Chapter 2815
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The North Underworld King was shocked in his heart.
He didn’t expect that there was actually a person hidden in Wuhua’s space ring.
So fucking insidious.
The next second, confusion appeared in his eyes.
Because the person who flew out from Wuhua’s space ring was not only a monk, but also a dead monk.
With eyes tightly closed and a pale complexion.
There was no sign of life at all.
Immediately, the North Underworld King became more vigilant in his heart.
「At this time, Wuhua would never bring out a dead person for no reason. There must be something strange about it.」
Dong！
Just then, another figure flew out from Wuhua’s space ring.
It was still a dead monk.
「Shua！」
Immediately afterwards, the third dead monk flew out from Wuhua’s space ring.
The three dead monks were neatly arranged on the ground beside Wuhua.
Seeing this scene, the North Underworld King couldn’t help but sneer and said with a laugh, 「Wuhua, you should lie down with them. Then you’ll be reunited.」
Reunite your mother！
Do you really think these people are just for show！
I hope you can still laugh later！
Facing the taunt of the Northern Underworld King, Wuhua’s complexion remained unchanged. While cursing in his heart, he slowly raised his hands, closed his eyes and concentrated, chanting a spell.
The sound of the spell grew from small to large. At the beginning, it was like the echo of ancient times. Gradually, it began to reverberate between heaven and earth, carrying an indescribable coercion.
「Om… mani… padme… hum…」
With each word of the spell falling, the surrounding air seemed to tremble. An invisible wave of power spread out in all directions with Wuhua as the center.
A moment later.
The three dead monks lying on the ground actually made a 「click click」 sound in their bodies.
The Northern Underworld King’s eyes froze, staring closely at the three dead monks.
「Could it be that he can bring the dead back to life？」
When the Northern Underworld King was wondering, suddenly, the three dead monks opened their eyes at the same time.
「Huh！」
Their pupils were extremely scarlet, like two burning flames, revealing endless fierceness.
Then, their bodies began to twist, making a 「creak creak」 sound, which was creepy.
The complexion of the Northern Underworld King instantly became solemn. He could clearly feel that the bodies of these three dead monks contained terrifying energy.
Wuhua opened his eyes, a flash of pride passing through his eyes, and gave an order to the three dead monks： 「Get up！」
Boom！
As Wuhua’s words fell, the three dead monks almost stood up at the same time, exuding a majestic momentum, and every inch of space trembled under their coercion.
Peak of the Saint King！
The face of the Northern Underworld King became a bit ugly.
He didn’t expect that the three dead monks made by Wuhua were actually at the peak of the Saint King each.
If you add Wuhua, then he is facing four peak Saint King powerhouses！
「Kill him for me.」 Wuhua Shout .
Hearing this, the three dead monks walked towards the Northern Underworld King.
Although their movements were slow, every step they took seemed to span thousands of mountains and rivers, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
Especially on each dead monk, a bright Buddha light was released, as if dyed with a layer of golden luster.
The three walked side by side, and there was a rumbling sound all around, like the harmony of the sounds of heaven, and the momentum was quite terrifying.
Wuhua, like an outsider, stood there and said with a smile： 「As for the hole card, who doesn’t have one.」
「Northern Underworld King, isn’t my hole card a big surprise to you？」
「Don’t panic, enjoy it slowly next, they will entertain you well.」
Seeing the three dead monks pressing forward step by step, the North Underworld King was shocked but not flustered in his heart. He knew very well that only by going all out at this moment.
「Hmph, Wuhua, even if you use such heretical ways, I’m not afraid.」
Before the words fell, the North Underworld King’s figure suddenly rose and turned into a bolt of lightning, straight to the three dead monks.
He operated the Beiming Divine Skill, and immediately, the cyan long sword in his hand was like a divine weapon, with endless sharpness, slashing towards the three dead monks.
The three dead monks’ expressions remained unchanged, as if they were completely unaware of the impending attack. They simultaneously raised their hands, with their palms facing each other. The brilliant Buddha light formed an indestructible golden barrier, immediately bouncing off the North Underworld King’s attack.
「Peng peng peng！」
The cyan long sword collided with the golden barrier, erupting with a deafening sound. The space cracked, and the earth seemed to be sunk, shaking continuously all around.
Seeing this, the North Underworld King’s brows were tightly furrowed. He didn’t expect the defenses of these three dead monks to be so strong, but he wasn’t ‘tdiscouraged. Instead, it further stirs up his fighting spirit.
「Beiming Realm, open！」
The North Underworld King shouted loudly, and the black mist around his body surged like a storm, instantly spreading out and enveloping the entire space.
Under the blessing of the Beiming Realm, his strength was greatly enhanced, and the power of the sword qi became even more terrifying.
However, the three dead monks were not affected by the Beiming Realm at all. Their Buddhist lights were still bright, their steps were steady, and they continued to approach the Northern Underworld King.
「Just a mere Beiming Realm, and you want to trap my people？ Dream on.」
As soon as Wuhua’s words fell, the Northern Underworld King saw that the Buddhist light on one of the dead monks suddenly increased, and actually forcefully tore open a gap in his Beiming Realm.
The Northern Underworld King’s heart froze. He realized that he couldn’t measure these three dead monks with normal Saint King Peak powerhouses.
The strength of these three dead monks far exceeded that of ordinary Saint King Peak powerhouses.
Just then, Wuhua’s voice sounded again： 「Northern Underworld King, if you beg for mercy now, perhaps I can leave you with a whole corpse.」
Hearing this, the Northern Underworld King was furious and sneered： 「Wuhua, don’t be too complacent. I, the Northern Underworld King, have dominated my life. When have I ever begged for mercy from others？」
「As you said, it’s just a trump card. Who doesn’t have one？」
After the Northern Underworld King finished speaking, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a simple bronze puppet appeared in front of him.
This bronze puppet was about three zhang tall, exuding a faint metallic luster all over its body, and gives off an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
「This is one of the treasures that guards our Northern Underworld Family – the Northern Underworld Divine General！」
The Northern Underworld King said coldly, “Wuhua, don’t think that just because you have brought out a few dead monks, I have no way. Now let you see the power of the Northern Underworld Divine General！」
After saying that, he activated his true energy and infused it into the bronze puppet.
「Om！」
The bronze puppet suddenly seemed to come alive. Its eyes shone with a blazing light, the metallic luster all over its body became even more dazzling, and its momentum was like a stormy sea, sweeping through the nine heavens.
Wuhua’s complexion changed drastically： “Peerless Saint King！」
「Go, kill them for me！” The Northern Underworld King pointed at the three dead monks and gave the order to the bronze puppet.
The bronze puppet received the order and its figure turned into a golden lightning bolt, rushing towards the three dead monks.
Immediately after, the Northern Underworld King also raised his sword and killed towards Wuhua.
This decisive battle has not yet ended. Thousands of miles away, in a valley, another great battle is about to begin.
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