"Oh, no!" Zhu Rong Tianming was so heartbroken that his vision went dark, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Fire Lin Clan were his loyal confidants who he conquered with great difficulty. There were not many members of the tribe, but all of them were elite. Dozens of Fire Lin Tribe's Witch Emperors, based on their actual combat power, are worth more than thousands of ordinary Witch Emperors.
Panxi actually killed them all with just one punch from one of them.
Poor Zhurong Tianming invested so much in them, each of them spent countless witch crystals and jade coins.
"This crazy woman, I, I..." Zhu Rong Tianming pressed his hands firmly on his heart and roared incoherently.
Piqiujia and Taoist Corpse looked at each other, Taoist Corpse nodded solemnly: "Junior brother, take good care of the prince."
Potochuga's body swayed to Zhu Rong Tianming's side. He grabbed a long flag from somewhere and shook it gently. Several streaks of smoke erupted from the long flags, rolling around them both.
Zhu Rong Tianming opened his mouth and looked at Poqiujia, wanting to say something. But he quickly came to his senses and looked at the corpse Taoist in a panic. What does this mean? The corpse Taoist felt that he was no match for this crazy woman, so were they all ready to escape
Panxi landed on the ground and strode towards the direction of Zhu Rong Tianming.
A group of elite Zhurong Protoss warriors stopped Panxi. Hundreds of warriors raised their spears at the same time. The war beasts around them bared their fangs, spitting out smoke and fire, trying their best to look as ferocious and intimidating as possible. Panxi.
"Kill!" The leader of the warriors shouted softly, and struck Panxi fiercely with a flash of fire from his long sword.
With a loud sound, the sword in the warrior leader's hand broke into two pieces. Panxi pressed his palm on his chest. The warrior leader's body exploded suddenly, and was completely destroyed without leaving any traces.
Hundreds of soldiers thrust their spears at the same time, and the spears stabbed Panxi's body hard. Panxi took a step forward expressionlessly, and with the harsh sound of metal twisting his body, hundreds of spears were twisted and broken at the same time. Panxi waved her right hand, and her delicate palm was like a sharp knife, bringing out a rapid arc of energy. The warriors and their war beasts in front of her were divided into two parts at the same time.
Blood spurted out from the wriggling limbs, and Panxi stepped towards the city step by step on the hot blood.
Group after group of warriors from the Zhurong Divine Clan stood in front of Panxi, ranging from hundreds to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands. At most, a hundred Huolin tribe's witch emperors commanded three thousand elites from the Fire Dragon Tribe, Bi Fang Tribe, and Suzaku Tribe, and blocked Panxi with a hundred thousand fire corpses.
Such a powerful army just made Panxi wave his fists a few more times before disappearing into thin air.
Panxi arrived in front of the city, and large runes on the metal-cast city wall lit up. A powerful force field distorted the void, and the shadows of several large witchcraft treasures were faintly visible in the air. As the prince of the Zhu Rong Divine Clan, Zhu Rong Tianming had many treasures in his hands. He tried his best to arrange the highest grade and most defensive witch array he found from the witch palace on the city wall.
Panxi used icebergs to strike and destroyed the flame barrier covering the entire city, but the defensive array attached to the city wall remained intact. The defensive formation with a few artifacts brought out by Zhu Rong Tianming as the core was enough to withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of hundreds of Witch Emperors.
Panxi's dark eyes flickered, looking at the metal city wall in front of him, his bloodless lips squirming slightly, and he softly drank a monotonous syllable.
Just a soft drink, just like the roar when the world opened up, a terrifying loud noise sounded out of thin air in the hearts of all the creatures in Panxi's world. The metal city wall blocking Panxi's face exploded into pieces, and a section of the city wall that was a hundred miles long turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Several artifacts of heaven and earth that Zhu Rong Tianming brought out from the Zhu Rong Divine Clan let out shrill wails and turned into streams of light and jumped back to Zhu Rong Tianming's arms. Zhu Rong Tianming looked blankly at Panxi who walked into the city step by step, and suddenly screamed: "What kind of monster is this?"
"You guys, retreat with Master Uncle Poqiujia." The Taoist Corpse Master looked at the hundreds of disciples gathered behind him, and solemnly ordered in a low voice to the leaders Miao Yin and Miao Lian. The group of disciples did not dare to neglect and hurriedly rushed behind Pochuga.
The long flag in Pochuga's hand danced, and wisps of black smoke spewed out, surrounding these disciples.
"Female Taoist friends, please don't be arrogant. Wait until Pindao personally learns the clever tricks." The corpse Taoist snorted coldly, and the gray futon under his feet released a stream of gray energy to protect his body. A gap opened on the top of his head, and a white divine light of annihilation rushed out. , holding up a dark and cold coffin out of thin air, like a coffin carved from ice.
The gray futon trembled slightly, and wisps of gray air carried the corpse Taoist towards Pan Xi. The two were still about ten miles apart. The corpse Taoist pointed at the black coffin that was about ten feet long above his head. The coffin, which was filled with a murderous aura, suddenly turned into a black light and hit Panxi's head fiercely.
This coffin is also an innate thing. It is the most precious treasure obtained by the corpse Taoist in the ancient world. He has been seriously injured and on the verge of death countless times while wandering in the ancient world, but he relied on this coffin to save his life. This coffin, which is completely black and has no luster, is as heavy as a mountain, extremely hard, and has several unique functions. The corpse Taoist regards it very seriously.
If Zhu Rong's destiny was not related to some important plans of the great figures behind the corpse Taoist, the corpse Taoist would not use this natal treasure for him. This coffin is the real lifeblood of the corpse Taoist, and any slight loss will make him heartbroken to death.
Panxi looked at the coffin being smashed on her head with an expressionless face. She didn't have the slightest intention to dodge, she just stood there and let the coffin hit her head.
"I hit it!" The corpse Taoist laughed happily. He had 100% confidence in his own treasure. Although it is not a treasure specially used to smash people, with the weight and strength of this coffin, he once used it as a brick to knock over several ancient powers who were even stronger than him!
There was a loud noise and flames shot out. The coffin hit Panxi's head hard, and then suddenly bounced back.
The corpse Taoist spat out a mouthful of old blood more than ten feet away. He watched in horror as there was a gap the size of a human head on his natal treasure - a gap that was forcibly knocked out by Pan Xi's head.
Heartache can't even describe the mood of the corpse Taoist assassin. He now has the urge to drag all the creatures in Panxi's world to die together.
"Ancestor... Grandmaster is here!"
The corpse Taoist burst into tears. He was really heartbroken.
Pan Xi's body flashed in front of the corpse Taoist, and he punched the corpse Taoist in the chest with a clean punch.
There was a loud noise, and the coarse cloth gown on the corpse Taoist's body exploded. He vomited blood and flew back in embarrassment.
(End of chapter)