Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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Rumor has it that in ancient times, there was a path named Puppet, which was a branch of the formation method.

Refined with puppet technique, it can control dead objects and make them help in battle, which is strange and mysterious!

The so-called corpse puppets are puppet masters who refine the corpses of strong men into puppets. The power may not be as strong as that of corpses before they were alive, but they should not be underestimated.

According to Wang Zhan's perception, this holy emperor's corpse puppet is roughly equivalent to the most holy realm.

"Corpse!!"

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Wu Zhao and Di Rong were startled, and they looked at the figure on the golden altar suddenly, their hearts shook.

Both of them are not ordinary people, so they naturally know the origin of the corpse puppet.

Who on earth must be able to have such a handwriting? Refining a corpse of a holy emperor into a corpse puppet!

The holy emperor is the emperor of the holy middle.

Even if one dies and becomes a corpse, it is not something ordinary people can desecrate.

To be able to refine it into a corpse puppet, the puppet master's cultivation is at least at the level of a holy emperor.

However, judging from the identity of this corpse puppet, this tomb should be the tomb of this person, but why was his own corpse refined into a corpse puppet and placed in his own tomb?

For a while, the origin of this tomb became confusing.

"Roar!"

Just when Wu Zhao and the others couldn't figure it out, a hoarse growl resounded through the air, causing them to look up quickly in shock. When they saw this, they froze immediately.

I saw that the corpse puppet had already opened its eyes, and a red light like will-o'-the-wisp flickered in his eyes, and that gloomy gaze made one feel like falling into an ice cave.

boom!

Wang Zhan's eyes narrowed, and his whole body exploded with momentum, standing in front of Wu Zhao and the other two, staring at the corpse puppet solemnly.

"Those who trespass...and ban... will die!"

A stiff voice came out from the corpse puppet's mouth, and then he roared up to the sky, the sound shook all directions, and a terrifying cold air suddenly rose from him.

Negative energy such as fierceness and resentment intertwined and lingered on his body, forming an extremely evil aura.

boom!

As soon as he moved his footsteps, his whole body appeared in front of Wang Zhan in an instant like a change of shape. Those thick palms grabbed at Wang Zhan fiercely. His nails were three inches long and were gray-white. Under the light of the light, it reflects a metallic luster, which is extremely sharp!

Wang Zhan's face was solemn, and he frantically mobilized the power of the six holy grades. His left hand was Kongming Fist, and his right hand was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, fiercely bombarding those two sharp palm prints.

"Boom!"

The deafening collision sound resounded throughout the space, with Wang Zhan and the corpse puppet as the center, an invisible force rushed towards all directions, and the tyrannical fluctuation made both Wu Zhao and Di Rong slightly change their expressions. Hastily retreated.

"cough!"

The terrifying shock force made Wang Zhan spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he couldn't stop backing away.

If it weren't for his body, which had already been tempered by the six holy spirits to become incomparably strong, far surpassing those of the same realm, this palm alone would have been enough to make him fall apart.

What really made Wang Zhan uncomfortable was the cold and evil intent that was oppressed from the corpse puppet's palm, and this evil intent continuously poured into his body and invaded his will.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Wu Zhao and the two not far away changed their expressions, and exclaimed worriedly, bursting out with power, and wanted to rush towards Wang Zhan, and together with Wang Zhan resist this corpse puppet.

"Don't come here! This old man can handle it!"

However, Wang Zhan's harsh words made Wu Zhao and the others stop abruptly. They believed in Wang Zhan, but they couldn't hide the worry on their faces.

If Wu Zhao's cultivation reached the realm of the ancient sages, then Wang Zhan would be happy to ask them to help, but one of them is at the peak of the heavenly sage, and the other is only at the middle stage of becoming a sage. One palm, I'm afraid it will be gone immediately.

This corpse puppet was originally refined from the corpse of the Holy Emperor.

Even after the death of the Holy Emperor, the physical body has degenerated, but after being blessed by the puppet pattern, the sturdiness of this corpse puppet is not much weaker than that of the Holy Emperor.

The current condition of this corpse is equivalent to a body cultivator whose cultivation base is only holy, but whose physical strength is almost as strong as that of the holy emperor. The power of the holy is not a big threat to Wang Zhan. What is really scary is his physical body. Power.

"Roar!"

The corpse puppet seemed even more annoyed when the blow failed. He stomped on the ground, and the whole platform shook suddenly. He rushed out and appeared in front of Wang Zhan in the blink of an eye. go.

"Frost-walking ice-breaking palm!"

Wang Zhan's face was calm, without any panic, he directly slapped out the palm, and endless cold air condensed out, like a glacier, surging towards the corpse puppet.

"One qi transforms three cleans!"

That palm was just a false move used by Wang Zhan to slow down the speed of the corpse puppet, this qi transforming three cleansing is his real ultimate move!

Wang Zhan held the Blood-devouring Demon Sword, and with a shake of his body, he separated into three dharma bodies, which surrounded the corpse puppet in the three directions of heaven, earth, and man, and majestic power surged out from the three dharma bodies , suppressed the corpse puppet fiercely, so that he could not break free from the encirclement.

"Roar!"

The surrounded corpse puppets roared up to the sky, the red lights in their eyes soared, and they kept struggling, and the powerful struggling force made Wang Zhan's face serious, he didn't dare to neglect any more, and displayed his final killing move.

"Sentimental Heaven and Earth Sword Twenty-Three!"

"Twenty-three Swords of Heaven and Earth!"

"Twenty-three swords of six exterminations!"

The majestic sword intent burst out from the three dharma bodies, and the three different sword intents criss-crossed in the void, pressing down on the corpse puppet like stars in the sky.

hum!

Wang Zhan's face became fierce, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which stained the three sword intents, causing the three intertwined sword intents to merge strangely and evolve into the supreme swordsmanship.

"boom!"

This supreme sword way, as soon as it is formed, is filled with a power that destroys the sky and the earth. The vast power that surges from the three dharma bodies continuously pours into the supreme sword way.

At this moment, the Supreme Sword Dao was completely formed, turned into a boundless sword light, was pushed out by Wang Zhan with both hands, and slashed down towards the corpse puppet.

The sword qi gleaming with the cold light of the moon, like a flood, squeezed the entire void and fell directly.

"Boom!"

The endless sword energy collided with the corpse puppet, and a terrible blow broke out. With the corpse puppet as the center, the land with a radius of ten miles seemed to have turned into a sword field, and the sky filled with sword energy was like a long river of swords. Like, with an invincible force, he kept bombarding the corpse puppet.

Such a shocking scene left Wu Zhao and Di Rong dumbfounded, and turbulent waves set off in their hearts.

They still underestimated the combat power of the old man. With the exception of the corpse puppet, who can stop such a terrifying move?