Chapter 644: Transformed Into a Corpse, No Different From a Mortal

It was understandable that the first bronze arrow missed the target. Strictly speaking, it was the first time he used the four Zhuxian crossbow towers in the village, and he was aiming at the Buried King, so it was inevitable that his accuracy was not good enough.

But the second time...it shouldn't have happened.

Could it be that his archery talent was so bad?

The country boy curled his lips. Anyway, he felt that his aim was pretty good.

"If two arrows don't work, then try a few more!"

With a sly smile, he regained his concentration. The country boy immediately leaned down again and sat in the arrow tower used for aiming. He half-closed his eyes and chose a suitable position.

With the remaining energy in the crossbow tower, it can at least shoot a hundred times. Even if there is no energy, it doesn't matter. It can be used again after cooling for a day. It is simply a sharp sword for killing the king.

Grandpa Lin is really something. He doesn't let him move at ordinary times, and only agreed to let him try at this time.

But——

"Hehe, dare to attack the Holy Land, I will shoot you into a hornet's nest!"

Looking at the fat and bloody arms of the Burial King, the country boy couldn't help but let out a mean laugh.

I have to say, it's still comfortable this way.

The King of Slaughter is thousands of miles away, and the other party may not even see his shadow until he dies. It is simply the best choice for ambush.

It's just that it's too big to carry with you. You need to charge it whenever you need it, and it's a bit difficult to use it with your physique.

"Try my ten thousand arrows!" The country boy's face flushed, unlike the previous two times. This time, he pressed his whole body against the crossbow, and then used all his strength to slowly push it to the top.

Although it's troublesome, at least more than five bronze arrows can be shot at one time.

"Swoosh, swoosh..."

At the arrowhead of the crossbow.

The dazzling cold light suddenly burst out like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

Target, Fat Burial King.

Launch!

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Outside the towering city.

The mountains and ravines are crisscrossed, and the giant peaks are huge, but they only reach the waist of Fat Burial King.

It panted violently, and after seeing that no arrows had been shot for a long time, it suddenly felt a little fortunate.

As expected.

The more terrifying the killing weapon is, the greater the restrictions on its use and the greater the cost.

The Lord of Liu Village did not want to show up, but it was simply a foolish dream to want to kill him with a treasure.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

However, the feeling of relief in Fat Burial King's heart had just fallen, and the towering city was suddenly covered by a series of dazzling lights.

Covering the sky and the sun, all were bronze arrows, densely packed, with a sharp momentum, cold light, as if to cover the entire world under this intensive attack.

Staring at the countless dazzling cold rays that rushed out of the sky, the Fat Burial King was completely frightened and rolled and crawled, shouting: "Old Burial King, Zhuohan Burial King, fellow Taoists...save me!"

Since the first palm of the Fat Burial King was pierced and shot into blood plasma, and then the Burial Kings came back to their senses from their shock, the wailing of the Fat Burial King has echoed in the void.

It seems like a long time, but in fact it was just a moment.

"Lord of Liu Village, what's a sneak attack?" The old Burial King's face was gloomy. At the same time, he jumped towards the Fat Burial King, waving his big hand, trying to drag him away directly.

The speed of Huo Heng Burial King was very fast, but it was just a thought, but the Zhuxian crossbow arrow was very fast after it was shot out. After all, it was an existence that could shoot and kill ordinary kings, so speed and strength were naturally the shining points.

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

The hand that Huo Heng Zang Wang stretched out had just touched the broken bones of the Fat Zang Wang, when the dense bronze arrows paused slightly in the air, and then fell at the same time.

Thousands of bronze arrows poured down like a rainstorm, and the sharp arrow tips drew cold light in the void, with a fierce momentum, and rushed straight to the Fat Zang Wang.

"Ah!" The Fat Zang Wang screamed in fear, and its body trembled under the coverage of the bronze arrows.

Those arrows seemed to have spirituality, specifically shooting at the parts of its body that had not been injured, and no longer arms, arms, etc., all-round coverage, if you can't dodge, you will definitely be shot into a hedgehog.

At the same time, these arrows were extremely sharp, and it still couldn't stop them even with all its means, and could only watch.

Seeing this, the old Zang Wang's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, and he suddenly increased his strength, trying to drag the Fat Zang Wang away. However, the power of the Zhuxian crossbow arrows was beyond imagination. Although it was a dead object, it had spirituality. When it sensed that someone was approaching, some arrows separated and threw Hong Huang towards the big hand that the old Zang King stretched out.

"What is this thing?!" Huo Heng Zang Wang's face changed slightly. Even it felt a kind of tingling pain as if its skin was torn at this moment.

Fortunately, its strength was far stronger than that of the Fat Zang Wang. Although those bronze arrows were sharp, it could barely resist. It immediately gritted its teeth, grabbed the Fat Zang Wang and pulled him out, while the other hand quickly grew larger in the wind, blocking the Fat Zang Wang's body.

"Boom!"

The big hand collided with the arrows, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The two powerful forces collided in the air, deafening, but some Zhuxian crossbow arrows still passed through the gap between the big hands and continued to shoot towards the Fat Zang Wang.

"Save me, save me!" The Fat Zang Wang shouted in fear.

Before the sound was completely over, the arrow had already fallen, and in an instant, it was riddled with holes, blood was dripping, and the whole body was broken. A soul that was the same as it, but much more transparent, flew out from the body that had turned into blood and flesh, and entangled on the arm of Huo Heng Zang Wang, and then escaped.

Zhuo Han Zang Wang and others were extremely shocked. Even if the old Zang Wang personally took action, Ma Yin Zang Wang was still shot through the heart, and only his soul escaped by chance.

This was because the strange bronze arrow did not have it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But before the Zang Wangs could figure out the situation, the abnormality reappeared. The sky that was originally clear and clear suddenly became dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

The sound of rolling thunder was enough to shake the sky.

The next moment.

A huge palm covering the sky appeared out of thin air, with a majestic momentum, as if to tear the sky apart, so huge that it covered the sky and the sun, and enveloped all the Zang Wangs.

In the sky-covering hand, there was a dark mass, no sunlight, only dots of stars, like a universe evolving.

Compared with it.

The fat Burial King's palm suddenly looked a little insignificant, no less than a small witch meeting a big witch, insignificant to the extreme.

In the thunderous roar, the giant palm fell directly without any hesitation, and the sand and rocks flew in the whistling wind, with a huge momentum to the extreme.

Seeing this, the faces of the Burial Kings changed drastically, and they all took action to resist this sudden attack.

For a time, the sky was full of light and a deafening roar.

However, the power in the sky-covering palm was too terrifying and exaggerated.

No matter how hard a group of Burial Kings tried, they could not shake it.

"Time flows, time does not stop, what about the king? Turning into a corpse, it is no different from a mortal!"

At this time, a calm and indifferent man's whisper sounded.