Chapter 512 Rebellion


    Two days later, at the hour of Mao, the day and night meet, and the morning glow breaks through the dawn.


    The rays of rays of the toxic miasma and corpse qi sprinkled on the grave mountain, but were stained with a gray luster, dark and silent.


    The Daoting side attacked all the way and began the final battle of killing.


    Everything has been arranged.


    First, dozens of second-grade talismans with extremely lethality were activated.


    The surging spiritual power condenses into a huge lethal force, forming a knife array, gathering into fireballs, or turning into water arrows, sweeping towards the grave mountain.


    The zombies on the tomb were directly obscured by the spiritual power of the talisman.


    A large number of zombies were stolen by swords, burned by fire, soaked by water, and finally destroyed by the power of the talisman.


    Then a large number of zombies rushed over.


    Yang Jishan waved his hand, and a row of monks walked out, pinching their skills to use various spiritual weapons.


    These spiritual weapons may turn into hundreds of flying swords, condense into thousands of silver needles, or cause a rain of fire to kill the zombies like tides.


    The zombies fell down one by one, were penetrated by spiritual weapons, or turned into ashes.


    After that, it still surged like a tide.


    Later, the Daoting side used talismans and spiritual weapons.


    A large number of zombies were wiped out...


    The Daoting Party is mostly from a family or sect, with a long history and a profound foundation. It is definitely not comparable to Lu Chengyun, who is a married woman and can marry into a dragon and a phoenix.


    If you really use your trump card, these zombies can''t resist it.


    Under the firepower of spiritual weapons and talismans, a large number of zombies were only wiped out.


    A few iron corpses cannot escape the fate of being killed.


    But these trump cards are extremely precious and have limited quantities, so there will always be a time to use up.


    Half an hour later, after destroying some zombies and weakening the enemy''s strength, they rushed forward.


    Yang Jishan looked at the ink painting beside him, his eyes a little worried.


    Mo Hua nodded to him, indicating that you don’t have to worry.


    He just follows the gangster and takes care of his senior brothers and sisters. Be careful that there will be no danger.


    Yang Jishan sighed, then looked forward, with a cold expression and a solemn voice:


    "kill!"


    The Taoist soldiers behind him also raised their swords and shouted:


    "kill!"


    The formations on the Taoist soldiers'' armor are stimulated, and the spiritual power is stimulated, and they are corresponding to each other.


    The sound shook Lin Yue and his morale soared.


    Taoist soldiers lined up to charge, strangling them with the zombies.


    It’s like cold water pouring hot oil.


    The tomb mountain boiled violently for a moment...


    Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi followed Yang Jishan, focusing on self-protection, and did not act rashly, so as not to be involved in the tide of corpse and unable to escape.


    Only at critical moments, cast some spells to help the surrounding battle situation.


    This fierce battle lasted for a whole day...


    The monks are constantly injured or killed, or corpses are poisoned to attack their hearts and become walking zombies.


    Similarly, a large number of zombies are constantly falling down, including a few iron corpses and a large number of walking zombies.


    But there are still many zombies.


    And Lu Chengyun is still missing.


    Yang Jishan led the way and rushed towards the depths of the tomb mountain, which is Lu Chengyun''s hiding place.


    Other foundation-building monks also went to kill with Yang Jishan.


    The deeper the grave mountain, the more desolate and gloomy it becomes.


    The more dense the corpse groups are.


    The more iron corpses there are, the more poison the corpse is.


    But the way everyone used all the methods, which was not something that the corpse could resist.


    In the evening, all forces broke into the depths of the grave and saw Lu Chengyun and the corpse king behind him at a mass grave.


    Dozens of iron corpses protecting him around.


    Outside, thousands of zombies were still rushing in, as if they were to protect them.


    The Taoist soldiers raised their shields and formed human walls to resist the zombies on the periphery.


    Yang Jishan and others began to confront Lu Chengyun head-on, preparing for the final siege.


    Lu Chengyun''s face was slightly pale, but his expression was calm.


    He glanced at Yang Jishan, his eyes were slightly cold, and he swept through the crowd and sighed:


    "It''s worthy of being a Taoist soldier affiliated to the Dao Court. So many zombies can''t stop you..."


    Yang Jishan said in a deep voice:


    "Lu Chengyun, you are about to die. Hand over the Corpse King and surrender quickly."


    Lu Chengyun shook his head, "With the Corpse King here, I still have a way to live. If you hand over the Corpse King, I will definitely die."


    Yang Jishan sneered, "You are going to fight to the end?"


    "If you fight to the end, where can I live? Daoting will not let me go, so do you."


    Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows and suddenly said strangely:


    "But before the final battle, I didn''t understand one thing."


