Chapter 289 The Great Corpse God

Soon, Long Teng no longer dwelled on this issue.

Whether or not there is an expert outside the world is not something he should consider at this moment.

The ninth-level monster Corpse Demon in front of him has not been killed yet, so he cannot be distracted and think about other things.

The battle continues.

All the 100,000 Nascent Soul cultivators present saw hope.

Once the black light in the sky shatters, they will definitely be able to defeat the corpse demon!

The corpse demon is not invincible.

The performance of such a scene made the uneasy hearts of the audience watching the live broadcast finally relax.

The darkness was about to leave them.

The light is destined to come.

Pearl City, Lu Family Villa.

The faces of brother and sister Lu Xingwen and Lu Qingxin showed genuine joy.

Especially Lu Xingwen smiled brightly.

"Let me just say, when everyone adds fuel, the flames will rise. As long as everyone is willing to unite, what does a mere corpse demon mean?"

Hearing this, Lu Qingxin rolled her eyes angrily.

She had seen how panicked her brother was before, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was in a state of confusion.

However, she couldn't help but think about a question in her heart.

The black light all over the sky wants to be blown away and destroyed, which is definitely not an easy task.

But why did one hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators destroy it in one move?

This is somewhat unreasonable.

Although she is weak, she can still see that the Corpse Demon is in a completely crushing situation when facing a hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators.

As long as the corpse demon is willing.

With just one thought, one hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators might die on the spot.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there must be something weird in it.

"rustle!"

The sound of slow footsteps suddenly sounded in her ears.

She looked up and saw that it was not Zhao Yu who had suddenly left just now.

"Zhao Yu, where did you go just now?"

Lu Qingxin asked a question subconsciously, either out of curiosity or for other reasons.

"Sister, where else can he go? It must be to go to the toilet. Look at the water stains on his hands. Do you still need to ask such a simple question?"

Lu Xingwen felt that his sister had become less clever and seemed to have become stupid.

Lu Qingxin shook her head instinctively. She felt that Zhao Yu must not have gone to the toilet.

Looking at Shang Lu Qingxin's curious and doubtful eyes, Zhao Yu had no intention of hiding it, because even if he told the truth, there was no way that these two people would believe it.

"Did you see the black light that filled the sky just now?"

Zhao Yu looked calm and spoke unhurriedly.

Lu Qingxin and Lu Xingwen nodded heavily subconsciously.

Of course they saw it.

The sky-wide black light shrouded the sky above Mingzhu City, making the entire sky of Dragon Kingdom extremely dark.

Thinking about it, it is really scary and shuddering.

"I saw it."

Lu Qingxin's red lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft, which sounded especially beautiful, like an oriole emerging from the valley.

"I just went and completely destroyed the black light."

Zhao Yu looked serious.

For a moment, Lu Qing believed it, but when she thought about it carefully, Zhao Yu's words were really nonsense.

"Pfft!"

Lu Xingwen couldn't hold it back for a moment and burst out laughing.

He was laughing so hard.

"Zhao Yu, please stop making fun of us. We all saw that the black light in the sky was destroyed by the agreement of one hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators. It has nothing to do with you!"

Obviously, Lu Xingwen thought Zhao Yu was joking.

"really?"

Lu Qingxin was half-convinced and lived with Zhao Yu under the same roof for several days, but she could never figure out Zhao Yu.

At first, she thought that the other person was a prodigal like her brother, who spent money all day long without thinking about the future at all.

Available with contact.

Zhao Yu is not a prodigal, but a man who looks vaguely mysterious.

"It's more real than real gold, and I also killed a tenth-level monster."

Zhao Yu continued.

This natural disaster-level crisis has been brought under control because of his actions.

He believed that with the efforts of Long Teng and other 100,000 Nascent Soul cultivators.

That ninth-level monster, the zombie demon, can't live long.

"I said Zhao Yu, let's stop joking."

Lu Xingwen shook his head and laughed, and continued to pay attention to the battle being played on the ultra-clear TV in the living room.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

One hundred thousand Nascent Soul cultivators continued to cast spells to deal with the corpse demon.

Previously, the spell could not cause any harm to the corpse demon.

But it's different now.

The spell worked.

But in just a short moment.

The corpse demon's face was pale and his body was injured in many places.

Lu Xingwen couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Because the zombie demon has such a slim and beautiful figure, as well as the curvy body, it must feel very good in the hand.

