Chapter 514: Kneel Down

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The Corpse King "rebelled", making a secret attack, and the crowd was shocked.

Even more shocked than Yang Jishan and the others was Lu Chengyun himself.

His chest was penetrated by the zombie's sharp claws, blood flowed like a river, and the corpse poison mixed with the blood, flowing into his meridians and attacking his internal organs and heart.

His hands and limbs gradually stopped obeying his commands.

His consciousness also became somewhat blurry, and a surge of bloodthirsty desire gradually covered his reason.

The Copper Corpse's corpse poison came fiercely and took effect extremely quickly.

Lu Chengyun endured the severe pain, struck back at the Corpse King with a backhand palm.

The Corpse King's sharp claws were pulled out from Lu Chengyun's back, and several streams of blood spurted out, splashing on the ground and gradually turning green.

Lu Chengyun's hands trembled, and he immediately took out a pile of bottles and jars from his storage bag. Pills to stop bleeding, cure corpse poison, restore spiritual energy... no matter what kind of pill, he stuffed them all into his mouth at once.

Refine corpse cultivators are companions with corpses, they will often be contaminated with corpse poison, and also need to guard against corpse transformation, so they always carry a lot of pills.

Lu Chengyun was no exception.

After taking the pills, he temporarily suppressed the corpse poison, and his pale face also looked a bit better.

Meanwhile, the Corpse King just stayed three zhang away, silent and not speaking, still wearing a "loyal and devoted" expression.

It seemed as if it was not the one who had just made a secret attack.

Lu Chengyun tried to control the Corpse King, but found that the Corpse King was still under his control, without the slightest abnormality.

But having just almost died at the hands of the Corpse King, if he now felt that the Corpse King was fine, then he was the one with a problem.

Lu Chengyun was both shocked and angry, looking around and roaring:

"Who is controlling my Corpse King?!"

Yang Jishan and the others all changed expressions.

There is still someone who can control the Corpse King?!

This person can actually control the Corpse King and secretly attack Lu Chengyun?

Who is this person?

Perhaps it's the black hand behind the scenes who just set up the plan to nourish the Dao evil?

Everyone gripped the knives and guns tightly in their hands, activated their spiritual tools, pinched magic formulas, guarded their expressions, but cold sweat involuntarily seeped out from their backs.

But the surroundings were empty.

No one responded.

Only the sound of suppressed breathing from the cultivators and the low roars of the zombies.

Lu Chengyun's anger grew heavier, and the coldness in his heart grew deeper.

"The Corpse King is mine!"

"Only by me, and only can be controlled by me alone!"

"In this world, the only person who can dominate is me!"

But why?

Why would the Corpse King act arbitrarily and attack him?

Lu Chengyun's gaze was shocked and fearful, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Besides himself, who else could dominate the Corpse King?

The only person who could have tampered with the Corpse King was Zhang Quan.

But Zhang Quan had already been killed by him, his corpse was also refined into a zombie, and in the previous battle, he fought for him and was chopped to death by the Dao soldiers, leaving no bones.

Besides Zhang Quan, who else could there be?

And what means could be used to control the Corpse King?

Lu Chengyun thought hard, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't figure out who could, under his nose, hide from himself and Zhang Quan, override his Ling Shu evil array and Zhang Quan's corpse control method, and quietly dominate the Corpse King?

Ling Shu evil array...

Lu Chengyun's heart trembled, and he quickly looked towards the Corpse King's chest.

He saw that on the Corpse King's chest, outside the bloody evil array, there were still faint blue patterns emanating.

These patterns were quite familiar to Lu Chengyun, similar to the evil patterns but with a completely different aura.

Pure positive, mysterious, profound...

Lu Chengyun took a breath of cold air.

"Ling Shu array?!"

Spiritual power as the core, Qi pure and positive.

This is indeed, a true Ling Shu absolute array, comprehending the mysteries of the array, using spiritual power, drawn out in a grand and positive manner!

Lu Chengyun's eyes revealed shock and fear.

There is actually someone in this world who can set up a true Ling Shu absolute array?