    His eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at everyone one by one:


    "I really want to know who among you present, who has spyed on the secrets of the corpse mine and seen through the formation I set up? Can you still force me to such a situation?"


    The monks looked at each other without saying a word.


    Yang Jishan''s eyes were slightly deeper, and he was also a little surprised.


    Lu Chengyun didn’t know what Mo Hua did at all?


    Yang Jishan looked around again and found Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi beside him, but Mo Hua was gone at this time.


    Hidden?


    "This is hidden, can I really hide this from me?"


    Yang Jishan was slightly shocked.


    Seeing that no one admitted it, Lu Chengyun couldn''t help but sneer:


    "I thought I was a master with complete plans, but I didn''t expect that he was a rat with a hidden head and tail!"


    The ink painting, who was hiding in the crowd, curled his lips when he heard this, and was very disdainful.


    This kind of provocation is too pediatric and cannot cause any sensation in his heart.


    His words of cursing are much more annoying than this one.


    Yang Jishan''s eyes were slightly condensed and he sneered:


    "Lu Chengyun, his skills are not as good as others. He can speak out for a while, so that''s all you can do."


    Lu Chengyun released his spiritual consciousness and scanned everyone again, but he still found nothing.


    Among the monks present, there were cultivators with high cultivation, cultivators with outstanding spiritual consciousness, and several cultivators who were proficient in formation at a glance.


    But no monk can make him feel that strange and urgency.


    None of them, like the monk who weaves a net and presses against him step by step.


    Lu Chengyun shook his head.


    Forget it, it’s okay to know it or not.


    The battle of life and death with real swords and guns requires speaking with strength, and some tricks are not worth mentioning.


    Lu Chengyun looked at Yang Jishan, and said with a cold look:


    "You underestimated this corpse king..."


    "This corpse king, it''s mine, no one can take it away!"


    "Today, you will all be buried here!"


    "Your flesh and blood will become the sacrifice of the corpse king."


    "Let this corpse king complete the real transformation and become the real master of evil and the king of corpse!"


    Lu Chengyun''s expression was excited and his eyes were crazy.


    Yang Jishan frowned, feeling a little bad in his heart.


    At this moment, the corpse king behind Lu Chengyun suddenly changed his breath, becoming bloodthirsty and furious. Its exposed skin gradually faded from iron blue to a deep bronze color...


    Copper corpse!


    Yang Jishan''s heart trembled.


    Lu Chengyun wanted to refine this corpse king into a bronze corpse!


    The bronze corpse is the grade, and the corpse king is the identity.


    Once the corpse king completely becomes a copper corpse, his strength will soar and he can still command a group of corpses. People like him have no choice but to do anything about it.


    With the protection of the King of Copper Corpse, they cannot kill Lu Chengyun at all!


    Yang Jishan took out the sunset gun and shouted:


    "Take all your strength! Kill all the zombies and Lu Chengyun!"


    Others also knew that they were powerful and stopped defending themselves and rushed to Lu Chengyun.


    The foundation-building monk fought with the iron corpse, with strong spiritual power and strong corpse energy. Just the aftermath, the rocks were shaken and cracked inch.


    While Yang Jishan was killing Lu Chengyun, the half-copper corpse-turned corpse king also stood in front of Lu Chengyun.


    Its eyes were red, with copper-skinned and iron bones, thick fangs, and the corpse poison on its fingertips showed a thick dark green.


    Each move and move, with a gust of fishy storm.


    Yang Jishan took all his strength, but was still suppressed by the corpse king.


    Seeing this, several other nearby Foundation Building Authority quickly helped.


    Among them are the skinny old man with a solemn expression, and the middle-aged monk with a reluctant look.


    But after many foundation-building teamed up, they could barely tie the corpse king who had transformed into a half-copper corpse.


    For a moment, everyone was shocked.


    If the corpse king is really turned into a copper corpse, they may all be trapped here.


    After dozens of rounds of battle, Yang Jishan felt a stern. He knew that this would not work, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Lu Chengyun first!"


    Lu Chengyun sneered when he heard this.


    The Qi Refining Taoist soldiers were restrained by zombies, and the foundation-building monks were restrained by iron zombies. Yang Jishan, the foundation-building soldiers with high combat power, were suppressed by the corpse king.


    How do they kill themselves?


    Yang Jishan''s eyes turned cold, and a red light flashed in his hand. On the sunset gun, the flames swelled, and his power was amazing.


    Lu Chengyun''s expression changed slightly.


    "Drag it!" Yang Jishan shouted.


    Then he took a few steps back, left the attack range of the corpse king, and came to a safe position. The sea of ??energy rose, and his whole body was stimulated to integrate into the sunset gun.


    On the sunset gun, spiritual power turned into a raging fire, burning wildly.


    And behind Yang Jishan, the flames condensed, as if a small sun was condensed.


