After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1148

For those whose bodies have become saints, even if their souls have not been cultivated, their spirits will be naturally powerful because they are nourished by their bodies. They will be invulnerable to swords and guns, and will not be affected by water or fire. They can walk in the world with their spirits alone.

It is impossible to be so unreal that there is not even a shadow.

"The blood sea world exploded, and it finally worked!"

"Qingniu Pseudo-Immortal, you can rest in peace now!"

The Green Lion King and the Demonic Elephant felt relieved. This Green Bull Immortal was too powerful. He carried the Blood Yaksha of the entire blood sea and attacked together with them. He almost broke through the blood sea world and could ravage them repeatedly.

No matter how hard we fight, we can't kill them. No matter how hard we fight, we can't wear them down.

The magic power is endless and the Tao is roaring. They have no other choice but to keep resurrecting and consuming it.

In the end, the sea of ​​blood was broken through, and the three spiritual masters summoned all the power of the sea of ​​blood world and attacked the Green Bull Immortal.

Finally, we have reached this point.

Only a faint shadow remained of the Green Ox Immortal, and his aura and spirit had weakened to an extremely fragile level.

Just a gust of wind can blow him away.

"What a pity, only a remnant soul is left." The Golden-winged Peng Demon gritted his teeth, looking unwilling.

The constant death and resurrection, even with the blessing of the twisted laws of the blood sea world, allowed them to transcend the law of reincarnation and greatly reduced the damage.

But countless times of superposition still brought them to a dangerous level.

More importantly, if only the remnant soul of the Green Ox Immortal is left, their compensation will be far from enough.

It is necessary to launch an unprecedented dark turmoil that sweeps across the entire Abyss Continent to make up for it. We can only wait and see to what extent we can recover.

"Green Bull Immortal, please leave your last words. You should be proud enough to be able to fight with us to this point." The Green Lion King raised the last few magic powers and prepared to take action to completely end Qin He.

Among the Western Expedition Army, there is also a supernatural traitor, Zhu Gangli, and another mink monster, who is also very powerful.

If the two of them join forces, they might be able to rescue the fake Green Ox Immortal.

"Remaining soul?"

However, at this moment, Qin He stood with his hands behind his back, and suddenly laughed, saying, "What residual soul? It's just a wisp of soul energy."

"Soul energy?"

The Golden-winged Peng Demon was stunned, as if he had thought of something. His sharp eyes were fierce, and he asked with a hint of horror: "What soul energy? It's obviously your soul that has been severely damaged."

Qin He put his hands behind his back, the smile on his face became even stronger, and said: "It's just a clone. If you need a soul, just attach a wisp of soul energy."

The light words spoken were no less powerful than a bomb that could blow up the entire abyss world.

The Golden-Winged Peng Demon's previously piercing eyes were now filled with fear, like a plague. This fear, as if alive, crept at a speed indiscernible to the naked eye, covering his hideous, distorted face in the blink of an eye.

The Blue Lion King and the Demon Elephant on the side were stunned by the scene before them. They stood there blankly, their bodies stiff as stone, and the expressions on their faces were frozen into an expression of disbelief.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the whole scene fell into deathly silence.

What did they hear?

Doppelgänger!

A clone!

The Great Green Ox Immortal in front of him, who had fought with them for more than three hours and broke through one of the spiritual ancestral lands, the Blood Sea World, was actually just a clone?

They didn't dare to believe it, couldn't believe it, and instinctively wanted to refute it.

However, the next moment, Qin He in front of him turned into a faint white light with a smile and disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing behind.

In the distance, a young man in hemp clothes, carrying a large iron shovel, approached in a flash. He said with a smile, "Let me teach you a lesson: a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If I were the real me, how could I allow you to drag me into this sea of ​​blood?"

The three spirit masters looked at the big black shovel on Qin He's shoulder, which had returned to his shoulder without him knowing when, and felt a chill that could freeze the devil's soul to death rushing to their heads.

This time it's definitely a dead ball.

Qingniu is a fake immortal and is unreasonable.

The three spirit masters wailed in their hearts, as if they had fallen into a nightmare and could not believe it.

Just a clone?

This is beyond cognition.

"Buzz!"

Qin He said nothing more. The big black shovel turned into a sky that covered the sky and the sun, and pressed down towards the three spirit masters. Just a trace of murderous intent that overflowed from it directly caused the bodies of the three spirit masters to crack, making them almost unable to move.