For a moment, Lu Xingwen's eyes were fixed on the TV, and his expression was a bit whimsical.

Lu Qingxin laughed dumbly and did not take Zhao Yu's words seriously.

How is it possible to kill a tenth-level monster?

It was expected that Zhao Yu would only leave for less than two or three minutes.

In two or three minutes, he destroyed the black light in the sky and killed the tenth-level monster. Is this realistic?

If this can really be done.

So, how strong should Zhao Yu be?

I'm afraid I haven't reached the Mahayana stage.

Lu Qingxin stopped thinking and focused her eyes on the LCD TV in front of her.

As the battle progresses.

The corpse demon does not just defend, but will counterattack.

Its counterattack method is also extraordinary, that is a strange black fog.

The black fog filled the sky and rushed towards the 100,000 infant cultivators.

"Use defensive means! Resist the black fog!"

Long Teng was like facing a great enemy and quickly issued an order.

The 100,000 infant cultivators also cast various defensive spells.

Wind wall technique!

Use wind to form a wall to block the black fog!

Flame shield!

Use flames to form a shield to isolate the invasion of black fog!

Earth prison technique!

Use the power of soil and sand to form a cage to trap the incoming black fog!

...

The cultivators' methods are varied and dazzling.

Moreover, these methods have amazing effects.

Witnessing such a scene, the corpse demon's stunning face has been filled with endless anger.

The corpse demon has reached the point of being furious.

If the black light in the sky had not been destroyed, these corpse qi would have devoured the ants in front of them.

But without the black light in the sky, the power of the corpse qi was greatly reduced.

The more he thought about it, the more angry the corpse demon looked.

Even now.

The corpse demon couldn't figure it out.

Why was the black light in the sky shattered?

Could it be that there is an unparalleled strong man in this human camp?

The corpse demon thought silently in his heart.

A long time passed.

The corpse demon was defeated.

He was seriously injured by the 100,000 infant cultivators and became a bloody corpse.

The corpse demon only had his last breath left.

The 100,000 infant cultivators were full of joy.

This corpse demon was really weak.

Long Teng looked serious. It was the moment of victory, and he couldn't be careless.

Maybe the enemy could make a comeback.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, the corpse demon let out a shrill laugh.

This kind of laughter made the 100,000 infant cultivators feel uncomfortable, and a sense of foreboding surged in their hearts.

According to their previous experience in playing games.

When the BOSS was about to die, it suddenly behaved strangely and weirdly. It must be that there was a trump card and support.

Long Teng frowned, and things became more and more difficult.

That's right.

How could this natural disaster crisis be overcome so easily?

Let's talk about now.

Although many of the 100,000 infant cultivators were injured in the previous battle, it was not fatal.

In other words.

The two sides fought for so long.

They had no casualties.

This is a natural disaster crisis!

Such a result is really rare and precious.

But it is obvious.

The trump card of the corpse demon, the real killer of the corpse demon is coming!

"Human, you will never know how terrible the opponent you are facing is!"

"You have indeed defeated me!"

"But there is a god behind me that you cannot defeat!"

"It is my master, it is great and mysterious, and its strength has reached the tenth level."

"Tenth-level Corpse God."

The Corpse Demon had a hideous face and a hoarse voice.

When the Corpse Demon spoke out.

Not to mention the 100,000 infant cultivators, even the hundreds of millions of viewers watching the live broadcast felt dizzy.

The ninth-level monster Corpse Demon is so powerful.

How terrifying must this tenth-level monster Corpse God be?

I'm afraid that this Corpse God is as powerful as a god!

Long Teng, who has always been unmoved by honor and disgrace, looked as pale as paper.

Sure enough.

This natural disaster-level crisis is really terrible.

Tenth-level monster Corpse God.

They can't handle it at all.

It's not that he is boosting others' ambitions and destroying his own prestige, but because the reality is like this.

For example, it was particularly difficult for them to deal with the ninth-level monster Corpse Demon.

It can be said that the spiritual power of the 100,000 infant-stage cultivators present has almost reached the point of overdraft.

Even he is the same.

Their fighting power is almost gone.

But the enemy is coming.

Moreover, the strength is even more terrifying than the Corpse Demon!

No matter what, the monster must be stopped.

Unless it falls!

Long Teng thought silently in his heart, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He is not afraid of death.

