Walking Corpse: Witched Doctor Family

After all, a rare zombie like Bai Qi was simply too far away from them. However, when they saw that white robe and white helmet, they knew that it was impossible to find a person who looked like a god in this world. They also knew that it was definitely not a kind-hearted person.

One must know that even the most powerful experts of the sect would not be able to float in the air. Even the so-called Dao Gate's top tier Cloud Stepping technique required one to come in contact with rooftops, trees, and other objects in order to barely rise a few meters in the air. However, it was only for a short period of time.

Flying stiff, travelling a thousand miles in a single day. The highest level of zombies.

Different from these short-sighted disciples, the leaders of the Eight Ancient Surnames had a drastic change in expression.

Bai Qi, the Saint King of the zombies that had killed many Eight Ancient Surnames disciples in a row, stood at the outskirts of Guizhou and Changsha.

Bai Qi gazed from up in the sky, like an ant, looking at the disciples under the protection of the imperial seal in the middle of the street, like gods had descended to the mortal world.

"Assemble the formation." The expression on Ji Silee's face became nervous. With a loud shout, he rushed down from the rooftop, and the other seven leaders of the Eight Ancient Surnames also charged down, with Ji Silee at the center, and arrayed themselves in a formation.

At this time, no one would care about Faang Wei and the others anymore. In fact, the enemy in front of them was the legendary Evil God who had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in one night, Bai Qi.

Ji Silee waved the big black sword in his hand, all the disciples shouted together and threw down the weapons in their hands, and pulled out the spare swords from their waists. On their bodies, each of them had tied up a golden mirror that reflected the sunlight, causing Faang Wei and the others to be unable to open their eyes, but how could Faang Wei miss this thousand year battle?

All the disciples of Eight Ancient Surnames brandished the swords in their hands, as though they had formed a white dragon with a sword as the back, and Ji Silee stood at the front of the formation with a black sword that was different from everyone else, forming the shape of a dragon head, while the other seven formed the dragon claws, dragon tails. From afar, it looked like a giant White Dragon that was hibernating, waiting for the right opportunity to make its move.

Ji Silee stood at the head of the formation with his white hair and a gaze that would make people tremble with fear said sinisterly, "Where is the pay lamp?"

Lucky shouted, "Lamp, come!"

Suddenly, Lucky jumped onto the dragon's body and sat down cross-legged. It lit up its thumbs with a blue flame in its hands.

Although this speck of dim light was not very bright, it was indeed made from the blood and sweat of a lifetime. If the lamp was extinguished, then the person would die.

It could be seen that in order to deal with Bai Qi, their Eight Ancient Surnames had never been in unison before, and they shared life and death together.

The enmity between Bai Qi and the Eight Ancient Surnames could be traced back to a thousand years ago. As a result, there was a strict rule in the Eight Ancient Surnames s from ancient times: When they met Bai Qi, either they would kill him or they would die.

And the 'Octoterra Draconic Formation' that was laid down by the Eight Ancient Surnames was refined through the blood and sweat of previous generations, to deal with Bai Qi!

Bai Qi looked coldly at the disciples who were unceasingly setting up the formations underground, and his gaze became even colder.

Ji Silee clenched his teeth, and shouted loudly: "Go!"

All of the disciples of the Eight Ancient Surnames grabbed onto each other's shoulders, and like a giant dragon drinking water, they raised up their enormous dragon head. On top of the dragon head, Ji Silee held onto the enormous black colored sword, and borrowing the immense momentum from the several hundred people, they waved their gigantic sword and slashed down toward the Bai Qi who was standing in midair.

The sound of wind and thunder seemed to be alive in the air, his aura was surging, and it was almost impossible for Faang Wei to open his eyes.

Bai Qi's eyes revealed a look of disdain, and shouted out, "An ant's skill, actually dares to win honor with the Tactics of the Tactics of the Ant, damn it!"

After he finished speaking, without even drawing the sword in his hand, he took a step forward and punched out!

