The Miracle Throne
Chapter 76's
There are still many treasures in this old tomb waiting for me to take. Yang Kun shook the bell in his hand and the corpses that stood like statues began to move, their eyes shining green, burning like ghostly flames, “I have no time to waste time with you!”
There were a total of 100 black Yin Corpses.
What a terrifying battle power!
The bronze masked old man, Yun Yao, Flame Ghost, Ice Demon, and Cai Die, their faces all turned ugly.
It's bad!
What do they have to do?
No matter what they did, it would be a dead end, could they really pass the Three Thousand Floating Coffins?
Yang Kun loudly roared, “Brother Qu, Brother Hey, let's start!”
Hey, hey, hey. Black demon flames surged from Qu Yun's body, an eye-shaped source spirit was released, once the devil's eyes opened, an invisible spiritual force covered them, “You can calm down now, Fantasy Devil's Eyes!”
They all felt their bodies trembling.
A cold chill blew, a hundred ghostly cries rang out as countless terrifying green-fanged ghosts emerged from thin air, each holding a trident looking for a living being.
The dai! The bronze masked old man shouted, it sounded loud and clear like the roar of a ferocious beast, spreading a spiritual attack as he loudly shouted, This is just an illusion! Don't be surprised!
Yang Kun coldly snorted as he said, “The bronze mask seems to have some skills.”
Hou Chengyin did not say anything, but his eyes shone with a ferocious light. The monkey like Evil Breaking Beast mind connected with its master, its mouth opening as a dark mist started to come out.
The black fog was made from countless evil spirits that had been purified, it was a demon that was refined by the Evil Breaking Beast for 200 years.
The Evil Breaking Beast was truly worthy of being a strange beast of Heaven and Earth, not only was it strong against evil spirits, its strength was no weaker than an Awakened Soul Cultivator.
“Go!”
Chu Tian fired two talismans at this critical moment and a huge smokescreen erupted, instantly blocking Yang Kun's group's view.
Chu Tian stepped forward into the array of the Three Thousand Floating Coffin.
If they enter, they will die!
If they did not enter, they would still die!
Then he might as well take a chance!
The bronze masked old man, Yun Yao, and the others steeled their hearts and rushed after Chu Tian.
“Everyone doesn't make sloppy moves!” As soon as Yang Kun's sight was blocked by smoke, he shouted out loudly to the people beside him, There are Three Thousand Floating Coffin behind them, they have nowhere to run! We just need to guard this place, we can't give them a chance to escape!
The smoke lingered for a few seconds before disappearing.
Yang Kun looked at them, in a short time, they were already several kilometers away, they had already arrived at a cave on the cliff wall.
How did this happen?
Did the floating coffin array lose its power?
“Hahahaha!” Chu Tian stood at the entrance of the cave, he raised the Netherworld Sword while shouting, Wei, stupid giant, didn't you say you want the Netherworld Sword? Currently the Netherworld Sword is in Father's hands! Do not be afraid, come and take it!
Yang Kun exploded with rage, “Exterminate them!”
Dang, dang, dang!
The Soul Controller Bell sounded.
A hundred black Yin Corpses rushed to the cliff.
Qu Yun was someone who was an expert in arrays, he noticed that the Three Thousand Floating Corpse array had not faded, he quickly shouted, “Don't!”
Very late!
Yin's corpse had already rushed in.
Chu Tian's mouth smiled, “He's really an idiot!”
The whole cliff started to shake.
Hong!
Several coffins fell straight down, like swords ruthlessly piercing to the ground, a powerful force surging out from within, instantly smashing the coffin lid.
One by one, a bloodied human figure stood upright inside, a pair of eyes shining with a deep red color.
Yang Kun's body vibrates, “Monster Corpse Thousand Years!”
The Yin Corpse White Hair is the most basic type, next is the Yin Corpse Black Hair and lastly there is the Yin Corpse Red Hair.
