"Trialist of the Gods?"

The alien Zombie King pondered for a moment and replied: "As long as the Zombie here eats the flesh and blood of a stranger, he will mutate into a Zombie King, and he can use the star brute force he cultivated during his lifetime."

In exchange, he answered Zhutian's doubts, because in his mind, Zhutian was just a meat-eater and could not escape the endless corpses in the palace.

"You mean there are aliens in this palace?"

Zhutian looked at the alien corpse king in horror, feeling somewhat regretful that he had revealed something he shouldn't have.

"He must be killed!"

As soon as the killing started in his mind, Zhu Tian released his three-in-one power and rushed out, transforming his body into a sword, casting power like a rainbow, with Qingyan Fist as the front.

"How dare you make a sneak attack!"

The alien zombie king screamed in horror, and by the time he reacted, Zhutian had already rushed in front of him, his speed was too fast.

boom!

The sound of explosions came, and the alien zombie king was blown away by Zhu Tian with a punch, knocking down more than a dozen alien zombie kings before falling to the ground. Zhu Tianfu rushed out again, Qingyan Fist pursued forward, and passed through the gaps among the many zombie kings.

The middle step causes the step to pass through.

The response is so agile and the speed is so fast.

"Aren't you afraid of corpse poison smoke?"

The alien zombie king who fell to the ground roared in horror, with a ferocious light flashing in his bloody eyes. He danced with his four arms, releasing star brute force and corpse poison smoke to stop Zhu Tian. He raised the Dao sword and slashed directly into Zhu Tian's armpit.

His reaction was quick, but Zhu Tian was even faster. He twisted the cause and effect under his feet, and the Qing Yan Fist directly bombarded his head.

The last punch, Zhutian hit him on the chest, but failed to kill him. This time, Zhutian punched his head instead, and used the boxing champion's gloves.

boom!

The explosion sounded again, and smoke of residual blood and corpse poison was scattered everywhere.

The alien zombie king was killed and his head was broken into pieces. After Zhutian put away the Dao sword, he killed the alien zombie kings around him.

They are just low-level corpse chiefs with simple ideas and clumsy reactions. When they meet Zhutian, a trialer of the divine race who is not afraid of corpse poison smoke, they still have the power to fight back.

In a short time, more than a hundred alien corpse chiefs were wiped out. Zhutian swallowed a pure flower and left here. A pair of crane eyes were filled with evil light.

There are foreigners in the palace, which makes him full of killings. Now that he has met them, he will not let them leave the palace alive.

From the last roar of the alien zombie king, he guessed that the aliens were trapped in the city by the zombie king. Because they were afraid of the corpse poison smoke and had no net flowers.

In a corner of a manor, among the collapsed ruins, seven foreign students, five men and two women, were sitting around, all looking horrified.

Without the protection of their mentor, they couldn't fight against the corpse boss, and the corpse poison smoke was a fatal injury to them. They ran around to avoid it, and moved to several places before escaping to this ruins.

The original fifteen-person team now only has seven people left, and two of them were injured.

"Why? Why exactly? How come there are so many corpses in this palace city."

An injured short alien student screamed, his voice like a hiss from the madness suppressed by the threat of death.

His original injury was a minor injury, just a scratch on the skin, but in order to prevent the corpse poison from spreading, he gritted his teeth and cut out a large piece of flesh. As a result, the minor injury turned into a serious injury, and one arm lost mobility.

"Keep your voice down, do you want to recruit the Corpse Chief?"

A stout student next to him spoke with an angry look on his face.

"Can you control me whatever I like to be called?"

The short boy looked back with a fierce expression on his face, as if he wanted to start a fight if he disagreed.

Suddenly, sword light flashed past him, and the short boy's head rolled off. When blood spurted out, a gloomy-looking student behind him slowly withdrew his sword.

"You dare to kill someone?"

The stout student stared at the shady student, with anger burning in his eyes. They

They were already terrified, being chased by the corpse boss and running for their lives, and even killing each other.

"If you dare to yell again, I will kill you too."

The Yinliang student gave him an indifferent look, turned around and put away the Dao sword. A ferocious aura came out of the Yinliang, like a wolf under the night, which was terrifying.

Especially the two female students and the other injured person quietly stepped away from each other, very afraid of the Yingliang student.

Here, only three people are still staying in the same place. Apart from the Yingliang student and the stout student, another foreign student has been sitting quietly, unmoved by foreign affairs.

