"Zhang Tianshi, you can just call me my nickname privately. I am now a bishop, a bishop."

The fat old man really couldn't accept calling him a little fat man in front of so many subordinates.

"Even if you really become a pope in the future, you will still be a fat man in my eyes." Zhang Tian did not give face at all.

The fat old man grinned, with a very uncomfortable expression.

What can I do? I can only accept it.

Can you still beat Zhang Tianyi?

The key is that it can't be beaten.

The fat old bishop looked at Chen Zhao: "Shi Zhang Tian, ​​can this kid do it?"

"What do you think I brought him here for? Mascot?"

Roselick also brought his players back.

"Sir, what should I do now?"

"It's okay, Master Zhang is here." said the fat old man.

Chen Zhao looked at the approaching soul body of the dead.

That thing is quite awkward no matter how you look at it.

"Which thing sleeps with dead soul body? Do you have any characteristics?" Chen Zhao asked.

"There is no characteristics. This thing can be physically damaged. This is your best enemy." Zhang Tianyi said.

The fat old man Bishop and the surrounding Holy Sect soldiers looked at Chen Zhao.

That thing is a dead soul body. In their eyes, it is an unclean spirit body full of terrifying and strange power.

But in the mouths of the two of them, it seemed to have become a small problem that could be dealt with at any time.

The dead soul body saw a large number of holy soldiers gathered around Zhang Tianyi and immediately accelerated and rushed over.

Its huge body enveloped it, like a sky curtain.

"Oh no... Everyone's protection has the highest adjustment, hurry up!!" The fat old man Bishop saw that Chen Zhao had not moved yet, and the dead soul body had already rushed over, and screamed in fear.

call--

Suddenly, a strong and high-heat airflow whizzed through the middle of the crowd.

The next moment, Chen Zhao had already appeared in front of the dead soul body.

One punch! Boom-

The middle part of the dead soul body is first opened with a hole, and then the power spreads from the hole to the surroundings.

In an instant, the spirit of the entire dead soul body cracked instantly.

Chen Zhao fell to the ground again and moved his limbs.

Everyone looked at Chen Zhao with surprise.

One punch? That's it?

It has no fancyness, but it makes people particularly visually impactful.

"Is this over? It's so boring, Lao Zhang, an enemy of this level, can be solved even when you are squatting in the pit and wiping your butt."

Chen Zhao clapped his hands.

The fat old man, Bishop and the Holy Cult Army, all looked angry.

They all felt that Chen Zhao and Zhang Tianyi's words were too much.

Zhang Tianyi glanced at Chen Zhao: "The trouble is still behind. The dead soul body is actually the source of evil thoughts that move. Although each individual is very powerful, they are the food of other unclean souls. Especially after this food is killed, it is like a scavenger smelling a rotten corpse."

Gradually—

Everyone saw dark and unobstructed light spots appearing in the distance.

Here comes! Here comes...

Those things are coming!

Truly full of gloomy and terrifying manifestation.

It was as if the evil thoughts of the whole world gathered here.

Even if those things are not in front of you.

But the overwhelming sense of oppression still made everyone unable to breathe.

That is not a big army, it is simply a mountain torrent and tsunami.

"This is in line with your current strength." Zhang Tianyi said relaxedly from the side.

After all, he doesn't need to do anything, he just needs to watch the show next to him.

Zhang Tianyi suddenly felt so happy... Sometimes happiness comes so suddenly... so strange.

"It seems so troublesome." Chen Zhao sighed: "I suddenly regret helping you."

The fat old man could no longer continue to joke so easily and casually when he was the master.

"Now there is a little bit of a big incident." Zhang Tianyi said: "You know, what kind of consequences will be caused if these things go out."

Chen Zhao turned his head and looked at Zhang Tianyi: "Can you hurt them all a Spell of Spiritual Spirit?"

"No problem." Zhang Tianyi agreed readily.

Chen Zhao's sixteen external incarnations appeared at the same time.

Next was 16,000 stone swords.

These stone swords were created and tempered by Chen Zhao in the River Map.

Without the help of Lao Tui, Chen Zhao could only do it himself.

When the stone swords in the sky were flying in the air.

Even Zhang Tianyi was stunned.

"Chen Zhao, your move is Wan Jian Returning to the Sect, right?"

"I created it myself, and I did think of this name at the beginning, but I just felt very ashamed."

As for the people from the Holy Cult Army, their eyes were almost about to fall to the ground.

What is that? Miracle?

Compared to Chen Zhao's first move, he just punched him.

Although the results are shocking, they are not enough.

But now, the effect of the stone sword flying all over the sky is completely incomparable.

And that amazing killing efficiency.

All the Holy Sect soldiers combined are probably not as efficient as Chen Zhao alone.

The key is that Chen Zhao is completely standing behind.

No unclean soul can reach a range of 1,000 meters.

"This trick is to lead the needle from Qingyimen."

Just like Chen Zhao was observing Zhang Tianyi, Zhang Tianyi was also observing Chen Zhao.

Zhang Tianyi quickly figured out the purpose of Chen Zhao's move.

And when they were communicating, Chen Zhao once taught Zhang Tianyi the external incarnation.

So Zhang Tianyi quickly figured out the trick.

But it was clear that it was clear, but there were probably no one else who could use it like Chen Zhao.

After all, Chen Zhao practiced like this every day in the Hetu, and I don’t know how much time it took.

This is not a matter of just how much magic is, but a pile of time.

Even Zhang Tianyi was so excited when facing this move.

But there are too many unclean souls.

It is so numerous that even more than 10,000 stone swords cannot completely stop those unclean souls.

And there are some unclean souls that are much stronger than ordinary unclean souls.

"Chen Zhao, this trick doesn't seem to work. Even if your Wanjian Guizong can't stop it."

"I don't call Wan Jian Guizong this move." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes and put away all the stone swords.

The fat old man, Bishop and the Holy Sect, saw that Chen Zhao actually put away the stone sword.

They all thought Chen Zhao had exhausted his magic power.

But this is understandable.

After all, Chen Zhao just used that big scene magic to kill hundreds of thousands of unclean souls.

This is already a huge meritorious achievement.

However, Chen Zhao's achievements were a bit insignificant compared to the total number of unclean souls.

At the same time, all the external incarnations of Chen Zhao were combined into one.

Chen Zhao twisted his neck and looked at the crazy waves that had rushed over.

Suddenly, Chen Zhao waved his palms suddenly and kept slapping towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, giant palms kept falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom boom-

Like a bomber,
Chapter completed!