Moreover, they even used this orthodox Ling Shu absolute array to override his Ling Shu evil array?!

"No, impossible..."

Lu Chengyun was distraught and mumbled.

Suddenly, a shocking guess floated in his mind:

Small Ling Yin Sect!

It's Small Ling Yin Sect!

"I killed my master and betrayed my ancestors, causing the sect to fall, severing the inheritance of Small Ling Yin Sect, and even dug up the sect tombs of Small Ling Yin Sect, stealing the corpses of past generations of elders to refine corpses..."

"They must have known about it in the underworld and are making me pay for my blood debt!"

"Yes, this Ling Shu array is the ultimate technique of Small Ling Yin Sect, only the predecessors of Small Ling Yin Sect can learn it, it must be so, it must be so..."

Lu Chengyun's expression was shocked and flustered, and he swore towards the sky:

"Senior predecessors, for the sake of me once being a disciple of Small Ling Yin Sect, spare this junior's life!"

"I didn't do it intentionally, I also had no choice..."

"My master, although he had an upright Dao appearance, he said he wanted to inherit the array, but he always only taught some shallow things, only letting us learn more and practice more, wasting time..."

"For ultimate techniques like the Ling Shu array, he was greedy and selfish, keeping it to himself."

"I begged him for a long time, but he wouldn't teach me. I had no other way, so I killed him and obtained this array..."

"I also worked hard! I also did it for the inheritance of Small Ling Yin Sect!"

"This array was in my master's hands, like a bright pearl covered in dust, a waste of heavenly treasures. Only by me learning it can this array be fully utilized and benefit the world!"

"It can let the world know the wonders of my Small Ling Yin Sect array!"

Yang Jishan and the others only now understood the hidden emotions within, and the gaze they looked at Lu Chengyun with was full of contempt.

Betraying master and destroying ancestors, stealing inheritance, digging up sect tombs, profaning ancestor masters, these are all great taboos in the cultivation world.

Lu Chengyun, this person, even ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for his sins!

The Corpse King still didn't move.

But just at this moment, two Iron Corpse beside Lu Chengyun suddenly attacked.

Their sharp claws were like swords, one cutting towards Lu Chengyun's head from left to right, and the other going straight for Lu Chengyun's heart from right to left.

Their moves were ruthless and precise in timing.

Lu Chengyun at this time had all his attention on the Ling Shu array on the Corpse King's chest, and because he had a guilty conscience and was afraid, he was repenting to the sky, so he was somewhat caught off guard.

But the strength of the Iron Corpse, after all, was somewhat inferior to the half-Copper Corpse-ized Corpse King, and their moves were also a few points slower, giving Lu Chengyun a chance to escape.

Feeling the danger, he immediately twisted his body, dodged the claw aimed at his heart, then lowered his head and dodged the move aimed at his head.

But even so, his hair ornament was still cut off.

Lu Chengyun's hair was dishevelled, looking utterly pathetic.

He looked at the two Iron Corpse, his expression was shocked and fearful, he repeatedly retreated, and begged:

"Two senior elders, spare my life!"

These two Iron Corpse were originally elders of Small Ling Yin Sect before their deaths.

After death, he dug up their graves and refined them into zombies.

Lu Chengyun thought it was the predecessors of Small Ling Yin Sect coming to demand his life, so he was extremely shocked and fearful.

But subsequently, his heart jumped, and he discovered that something was wrong.

Vaguely, he could feel a spiritual sense, centered on the Corpse King, leading these two Iron Corpse!

This spiritual sense was very deep, very hidden, and moreover, it revealed some familiarity.

"Someone is playing tricks, wanting to take the opportunity to kill me!"

Lu Chengyun's gaze turned cold, he tracked this spiritual sense, then his spiritual sense moved, a stern look flashed, and he suddenly chopped out a sword Qi, going straight for the empty ground beside Yang Jishan.

Just as the sword Qi was about to strike the ground.

A young man in white clothes holding a long gun suddenly appeared, stood with his gun held horizontally, his aura rising violently, blocking this attack and also neutralizing this sword Qi.