The longest time it took to make a Red-Haired Yin Corpse was a thousand years, but what kind of concept was a thousand years? That was the life span of the entire clan!
The Yin Corpses were not living beings, in theory they could last forever, but after a thousand years, to be able to evolve into a Thousand Year Corpse Monster, for this kind of gigantic transformation, it was only after a thousand years, they should have a little bit of luck. .
The first important determining factor is location.
The energy distribution in the Continent was not uniform, the places were rich in spirit energy, rich in products, abundant in resources, these places could support large empires. The barren places in spirit energy, there was a scarcity of resources, it could only support a small kingdom.
The spirit vein of the Southern Summer Country was thin, it was unable to create a top existence in the Continent.
Not to mention the thousand-year-old Yin Corpse, even if it was ten thousand years old, he could forget about becoming a Corpse Monster.
This floating coffin was part of a gigantic array, each equipped with a Yin Qi Gathering Array, it was an excellent container for purifying corpses. When the Yin Corpse was stored in a floating coffin for a thousand years, it had a chance to evolve into a Thousand Year Yin Monster!
This Kun Yang really has no brain!
As long as you insult her a little, this idiot will obediently come forward!
“We have to go!”
Chu Tian did not wish to fight with the Corpse Monsters, they could not compare to the Spirit King, but they were not much weaker. With many Yin Monsters waking up at once, it would be bad for anyone!
Their group rushed to the cliff.
“Shoppers! Why!” Yang Kun became angry as he shouted, “Why nothing happened to them!”
Nothing happened to the group of bronze masked old men, but when Yang Kun entered, they triggered a line up and were instantly surrounded by some terrifying Thousand Year Old Corpse Monster!
Hurry with me!
“We have to kill them!”
Yang Kun hysterically roared!
“Ping, reward!”
Several loud noises rang out and the floating coffin broke apart, a thick blood red mist spewed out, like a giant red cloud, it instantly filled the entire area.
“Not good!”
“People Poison!”
Before some rest.
Their entire bodies, from head to toe, looked like they had just been skinned, they became terrifying corpses of blood.
Hiya!
The miserable scream of the cultivator immediately turned into a roar, his eyes filled with a ferocious red glow as spirit energy was released from his body, it was like a fire enveloping his body as he turned around to attack the people around him.
The Thousand Year Undead Monster Poison, not only killed people, but it could also trigger the spirit energy of a cultivator, letting them for a short time, become monsters that slaughtered humans.
“Things are useless!”
“Kill them all for me!”
Yang Kun shook the bell of the Soul Controller, Yin Corpses surged forward in waves, blocking the cultivators controlled by the Poison Corpse.
The Evil Breaking Beast let out a roar and black clouds covered the corpse of the poisonous cultivator, the corpse twitched and instantly corroded into a pile of dried meat.
“We have the advantage of numbers!”
“What will they do with fear!”
The Thousand Year Corpse Monster was extremely powerful, but they were unable to use their true strength in the ancient tomb! Kill it! Kill them for me!
The black Yin Corpses were like pieces of paper, they were instantly torn apart by the Corpse Monsters. The Body of the Corpse Monster was enveloped in a powerful Poison Corpse, anyone who touched it would die, no one dared to come closer.
Yang Kun angrily released his spirit energy, as a huge golden line appeared around him, like a three meter long giant golden arm.
The Golden Arm Source Spirit!
Yang Kun with his source spirit power, his strength increased by more than ten times when a fist was fired at the Corpse Monster.
“Battle Giant Spirit Power!”
A gigantic golden fist collided with the blood fog!
The blood fog was extremely corrosive, melting the golden fist into less than half.
But relying only on pure strength, Yang Kun had the advantage as the golden fist continued its path, spreading a blood mist in front of him, like a small meteor smashing into the chest of a Corpse Monster.
A terrifying power exploded and the ground split apart, an air burst exploded as the nearby Black Yin Corpse was blown up.
