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Chapter 424 The Corpse God Manifests His Power



Chapter 424 The Corpse God Manifests His Power

At this moment, the voice of the golden-armored god came from within the Tai Chi diagram.

"Young master, please be careful!"

"They are three novice saints."

Chen Sheng nodded, thinking to himself,

"understood."

The Spirit Clan Saint in front of Chen Sheng spoke.

“Chen Sheng, I am Ling Chou of the Ling Clan, next to me is my brother Ling Hen, and that is Wenren Xing of the Demon Clan.”

"Today, the three of us saints are ganging up on you, a quasi-saint. Although it is a bit of an unfair victory for us."

“But you, Chen Sheng, have repeatedly thwarted our Spirit Demon Clan’s plans and wantonly slaughtered our Spirit Demon Clan warriors, so we brothers had no choice but to take action.”

"You can be proud of yourself for having three Saints ambush a mere Quasi-Saint!"

"Chen Sheng, prepare to die!"

Three golden beams shot towards Chen Sheng like lightning, as if to grind him into dust.

Lingxin, who was standing nearby, looked on with a smug smile.

Chen Sheng is ranked number one on the Spirit Clan Extermination List.

However, the Spirit Clan was repeatedly defeated by Chen Sheng.

Among those of the same level, almost no one in the Spirit Clan could rival Chen Sheng.

Therefore,

Lingxin then suggested to the patriarch that a sage be dispatched to deal with Chen Sheng.

In order to minimize noise,

The Spirit Demon Clan deployed three early-stage Saints, intending to end the battle quickly and avoid causing trouble as much as possible.

After all, the Yanhuang divine race was not to be trifled with.

If it weren't for Chen Sheng's extraordinary combat strength, making him invincible among those of the same level,

The Spirit Demon Clan would not resort to such a drastic measure.

Overjoyed that Lingxin's request was granted, she immediately led a group to secretly follow him.

The Elven race excels in soul magic.

Lingxin summoned a saint-level soul master to deduce Chen Sheng's return route.

Prepare in advance and wait for Chen Sheng to enter the ambush area.

To use one's intentions to scheme against the unintentional,

As expected, Chen Sheng entered the ambush area.

Lingxin thought to herself,

Lord of the Underworld? What utter nonsense!

Bullshit human genius!

A dead genius is nothing.

Lingxin became happier and happier as she thought about it.

He watched as Chen Sheng was about to die in front of him.

Lingxin began to fantasize about how she would boast about her great achievements to her friends after she returned to the Hui ethnic group.

suddenly,

A gleaming spearhead appeared in the void!

Bang, bang, bang!

The three golden rays were dispersed by the spearhead.

Then,

A terrifying figure appeared!

The Corpse God has appeared!

The Corpse God, wielding the Demon-Devouring Spear, appeared before Chen Sheng, blocking the attack of the Spirit Demon Clan Saint.

The aura of a high-level saint caused shock throughout the entire venue!

Ling Chou gasped.

what?

High-ranking saint?

Chen Sheng actually has a high-level saint protecting him!

To avoid leaks,

Ling Chou and the others concealed themselves and secretly observed Chen Sheng for a long time.

No trace of the sage was ever found around Chen Sheng.

Not even a tiny bit.

The ambush plan was finalized only at the very end.

what about now?

Why do saints appear?

Moreover, he is a high-ranking saint.

The realm of saints is a world unto itself, with each level encompassing a new world.

Each step is like an insurmountable chasm.

Three initial-stage Saints of the Spirit Demon Clan faced off against the high-stage Saint Corpse God.

It's like three ants facing a fully armed adult.

How should this battle be fought?

Before Ling Chou could figure it out,

Chen Sheng spoke.

"Lingxin, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Lingxin's face was deathly pale, her body swayed unsteadily, and she was about to collapse.

"I knew long ago that your Spirit Clan wouldn't let this go, but I didn't expect you, Lingxin, to come in person. What a pity!"

"Corpse God, make your move!"

Chen Sheng said.

The Corpse God flicked his spearhead and attacked Ling Chou.

Ling Chou summoned his shield-shaped magic weapon and shouted,

"Attack together! Use your natal magic weapons!"

Linghen also shouted,

"Big brother, let's go for it!"

Wenren Xing remained silent, took out a banner-shaped magic weapon, and together with Ling Chou and his brothers, fought against the Corpse God!

Two shields and a summoning banner formed a powerful defensive formation, attempting a final desperate attempt!

pity!

They were facing the God of Corpses.

The Corpse God is not only a high-level saint, but also has rich combat experience, in addition to the offensive eternal artifact, the Demon-Devouring Spear.

This was far beyond the ability of Ling Chou and his few initial-stage Saints to resist.

boom!

After a loud bang,

The two shields and the summoning banner immediately shattered into pieces.

The powerful attack left Ling Chou and the others dizzy and disoriented.

The Corpse God strikes again.

The gun barrel hit him squarely!

puff!

One shot pierced the chests of Ling Chou and the other two.

If it weren't for Chen Sheng's secret instructions,

The Ling Chou Brotherhood was reduced to dust, their souls scattered on the spot!

The Eldar's ambush has completely failed!

Lingxin was utterly dejected and collapsed to the ground.

Without even looking, Chen Sheng slapped Ling Xin into powder.

The bronze tablet flew out instantly, taking away the corpses of Ling Chou, Ling Hen, and Wenren Xing.

next moment,

The space has changed.

Chen Sheng returned to the teleportation platform.

Upon exiting the teleportation platform, Chen Sheng discovered that all the cultivators guarding it had perished.

Needless to say, it was definitely the work of the Spirit Race.

Chen Sheng didn't linger any longer. He took out the crystal, activated the teleportation array, and quickly left.

Not long after Chen Sheng left,

A large group of people arrived outside the teleportation platform.

One of the cultivators crouched down, carefully examined the dead guard, and then said loudly,

"Your Excellency, it was the Spirit Race who did this."

The leading general roared in anger,

"Damn it, it's the Elven race again. Those bastards never do anything good."

"Send more people to keep an eye on the teleportation platform. I'll go back and report immediately."

"Yes, my lord!"

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