This young man in white clothes was none other than Bai Zisheng.

Lu Chengyun was secretly shocked.

A cultivator in the Refine Qi stage actually blocked his sword as a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

While Bai Zisheng retreated, a small figure also appeared behind him.

His eyebrows were like a painting, and his eyes were as bright as star splendor.

It was Mo Hua.

Lu Chengyun was startled, and then his expression suddenly changed:

"You're not dead?!"

Mo Hua squinted and smiled, but didn't answer.

Lu Chengyun's gaze flashed, and then his expression suddenly changed with shock, and he lost his voice:

"Could it be you?"

"You controlled my Corpse King?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jishan and the others were all greatly shocked, looking at Mo Hua with disbelief.

Mo Hua, however, shook his head and corrected: "It's not 'your' Corpse King."

Then he gripped his small hand, and the array patterns on the Corpse King's chest suddenly brightened, extending out faint blue spiritual threads, gradually spreading to the Corpse King's entire body.

"Now, it's my Corpse King!"

Lu Chengyun's expression was shocked and fearful, "No!"

He immediately focused all his attention, using all his strength to urge the Ling Shu evil array, determined to contend for control of the Corpse King at all costs.

On the Corpse King's chest, blood-colored array patterns appeared.

The red evil force, like blood threads, also spread outwards, entwining with the faint blue spiritual threads, strangling each other, constantly being born and extinguished.

The Corpse King also struggled repeatedly between the red and blue threads, roaring ferociously.

On its chest, the two-color array patterns, good and evil opposed, light and dark alternated.

In an instant, the blood threads were suppressed by the spiritual threads and scattered section by section.

The evil array on the Corpse King's chest also gradually dimmed.

Cold sweat broke out on Lu Chengyun's forehead, and he gradually felt his spiritual sense unable to support, urging the Ling Shu evil array, transforming into evil force blood threads, also gradually becoming weak and powerless.

While those spiritual power threads were still continuous, filled with vigorous divine thought force!

Lu Chengyun only felt unbelievable.

He realized a terrifying fact:

Mo Hua, this little ghost, is not only proficient in the Ling Shu array, and his array level is far higher than his own, even his spiritual sense has a crushing momentum against him!

How is this possible?!

He is only in the Refine Qi eighth layer!!

He watched his Corpse King gradually detach from his control.

Lu Chengyun's heart ached and was filled with shock and fear, he angrily stared at Mo Hua, gritting his teeth and asking:

"When did you learn the Ling Shu array?!"

Mo Hua, while controlling the Corpse King, said with a puzzled expression: "Didn't you teach it to me?"

Lu Chengyun was startled.

Mo Hua said with an innocent face:

"Did you forget? The Ling Shu array diagram, you gave it to me to look at, and you even drew it several times in front of me, I just looked at it and learned..."

Lu Chengyun lost his voice and roared: "Impossible!!"

"Impossible!"

His expression was close to madness.

"This is the Ling Shu array, it's a first-grade twelve-pattern absolute array!"

"I spent nearly a hundred years researching day and night, going through countless hardships, and still had to borrow evil means, using human bones, dipping in human blood, drawing on human skin, only then could I learn this array..."

"You just looked at it a few times and learned it?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Lu Chengyun's eyes were red, his mind was not in place, and even his Dao heart faintly showed signs of breaking.

Mo Hua immediately gave Bai Zisheng a look.

Bai Zisheng instantly understood, his body moved, his gun like a gale, going straight for Lu Chengyun's chest.

Because the Corpse King was being controlled, the surrounding Iron Corpse didn't move.

Lu Chengyun's Dao heart fluctuated, his emotions were abnormal, he didn't even realize Bai Zisheng's sneak attack, and was poked in the chest by this gun.

However, Bai Zisheng was only in the Refine Qi stage after all, while Lu Chengyun still had Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Although this gun was swift and fierce, it only broke Lu Chengyun's skin, didn't stab through, and was even less likely to stab him to death.

Lu Chengyun spat out a mouthful of blood, retreated several steps, and immediately came back to his senses.

He wanted to escape!