Bang! A loud explosion echoed out, and immediately, the huge halo of light with Ji Silee as the center, quickly dispersed, and the huge shockwave spread out. Even Faang Wei who was ten steps away was shaken by the shockwave until his entire body was in pain, let alone the disciples in the formation!

As expected, Ji Silee's body trembled violently. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew towards the ground at a fast speed while the other disciples fell to the ground in a mess. This seemingly invincible array, under Bai Qi's punch, was actually completely shattered!

Faang Wei's mouth was wide opened, and could not close for a long time. This, this was simply unimaginable, one person with one fist, had actually sent hundreds of people flying!

Who exactly was this person? He actually had the power to match up to the power of the heaven and earth. In Faang Wei's eyes, Shang Fu and his grandfather were already the most top-notch existences that he knew. But the person in front of him, was already who knows how many levels higher than his grandfather.

Faang Wei thought back to the zombie class that Shang Que had introduced to him. He remembered that the most invincible existence among zombies was the warrior who slaughtered Bai Qi during the War Nation.

Bai Qi!

To think that he could actually be so close to the legends of history, Faang Wei was somewhat unable to believe that he was still in reality.

After Bai Qi punched out, he did not take advantage of the fact that he was in pursuit and continued to stand in midair. He moved like a god.

After Ji Silee landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and shouted sternly: "Salary lamp, prepare, disciples, burn your Fate Soul, to sacrifice to the heavens!"

When Ji Silee said this, a look of hesitation appeared in the disciple's eyes, and one of the disciples shouted: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Then, as if he had gone mad, he ran for the end of the street.

Ji Silee caught up and slashed with his sword. Gripping his head, he shouted loudly, "Disciples of the Eight Ancient Surnames, there is no room for joy in life, and there is nothing to be afraid of even in death. Today is the day you will be famous throughout your ages.

"How can the inheritance of the imperial seal die?" Since the Patriarch has already decided that he will die, then these disciples are all men with bloodthirsty natures, and have a reputation that takes precedence over all else.

Ji Silee was the leader of the Eight Ancient Surnames, and as he set a example, they all began to chant. A ray of spiritual light appeared three feet above their heads, and slowly turned into a human figure, which the Eight Ancient Surnames disciples also had no choice in. They followed the Patriarch's actions, and instantly, above everyone's heads, a transparent human figure appeared.

"This is …" Faang Wei frowned. At this time, Shang Fu who had already regained his senses had already walked over, and said indifferently: "This is the so-called human life soul, a human life soul, having three souls, even if three souls are outside, there is still a possibility of reviving the dead. But once the life soul is out, there will be no chance of survival, the immortals will not be able to save them, these people …" A trace of killing intent flashed past Shang Fu's eyes, and he said coldly: "You disobeyed a Saint Ruler, you shall die."

Looking at the ruthless killing intent in Shang Fu's eyes, Faang Wei couldn't help but shiver. These were the lives of hundreds of people, could it be that in Shang Fu's eyes, they were nothing more than ants to him?

Faang Wei could not help but remember what Tang Wan had said that day: If you are not of my race, then you must have a different heart.

He began to waver. Was his choice really correct?

Just at this time, the fate souls above everyone's heads started to gather towards Ji Silee's direction. The top of Ji Silee's head was like a giant spinning hole, as it started to absorb the fate souls, and in the end, the disciples who used up their fate souls, all had dispirited looks on their faces.

"I will follow the will of the heavens and burn my fate soul. I will kill the enemy with my will, I will not regret it even if I die a hundred times!" Ji Silee raised his voice, "Salary light, burn!"

Lucky replied. At this time, his hands had already been burnt to indistinguishable pitch black. But it seemed like he didn't feel anything at all. He said loudly, "The lamp is here, we won't regret it for a thousand years. Everyone, I'll go first!"

As he said that, Lucky's entire body lit up with flames, and a fishy smell entered Faang Wei's nose. Lucky, like a moth flying into a flame, jumped straight towards Ji Silee's head with all of the flames in its body, causing hundreds of its Fate Souls to burn together, as though they were being tempered in a furnace.

