Zombie Evil Emperor

Yang Tian did not agree immediately, pretending to be in trouble and said: "Back to senior, it's not that junior doesn't agree, but that place is the residence of Immortal Chen Ping. If he knew that junior took senior to sneak in, junior would not die. A son, but a whole family..."

The old man carrying the sword said as if he was sure of victory: "You can rest assured. If I go in, Immortal Chen Ping will naturally not be alive. You have to think clearly, if you don't help me, your son's life will be lost." ”

"Furthermore, you have already left the Baiyun Mountain Protection Formation. Do you think I can let you go back again?"

boom!

A terrifying aura suddenly surged out from the old man carrying the sword, and the sky and the earth changed color and made a whining sound, as if they were surrendering.

"The Great Perfection Realm of the Late Immortal Realm!" Yang Tian was shocked. The aura of the sword-carrying old man was much stronger than that of Chen Zhong, who was in the Late Immortal Realm.

Immediately, Yang Tian looked frightened on the surface and begged for mercy: "Senior... have mercy on me... I... I promise..."

"That's right." The sword-carrying old man was very satisfied with Yang Tian's performance.

Yang Tian said with pleading eyes: "The life of the junior is now in the hands of the senior. Can the senior let the junior's son go?"

The old man carrying the sword: "Of course."

Immortals are not just as simple as a higher realm than a monk in the Tribulation Stage, but beyond a level of life. If a hundred monks in the Great Perfection Stage in the late stage of God Transformation join forces, they can leapfrog and kill a monk in the early stage of Tribulation Stage.

So let alone a hundred Dzogchen monks in the later stage of the Tribulation who join forces, even a thousand Dzogchen monks in the later stage of the Tribulation can't kill an early-stage Immortal.

The strength gap between them is no longer something that can be made up by quantity, skills, or anything else.

Similarly, it is even more impossible for monks in the Tribulation Stage to escape in front of the immortal. The old man carrying the sword is not afraid that Yang Tian will regret it after letting Yang Xinlong go.

The old man carrying the sword patted Yang Xinlong gently, and the latter woke up immediately.

When Yang Xinlong saw Yang Tian flying down in the valley, he shouted: "Father, run, this old man is an immortal, you are no match for him."

When Yang Tian heard this, he felt in his heart that because his son still knew how to let him run away, it meant that Yang Xinlong was not the kind of hopelessly unfilial son.

Yang Tian waved: "You don't have to worry, come here!"

Only then did Yang Xinlong realize that he was able to move, and in a flash he came to Yang Tian and knelt down in front of Yang Tian: "Father, I'm sorry for you, I've caused you trouble, and I shouldn't have walked out of the mountain guarding formation without listening to you."

"It's okay. Come on, let me check my father." After all, he is his son. What can Yang Tian do to him if he does something wrong?

What's more, Yang Xinlong just disobeyed and ran out, and he didn't commit any heinous or heinous crime.

I hope he can learn from it and gain wisdom!

Yang Tian used his spiritual thoughts to carefully examine Yang Xinlong's body.

The old man carrying the sword said: "I won't do anything to him."

Yang Tian ignored what he said and continued to examine his son.

The soul is fine.

There is no poisoning in the body, and there are no restrictions.

After checking that everything was fine, Yang Tian felt relieved.

Immediately, a small golden tower appeared in his palm.

It was his first natal magic weapon, the Ruyi Linglong Pagoda.

After taking his son Yang Xinlong into the Ruyi Linglong Tower, Yang Tian's eyes suddenly turned cold and said: "Since the senior has let the junior's son go, it's time for me to go back."

After saying that, Yang Tian's figure turned into a ray of light and rose into the sky, thousands of miles away in an instant.

"Hmph!" The old man carrying the sword snorted coldly, his eyes burning with murderous intent.

A little monk in the Tribulation Stage dares to play with an immortal like him. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!

The next moment, the old man carrying the sword did not see any movement. His figure seemed to disappear out of thin air, suddenly disappearing.

When the figure of the old man carrying the sword appeared, he was already a hundred feet in front of Yang Tian. His eyes were cold and he said with a playful sneer at the corner of his mouth: "You are really brave. Kneel down and kowtow a hundred times now. If I am in a good mood, I will Forgive you for your sin just now, otherwise you will have a taste of life that is worse than death."

Yang Tian also sneered and said: "Are you really omnipotent if you become an immortal? Although I can't beat you now, you can't stop me from running away!"

"Hey, I have opened my eyes today. This is the first time I have seen a monk in the Tribulation Stage being so arrogant towards an immortal."

"Then let me see where your confidence comes from!"

boom!

The old man casually grabbed it upwards, and a huge transparent hand suddenly appeared in the void, trying to hold Yang Tian in his palm.

The old man with the sword on his back is in the Dzogchen realm of the late Immortal. If he grabs it casually, even the early Immortal monk will not confront him head-on.

At this time, Yang Tian roared, his body burst into colorful light, his aura erupted like a volcano, rising steadily, releasing an extremely terrifying momentum.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the huge palms that were about to be held together suddenly exploded, causing the old man with the sword on the opposite side to let out a light sigh.

"No wonder you are so bold and dare to play tricks on me. It turns out that your true combat power is comparable to that of a mid-level immortal."

The old man carrying the sword suddenly became interested, "I really want to know why you, a little cultivator in the Tribulation Stage, have the fighting power of the Immortal Stage. When I catch you, you'd better tell me, otherwise I will let you know why. It is the most terrible punishment of time!”

Before he finished speaking, the old man with the sword on his back had already struck out. He appeared in front of Yang Tian in an instant and struck him with a palm.

boom!

Yang Tian calmly raised his arm and struck the Great Sun Fist. After the fists collided, Yang Tian's body only shook slightly, while the old man carrying the sword took seven or eight steps back.

With each step, the void where stepped on rumbled like thunder, creating cracks in the void.

It's not that the old man is inferior to Yang Tian, ​​but the collision of fists and palms uses physical power. Yang Tian's body is a body of chaos, and the magic power in his body is the energy of chaos. When he punches, it is the Great Sun Fist, so this It took only a moment to knock the old man carrying the sword back seven or eight steps.

However, this moment made the old man carrying the sword look extremely ugly. He was a majestic immortal in the late stage of Great Perfection, but he was shocked by a monk in the tribulation stage!

This is simply a huge insult. If you say it out loud, you won't be laughed out of your mouth!

"You're very good, you successfully angered me!" The sword-carrying old man gritted his teeth and spoke every word.

Clang!

The long sword behind the old man came out of his body, emitting a sword cry like a dragon's roar, and a terrifying sword energy rose into the sky.

"go!"

As the old man finished speaking, the sky-reaching sword energy immediately struck Yang Tian's head.