MTL - Start with 3,000 Demon Gods and Become Invincible-Chapter 36 The burial ground of the evil emperor! Domineering talk

  Chapter 36 The Burial of the Evil Emperor! Domineering talk

   In the blink of an eye, at dusk, the number of zombies in the dust storm mountain range is rapidly decreasing.

  The news that the crystal nucleus in the zombie body can stimulate the potential of the body is like growing wings, attracting countless monks to join in the hunt.

  After tasting the sweetness, they even fought for the zombies.

  At the huge vortex, Wu Zhenbo and the others, who had waited for more than two hours, did not see the Desolate King come out. They all thought that he had obtained the wealth of the Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor, and their faces were ugly, as if they had eaten a dead mouse.

   "Boom!"

   At this moment, the vortex vibrated.

   "Open the magic circle!" Wang Chao shouted violently.

"it is good!"

  The three senior magic circle masters didn't dare to neglect, quickly formed seals with both hands, and opened a small mouth.

  Wu Zhenbo, Feng Changkong, Luo Yuexuan and everyone present stared at it without blinking.

   "Whoosh!"

  As soon as the magic circle was opened, the Desolate King flew out riding the Blood Dragon King.

  The terrifying energy fluctuations on the Desolate King's body haven't calmed down yet, no doubt he just experienced a fierce battle.

   "Your Majesty! How are you? Are you not injured?!" Wang Chao greeted him.

   "The magic circle can be withdrawn, and the tens of millions of zombies inside will be dealt with by this king." Huang Wang said indifferently.

  Hearing this, everyone looked at him like a monster.

   Tens of millions of zombies? !

  What kind of a scene is that? !

  Just thinking about it can make people's scalp tingle, it's too **** outrageous.

"but!"

The Desolate King changed his mind at this moment, and said: "This king only solved the zombies in the first layer of seal, and the zombies in the second layer of seal are hundreds of millions, and they are all from the peak of the Holy King to the peak of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. The air-forbidden domain, even under the realm of thirty-six kalpas, cannot control the air."

   "Hiss!!" The sound of gasping for air came from the mouths of the strong men.

   "Excuse me, how many seals are there in total?!" Wu Zhenbo asked after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

   "There are nine layers of seals in total, but only the first three layers contain zombies, and the ones behind are full of terrifying killing arrays, many thousands of years old spiritual herbs, and many inheritance relics!"

   "It's a small world inside, full of dangers everywhere, if a strong emperor enters, if he wants to explore the place where the evil emperor is buried, it will be difficult to get out of his body!"

  Huang Wang Dan said: "Now you can convey the news back. The magic circle restriction inside can only be broken by an emperor-level magic circle master. If there is no magic circle master of this level, we can leave!"

  Even though the Desolate King possesses the "Evil Eye of Chaos", he is not a magician and cannot break through the second seal.

  In addition, hundreds of millions can ignore coercion, and they are all zombies at the peak of the Holy King Realm, and they will be exhausted after killing tens of millions.

   Slaughtering tens of millions of zombies in the first seal, the Desolate King is already a little tired at this moment.

   Riding in with Baidilong, all zombies should be wiped out without accident.

  However, the various magic circle restrictions blocking the way are the biggest problem.

   All in all, there is no way to go it alone.

  The system has never given any inheritance about magic circles, which made him fall into such a passive situation.

  However, as far as he knows, none of the three overlords in the sanctuary has more than twelve kalpas.

  The Desolate King knew exactly what level his own strength was at, which was around the Twelve Tribulation Emperor Realm.

   Therefore, he can still share the bulk.

  Who dares to refuse to accept, if he is beaten, he will never lose himself.

  The thing that the Desolate King wants most is the thing that makes zombies.

  Just now the system reminded that sacrificing that thing can actually get 30 million Chaos Coins.

  Unfortunately, the crystal nuclei inside the zombies are not good.

   "Your Excellency is so strong, I am convinced, and I will report the news back!"

  The three of them clasped their hands together and saluted the Desolate King in admiration, and then used their own means to convey back the news that the Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor Tomb was born and that he needed an emperor-level magician.

  The Desolate King removed the dragon helmet, revealing a majestic and majestic face, and then swallowed a bottle of recovery pills one after another.

  Seeing the true face of the Desolate King, all the female monks at the scene couldn't help showing amazement.

   "How long will it take for your people and the imperial magic circle master to arrive?!" Desolate King asked.

   "I will definitely be there within two days, but there is only one emperor-level magic circle master in Yangyang Sanctuary, so I don't know if I can invite you." Wu Zhenbo said without much confidence.

  Huang Wang Dan said: "Tell your people, if you can't invite the emperor-level magic circle master, don't come."

  From this moment on, the Desolate King had the idea of ​​cultivating a peerless magic circle master.

   What puzzled him was why none of the drawn items were related to the magic circle.

  As long as he is given a set of the inheritance of the magic circle master, he will not be so passive today, and he can directly occupy this place to himself.

   "It's not good, Seventh Elder, Ninth Young Master...he was killed."

   Suddenly, a middle-aged man jumped out of the forest, shouting in a trembling voice.

"What did you say?!"

  Hearing the sound, Feng Changkong stared at him, murderous, and shouted sharply.

   "Nine... Nine... Young Master, he... He was killed by a man named Mu Lingtian." The visitor was a peak saint king, who knelt down on the ground and replied tremblingly.

   "Bastard! Then how are you still alive?!"

  Feng Changkong was furious, raised his foot and trampled the person in front of him to the ground and roared.

   "The man who killed the Ninth Young Master is also protected by an expert behind him!" The trembling middle-aged man who was trampled to the ground said in fear and despair.

   "No matter who dares to kill my son, I will kill his whole family!"

  It took thousands of years to get his son killed, making Feng Changkong completely lose his mind, crushing the heads of the people under his feet, and roaring to the sky.

   "Hmm! Are you going to kill my whole family?!"

  No one expected that the Desolate King would speak like this at this moment.

   "What did you say?!" Feng Changkong, who was in a rage, stared at the Desolate King with bloodshot eyes.

   "Mu Lingtian is a member of my king's Mu family. If you want to kill his whole family, don't you just want to kill my whole family?!"

  Huang Wang said lightly: "Please answer, are you going to kill my whole family!"

  Feng Changkong's expression froze. After all, he was a strong man in the Supreme Realm, and he quickly regained his senses.

   "Sorry! I didn't know that the latter was Your Excellency's person earlier, so I offended Haihan!" Feng Changkong apologized to Huang Wang, suppressing his overwhelming anger.

   "This king knows that you are not convinced, so I will put my words here today. Whoever dares to bully my little king with big things, let you wait until the whole family washes their necks!"

  The Desolate King said contemptuously: "The struggle between the juniors, let them play on their own. If they are not strong enough, they will die."

   "Wang Chao, let's go! Go outside and wait for a few days!"

   After finishing speaking, the Desolate King returned with the Baidi Dragonrider.

  Looking at the back of the Baidi Dragonrider leaving, Feng Changkong clenched his fists and his eyes were about to bleed.

   As we all know, the higher the realm, the harder it is for people to have children.

   "My condolences to Brother Chang Kong, this Desolate King is terrifying, don't act recklessly unless you have to!" Wu Zhenbo stepped forward to persuade.

   "Qingxuan, let's go out and wait!"

  Luo Yuexuan didn't say anything, and beckoned her family to leave.

   PS: Thank you for your support! There will be another chapter later!

  (end of this chapter)