    Lu Chengyun was shocked and immediately drove the iron corpse to Yang Jishan:


    "Stop him!" The iron corpses around him were swaying and rushed towards Lu Chengyun.


    The corpse king also roared and rushed towards Yang Jishan.


    The skinny old man shouted, "Protect Commander Yang!"


    Then he took out several copper coins, clamped them between his fingers, attached spiritual power, and then hit the corpse king''s joint.


    Between the copper coins, they turned into ropes, binding the corpse king.


    The middle-aged monk sighed, reluctantly took out a folding fan with jade-inlaid gold, and used spiritual power to activate it. After a few slams, he condensed into a wind wall to protect Yang Jishan.


    Every time you slap, a fan bone will be broken.


    The iron corpse rushing forward was blocked by the wind wall and could not enter at all.


    At the same time, several other foundation-building monks also took action, some used spiritual weapons to repel iron corpses, while others used magic to restrain the corpse king.


    After a few breaths, the sunset gun trembled.


    All the flames around suddenly gathered and compressed into the gun body.


    Yang Jishan''s face was pale, but his eyes were bright.


    The skinny old man hurriedly said:


    "Control the corpse king, and the others get out of here!"


    The monks around the Corpse King immediately evacuated.


    The other foundation-building tools used by the golden lock, wooden prison, water net and other spiritual weapons to fix the corpse king, while the spiritual practitioners used magic to suppress the corpse king so that it could not move.


    Yang Jishan raised his spear and then the man and the gun were united, and the spirit penetrated the rainbow, carrying the huge power, and directly stabbed the corpse king in the chest.


    As the tip of the gun touched the corpse king, the surging flame spiritual power exploded.


    The rumbling sound made the ground blow out of a deep pit.


    The cracks in the rocks spread to the distance.


    The aftermath of power shook all the monks and iron corpses nearby.


    Fire and smoke filled the dust.


    After the smoke and dust disappeared, everyone looked shocked when they looked.


    The corpse king is still not dead.


    At the critical moment, it blocked the gun with its arm.


    The sunset gun pierced its arm, and the tip of the gun was pressed against its chest, but obviously there was no more effort to pierce its chest, without even breaking the skin.


    The corpse king exposed scorched marks all over his body and was severely injured.


    The breath became much weaker, but in the blink of an eye, the corpse energy gradually recovered...


    Everyone was frightened.


    What a strong corpse king!


    Yang Jishan''s heart also trembled and immediately said:


    "Hurry, take the opportunity to kill Lu Chengyun!"


    The corpse king was injured and could not move for the time being. Take advantage of this time to kill Lu Chengyun!


    Otherwise, when the corpse king recovers, he will be in a deadlock again.


    All the monks also came to their senses and went out with swords and magic to kill Lu Chengyun at all costs.


    Lu Chengyun was shocked.


    What kind of gun is this?


    Can you really suppress the corpse king?


    Seeing everyone coming, Lu Chengyun wanted to run away, but without the Corpse King, his strength was greatly reduced. He didn''t run far away, and he was fixed by the thin old man with copper coins, and was entangled by several other foundation-building close-ups.


    Yang Jishan wanted to pull out the Sunset Gun, but the tip of the gun was tightly stomped into the Corpse King''s arm and could not be pulled out for a while.


    He gritted his teeth, threw the sunset gun to the pain, took out another ordinary spear and killed Lu Chengyun.


    Although Lu Chengyun''s sword technique is powerful.


    But in front of so many Taoist monks, they are also a bit pale.


    Even though there was iron corpse helping us, we could only barely support us.


    At this moment, Yang Jishan arrived.


    The sunset gun is extremely costly.


    Yang Jishan''s face was pale and his breath was a little weaker, but he still held a breath, waved his spear, grabbed Lu Chengyun''s flaw, broke his sword skills, and kicked him to the ground with one kick.


    Then he raised his spear and stabbed Lu Chengyun''s heart vein hard.


    Yang Jishan wanted to shoot Lu Chengyun to death!


    But this shot was not stabbed.


    Halfway through, he was bounced away by several copper coins. The tip of the gun was slightly tilted, and only pierced Lu Chengyun''s ribs, rubbing a layer of **** skin.


    Lu Chengyun took the opportunity to break free and was protected by the iron corpse again.


    Yang Jishan was furious, his eyes were like a sword, and he turned his head to question the thin old man:


    "Old Man Wen, what do you mean?"


    Without these few copper coins, he just stabbed Lu Chengyun to death with one shot!


    The skinny old man looked frightened, "You can''t kill him!"


    Yang Jishan frowned and said coldly: "Why?"


    The skinny old man pointed to the pit and was pierced through his arm by the sunset gun. The corpse king was motionless and said in a trembling voice: "Its blood is already light golden..."


