"Hmph, I hope you didn't lie to me!"

The leader of the corpse-driving snorted coldly, and rushed to the 19th floor from the stairs on the pagoda, with a faint look of greed in his eyes.

In his early years, he heard from Hanba that a corpse king was suppressed in the Leiyin Tower, which existed in this way before the Kunlun Ruins, flying in the sky and hiding in the earth and omnipotent.

Later, he was suppressed by many saints in Kunlun Ruins and sealed in the Buddhist Leiyin Tower. Over the past thousand years, he was transformed by Buddhism for countless days and nights.

Corpse King!

This existence has surpassed the drought of the saints, and its combat power is comparable to that of a saint, and it can even tear apart a saints with bare hands.

Once he gets it, what is Ye Nankuang worth? Even the old man from Zigaishan will be afraid of him.

And at this moment, the leader of the corpse-driving sect suddenly felt a biting chill coming from behind.

Next moment!

A dry hand pierced through his back!

The leader of the corpse-driving sect bowed his head blankly at the bloody hand, and then turned around with great difficulty to look at the drought-bar behind him, his eyes full of disbelief: "You..."

He never expected that the corpse puppet he had cultivated would suddenly attack him.

The corpse puppet took out his heart, licked the blood on it with a slight smile: "Is it worthy of being my master as a waste like you?"

The leader of the corpse-driving swears: "Don't forget that I saved you from Buddhism, and it took me two hundred years to make you a drought!"

“So what?”

Hanba sneered: "For two hundred years, have I been living and dying for you? The last time the Witchcraft Cult joined forces with the seven ancient tribes to kill you, wasn't it that I rescued you?"

"Why? Why?!!" The leader of the corpse-driving sect fell to the ground, his face full of regret and resentment.

"Because I've been waiting for this day, for two hundred years!"

Hanba smiled and said, "If you don't gain your trust, if you don't tell you, there is a corpse king in the Leiyin Tower, how can I get close to the Lord!"

"Lord?"

The leader of the corpse-driving sect was confused, and then seemed to remember something, gritted his teeth and said, "So the reason why you told me that there is a corpse king in the Leiyin Tower is that you want to use me to break the Buddha's light array!"

"Not only that!"

Hanba said in a stern voice: "The one who was suppressed in the Leiyin Tower is indeed a corpse king, and it is my Lord!"

The leader of the corpse-driven sect heard this, as if he was struck by lightning.

"Two thousand two hundred years ago, those shameless people used tricks to suppress the Lord here for more than two thousand years!"

Speaking of this, the corpse energy on the drought-stricken body surged, and his eyes were filled with hatred: "And now, it is time for the Lord to be born!"

"As a gift for the Lord's birth!"

It looked down at the leader of the corpse-driven sect, with excitement in its eyes: "I took your flesh and blood, your soul, and I took my master!"

"No!"

The leader of the corpse-driven snarled.

...

In just half an hour, under the leadership of the Witchcraft Sect leader, the two arrived at the periphery of the Kunxu Desert.

Ye Chen stood on an extremely desolate mountain.

"Master of the Peak, the center of the desert is the location of Buddhism!" Wu Tianwei introduced with great respect.

As he looked into the distance, he saw temples and Buddha statues at the center of the wasteland.

The temples and Buddha statues are all made of huge stones, which are a bit similar to pyramids, but they look extremely magnificent.

However, above the originally solemn and solemn Buddhist temple, there was an extreme black air rushing into the sky.

This black air swept across the void like a demonized black dragon, emitting a strong corpse energy and bloody aura.

"This is corpse gas!"

Wu Tianwei's expression changed slightly, as if she was a little afraid: "It seems that Buddhism has been robbed, but I just don't know if Lao Gui Luo succeeded!"

The old ghost Luo in his mouth was the leader of the corpse driving sect.

"You'll know after taking a look!"

Ye Chen chuckled lightly, waved his sleeves, and wielded a strong wind and turned into a terrifying geese and shot straight into Buddhism.

He did not come to help Buddhism, but suddenly became interested in the leader of the corpse-driven sect.

...

Buddhist Leiyin Tower, the 19th floor!

This level is the forbidden area of ​​Buddhism in all dynasties. It is said to be the nineteenth level, but it does not exist. If the cultivation level does not reach the level of saints, they cannot see through it.

Therefore, over the years, no one has ever known the existence of the 19th level, even the Zen Master Prajna is no exception.

And within the nineteenth floor.

There are also eight saints who are mummies in the gossip. The iron chains in their hands extend out, and a purple jade coffin hangs at the center!

And in the purple jade coffin, a man with a pale face and a black dragon robe was lying.

This man looks handsome, with his eyebrows as bright as a warehouse, his eyes as stars, and his face is as white as jade. He faintly exudes a look of contempt between his eyebrows.

The body seems to have died long ago.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a hole on his forehead about the size of a finger. I don’t know what was hurt. From this wound, you can see the coffin under him.

There are endless formations burning around the coffin, and even talismans are posted, but as time goes by, the formation has long become dim.

Hanba knelt in front of the purple jade coffin on one knee, kowtowed respectfully for a few times, and then a red stream of blood flashed in his hand.

The blood-red stream slowly poured into the man's mouth.

The man's slightly shriveled body suddenly became full at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a desert grass meeting a sweet spring.

Hanba once again fed the soul of the leader of the corpse-driven sect and swallowed it, and then stared at the man with great tension.

"call……"

I don’t know how long it took, a faint breath came from the coffin, intermittently, as if it was the baby’s fetal breath.

And as the sound of this breath sounded, the wind and clouds outside the tower suddenly changed color, dark clouds covered the sun, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

...

At the same time, two figures quickly rushed into Buddhism.

Wu Tianwei looked at the corpses on the ground with shock: "Master of Peak, many people have died!"

"Corpsy Qi!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly, and then said, "I felt the strong corpse energy. It seems that these people were really killed by the leader of the corpse driving sect!"

When Wu Tianhou was about to look around, he suddenly found a dark head. He subconsciously raised his head and his expression changed.

The weather has changed!

It was sunny before, but now it was dark clouds covering the sun and thunder clouds, as if the sky was complaining and people were angry.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he suddenly looked over the sky of the Leiyin Tower, which was the center covered by thunder clouds.

His face was slightly solemn.

He sensed that a trace of dangerous aura was gradually awakening there. Even the saint of Zigaishan had never given him this feeling.

"This is a punishment of heaven!"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, looked at the place where the thunder clouds were, and slowly said: "If you can induce the punishment of heaven, there will be a monster coming out!"
Chapter completed!