Grand Tutor Chen stared at Zong Ze intently.

His expression was extremely complicated.

"This netherworld power is a branch of the great attribute of death. It deprives life of its vitality and is extremely overbearing."

"And the common five elements of mutual generation and mutual restraint have little effect on it."

"This Heaven and Earth Tyrant Body is even more powerful than the legends say."

He looked at Zong Ze's calm expression, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose in his heart.

This feeling only arose thousands of years ago when his cultivation was still low and he faced those who were much stronger than him.

"This child..."

"The Overlord's Body, the Overlord of Western Chu, the Immortal Dynasty's Treasure House..."

A trace of greed actually arose in his heart.

Among all the forces in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten rule.

If the elders of a sect try to seize the talents and opportunities of their disciples, they will be attacked by people all over the world.

If the masters and elders were to savagely rob the opportunities of their disciples and younger generations, then the Taoist traditions of the world would eventually disappear.

The sects and immortal dynasties will have no successors, and in the end, the human forces in the entire Continent of Ten Thousand Gods will fall.

It has a bit of the meaning of fishing in a dry pond.

Of course, there is another reason.

That is the son of destiny. The destiny of a person with destiny is extremely strong, and he is often accompanied by powerful protectors!

If you kill someone by force, the laws of nature will often intervene and some unexpected situations will occur.

However, the opportunity that Zong Ze has in front of him is really too tempting.

He is the only overlord from ancient times to the present!

Among them, there must be opportunities to become a saint or even a god.

Moreover, Grand Tutor Chen could be sure that Zong Ze definitely did not have any powerful protectors around him!

The Overlord's inheritance treasure house is missing, and it is very likely that the Overlord's body is needed to lead it.

It has only been a few days since Zong Ze got into trouble. If he had really obtained the protector left by the ancient overlord, he would not have been escorted here today by the supreme elder of the Tianzong Holy Land.

As for the Tianzong Holy Land, when you think about it carefully, it is not worth mentioning!

"Why not...find an opportunity to trick Zong Ze away, rob him of his opportunity, and then frame the Huangsha Clan..."

Thoughts surged in his mind, and countless calculations flashed through his mind.

…

At this time, the battle on the field changed again.

Zong Ze swept all the murderous power in his body, destroying thousands of underworlds.

With a flip and a press of his palms, eighty-one murderous forces surged out of his body.

In front of him, the shadows of eighty-one blood-armored cavalrymen appeared.

These eighty-one riders were wearing heavy armor and riding the same blood-stained divine horses.

Each one of them is extraordinary and majestic.

The eighty-one riders seemed to be a whole, able to crush everything in front of them.

These are none other than the Loufan cavalry of the King of Chu!

Loufan was an ancient tribe in ancient times.

Very good at riding and shooting.

The so-called "Hu clothing and horse riding" refers to the Loufan people.

The rebel army of King Chu originally did not have an organized cavalry unit.

Many troops came here through conquests.

Among them, the Loufan cavalry only had a total of more than a thousand horses.

However, these more than a thousand cavalrymen killed the troops under Emperor Ying and frightened them!

At this moment, seeing this imposing ancient cavalry reappear in the world, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

Then, Zong Ze pointed his finger, and the eighty-one cavalry shadows began to run wildly.

After running a few steps, it turned into streaks of blood-red light.

They all rushed towards Lin Chen!

The power of each blood-colored stream of light was enough to kill the Gray Wolf Warrior Shaloda in the Golden Pagoda Temple that day!

However, such an attack is not enough to kill Lin Chen.

However, the continuous streams of blood also forced him to retreat again and again.

The dark energy that protected the body was beaten to pieces and gradually became thinner.

It seemed as if it was about to completely disappear.

"The Overlord's body can automatically attract the killing power and spiritual energy between heaven and earth as a supplement. The internal energy is endless. You must not fight him for a long time!"

Lin Chen is well aware of the power of the Overlord's Body.

The broken sword in his hand turned and transformed into a dark sword wheel, cutting through the blood-colored streams of light transformed from the shadows of the Loufan cavalry.

Then he reached out and tapped his belt lightly.

"Zheng!"

A bright golden light rose from his hand.

An ancient and sacred golden hook scepter appeared in his hand.

As soon as this scepter came out.

All the blood-colored light melted after being illuminated by it.

"The Scepter of Hades?"

"No, it's probably just a knockoff of the Hades' Scepter, but it's incredibly well-made. It's probably a ritual vessel used by the ancient desert god."

Zong Ze narrowed his eyes.

Because he had followed his great-grandfather Zong Qitian in the western border to fight against the Huangsha tribe since he was a child.

So I also looked up a lot of information about desert gods.

In addition, Zong Shen once left a nine-story cultural tower full of classics to the holy land.

There are so many classics collected there that it is difficult to count them all.

Naturally, it also includes many records about the Huangsha gods.

Although the power of this counterfeit Scepter of Hades cannot be compared with that of a divine weapon, it is both offensive and defensive, and can make up for Lin Chen's shortcomings in defense.

With it protecting him, Lin Chen was confident that he could chop off Zong Ze's head with the broken sword of Pojun within ten breaths.

"Humph, so what if you have the Overlord's body? Without the Overlord's magic weapon and the treasure inherited from the Overlord, what can you use to fight me?"

"call out!"

His figure suddenly rose up, dancing like a ghost, surrounding Zong Ze.

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