    Yang Jishan was shocked and looked at him suddenly.


    Only then did he realize that the corpse king was pierced through his arm with a spear. Blood flowed down the arm and dripped down the spear to the ground.


    This blood was originally dark green.


    Now, there is a faint and weird golden color.


    Yang Jishan''s heart trembled violently.


    "A sinful change?"


    "How could it be so fast?"


    The skinny old man said in a terrified voice:


    "It already has its own consciousness. Killing Lu Chengyun is equivalent to removing the shackles on it, which is the most terrible thing..."


    The **** scene of the corpse king roaring before was wiped out and the **** scene of the corpse king roaring again.


    Yang Jishan''s face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and his heart kept chilling:


    "Everything is fine!"


    "The matter of the corpse mine will not be leaked. Lu Chengyun will keep refining corpses, and the injustice will deepen. After dozens or hundreds of years, the corpse king will evolve into a Taoist evil..."


    "Once the matter of the corpse mine is leaked, Lu Chengyun will be surrounded and suppressed by the Dao Court."


    "The large-scale battle between monks and zombies, monks are killed, zombies eat people, and between life and death, blood and corpse qi gather together, which will also give birth to the evolution of the corpse king..."


    "And Lu Chengyun''s death is the last key!"


    "It is to open the shackles and turn the corpse king into the key to the evil spirit of Taoism!"


    "Once Lu Chengyun is killed, the corpse king will escape from the shackles and instantly become the veritable ''king'' among the corpses, governing thousands of zombies, and transforming into a real evil spirit!"


    "What a sinister plan, what a deep plan!"


    "The key is that these things are not traced at all, everything is happening naturally..."


    And Lu Chengyun, including himself, is all chess pieces...


    This is a dead end!


    The skinny old man also figured it out, so his expression was so frightened.


    Among the other monks, there were also some who understood it, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes.


    Yang Jishan felt nervous and frightened, and his heart was in a mess for a moment.


    But he is the commander of the Taoist soldiers, and has experienced many battles, and is also responsible for the life and death of the brothers who are fighting side by side with him.


    The more dangerous it is, the more calm you need.


    Yang Jishan forced himself to calm down, and after pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:


    "It''s over, so I can only capture Lu Chengyun alive."


    "Catch Lu Chengyun, use this to control the corpse king, and then make a long-term plan!"


    This is the only way.


    The skinny old man also knows it.


    But it’s okay to kill Lu Chengyun, but it’s not easy to capture him alive...


    At this moment, a ferocious roar suddenly came.


    Everyone looked in the sound and saw that the corpse king''s breath had revived and slowly stood up again.


    In the grave mountain, blood, corpse, foul and dead energy are filled with it.


    Its injuries recovered very quickly.


    The corpse king''s eyes were cold, he pulled out the sunset gun on his arm, threw it aside, then dodged a few times, and stood behind Lu Chengyun again.


    For a moment, the monks felt bitter in their hearts and the despair on their faces became even heavier.


    Feeling that the loyal corpse king stood silently behind him again, Lu Chengyun felt much more at ease.


    When Lu Chengyun saw what had just happened, he also figured it out.


    He looked at Yang Jishan and smiled proudly:


    "You dare not kill me!"


    "By the way, you dare not kill me!"


    "After killing me, the corpse king lost control."


    "The corpse king is out of control, which means that all the walking corpses and iron corpses in this entire Nanyue City will be out of control."


    "The corpse king turns into copper corpses, commands iron corpses and walking corpses, forming a terrifying corpse tide. Go to massacre the city, kill people, eat people, and turn dead people into zombies!"


    "This tide of corpse will gradually grow, sweeping across the entire Xiaohuangzhou Prefecture and spreading to the surrounding second-grade prefecture..."


    "This is a disaster!"


    "What is the reason why this happened?"


    Lu Chengyun pointed to his chest, "Because I am still alive!"


    "Because I am still alive, the Corpse King has not committed so many murders when he obeys my orders!"


    "Only the monks in Nanyue City can survive!"


    "The entire Xiaohuangzhou Realm has no life in the misfortune!"


    Lu Chengyun''s eyes were crazy and said excitedly:


    "It''s all because I''m still alive!"


    "I''m alive!"


    "And once I die..."


    Lu Chengyun''s words came to an abrupt end. The smile on his face gradually faded away. When he looked down, he saw sharp fingertips piercing through his chest.


    On the fingertips, there was blood stained with dark green corpse poison.


    Yang Jishan, the skinny old man, and all the other monks all looked shocked.


    They saw a zombie, and while Lu Chengyun was careless, they pierced Lu Chengyun''s chest with one claw.


    And the "loyal" corpse king who was standing silently behind Lu Chengyun!


    The corpse king actually “rebelled”? !


    (This chapter ends)