"What, you killed the bullhead." Bai Wuchang looked at Wang Bo with shock. She knew that Hei Wuchang was dead in Wang Bo's hands, but she didn't know that the bullhead was also dead in Wang Bo's hands.

Wang Bo said proudly: "Not to mention Niutao, even Wangxiangtai has been razed to the ground by me."

Bai Wuchang immediately gritted his teeth with hatred. She really didn't expect that Wang Bo would even destroy the projection of Wangxiangtai.

"You bastard."

When the zombie king heard this, he clapped his hands and said, "Brother Tai is indeed amazing. I admire him. But don't be careless. Although the strength of the bull head and horse face is good, the real master of the underworld is the judge Yan Luo, and they are the most difficult opponents. If Brother Tai thinks that the judge Yan Luo is an opponent like Hei Bai Wuchang, he will suffer a great loss."

Wang Bo waved his hand and said, "You don't need to remind you of this. I also know that the judge Yan Luo is different from Hei and Bai Wuchang, but I don't think they are my opponents."

The Zombie King had a headache, why didn't this guy in front of him listen to others?

Although the underworld in this world is just a projection, if we join forces, even he is not an opponent.

The guy in front of him is just a human being. Where did he get his confidence, thinking that he could defeat the underworld's Yin Gods.

This is too arrogant.

The Zombie King really wants to leave, and he can't take on such a pig teammate.

But if you think about it carefully, if one more person resists the underworld, you will have a greater hope of getting out of trouble, so the Zombie King had to say patiently: "Brother, you can see that the Yin God in the underworld you see is just a projection."

Wang Bo said: "Of course I know this."

"Then do you know that the strength of these projections is actually not as good as the original body."

Wang Bo asked back: "Do you think I'm like a fool?"

Seeing that Wang Bo was a little normal, the Zombie King continued, "Brother, let me tell the truth, don't dislike listening. Even though the Yin Gods in the underworld are not as good as you today, as time goes by, their strength will become stronger and stronger. If Brother Taiwan cannot wipe out the enemy completely today, it will definitely cause great trouble in the future."

Wang Bo was stunned and said slowly: "I didn't expect this."

The Zombie King hit the railway while it was hot: "But I can help you. As long as the two of us are reasonable, we will catch all the underworld Yin Gods in one go, it's no problem."

"Just you?" Wang Bo said with a smile.

The Zombie King felt that he was despised by Wang Bo and couldn't help but feel angry, but he knew very well that he was just a projector, not as good as the original body, and might not be the opponent of this mysterious man.

So he suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "That's right, I think I still have some strength, so I can relax."

Wang Bo said: "Since that's the case, I'll try your weight."

The next second, he had teleported to the Zombie King and punched him out.

The Zombie King smiled, but a hint of coldness flashed involuntarily. The other party wanted to test his weight, so why didn't he want to test this man's weight?

If the opponent is very strong, he doesn't mind cooperating with the opponent.

If the opponent's strength is average, he will teach the opponent a lesson so that this guy can know what cruelty is.

Facing a fast punch, the zombie king not only did not retreat, but instead won. He was the king of zombies, an immortal existence.

It is difficult to destroy the sky and the earth to bury it. A body of muscles and bones is no worse than those of the people who practice the eight or nine mysterious skills. Even if they do not use magic power, they can still kill immortals with their simple power.

Even if it is just a projection, it is impossible to lose to a human.

So the Zombie King almost hesitated and smiled.

A muffled sound came out, and the zombie king flew backwards like a cannonball, looking at his broken right hand in shock, as if he had not come back to his senses.

At this moment, Wang Bo's ridicule came, "The idiot who can't even catch my punch wants to cooperate with me. Although you don't have the strength, you have a big face."

The Zombie King's face turned red. Although he was a little scheming, he couldn't bear it even when faced with such ridicule.

"Looking for death!" The Zombie King snorted coldly, and his broken right hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The whole person emitted a strong corpse energy, the earth began to dry up, and the flowers and plants began to die.

He rushed to Wang Bo like a ghost, his right hand became extremely hard, and his black nails were like sharp magic weapons, tangenting towards Wang Bo's head.

Today he was going to tear this guy who insulted him into pieces.

Wang Bo was unwilling to fight with the Zombie King head-on because the corpse energy on this guy's body was too strong, which not only spreads death, but also erodes human flesh and blood and corrupts human soul.

If Wang Bo can use the true energy of the sun in his body, he is not afraid of fighting with the zombie king in close combat.

After all, the true energy of the sun is the nemesis of some ghostly evil spirits.

The mere corpse gas cannot enter my body.

But now Wang Bo’s Sun True Qi is used to strengthen the seal to prevent the curse from breaking out. Without the protection of Sun True Qi, he would not dare to fight with zombies in a short time.

Even his physical strength is still above the Zombie King.

Facing the fiercely pounced on the zombie king, Wang Bo teleported, pulled a distance for a while, waved his right hand, and thunder splashed out from Wang Bo's right hand.

Thunder swept out like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, and instantly submerged the zombie king.

A series of terrifying thunders bloomed, with amazing lethality, and seemed to be able to drown out all evil spirits, zombies, and corpse energy, and kneel down in front of this thunder.

After all, Thunder is born to restrain such monsters.

However, the Zombie King showed a grim smile. Although Thunder is the nemesis of the zombie, he is no longer afraid of Thunder. The strong corpse energy surrounds the Zombie King, forming an exquisite black armor.

Under the protection of the black armor, the zombie king rushed into the thunder. The black corpse gas collided with the thunder, making a crackling sound. Then, the corpse gas wiped out a large area of ​​thunder. The zombie king killed without any damage and rushed towards Wang Bo.

Of course, Wang Bo was unwilling to fight with the Zombie King in close combat. He snapped his fingers, and thunder guns appeared out of thin air, floating above his head, and automatically locked the Zombie King.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

In an instant, hundreds of thunder guns fell from the sky, as if they were going to kill the Zombie King on the spot.

The Zombie King also understood that Wang Bo was not lucky enough to capture Bai Wuchang, but really had strength. Just this thunder gun in the sky was enough to make any Yin God drink a pot.

Not to mention a projection, even if the ontology appears here, it will feel tricky.
Chapter completed!