Looking at the white tiger, Bai Qi's pupils also shrank, the look of contempt in his eyes immediately lessened by quite a bit. Holding the sword with one hand, a blazing white light suddenly burst out from Bai Qi's hands, with both of his hands gripping the sword, he fiercely slashed at the white tiger!

"Bam!" Waves of air surged, Bai Qi's robes fluttered, and the buzzing sound reverberated in the air deafening. Faang Wei and the others hurriedly dodged. When the white tiger and Bai Qi crashed into each other, it soared into the sky and roared, and its claws once again shot towards Bai Qi like lightning. Boom!

Bai Qi opened his eyes wide, holding his sword with both hands, he raised it high above his head, condensed his energy, and threw it at the White Tiger.

Bang! Bang! A zombie and a ferocious beast once again collided head-on. At their intersection, white balls of light stirred up and everywhere they went, they were blown apart and collapsed.

"Awoo!" The White Tiger released a shrill roar, bared its fangs, brandished its claws, and flew backwards. Then, it twisted its body to come back at Bai Qi.

The strong wind whistled, blowing everything that it touched, it was like a typhoon that was passing through, wantonly sweeping everything in its way. The two inhumane beings in the air were fighting like a raging fire, and even Shang Fu's face had lost its previous relaxed look, as he stared at the battlefield without blinking, not daring to even breathe.

Saint King Bai Qi, although he was a thousand year old Nondissolving Bone, and was only one step away from becoming a Heavenly Lightning Earthen Fire, he was not an incompetent person under the siege of several hundred people in Eight Ancient Surnames, even if he had to sacrifice his own life!

Faang Wei suddenly lost his standing, and didn't know which side he should support. It was true that Bai Qi had come to save him, but Eight Ancient Surnames was the same as he was, a living human after all. He couldn't bear to watch these people die tragically in Bai Qi's hands.

Suddenly, Bai Qi stepped on the air with his right foot, as though he had stabilized himself, his body shot into the sky, and leaped up.

The White Tiger raised its head and roared. A fierce light flashed in its eyes, and when it opened its mouth, a scorching white light that would cause people to be unable to open their eyes suddenly shot out, shooting angrily towards Bai Qi who was standing in the air!

Bai Qi's body suddenly turned, and the white light missed. However, it did not slow down at all, and directly smashed into a tall building a few hundred meters away. The tall building broke from the impact and swayed, as huge pieces of glass fell down from above.

"Damn it!" Bai Qi bellowed, the big sword in his hand pierced through the air and pierced into the left eye of the White Tiger.

Any living being's most vulnerable place would be the eyes. This colossal monster was also the same. If Bai Qi's sword strike hit it, the balance of victory would fall to his side!

The White Tiger roared towards the sky, its mouth suddenly wide open as it swallowed Bai Qi whole!

"Saint Ruler!" At this time, Shang Fu could no longer hold back and shouted loudly.

Bai Qi seemed to have disappeared, and after being devoured by the White Tiger, there was actually no other reaction.

At this moment, Shang Fu's heart had already reached his throat. Seeing the sudden change that occurred on the battlefield, he didn't know what to do.

The White Tiger cawed towards the sky as if it had won the final victory.

Suddenly!

A loud shout rang out.

A large sword suddenly rushed out and pierced through the White Tiger's upper jaw.

The white tiger's eyes revealed a pale expression. It continued to circle around in the air, letting out waves of whines.

"Die!" Bai Qi's body suddenly scuttled out of the White Tiger's body, and once again, he stood in the air like a god.

A substantial killing intent filled the air in the middle of the street. Bai Qi waved his sword and cut down the White Tiger Great Leader.

Boom!

The white tiger's body split apart like a piece of debris, forming specks of starlight that landed on top of everyone's heads.

Pah pah pah pah pah!

The sound of blood vomiting echoed unceasingly. Everyone seemed as if they had just woken up from a dream. Blood gushed out from their seven orifices, looking extremely sinister and terrifying.

