Even Taoist powerhouses like Xu Zimo and Baimeng could not stand firmly and sat down one by one.

"What kind of corpse is this?" Baimon asked in surprise.

"Is it very strong?" Xu Zimo asked.

He doesn't have much concept of strength.

"Three flowers or three corpses?" he asked.

He has also met the ancestor of Zhenwu, but unfortunately, this sense of suppression alone cannot compare to the ancestor of Zhenwu.

Xu Zimo didn't know if this was his illusion.

"To be honest, among the people I have met, except for the former Lord, I have never felt this kind of oppression," Baimon said seriously.

This is a simple sense of oppression, a kind of suppression of the weak by the strong.

Bai Meng can be considered a person who has seen the world.

Xu Zimo nodded and said with a smile: "Master, this world is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

It seems that our understanding is not comprehensive."

"What should he do?" Baimeng looked at Lin Ruhu and asked.

Even if Lin Ruhu absorbed Fatty's corpse energy at this moment, it would actually be of little significance.

Because according to what the Great God Zhengyang said, all three types of corpse energy, the upper, middle and lower, must be absorbed before one can wake up.

And maybe even gain the strength of three people.

What is the specific situation? Xu Zimo also plans to let Zhenwu Ancestor see it.

He has a headache.

However, he raised his head slightly and said coldly: "Maybe I know where the corpse energy is."

"Go out," Xu Zimo asked Baimeng to return to the mainland of China.
Chapter completed!