Zombie Evil Emperor

"Get out!" Jin Tu roared, his whole body surging with fighting power, and he placed it on his arm, trying to shatter Yang Tian's fingers and sweep him away.

However, Yang Tian's eyes were cold, and his whole body's divine power was boiling like an explosion. Then he heard a click and broke the war spear!

boom!

Caught off guard, Jin Tu's body shook violently, his internal organs and blood surged, his wrist was almost shattered, and the broken spear flew away from his hand.

And his body staggered backwards, suffering a terrible impact.

Everyone's scalp was numb, as if they had seen a ghost. Isn't Yang Tian's power too great?

Yang Tian flicked his wrist, and the broken spear edge flew out and shot towards Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden Winged Dapeng Tribe.

boom!

In his haste, Jin Tu defeated the spear, but at this moment Yang Tian had already charged forward and punched him hard on the chest.

Even though he resisted with all his strength, Jin Tu was still so shocked that he coughed up blood and his face suddenly turned pale.

Everyone gasped.

Yang Tian's power made them feel an unprecedented impact, and their hearts trembled. They couldn't believe that he, who was not at the level of innate gods and demons, could be so powerful in combat.

The defeat suffered by Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, made them feel chilled.

Everyone knows that Jin Tu, who has entered the second level of innate gods and demons, is extremely powerful in combat, more powerful than Zhao Songting, but he is still overwhelmed by Yang Tian's edge. How can this not make people feel chilling?

However, at this moment, Yang Tian, ​​who was about to continue his attack, suddenly stopped, and his black eyes suddenly condensed.

At this moment, Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan, burst out with a power that soared into the sky, and his whole body was bathed in golden light.

Every time he breathed in, he made the void wail and roll endlessly.

Especially behind his head, a divine ring appeared, and in the divine ring reflected the appearance of a golden-winged roc, exuding earth-shattering power!

Later, everyone saw Jin Tu transforming into a half-human, half-golden roc, with a pair of huge golden wings on his back covering the sky and the sun. His body was covered with bright golden feathers, and he was holding a black war spear.

This is Jin Tu's strongest form. Both in terms of speed and strength, it is about doubled in length, comparable to the perfect state of the innate second level gods and demons.

Everyone else in the field also widened their eyes.

For a moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan.

Undoubtedly, he was even more terrifying and powerful at this time.

Jin Tu's voice was low and cold, and he said: "You can force me to do this, and you are considered a number one person. Unfortunately, you will die eventually!"

The word "death" overflows with murderous intent, making the heroes' hearts tremble.

Under such circumstances, can Yang Tian still be able to withstand it?

No one can know.

"Do you think that what I just did was the limit?" Yang Tian looked calm and unmoved.

From the battle until now, he has never used any of his trump cards, let alone the life-saving items given to him by Master Tianwu and Chaos Gods and Demons.

It can be said that from beginning to end, Jin Tu did not push him to the limit.

"act recklessly!"

In the cold voice, Jin Tu came through the air, with a divine ring lingering behind his head, and the Dapeng's Dharma Appearance exuded immeasurable majesty, shocking the entire audience.

"cut!"

Behind him, the golden-winged roc of Dharma rushed out, its golden wings like a sword cutting the sky, dazzling incomparably, and slashed forward.

boom!

Yang Tian used the yin and yang diagram to resist, but was staggered and his body fell backwards.

***Their expressions changed suddenly, and their hearts were in doubt.

Even though he and Yang Tian were on the verge of celebrating the holidays, they couldn't help but hold their breath and frown.

"cut!"

Jin Tu rushed forward violently, his wings covering the sky and the sun. His speed was unbelievable. His wings were like swords from the sky, and he had the power to kill ghosts and gods.

This time, Yang Tian still used the Yin-Yang Diagram to resist, but he didn't block it. The golden wings swept over and directly cut through the defensive light curtain of the Yin-Yang Diagram, scratching his shoulder, blood flowing, and the bones were visible!

"good!"

On the flying boat, the cheers were like thunder, and the men and women of gods and demons were ecstatic.

"cut!"

Jin Tu shouted violently, and his power became more and more terrifying. A statue of Dharma was flowing with blazing golden divine light, waving its golden wings, as sharp as a heavenly sword.

He is extremely conceited, has a cold expression, and has an invincible attitude.

boom!

Yang Tian was knocked away again and coughed up blood from his lips.

This made Chu Feihong and the others worried. They looked at each other, secretly transmitted messages, and decided that if the situation was critical, they would take action together and take Yang Tianxian to escape from this place.

As if aware of their thoughts, the eyes of the gods and demons on the flying boat flickered, and they locked the Qi machine without leaving any trace.

Obviously, as long as Princess Dao Junjiu and the others take action, they will inevitably encounter resistance from them.

"Yang Tian, ​​just die peacefully. No one in heaven or on earth can save you this time."

Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, said in a cold voice, revealing cruelty, "When you die, I will use your skull as a cup and brew wine with your blood!"

boom!

As he spoke, the golden wings swept across, like a magic sword moving across the sky.

But at the same time, Yang Tian, ​​who was seriously injured, suddenly raised his head, with a cold light in his black eyes, "I thought I was so great, but it turns out it's nothing more than that!"

brush!

The four teeth in his mouth were long on each side, and the nails on his hands grew long and fell off, eventually forming into thin heeled and white bone war spears.

At the same time, the black gem on his forehead, which was like a vertical pupil, suddenly erupted with black divine light, making him like the King of Eternal Night, controlling all the darkness in the world.

boom!

The bone war spear was used by him like a broadsword, sweeping across the void.

For a moment, time, space, and air flow seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everything fell into silence. Only a sharp edge suddenly appeared, which was enough to amaze the ages.

With a chirping sound, the falling golden wings were torn open by the bone war spear, and the light rain flew and collapsed.

In the distance, Jin Tu, the seventh prince of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, suddenly shrank his eyes, and slapped out his hand. With a bang, the gunman swept out by the white bone war spear was defeated, but it left a trace in his palm. Bloody scars.

The burning stinging sensation made Jin Tu a little unbelievable. He was actually injured?

On the flying boat, the cheers suddenly stopped, and all the innate gods and demons, men and women, were dumbfounded. How...why had there been another reversal?

***They were also stunned. They were all ready for rescue, but the result was completely beyond their expectations!

Buzz!

The bone war spear let out a dragon's roar in Yang Tian's hand, and cast a dreamlike black light, adding a chilling aura to him.

Moreover, the injuries on his body are being healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is the magical effect of the zombie's law of immortal power.

"cut!"

As if he didn't believe himself, Jin Tu's face was gloomy and he came to kill again.

The dazzling golden wings flew through the air, shattering the void, and the sharp aura made everyone present tremble with fear even though they were far away.

"go!"

At the same time, the bone war spear in Yang Tian's hand shook, and twelve jet-black iron wings sprouted from his back, moving so fast that the gods and demons could not see clearly.