"Keng Yinmian, don't think that because your family is strong, you can do whatever you want. Compared with Linggu Academy, your family is nothing."

The stout student shouted and took out his two swords, getting ready for battle.

"You want to fight?"

Yinliang student sneered, took out a spear again, held it with both hands, and pointed the spear point at the stout student.

The left-handed sword and the stone pistol are also Taoist weapons.

"Stop fighting, you two, save some energy to fight the corpse boss!"

The student who was sitting quietly made a sound without even raising his head. The Yinliang student and the stout student both retracted their weapons, snorted at each other and then said nothing.

It was obvious that they were somewhat afraid of the students who meditated.

On the side of the ruins, Zhu Tian walked out with an evil smile on his face. He had been standing aside for a while. From the conversation between the seven people just now, he guessed that there were many foreign students trapped in the palace, and they should be trialists like himself.

The difference is that they are afraid of corpse poison smoke and there is no net flower reward.

"Who are you?"

As a shout came out, a female student first noticed Zhu Tian and scanned his body. Although there were three feet of black magic smoke, she could still see that the person had two arms.

When I turned the corner, it just felt strange.

"He is a member of the Gods!"

The student who was sitting quietly stood up with a shout. The other five people took out their weapons and came from different directions, forming a semi-encirclement.

"God boy, did you escape from that slave farm?"

The students who were sitting in meditation shouted and asked. They already had preconceived ideas and concluded that Zhu Tian was a member of the divine race who escaped from a foreign slave farm.

It turns out that since the Chaos Garden was closed, many Gods were captured and kept in captivity by alien races, called slave farms for short.

"Does your family have a slave farm?" Zhu Tian asked without answering.

He was so shrewd that he already guessed from the other party's question that "slave" refers to the people of the Gods, and "slave field" is the place where the people of the Gods are kept in captivity.

In the former Demon King's Capital, there was also a land where humans were kept captive. Hundreds of thousands of humans were living in panic, with no guarantee of their lives. In order to save those people, Zhutian had done a lot to eliminate their panic.

, coexisting with the demon tribe.

Although he was eventually annihilated by the people of Shengping Town, the scene of keeping slaves in captivity was deeply etched in his mind.

Therefore, when the foreign sit-in student asked questions, he guessed that the other party mistakenly thought that he was a slave in the slave farm.

"God boy, no matter which slave farm you escaped from, you must die!"

The student who was sitting in meditation did not answer Zhutian's question, but rushed out with a shout, holding a Dao sword in each of his four arms. There were Dao patterns undulating on them, clearly indicating that he was a foreign genius who had realized the Dao.

But his understanding of the Tao is too shallow, and he must have just entered the Tao. Xingmanli's cultivation level is not high, he is at the innate level, and his power to fly is restricted.

Zhutian naturally didn't care about such a weak opponent. He didn't even step on the cause and effect steps and rushed straight out with a punch.

His star brute force cultivation can be in the Immortal Realm, and is many times stronger than the opponent. With the Qingyan Fist bombardment, he can kill the opponent without any surprise.

Blood splattered everywhere, that strange

A student of the clan was blasted in the head by Zhutian's punch.

After killing one person, Zhutian rushed towards the other five people without stopping, and ended the battle with five consecutive punches.

His speed was so fast and so illusory that the five foreign students could not avoid him.

What's more, they don't even have Dao power, they are simply extremely weak.

"How can these alien students be so weak?"

After cleaning the battlefield, Zhu Tian left muttering, feeling that the foreign students were too weak.

He didn't even think about what kind of monster he was, he was simply a scarier existence than Chenzi in the Chaos Garden.

A street with collapsed ruins on both sides.

A group of alien trial students, led by four instructors, fled, trying to escape through other gates of the palace city.

Their idea is good, but the reality is cruel. Both ends of the street are blocked by alien zombies, who are pressing forward step by step.

This group of alien students was so powerful and so numerous that the Corpse King did not dare to be too oppressive.

On the broken wall on one side of the collapsed ruins, Zhu Tian stood quietly on the broken wall, becoming a bystander.

Because he was far away and surrounded by black magic smoke, he was regarded as the leader of the corpse by the alien students, and they didn't pay much attention to him even if they saw him.

When the corpse chiefs arrived, they felt his strange aura, and a few of them rushed towards him. But Zhutian did not fight them, and hid invisibly.

When his figure appeared again, those who rushed towards the corpse did not appear again.

Obviously, they have been killed by Zhutian.
To be continued...