The Corpse King he relied on was soon to be someone else's.

If he didn't escape now, he might really die here.

Lu Chengyun displayed his body technique, dodged Bai Zisheng's gun technique, and simultaneously retreated backwards.

Although Bai Zisheng was in the Refine Qi stage, his cultivation was deep, and his Dao law was sharp.

Lu Chengyun was severely injured, and was surrounded by strong enemies, and the Corpse King was also about to "rebel", so he could only be chased and killed by Bai Zisheng, fleeing in a pathetic state among the pile-like Iron Corpse.

The surrounding cultivators were unclear about the situation and for a while didn't know what to do.

Yang Jishan's expression also slightly darkened.

He also began to not understand.

The person secretly controlling the Corpse King is actually Mo Hua??

This little cultivator is the black hand behind the scenes?

Is he the one who laid out the plan to refine the Dao evil?

How is this possible?

But if not, how could he override Lu Chengyun and dominate the Corpse King to "rebel"?

What is his identity?

Is he a disciple of a righteous path high person, or... a demon path holy child?

Yang Jishan's heart also gradually turned cold, and his expression became more hesitant.

Meanwhile, Lu Chengyun was still fleeing, his body technique was not bad, and in a short time, Bai Zisheng could not do anything to him.

For a time, the scene was somewhat deadlocked.

Then at this moment, behind Lu Chengyun, the yin qi grew heavy.

On his chest, the Corpse King, whose chest had completely transformed into the shape of the faint blue Ling Shu array pattern, suddenly appeared behind him, his sharp claws like the wind, gripping Lu Chengyun's back neck.

The sharp long fingernails held Lu Chengyun tightly.

Lu Chengyun's expression was shocked and flustered, but he couldn't struggle free.

The Corpse King had completely lost control.

No, it was he who had lost control of the Corpse King.

The Corpse King was completely controlled by Mo Hua!

After Mo Hua controlled the Corpse King and grabbed Lu Chengyun, he immediately said:

"Senior brother, kill him!"

Just as Bai Zisheng was about to act, Yang Jishan came back to his senses, his expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly said:

"Don't!"

The withered thin old man also hurriedly said: "Cannot kill!"

Bai Zisheng hesitated slightly, looking at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's gaze turned cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"Kill!"

Between the Dao Court cultivators and Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng naturally listened to his little junior brother.

Lu Chengyun was locked by the Corpse King, it was a rare opportunity, so he naturally wanted to use all his strength and stab this scum Lu Chengyun to death with one gun!

Bai Zisheng held his gun horizontally and accumulated power, his aura rising.

"Stop him!"

Yang Jishan said, and then took the lead to act, wanting to stop Bai Zisheng.

Now the situation was unclear, and Lu Chengyun could not die yet.

If he died, the Corpse King would lose control, the Dao evil would revive, and everything would be over.

The withered thin old man also took out copper coins, but before he could act, his expression suddenly changed.

Yang Jishan on the side also stopped his steps, his gaze delayed.

In front of them, Bai Zisheng's aura was constantly rising, his spiritual power howled, and there was actually the faint sound of a dragon's roar.

And on his long gun, a very majestic cyan dragon virtual shadow condensed!

The withered thin old man said in a trembling voice: "Return Dragon Gun Method?!"

Everyone who heard the words was shocked.

"From Dragon Method..."

"Is it the Qian State... that ten thousand-year big clan, the Bai family?!"

The prestige of the cyan dragon virtual shadow, as well as the mention of the Qian State Bai family, made these Foundation Establishment cultivators all feel a sense of fear, their hands and feet at a loss.

Mo Hua also opened his mouth.

Bai Zisheng was dressed in white, his gaze was like a sword, the cyan dragon virtual shadow swam around his body, majestic and heroic.

He hadn't expected that his senior brother could also be so handsome...

As the momentum of the Return Dragon Gun accumulated, Bai Zisheng's surrounding spiritual power rose violently.

Then truly, man and gun became one, the gun came out like a dragon, and his entire person transformed into a dragon shadow, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon's roar, howling out.

