone of his spirit, the base camp of his reincarnation and the infinite cave heaven.

Spiritual dependence is the cornerstone, and when used to kill enemies, it is a magic weapon!

Silent ~

The moment the Taoist sword appeared, there were already bursts of cracks in the sky.

Then the sword light spread like a tide, spreading in all directions, like water pouring back, and everything went.

A zombie had not yet fallen from the air, but was torn apart by the omnipotent sword light. Before it could land, it had been shattered into powder by the extremely sharp aura!

Roar ~

A scream flashed and it disappeared.

The sword light slapped like a waterfall, and the zombies were completely submerged by the sword light.

Among these zombies, although they do not have the perverted body that was as undead as female zombies before, they are truly invulnerable to swords and guns, even if they are sniper rifles cannot penetrate their membranes.

But under the light of the water sword, it melted instantly like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

All the steel bars and iron bones, and all the incompetent swords and guns seem to have never existed!

Roar ~~

Zombies disappeared into the sword light.

Some zombies in the distance, but seemed to be conscious of nothing, still rushed towards the tide of sword light.

Taoist Juechen was watching.

I saw a tide of sword light covering all directions, and there seemed to be a giant dragon rolling around and wandering around. As I moved, zombies broke and had no power to resist.

With his eyesight, he felt that the tide of corpses surrounding him was shattered in an instant, and they were all broken by the ubiquitous sword light into particles that were invisible to the naked eye.

Zheng ~

The sword sound seemed to have not fallen yet, and the sword light had already converged.

Finally, the scattered sword light flowed back into the ripples caused by the air and sank into An Qisheng's raised palm.

In a faint way, Taoist Juechen could sense it.

An inch higher than the palm of his hand, there was a divine sword that was invisible and invisible to the naked eye.

Huh ~

An Qisheng let out a breath, and the Wang Quan sword had already penetrated into his palm.

The sharp aura suddenly dissipated.

His blood calmed down and his temples were slightly tense. This sword was very oppressive to his body at this time.

Although theoretically, he could cut out the strength of the Daoist Wang Quan in his prime with one sword, in fact, with his physical strength at this time, he would almost have nothing to do with the military.

But these walking zombies naturally don't need much effort.

"This sword..."

Taoist Juechen cannot be calm in his heart.

This sword is not illusory or spiritual suggestion, but a true and transcendent force.

Even if An Qisheng took action and fought against a thousand, he would not be so surprised.

This is a truly surreal force.

At this moment, even though he was calm in nature, he also became very interested in the "exploration" that An Qisheng experienced.

What kind of adventure can make it show such incredible things?

Rumble!

Almost as soon as the King Quan sword disappeared, thunder suddenly roared in the sky, and dark clouds filled the sky, and an electric snake was about to dive down.

However, it was the instantaneous occurrence of the Wang Quan Sword and the magnetic field conflicts with the heaven and earth, causing the gathering of thunder and clouds.

If the King Quan Sword had not been destroyed with a flash, its speed was extremely fast, and it would have led to the thunder and lightning in the sky.

An Qisheng didn't care about the rolling lightning in the sky, and his eyes fell to the distance.

Although these zombies have lost all their memories, they still have a trace of instinct. As long as they have instinct, no creature will take the initiative to die.

These zombies come one after another, naturally because of some kind of driver.

His senses are very sharp.

After these zombies were shattered, the twisted souls dissipated in this magnetic field and were captured by the source.

The thunder and lightning in the sky was attracted by the King of Quan Sword, but the reason for staying.

But it is because of the source of the magnetic field in the distance.

Rioting too!

Bang!

Bang!

In the dark underground trunk, the fishy wind whistled, and the evil red light made a great deal.

The big red coffin trembled, making moans like old wooden door switches. As the ink line buzzed, large streams of scarlet blood gushed out from the slightly raised gap in the coffin.

It seemed that there was a sea of ​​blood sealed in it. Not long after, scarlet blood had spread like a drink, drowning a mummy, soaking the big red coffin inside.

Hurry ~

In the water of blood, the yellowed talismans moved without wind, and the faint golden light shone, colliding with the waves of blood.

It makes a violent sound of corrosion.

The ink dove line soaked in blood also buzzed and vibrated, like a solid ink dragon, roaring tightly on the coffin.

"A thousand years, a thousand years, how long do you want to sleep with me?!"

A low and angry shout rang out in the coffin.

He had to be angry. This strange place not only had no resentment and bad luck, but also had no spiritual energy in the world!

Even the population is very thin!

It's been a month since he transformed it into less than 10,000!

If this continues, he will really die, really die!

The Zombie King is almost immortal, but the immortal one is not his sorrow!

The Zombie King will recover every 129,600 years, but the Zombie King is not necessarily his sorrow!

Boom!

The roar exploded violently, and the blood waves rolled more and more.

Woo ~~

Gradually, the sound of ghost crying like a substance echoed from the abyss, piercing through tornados and spreading everywhere.

This howling sound was too sinister and colder than the snow that had not melted for thousands of years.

An Qisheng and Taoist Juechen, thousands of meters away, felt a bone-broken coldness penetrated into the cracks of the bones.

This aura was too cold and fierce. As it appeared, the evil aura between heaven and earth was much stronger!

"The source is indeed here!"

Taoist Juechen's eyes shook, he took out the locator and rushed forward as he stepped forward.

This aura is so strange that if it really revives, the consequences will be unpredictable.

But he had just taken two steps.

An Qisheng had already blocked his way.
To be continued...