"Master, the opponent is the remnant soul of the lord of the tomb. It can display the power of the gods in a short period of time. We can defeat him with less than 5% chance of winning."

A figure suddenly appeared, the voice of the Almighty Little Demon. Also echoed Zhao Yi's mind at this time.

"This guy is the lord of the tomb. Is it God King Ciling?"

Zhao Yi's eyes condensed, and he stared at the person in front of him, his face was old in torn clothes. But despite the vicissitudes of the years, the pair of pupils still couldn't hide a trace of brightness and sharpness.

"Oh? I didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be someone who could remember my name. It seems that you have come prepared today."

God King Tsiling was obviously a little surprised. He had fallen here for decades. Although some people had been here, Zhao Yi was the only one who recognized him.

"Old man! Where did you hide the'Tianhunzhi'? The huge medicine garden tomb is all contaminated with corpse energy!"

Little Huzi seemed to hear the movement, immediately cut off his cultivation state, and stared at King Ciling.

His purpose in coming here is just a herb. But unfortunately, when he went, the medicine garden, which could be called the "Treasure House of the Mausoleum", had been completely destroyed by the zombies.

"Tianhunzhi...Tsk, your soul power is even higher than both of them. What do you need this thing for?"

God King Tsiling smiled slightly, and he stepped forward. When the soles of the feet landed, the figure appeared strangely in front of the little tiger.

"So fast!"

Little Huzi was shocked, he was indeed a **** king, and he still felt unspeakably powerful even after death.

"none of your business!"

Little Huzi retreated two steps, raised his arm, and the supernatural power in his body crazily enveloped his fist. Vaguely, there are still overbearing evil spirits constantly gathering!

"boom!"

The terrifying force blasted out with a punch, and the King of Ling Ling couldn't avoid it, but he was still shaken back by the little tiger.

"Good boy. Only less than ten years old can hurt me!"

God King Tsiling clutched his chest, and the terrible evil aura continuously invaded his body. In an instant, most of the cells in his body died.

The handprint of the God King Tsiling changed, and the surging divine power rushed away arrogantly, when his eyes fell on the little tiger again. But there is a touch of strange color.

"With such a physique and extraordinary talent, if it can occupy the magpie's nest, it will not only be able to be reborn, but also be able to raise the cultivation base to a new level!"

God King Ciling's eyes flickered. He laughed, his figure turned into a streamer and rushed into the little tiger's body!

"Not good! God King Ciling wants to possess the little tiger, stop him!"

Zhao Yi's complexion changed slightly, and he did not expect that he would linger on the King of God dignifiedly, and would still covet others' bodies!

"As a dead person, I advise you not to make trouble!" Zhao Yi's expression was gloomy.

"Just rely on you as a god-man mid-term at the end of a powerful crossbow?"

God King Tsiling sneered, such a role. He can destroy it at his fingertips.

"By him."

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, pointing at the top of Lingshen King's head, the war spirit puppet folded his arms around his chest, and the moment Lingshen King raised his head slightly. He suddenly shot!

"boom!"

The war spirit puppet folded his hands together, and slashed down at the face of the King Ciling. With a terrifying blow, his entire face was directly collapsed.

"what!"

The God King Tsiling screamed, and at the moment he was hit hard, his handprints changed again and again, and with this thrust, he rushed straight into the little tiger's body!

What an amazing response and resilience!