This gun almost exhausted all of Bai Zisheng's spiritual power, and its power was terrifying.

In Lu Chengyun's extremely shocked and fearful gaze, one gun pierced his chest.

The spiritual power containing dragon prestige shocked his meridians and internal organs, completely strangling Lu Chengyun's life force point by point!

The traitor of Small Ling Yin Sect.

The head of the Lu family in South Yue City.

The chief culprit who killed people, set up arrays, refined corpses, and built the Corpse Mine, perished just like this!

The entire grave mountain quieted down.

Dozens of Iron Corpse, and ten thousand Walking Corpse, also had their aura decline and did not move.

After dozens of breaths, there was no change, and Yang Jishan just gasped for breath.

From the appearance of Mo Hua, shocking events have been frequent.

His heart had been pounding up and down several times in less than an hour.

Lu Chengyun was dead, and the zombies didn't move.

This was a good thing...

While using all his strength to urge the Return Dragon Gun to kill Lu Chengyun, Bai Zisheng was also somewhat exhausted, his face slightly pale, but his expression was very excited, and he was still somewhat proud.

Bai Zixi was somewhat helpless, shook her head, took out a pill from the phoenix pattern storage bag, handed it to Bai Zisheng, and let him take it to adjust his breath.

Mo Hua on the side had a calm expression, and suddenly frowned.

Yang Jishan hesitated, just about to say something to Mo Hua, and also suddenly changed his expression.

In the quiet grave mountain, the sound of chewing suddenly echoed.

This sound was strange and sinister.

Everyone followed the sound and looked, only to discover a scene that made their hair stand on end:

Lu Chengyun, who had been killed by Bai Zisheng, was being gnawed and eaten by the Corpse King!

As if afraid of being discovered, the Corpse King ate extremely fast, big mouthfuls, eating with great relish. In just a moment, he swallowed Lu Chengyun whole!

His mouth and chest were full of dripping blood and flesh.

The redness in his eyes became more and more intense, and among the red, the dark gold color also became more obvious.

The withered thin old man's face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice:

"The Corpse King... eating its master, this is, the Dao evil is waking up?"

The crowd was terrified, and a great fear was born in their hearts.

At the same time, the Corpse King's aura suddenly became terrifying, and there was still a trace of distorted Dao connotation, if present, if not.

Yang Jishan said in a stern voice:

"Everyone, use all your strength, kill it before it wakes up!"

A surge of spiritual power rose from the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Or magic, or spiritual tools, or talismans, various means were used together, doing their best to strangle the Corpse evil in its cradle!

Above the grave mountain, the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment cultivators of various colors intertwined, and the aura was immense.

But these attacks, just as they were about to attack the Corpse King, were all blocked by the Iron Corpse.

These Iron Corpse were fearless of death and guarded the Corpse King.

And the originally quiet corpse group violently moved again, their eyes red, roaring, disregarding everything, pouncing and killing towards the cultivators, as if not allowing anyone to offend their "king"!

Above the grave mountain, in an instant, it fell into a more intense life and death battle.

Bai Zisheng held his long gun in his hand, still wanting to fight again, but was stopped by Bai Zixi.

Bai Zixi brought Bai Zisheng to Mo Hua's side, stood in front of the two of them, pinched a sword formula with her slender white fingers, condensed into streaks of sword light, and the sword burned with crystalline white fire, protecting the three people on her side.

The surrounding zombies, as long as they touched the sword light, were all burned by the white fire.

Mo Hua then looked at the Corpse King from a distance.

The Corpse King's aura was increasing bit by bit, and the distorted Dao connotation on its body was also getting deeper and deeper.

Mo Hua's gaze slightly narrowed, and he drew a Thick Earth array at his feet, closed his eyes and meditated, communicating with something with his spiritual sense.

Batch after batch of Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed towards the Corpse King.

But again and again, they were blocked by the Iron Corpse.

Yang Jishan's face was pale, and his heart was burning with anxiety.

The Corpse King was gradually waking up and transforming into a Dao evil.

If they didn't kill the Corpse King, everyone would die!

