Soon, all the battle corpses were shattered into pieces by the immense force.
Wood-Element Corpse King lost several secret corpses in a row, and was backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his qi significantly weakened.
His eyes were full of astonishment, and his heart palpitated.
Was this monk's cultivation really so terrifying?
However, Monk Cang Long looked very relaxed, as if he did not even use his full strength.
On the other side, Gu Fan was also having a hard time against Monk Fu Hu.
"You mere Corpse Race, dare to resist the might of Buddhism?" Monk Fu Hu noticed that the battle on the other side had already ended, and while he mocked, he seemed to realize that it was a bit disrespectful, so he withdrew his smile and said solemnly:
"You see, this is the outcome."
"Humph!"
Gu Fan snorted and didn't say anything, but recited in his heart:
"Heavenly Devil Thirty-Six Transformations."
A majestic devil phantom gradually rose.