The underground Qing Palace has become hell.

Looking around, Yao Tianjun is fighting fiercely with several big masters.

All these masters of the inner world are strong people and extremely terrifying existences.

Any of them has extremely powerful power.

These old zombies that appeared from the deep palace all have various special abilities.

For example, a big belly zombie, who opens his mouth and can emit violent sound waves.

A burly zombie with braids, all over his body was invulnerable. Not only that, his fists were even more powerful.

With the powerful power of this zombie, he became the main force in the fierce battle with Yao Tianjun.

Yao Tianjun was not afraid at all. He waved the Demon-Slaying Sword and fought fiercely with the zombie.

This burly zombie, with every punch and kick, contained great power. What's even more terrifying is that his fist actually contained a sharp breath.

After the strike, Yao Tianjun blocked the sword with his sword, but felt a pain in his chest.

A strange force had flowed into his body.

This is the power of internal strength!

Yao Tianjun's face was full of horror, and he looked at the zombie in front of him in surprise.

The other party actually understood a terrible power that had been lost for a long time.

When he thought of this, his figure flashed by, and then he held the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand.

A fierce sword swept across like this.

After the sword fell, a very domineering sword fell heavily on the burly zombie.

But the burly zombie didn't move at all, and she endured the sword.

Yao Tianjun was shocked. This was the first time he saw that he could resist the Demon-Slaying Sword with his own body.

The other party is really powerful.

Just as he became serious and planned to fight the burly zombie.

On the other side, the Hell Dragon Slave has swept across the entire underground Qing Palace.

"Aisin Gioro Family!"

"Your end is here."

"I want you to give back ten times the humiliation you once brought to me!"

The man in black roared, his eyes full of hatred.

In order to survive, I became the dog of the Aisin Gioro family.

He just wants to take revenge one day.

Now he finally has waited for this opportunity.

When he thought of this, he grinned and directed the Hell Dragon Slave to kill.

The Hell Dragon Slag was originally something cultivated by the Qing Palace underground.

Now it is used on their heads, and I have to admit that this is a kind of irony.

In this case, only blood flows into a river wherever the hell dragon zombie goes.

What is even more surprising is that with the killing, the Hell Dragon Slag became stronger and stronger.

He roared, and the zombies on the ground turned into mummies one by one.

The power of darkness surged towards the body of the hell dragon zombie.

Every time a zombie is killed, the hell dragon zombie will become stronger. This makes the man surprised and frightened.

What was surprising was the power of the Hell Dragon Slag.

What I fear is that with the power of the Hell Dragon Slave, maybe one day it will be out of control. At that time, it will be the day when he will die.

When he thought of this, his eyes were thoughtful and he had figured out something.

In the following time, the figure of the Hell Dragon Slave flashed by, and the extremely terrifying power swept by like this.

With extremely powerful power, the Hell Dragon Slag has rushed towards the Emperor.

Although the emperor of the underground Qing Palace was known as the emperor.

But in fact, it is just a pseudo-emperor at best.

Therefore, he was fleeing in panic.

Seeing the hell dragon zombie rushing over, he hurriedly shouted: "Protect your guard, protect me!"

For a moment, countless eunuchs and palace maids rushed over to protect the fake emperor.

The man was very moved about their loyalty: "There are still people who are truly loyal to the Qing Palace in the underground."

"It's a pity that you all are going to die."

The Hell Dragon Slag waved his claws, and the bodies of these people stopped in place and remained motionless.

Then the next moment, they screamed together, and their bodies shattered.

As their bodies shattered, the Hell Dragon Slashed with a grim smile and was desperately absorbing the dark power.

The Hell Dragon Slag is the incarnation of darkness. He seems to be able to continue to become stronger by hunting creatures.

The man began to regret it a little.

On the other side, Yao Tianjun is fighting fiercely with burly zombies.

The other party should be the underground Qing Palace and a few strong people.

The strength he showed definitely made Yao Tianjun stunned.

But even with such a powerful existence, Yao Tianjun held the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand and still fought against him.

The demon-slaying sword in Yao Tianjun's hand kept sweeping by.

Cut again and again.

With the demon-slaying sword in his hand, it cuts wildly.

But the other party showed a sarcastic look: "Don't think about it, it's impossible."

"My Vajra Indestructible Body is not something you can destroy."

"Oh, is that?" Yao Tianjun smiled grimly, and the next moment, he raised the Demon-Slaying Sword again.

It's just a Ten Thousand Swords Art.

This time, his face was a little pale.

The Demon-Slaying Sword drained most of his physical strength.

But endless small swords rage by like this.

"it's useless!"

The burly zombie stood there, roaring wildly.

The little sword kept falling on him and then shattered again and again.

He was proud and fearless, and was not afraid of the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

Seeing this scene, Yao Tianjun's eyes became extremely angry.

The next moment, he swept past with another sword.

"it's useless!"

The burly zombie was about to shout this sentence, but at this moment, he suddenly screamed.

Because his body was gradually shattering.

The injuries that were originally being sustained just now were completely triggered with this sword.

"Is it strange?"

Yao Tianjun sneered, his eyes becoming extremely cold.

At this moment, he can be said to not care at all.

From beginning to end, Yao Tianjun was not afraid of the zombie in front of him.

Every sword he swung just now caused indescribable trauma to it.

And all of this was triggered with this sword.

So in the blink of an eye, the zombie screamed and her body fell down with a bang.

As he fell down, the underground Qing Palace became in chaos again.

"Even the divine fist is dead."

"Are we really going to perish?"

"No, my four hundred years of foundation in the Qing Dynasty will never be destroyed."

At this moment, the underground Qing Palace was already in despair. Even the pseudo-emperor's face looked extremely ugly.

He looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly sighed, his eyes extremely cold.

He had made up his mind.

"Since things have come to this point, then just use it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eunuch who was holding the seal beside him shouted in horror: "Use it? That's an indescribable terrible thing."

"If you use it, I'm afraid the entire underground Qing Palace will be destroyed."
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