Mythology: I Am a Tyrant in the Shang Dynasty

Waking up, he opened his eyes to see a peerless beauty!

Unexpectedly, Li Qing had transmigrated to become the last king of the Shang Dynasty, King Zhou Di Xin!

Facing a chaotic world, the ...

Chapter 582

This evil corpse is indeed at a high level, and its body is also extremely powerful.

It is several times higher than the resurrected Chi You!

But in Li Qing's eyes, his martial arts skills were only average, nothing more!

In the past, evil corpses liked to use their great strength to create miracles, and to defeat ten skills with their great strength. That was fine.

But now facing Li Qing, all his advantages are gone!

Li Qing, who possesses the body of a god or demon, has obtained the memories of the twelve ancestral witches and the inheritance of the four ancestral witches. The strength of his body is beyond words!

In addition, his martial arts skills are the best in the world and unparalleled in the world.

Then, the evil corpse had no choice but to be beaten in front of him!

“Kill! Kill!!”

The evil corpse became more and more crazy as it fought, and the evil aura all over its body rose to the sky, as if it was going to stir up an endless sea of blood.

The fisting also made a continuous roar.

Li Qing, on the other hand, dodged it nonchalantly.

With just a casual punch or kick, the evil corpse was thrown backwards, as easy as walking a dog.

Another punch hit the evil corpse's face, causing sparks to fly and thunder to roar.

This evil corpse is quite tough, much tougher than Chi You!

Li Qing treated him as a human sandbag, and while hammering him, he said calmly, "I remember what I once said."

The evil corpse roared incessantly, completely mad, using its hands, feet and teeth, as if it wanted to eat Li Qing alive.

Li Qing threw another punch and said calmly, "If anger and madness can make one stronger, then what are we still doing with cultivation, understanding, and aptitude? What!?!"

boom!

With one step, the evil corpse struggled continuously.

A large amount of chaotic energy rose from Li Qing's body. The terrifying aura was like the reincarnation of the Chaos Father God!

Li Qing raised his fist, which was as big as a casserole, and said to the evil corpse, "Moral! I wonder how long you can endure this!"

A punch hit him in the face!