章 1112: Blood Of The Corpse Emperor

Yin Xuanji was surprised. He had to re-judge Zhang Ruochen's abilities. If they fought one-on-one, he might very well lose.

"I must admit, you are indeed strong and have the qualifications to be arrogant. But can you really sweep everything by yourself?"

Yin Xuanji's eyes shone darkly. He took out a bell and shook it lightly.

Ding, ding.

Wind started blowing. Instantly, six Battle Corpse Kings flew out of the city manor and stood around Yin Xuanji.

Battle Corpse Kings were similar to Beast Kings. When the six Battle Corpse Kings were gathered together, shocking evil Qi emanated from them. It formed rings of black mist below Yin Xuanji's feet.

Some other Necromancer cultivators also controlled Battle Corpses to surround Zhang Ruochen. In addition to the six Battle Corpse Kings in the ancient city, there were dozens of Silver Armor Battle Corpse. They were as strong as First Trial Pre-Saints.