"I'll use your head." Bai Qi screamed as his body suddenly dropped, and fiercely rushed to one of the Ji Family disciples. With a stretch of his hand, he had actually twisted off the disciple's head from his neck, and then, threw him behind, throwing him into the enormous view behind him.

That person's eyes were wide open as blood flowed out from his seven orifices. He died with grievance.

Bai Qi's body moved like lightning, his hand rose up and down, and seven or eight more people's heads were directly twisted down by him, placing them on the view of the capital behind him.

Bai Qi's eyes turned blood-red. In his eyes, these people were not even human, they were just tools he had used to set up a base in the capital.

The faces of the Eight Ancient Surnames disciples were ashen. In front of Bai Qi, they no longer had any power to resist, they could only use their souls to temper the White Tiger which had been brought out of the ground.

"Are you afraid of death?" Suddenly, someone shouted.

"Life is not worth living, there is no need to be afraid of death!" Everyone shouted out, "We have appeared for the family and righted the seal. It's not a pity for us to die!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Rather than dying at the hands of others, it's better to end it by ourselves!" The speaker picked up the sword on the ground and unhesitatingly swiped it towards his own neck.

"Well done!" All of the disciples cried out, "Brothers, I'm leaving first." Another seven or eight people committed suicide and died on the spot.

"Eight Ancient Surnames, leave your name throughout the ages, vow to die not for a thief like us!" Someone else shouted loudly. More than a hundred people had already committed suicide on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Faang Wei started to get excited. Although Eight Ancient Surnames was repulsive, the fearless spirit they displayed just now moved even Faang Wei. He suddenly jumped out and shouted, "Wait!"

Bai Qi's figure congealed, and seeing Faang Wei who had suddenly arrived, he asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"Bai Qi, when you were alive, you had already committed countless slaughter, which was why you were unable to reincarnate after death. Why did you have to create so many murders, are you not afraid of the heavens' retribution?"

"Divine retribution?" Bai Qi said hatefully, "The heavens can kill people, destroy everything in the world, and destroy everything in the world, but they can't kill me, Bai Qi!"

"Bai Qi, stop. They have already lost, why must you kill them all." Who knew where Faang Wei got the courage to actually stand in the middle of the street and shout loudly.

"If you block me, then you die!" Bai Qi suddenly stood up and flew towards Faang Wei. Faang Wei's body trembled and he closed his eyes, he knew that no matter how he tried to dodge, he wouldn't be able to block Bai Qi's attack.

Faang Wei didn't expect that he would die for the Seal's sake. The corner of his mouth curved into a wry smile.

"Don't kill him!" Suddenly, Shang Que rushed over from the side. He blocked Faang Wei's hands and closed his eyes, blocking in front of Faang Wei.

Bai Qi actually stopped, and stared deadly at Shang Que.

"You actually speak up for an ant?" Bai Qi's eyes revealed an expression of confusion.

Shang Que nodded heavily.

Bai Qi nodded: "Okay, don't forget your status!" Bai Qi suddenly stopped and flew into the air.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from sight.

The surviving disciples of Eight Ancient Surnames gasped in low gasps, as if they had not yet come out from the nightmare that they had just experienced. Yao Dingfeng walked over, although his expression was miserable, a trace of warmth was in his originally cold eyes as he nodded towards Faang Wei.

"Bring all of the disciples' corpses back. They are the pride of my Eight Ancient Surnames. We absolutely cannot let them die without returning to their souls." Yao Dingfeng took over the situation and started to clean up the mess.

"Great Ghost Head, this time, we lost, but we will come back."

Shang Fu didn't even raise his eyes as he said, "Welcome."

"Let's go!" Yao Dingfeng gritted his teeth and left with his men in a hurry, unwilling to give up.

Faang Wei's entire body collapsed on the ground. After going through such an inconceivable experience, he was only supported by his desire to live. Now that the matter was over, pain poured in like floodwaters.

"Let's go." Shang Fu carried Faang Wei in one hand and Wang An in the other, and quickly left with Shang Que.