Guo Huai remained silent, snorted coldly, ignored the three of them, and walked forward.
He also had a temporary false cooperation with these three people. There was no need to give them any face. He could crush them with his own strength, so there was no need to make false concessions with them.
Guo Huai walked over without even looking at the corpses on the ground.
The three of them were left looking at each other in shock. Lu Mingsheng, who was wearing a purple robe, had a cold face and said fiercely: "Without our combined efforts, let's see how he will die!"
The old man in yellow robe and the short monk in black looked at each other and said expressionlessly: "Let's go! We'll wait until we can escape from here."
Not long after Guo Huai walked along the cave, dozens of large black coffins were neatly arranged not far ahead, with three red coffins hanging vertically on top.
These coffins are arranged strangely, and it is obvious that this is also a formation.
With a thought in Guo Huai's mind, a big ghost king who was as black as ink, looked extremely strong, and showed his teeth and claws emerged from the soul-binding flag. This is the big ghost king who has now reached the late stage of divine transformation.
The big ghost king turned into an afterimage and punched a coffin in front of him with overwhelming ghost energy.
"Bang!"
The black coffin exploded under the heavy blow of the Great Ghost King. Debris from the coffin flew to the west, and an armored corpse in the early stage of becoming a god jumped out.
The armored corpse was wrapped in an unknown metal armor, holding a long emerald blue knife in his hand. The long knife was faintly exuding blue corpse poison, and gray corpse aura penetrated the whole body.
"Kakaka!"
The armored corpse twisted its stiff body and turned towards the big ghost king. It spurted out a stream of corpse energy from its long fangs, and the corpse energy turned into a sharp sword and killed the big ghost king.
The ghost body of the Great Ghost King was pitch black, and the ghost energy condensed like substance. He raised his hand and punched out, shattering the sharp sword turned into corpse energy with a bang.
After the armored corpse spewed out corpse air, its whole body became flexible, and it swung its long knife to kill the big ghost king.
At this time, three purple-robed monks, Lu Mingsheng, also walked in.
Guo Huai held the soul-binding banner in his hand, stood aside and looked at the three of them coldly, and said jokingly: "The armored corpses in the divine transformation stage have been prepared for you, choose for yourself!"
The fight between the Great Ghost King and the Armored Corpse was in full swing, and it soon became intense. The Great Ghost King was seen pulling the Armored Corpse's arm holding the long knife, and with a strong pull, the Armored Corpse's arm was torn off.
The armored corpse is made from the corpse of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, which collects many negative energies such as death energy, resentment, evil spirit, ghost energy, murderous energy, and heavy mystical iron sacrifice. It is also blessed with talismans.
Therefore, it is not only extremely powerful and invulnerable to weapons and weapons, but also has flexible body movements and powerful killing power. The Great Ghost King's strength in the late stage of becoming a god was actually unable to defeat it in a short period of time.
Inspired by Guo Huai's thoughts, the Great Ghost King used brute force to tear off an arm of the armored corpse. The armored corpse, which was missing an arm, was still brave and fearless, and tirelessly killed the Great Ghost King again.
The armored corpse was wrapped in corpse aura, and the broken arm was trembling and trying to fly back to the armored corpse's shoulder.
Guo Huai activated the soul-binding flag, and the soul-binding flag shot out a ray of light that enveloped the broken arm. The corpse energy on the broken arm was sucked into the flag by the soul-binding flag.
In a moment, the corpse energy on the severed arm completely dissipated. Without the moisture of the corpse energy, the broken arm instantly turned into pieces.
The armored corpse had lost one arm, and its offensive power was not as strong as before. The other arm was also removed when the Great Ghost King tore it close to him.
Guo Huai urged the soul-binding banner to take away the corpse energy again, and the broken arm turned into a pile of debris again.
The armored corpse lost its arms and its strength was greatly reduced. It was dismantled into a pile of parts by the big ghost king. In less than a cup of tea, an armored corpse was completely eliminated by the soul-binding flag.
The short black-robed monk said with a smile: "The ghost cultivators of Xuanming Sect are so bad! How can they be as bad as Daoist fellow Lu said!"
"Hmph!" Lu Mingsheng snorted coldly: "My thunder method is the nemesis of all evil things. If it encounters me, this ghost emperor will only seek death."
"OK OK!"
The old man in yellow robe acted as peacemaker again and advised: "There are at least a dozen black coffins in front of us, and I'm afraid they are all filled with armored corpses like this."
The old man in yellow robe worriedly looked at the three large blood-red coffins suspended in the air, standing upright, and murmured: "Looking at this posture, these three upright red coffins are even weirder. Maybe there are more powerful zombies inside."
Lu Mingsheng looked arrogant and said disdainfully: "All fears and worries are not due to lack of strength. Just look at me!"
The old man in yellow robe did not expect that Lu Mingsheng would not give face to anyone, and even mocked himself, the peacemaker. He still had a smile on his face, but he hated Lu Mingsheng in his heart.
Lu Mingsheng crossed his hands in front of his chest and made several strange gestures. In an instant, dozens of purple thunderballs flew out of his palms.
The thunderball hit the dozen black coffins in front with the power of thunder and lightning.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!~~~~~~~"
Continuous explosions sounded, and more than a dozen black coffins were shattered by the thunderballs. More than a dozen armored corpses jumped out in unison, and a cloud of gray gas was sprayed out from their long fangs, turning into a stream of Daoli sword is coming to kill the Westerners.
Guo Huai shook the soul-binding flag, and a faint light shot out from the soul-binding flag and turned into a barrier to protect himself, blocking the five sharp swords coming from him.
"Come on! Great Ghost King!"
Guo Huai once again urged the Great Ghost King to rush forward to meet the enemy. The Great Ghost King became taller and more powerful. It was obvious that it had not evolved to its most powerful state just now, but now it was not losing at all with one against five.
The whisk in the yellow-robed old man's hand swung hard, turning into millions of green threads wrapped around the three armored corpses. A high-grade Lingbao flying sword emitting yellow light also instantly killed the armored corpses.
“Ding ding ding~~~~”
The high-grade Lingbao-level flying sword actually wiped out sparks on the armored corpse without hurting the armored corpse at all. The yellow-robed old man's complexion changed drastically.
At this moment, his whisk was cut off by the long knife in the armored corpse's hand, and he quickly threw out several spiritual talismans.
"Boom boom boom!"
Three huge stone mountains fell from the sky and slammed into the three armored corpses. The armored corpses were pressed to the ground by the huge stone mountains. They were still alive and still struggling desperately.
The yellow-robed monk commanded the flying sword to shoot into the armored corpse's eyes, shattering its head, and then flew out of its mouth. However, the light of this high-grade Lingbao flying sword was greatly reduced, apparently corroded by the corpse's energy. was affected.
However, the yellow-robed monk didn't care so much at this time. He commanded the flying sword to continue killing the other two armored corpses.
Facing the swarming armored corpses, the short and thin black-robed monk calmly threw out three dolls. The three dolls rose up in the storm, and a burst of white light flashed on their bodies. Three huge metal puppets blocked the short monk's path. In front of you.
Guo Huai glanced here from the corner of his eye and was surprised to find that this short monk was actually a puppet master.
Three huge metal puppets knocked out an armored corpse with one punch, but the armored corpse was not really hurt and climbed up to kill again with a long knife.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
The long knife struck the metal puppet, and a string of sparks erupted. The metal puppet kicked him away again.