The borders of the Small Wasteland State would also be devastated.

Yang Jishan picked up the Setting Sun Gun, took a spiritual recovery pill, and then took a Great Return pill, using his last bit of spiritual power, re-activating the Setting Sun Gun.

This gun also had a shocking prestige.

The fire light condensed, and the gun was like a fierce sun.

Yang Jishan couldn't reach the Corpse King, he just used his strength to throw it, and the long gun turned into a long rainbow, raising a fierce flame, killing towards the Corpse King.

But this gun was also blocked by the Iron Corpse with their bodies. Although it finally reached the Corpse King, it was grabbed by the Corpse King with one hand.

The Corpse King twisted, the Setting Sun Gun was broken, and its skin and flesh instantly transformed into an ancient copper color.

Then the Corpse King raised its head and roared.

Corpse qi rushed into the sky, covering the sky and hiding the sun.

The sky's edge faintly showed a blood red color.

This sound was like a command.

At this moment, not only the entire grave mountain, along with the mine, even all the zombies in the entire South Yue City area, as if they had heard a command, gathered towards the Corpse King, as if wanting to pay homage to their "king"!

Yang Jishan felt as if he had fallen into an ice prison.

All the cultivators also had their scalps tingling.

Quite a few people showed despair.

The withered thin old man said: "Commander Yang, let's think of a way to break out first, as many as can live!"

Yang Jishan bit his teeth tightly, and said helplessly: "Okay!"

But he also knew that under the Corpse King's command of the corpse tide, even if they escaped, they would not be able to escape.

This was just a slim chance of survival.

But if they didn't escape, there wouldn't even be a slim chance of survival.

The group of cultivators retreated under the cover of the Dao soldiers, while Mo Hua still stood in the original place.

Yang Jishan saw the situation and immediately shouted: "Little brother!"

He wanted to shout for Mo Hua to escape, but in that moment, Mo Hua was already heavily surrounded by Iron Corpse.

Yang Jishan wanted to save him, but couldn't.

Yang Jishan was very anxious, but then, he was startled again.

He discovered that the Iron Corpse just surrounded Mo Hua, but didn't dare to approach him.

Bai Zixi stood in front of Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng, her expression calm, but her gaze was still somewhat heavy.

Then at this moment, Mo Hua opened his eyes, took a step forward, and blocked his little senior brother and little senior sister behind him.

As Mo Hua walked forward, the Iron Corpse actually showed shock and fear, and retreated one after another.

In their instincts, there was fear, there was the fear of being dominated.

The Corpse King was their "king".

And now Lu Chengyun was dead.

Mo Hua was the only one who could control the Corpse King, he was the king of kings!

The group of corpses slightly calmed down.

The cultivators got a moment to breathe.

Meanwhile, passing through the group of corpses, the Corpse King's majestic and ferocious gaze stared at Mo Hua.

It had not yet become a Dao evil.

Because it had not truly "eaten its master".

Lu Chengyun was its master, but he was never truly its master.

Its true master was this little cultivator!

Having a master of a master doesn't count as a master.

Having a king of a king doesn't count as a king.

Only by eating this little cultivator could it be considered truly eating its master, truly breaking its shackles, detaching from the fetters of the heavenly path, becoming the unique "Corpse King", becoming the "Dao evil" that devours heaven and earth!

It would turn this side of the world into a bloody purgatory!

In the Corpse King's eyes, the blood color suddenly surged, turning into a bloody light, going straight for Mo Hua.

The crowd was greatly shocked, and Yang Jishan's expression also changed greatly, "Not good!"

Meanwhile, Mo Hua's expression was calm, his gaze was like a sword, and he pointed his small hand forward.

The Corpse King's rushing body suddenly stopped!

On its chest, countless spiritual threads suddenly bloomed, like silk, weaving outwards, suppressing the Corpse King's corpse qi, pulling the Corpse King's body.

In the Corpse King's eyes, there was no majesty, only violence and unwillingness.

It resisted with force, and the blood qi grew stronger.

The corpse qi became more prosperous, the gray-white mixed with blood-colored corpse qi, surging layer by layer.