He is also ready to face death!

Today, only fight to the death!

Not only he thinks so, but the 100,000 infant-stage cultivators have also gone from the previous trance, surprise, and despair to the current unwavering eyes.

They all want to fight to the end, facing death, and are unwilling to retreat a step.

There are countless people behind them who need them to protect!

How can they retreat?

Remember the beautiful woman who broadcast the entire battle live, now there is only loneliness and sadness in her eyes.

The corpse demon's words frightened her.

Not only her, but also the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were in despair.

They could not survive the natural disaster-level crisis.

Once Mingzhu City was killed.

Then, just like the domino effect, other cities would definitely not be optimistic.

Even.

The entire motherland would...

Countless people dared not imagine it.

That scene suffocated them and made them panic.

Facing the performance of 100,000 infant cultivators, the seriously injured corpse demon's eyes flashed with astonishment. He did not expect these humans in front of him to be so fearless.

But none of this mattered.

God is coming!

All humans will die!

"Great Corpse God, your servants are waiting for your coming!"

The Corpse Demon raised her head and gazed at the blue sky. She whispered in a pious tone.

She was waiting for the Corpse God to come to this land.

Then, the Corpse God will use that terrible corpse gas to purify this land.

It won't take long.

Humanity will no longer exist!

However.

The Corpse Demon waited for a long time, but did not wait for the Corpse God to come.

This made the Corpse Demon's eyes flash with a touch of astonishment.

Could it be that something happened to the Corpse God?

Impossible, the Corpse God is so terrifying.

Who in this world can hurt the Corpse God in the slightest?

So she waited quietly.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

The Corpse God did not come.

The Corpse Demon's expression gradually stiffened.

The 100,000 infant cultivators who were originally in a complicated mood looked at each other in surprise.

They understood.

What Corpse God.

What rank 10 monster, it was just the Corpse Demon talking nonsense.

The corpse demon must want to take the opportunity to recover from his injuries.

"Go!"

Long Teng gave the order, secretly cursing himself for being so stupid.

Corpse God.

It doesn't exist at all.

That was just a delaying tactic of the corpse demon.

But he believed it.

Such a scene was also discussed by countless people in the live broadcast room.

"This corpse demon is simply strong on the outside but weak on the inside. The tenth-level monster corpse god is just bluffing!"

"I almost got fooled!"

"If there really is a corpse god, our good head is here. Does the damn corpse god dare to come and take it?"

"The corpse demon has run out of tricks, so he came up with such a bad idea."

"Want to delay time, this is impossible!"

...

The audience in the live broadcast room were furious, and they all criticized the corpse demon, but they all cursed him for being too cautious and being tricked by the corpse demon.

In the end.

The corpse demon was smashed to pieces by 100,000 infant cultivators.

Before dying, the corpse demon's eyes were filled with confusion.

Why, he never waited for the corpse god?

Did the corpse god meet with an accident?

The battle ended just like that.

Under the leadership of Long Teng, 100,000 infant cultivators successfully survived the natural disaster crisis!

The whole country celebrated and everyone sang praises!

They believed that Long Teng and other 100,000 people were well-deserved heroes!

Without these heroes carrying the burden forward, how could the motherland be at peace now?

Witnessing the performance of Long Teng and others throughout the whole process, Lu Xingwen was very excited.

He really wanted to join the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau and serve the country!

He was fed up with being always regarded as a rich second-generation and a prodigal son who did not do his job all day long!

However, it was not easy to join the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau.

At least, his strength needed to be improved.

Yuanying period!

He must reach it as soon as possible!

He even had to reach the God Transformation period, the Refining Void period... and even the Mahayana period!

For a moment, Lu Xingwen was full of expectations for the future.

As his sister, Lu Qingxin's beautiful eyes were always on Zhao Yu.

The tenth-level monster corpse god did not appear.

And Zhao Yu had said before that he had killed a tenth-level monster.

This made her feel that Zhao Yu was not lying.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Are you going to eat me?"

Being stared at by Lu Qingxin, Zhao Yu said with a smile.

This casual teasing made Lu Qingxin's face a little unnatural.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Lu Qingxin glared at Zhao Yu, then bit her lip and couldn't help asking, "Zhao Yu, what is your real strength? Transformation? Refining Void? Or even Mahayana?"

After that.

Lu Qingxin felt that what she said was too unrealistic.

It was just crazy talk!