The corpse of the Monster crashed into the cliff like a meteor, leaving behind a giant hole!
It's really strong!
Since his cultivation technique focused on body refinement, so with his body strength promoting source spirits, even under the spirit energy seal, Yang Kun could still use most of his strength.
With Yang Kun's current condition, he could easily fight with a layer 1 or 2 Awakened Soul Cultivator!
You guys follow me!
“We will kill that damned bastard!”
Hou Chengyin's Evil Breaking Beast let out a black mist, covering the bodies of their group. Evil Breaking Beasts were the greatest enemies of evil beings, with the protection of Evil Breaking Beasts, the Corpse Monsters would not dare to approach.
With the Black Yin Corpse blocking the Corpse Monster, Yang Kun brought Qu Yu, Hou Chengyin, and the five Yang Zhan brothers to storm through the Three Thousand Floating Coffin.
While Yang Kun, Qu Yu, Hou Chengyin, and the five Yang Zhan brothers, these eight people chased after them.
Chu Tian, the bronze-masked old man, Yun Yao, Cai Die, and the others had entered the main hall within the huge hill.
The palace was not large and the floor was coated in black jade, flat which was smooth and extraordinary. In the main hall, next to a few pillars, it was completely empty, there were no ornamental decorations in sight and in every large pillar, there was a huge black chain wrapped around it.
Dozens of black chains gathered in the middle, sealing the huge black jade coffin!
The black jade coffin had a monstrous demonic figure carved into it, like it had been carved by a fine chisel.
A dozen large black chains sealed the coffin.
The King of Corpses must be lying inside!
The bronze masked old man found it hard to calm down.
The Corpse King was already this close, as long as he could obtain the corpse core of the Corpse King, then he would do great merit to the sect, he would be well rendered and enjoy basking in glory!
The black jade coffin gave a kind of intense nervous feeling to anyone nearby.
The dozen chains that sealed it, no matter how it looked, seemed like it was not a good sign.
Chu Tian had a kind of uncomfortable feeling, “Are you sure you want to wake the thing inside? Yang Kun could come here at any time, it would be quite difficult to deal with it with just us, if we awaken the Corpse King, isn't that a bad thing?
Since he hasn't entered yet, we still have a chance! The bronze masked old man did not even think about it before saying, This old man has suffered so much to find him, now that the King of Corpses is in my hands, how can I let him go? Fire Ghost, Ice Demon, break the seal!
“Ya!”
With multiple sounds “pa, pa, pa”.
The chain that sealed the black jade coffin was destroyed.
The entire main hall of the Corpse King began to tremble.
This old fool!
Why won't he listen?
You already know how terrifying the King of Corpses is!
Cai Die's face turned white, her heart filled with intense anxiety.
Chu Tian took out an Amulet for him, This Resting Amulet can hide your aura, it can guarantee your safety for now. This fight, you have to sit down.
Cai Die put on a bitter smiley face.
He understood the meaning of Chu Tian's words.
Cai Die was too weak, she would not help if she fought, rather she would be a nuisance to Chu Tian.
The trembling in the hall of the Corpse King became stronger, an intense, ancient evil aura slowly filled the air, the bronze masked old man stood 10 meters away from the black jade coffin, “Everything be prepared, get ready, I'll destroy the coffin!”
Chu Tia raised the Netherworld Sword and Yun Yao gripped the Thunder Spirit Bead.
“Dia!”
The bronze-masked old man roared softly as black spirit energy condensed, a crescent-shaped demonic sword suddenly appearing above his head. The source spirit of the bronze masked old man was this strange crescent demon sword.
“Cutting!”
The bronze-masked old man's hand was covered together and he swung it down, the crescent moon demon sword followed, leaving behind a streak of black light, falling onto the black jade coffin.
A loud voice sounded.
And at this moment, it was as if time had stopped.