At the same time, the twisted Dao connotation spread.

Feeling this trace of aura, all the cultivators felt their hearts tremble, as if there was a layer of cold spiritual thought staring at them, wiping out their will, making them submit.

This twisted Dao connotation also covered Mo Hua's body.

Mo Hua's heart slightly moved.

This trace of aura was very familiar.

In the beginning, on the body of the big demon in Tong Xian City, there was also a similar aura.

It was just that at that time, he knew nothing about Dao connotation and couldn't distinguish the essence of this aura.

Now he understood.

This was the aura of Dao evil, it was twisted, evil-transformed Dao connotation.

Because it contained evil-transformed Dao connotation, these disaster evils were called Dao evil.

Mo Hua understood in his heart, and at the same time began to borrow the Thick Earth array, communicating with the earth Dao connotation.

The earth is not peaceful in one, it is for the corpse.

The aura of the corpse originates from the earth, but it is also full of bloodthirst, hatred and resentment.

Mo Hua wanted to borrow the earth Dao connotation to suppress the Corpse King's aura.

The earth is positioned as Kun, carrying things with profound virtue.

Perhaps it is the will of the earth, also not wanting to see the breeding of Dao evil.

The great earth Dao connotation that Mo Hua communicated with this time was extremely strong, although it still couldn't compare with the time he viewed the Dao stele, it was enough to suppress the half-step Dao evil Corpse King.

The Dao evil aura was offset.

Mo Hua focused all his attention.

The thirteen-pattern peak spiritual sense ran to the extreme.

On the Ling Shu array, ten thousand spiritual threads bloomed, like epiphyllum blooming, densely packed, thread by thread, completely strangling, suppressing, infiltrating, refining, suturing, and dominating the corpse qi point by point...

The Corpse King resisted with force, his gaze was cruel, his blood and flesh were torn and damaged by the spiritual threads, while regenerating...

The deadlock lasted for an unknown amount of time.

Mo Hua's eyes suddenly changed, the light in his pupils greatly surged, his voice was clear and crisp, but full of majesty, he shouted:

"Evil beast!"

"Kneel down!!"

The Corpse King was completely unwilling, roaring with all its might.

But its body was still pulled and dragged by the ten thousand spiritual threads, trembling, slowly kneeling down.

Every point it knelt down, the mountain rocks on the ground cracked one point!

The entire grave mountain trembled for it!

Ten thousand zombies also roared unwillingly with red eyes.

The entire South Yue City, all over the mountains and plains, was filled with the roars of corpses, as if it had fallen into the Avici hell, with a hundred ghosts wailing.

The group of corpses formed a tide, and the corpse qi surged.

Mo Hua's gaze was calm, his small figure stood still.

He still used his divine thought force to urge the Ling Shu array, dominating the Corpse King point by point.

The Corpse King was pulled by countless spiritual threads, and suppressed by the majestic earth Dao connotation.

The Corpse King, despite not bending and struggling, ultimately, still knelt on the ground!

The ferocious and terrifying clamor between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

The group of corpses quieted down.

The shocked crowd raised their heads to look.

Then they saw above the grave mountain, under the blood-colored corpse qi covering the sky.

The majestic and huge Corpse King, half-kneeling in front of the small figure of Mo Hua.

As the Corpse King knelt down.

The violent aura of the group of corpses also gradually retreated.

Dozens of Iron Corpse, the blood color in their eyes retreated, revealing expressions of respect and fear, slowly kneeling towards Mo Hua.

Subsequently, it was all the Walking Corpse in the entire South Yue City, all over the mountains and plains, bowing in submission, also prostrating towards Mo Hua one after another.

The Corpse King knelt, the Iron Corpse submitted, and ten thousand corpses paid homage!

All the cultivators were speechless with shock and fear.

The withered thin old man, who was familiar with the heaven machine algorithm, was even more so with his Dao heart trembling.

He saw a scene that he had never imagined in this life, let alone dared to imagine:

The calamity fetus of the Dao evil actually knelt down towards a small child...

Finished writing this section in one go, so no broken chapters.

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