Chapter 65: Transformation, Undead Form [First Update]
“Bold!”
"court death!"
"Your Majesty, the might of the dragon is not something you can offend!"
With a loud shout, Grand Master Chen soared into the air and flew behind Emperor Nandian.
Zong Ze didn't even look at them.
Try your best to swing the white porcelain bowl within the constraints of the field.
Emperor Nandian was not as angry as one might imagine. The cultivation of an emperor and the foundation of a strong man prevented him from being as irritable as a young man.
"Oh, why bother?"
He shook his head and sighed slightly.
He raised his hand and was about to brush Zong Ze away.
"Meow."
A cat's cry suddenly appeared somewhere above their heads.
"The big bully the small and get bitten by the dog."
"Go play over there."
A fat orange cat appeared here at some point in time.
There is no sense of disobedience.
It was licking its paws leisurely and speaking human language.
After it's finished.
The scene around the emperor and Grand Tutor Chen was frozen like a picture, and then the entire scene was exchanged with a scene ten thousand miles away.
In the sky, the Emperor and Master Chen disappeared, and in their place appeared an empty space a hundred thousand miles away.
The domain power that bound Zong Ze suddenly disappeared.
It slowly landed on a patch of grass on the ground.
Neither Lin Chen nor Zong Ze noticed it and ignored it, as if it did not exist in this space.
It lay lazily on the grass, its figure becoming fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared.
Only a few casual words came to Zong Ze's mind.
"Just go on and leave me alone."
Zong Ze turned his head and watched the Emperor and Master Chen disappear, and he suddenly realized something.
Thousands of miles away, only Emperor Nandian and Grand Tutor Chen had expressions of shock on their faces.
"This... Is this the legendary magical power of shape-shifting?"
"The supreme law of space!"
"What's the origin of that cat?"
Emperor Nan Dian is a powerful sub-saint, but he didn't even have the slightest reaction and was hit!
At the spot, Lin Chen had already turned into mud.
His body was damaged and he was injured so badly, but he did not die.
Instead, there is a strange fluctuation brewing in the body.
The Holy Body of the Dead is still quite extraordinary.
Zong Ze walked slowly forward holding a white porcelain bowl, his legs slightly bent, as if ready to go.
The parts of Lin Chen's body that had been beaten into a pulp began to turn black gradually, and clusters of black flesh buds emerged.
It began to wriggle and proliferate continuously.
Lin Gang's cultivation level is not as good as Master Chen's.
It was still flying at high speed.
He sensed the aura of Emperor Nan Dian just now, but it disappeared in an instant.
I thought it was the Emperor who intervened.
Seeing the changes in Lin Chen's body at this time, he became extremely anxious.
The Holy Body of the Dead and the Netherworld Technique can still be barely explained.
However, the changes in Lin Chen's body at this time could no longer be easily explained away.
It can be seen at a glance that it has a close relationship with alien gods!
Even if the Immortal Dynasty wanted to protect Tianjiao, it would never allow him to have such a deep connection with the alien race.
Unless the Nankai Immortal Dynasty wants to break away from the human race!
"My son is impulsive! This undead form must not be exposed!"
Just when Lin Gang arrived.
Lin Chen is no longer in human form.
The whole body is covered with black whiskers that dance in the wind and change in combination.
His eyes were full of resentment.
With his body injured, he had no choice but to transform into the form of a ghost.
Break the jar and throw it away!
"Zong Ze! What kind of boxing technique did you just use? Was it the dominant martial arts left by the Overlord of Western Chu?"
Lin Chen's voice was hoarse, like a ghost from the underworld.
He staggered to his feet from the ground.
The dead air all over my body became heavier and heavier.
It turned out that the power of the Netherworld was strong, but at least it still had vitality and looked like a human being.
Lin Chen is now neither human nor ghost. He has little vitality and is filled with deathly aura, looking like a corpse.
Zongze chuckled.
After a few minutes of recovery, the spiritual energy in his meridians and acupoints began to gradually recover.
The Overlord's body was so powerful that in just a few minutes, he had recovered 20% of his spiritual power.
"Overlord Martial Arts? Why would I need Overlord Martial Arts to kill you?"
"You think too highly of yourself."
"This punch is called the Baseball Fist!"
"It's just a common martial art passed down by my ancestors. Even a three-year-old child can perform a few moves on it!"
The Baseball Fist was the reward Zong Shen received for checking in that year.
It comes from a martial arts world without spiritual power.
It was created by a peerless martial arts genius named Xiao Xiami.
It combines the strengths of hundreds of schools and brings together the essence of martial arts.
When practiced to a high level, the power will be immense!
Extremely difficult to practice.
There are far more than just seven moves!
Forms one to nine are a threshold.
If someone with extraordinary talent practices the tenth form, he can deliver a punch with 512 times the power. This multiplication can be superimposed with any other force.
Use the small to win the big, and kill the enemy above your level!
As the saying goes, nothing is difficult in the world.
I'm afraid that's what baseball boxing is like.
Zong Shen had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance that this boxing technique was extraordinary.
It was passed down as a protective fighting fist for the young and old in the holy land.
Among the younger generations, some have modified some of the obscure parts of the boxing techniques.
From then on, it was passed down to all disciples in the holy land.
It is also called the body-protecting killing fist!
"Ordinary martial arts?"
"Ordinary martial arts!"
Lin Chen muttered a few words.
He raised his head suddenly.
There was a devilish black light in his eyes as he looked at Zong Ze.
"How dare you lie to me!"
"He deserves to be killed!"
Zongze shook his head.
"What the hell, what more can I say to a dead person?"
"Lin Chen, you took my Dao Mark and destroyed my origin that day, today I will repay you tenfold!"
"After you die, the Lin family will be wiped out of this world."
"Leave no one alive!"
He was like a killing god, his voice was cold.
At this moment, the strength of his legs accumulated to the extreme, and he jumped up suddenly and fell on Lin Chen's head.
The spiritual power in his body circulated, and the Overlord Halberd in his hand split again.
Just flick your palm!
Countless Overlord Halberds swung towards Lin Chen!
At this time, Lin Chen's transformation into undead form had been completed.
A wolf's head and a human body.
There were still some whiskers dancing on his body that had not yet been retracted.
From time to time, a drop of black viscous liquid fell from above to the ground.
In an instant, all the plants within a radius of several meters on the ground withered and died.
Apart from his head and face, there was no trace of a human figure on his body.
It's exactly the same as the legendary Anubis, the god of the desert!
At the gate of the imperial city a hundred miles away.
All the soldiers focused their spiritual power on their eyes.
Improve your vision and watch the battle from a distance.
Such a big change naturally did not escape their eyes.
How could they not understand at this moment that Lin Chen was the traitor who defected to the alien race!
The Sword of Pojun and the Golden Hook Scepter were both left on the ground.
Endless death energy from the underworld transformed into a Bible of the Dead and a scale of judgment in his hands.
This is his undead form!
The god of the underworld, the body of Anubis!
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