Heaven-defying Upgrade System

Following the loud shout of the Corpse Devil, a strong wave of energy rushed towards the seven men. These seven men who had almost reached the Heavenly Core Stage felt as if their backs were being pushed by an invisible hand. They couldn't help but rush towards the Corpse Devil.    

    

"Damn it! This aura was too strong! It can actually absorb our physical bodies! " Duan Feihong pulled with both hands, and a purple long saber appeared in his hands. He placed the long saber in front of his chest, wanting to use it to stabilize his body. Helplessly, the suction force became stronger and stronger, as if it was deeply attracted by a whirlpool.    

    

"Don't worry, watch me!" A scroll suddenly appeared in the hands of one of the cultivators, and as he opened the scroll, a dazzling starlight immediately appeared on the scroll, and the light circulated. The stars were bright. The scroll that had been opened was actually a painting that fell right under everyone's feet. In an instant, it firmly attached the seven of them to it.    

    

Zu Hongming also recognized this cultivator who took out the scroll. He was the ancestor of another big family in Great Wei Dynasty. His name was Ouyang Haochen. When Zu Hongming saw him, he was a handsome young man. He didn't expect that after so many years, Ouyang Haochen would become much older. However, he still had the feeling of being unrestrained and unrestrained.    

    

When everyone stood on the picture scroll that had been opened, the suction force that came from Corpse Tyrant's body instantly disappeared. Ouyang Haochen, on the other hand, was struggling even harder. He firmly grabbed the Spiritual Spell with his hand. He didn't dare to loosen his grip. Bean-sized beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead.    

    

"Alright, I'll take this opportunity to take his life!" The crowd stabilized their bodies, and one of the cultivators said.    

    

Corpse Tyrant looked at them calmly with his hands behind his back. However, there were some changes in his eyes. The strength of these people had exceeded his expectations.    

    

Almost everyone agreed to take this opportunity to get rid of Corpse Tyrant. In an instant, all kinds of attacks were condensed and glittered with colorful lights.    

    

"I would like to see how strong you all are!" Corpse Tyrant couldn't help but sneer at these people.    

    

"This won't do! Corpse Tyrant's unique movement skill was immune to all attacks! " When Zu Hongming saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he shouted at these cultivators.    

    

"Ah!" Only now did these seven cultivators remember that Duan Feihong's attack had penetrated Corpse Tyrant's body. It didn't cause any harm to him, it was precisely because of Corpse Tyrant's unique movement technique. In just a short period of time, these few old men had completely forgotten about this matter. Each of them patted their heads in frustration.    

    

However, now that the arrow was already on the bowstring, they had no choice but to release it.    

    

"One more fire attack!" Zu Hongming saw these useless old fellows and hurriedly shouted at them. These people immediately understood what was going on and took out their own Yang-attribute magic treasures. They transformed into numerous flames, and rushed towards Corpse Tyrant with their imposing manner.    

    

"Puah Puah Puah..." The attack in front had already penetrated through Corpse Tyrant's body, but his body had faded in an instant. Naturally, all of the attacks missed their target.    

    

Immediately after that, the colorful flame attack followed closely behind. Numerous scorching flames surrounded Corpse Tyrant in an instant.    

    

The abnormal movement skill that Corpse Tyrant used to dodge attacks, he had no idea what kind of movement skill it was. But it was certain that it had a lot to do with his cultivation of devil art. It caused all the attacks to be dodged by him. However, fire attacks were different. Fire was the object of yang in the world. The devil art that Corpse Tyrant cultivated was also of the extreme Yin attribute. The two extreme attributes collided. In an instant, a huge impact was created.    

    

"Awoo..." Corpse Tyrant couldn't help but roar. His body was burned by the flames and instantly attacked his weakness, causing some damage to him.    

    

"Humph... You bastards have completely infuriated me!" Corpse Tyrant roared loudly, and the surrounding fog instantly rushed towards Corpse Tyrant. At this moment, the fog became even thicker. It was only then that everyone realized... This fog also belonged to the cold element, and it would be able to increase Corpse Tyrant's power. Corpse Tyrant's figure instantly disappeared in the fog.    

    

Immediately after that, the fog became like a surging wave, sweeping towards the flames.    

    

"Don't come out and show off such an embarrassing thing. All of you will disappear!" Corpse Tyrant sneered disdainfully, and the fire was extinguished in an instant.    

    

"Ha!" After that, Corpse Tyrant shouted out loudly, and he started to form a devil seal with his hand. He then rushed towards the seven cultivators at lightning speed. His cultivation base had improved a lot at this moment. Zu Hongming could feel his strength increasing. He couldn't help but feel more and more surprised. It seemed like the Corpse Devil had hidden a lot of its strength. He didn't expect that his strength would increase by 20% at this moment.    

    

When the seven cultivators of the Corpse Devil saw them, they immediately rushed over. However, the silhouette of the Corpse Devil was just like a ghost. It actually caused their attacks to miss in an instant. "Not good!" Someone shouted, but the Corpse Devil had already arrived in front of them. With a sudden movement of his body, a huge shadow covered the seven of them in an instant. The seven cultivators who were enveloped by the shadow put on their armors one after another. An invisible energy wave quickly spread across their bodies. Although they were wearing a layer of armor, it tightly wrapped around their bodies. However, the attack launched by the Corpse Devil had indeed rushed into their souls. Their souls felt as if they had been pierced by thin needles in an instant. It was cold and gloomy. They couldn't help but tremble, and their bodies quickly retreated to the side.    

    

"All of you must hold on for a while longer!" Zu Hongming said to the seven men in the sky. He also saw that Liu Fei was too anxious, and wanted these seven men to stop the Corpse Devil for a while longer.    

    

However, Zu Hongming's shout reminded the Corpse Devil at the same time. The eyes of the Corpse Devil narrowed under the black bamboo hat. They looked at Liu Fei who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and smiled coldly at him.    

    

When Zu Hongming saw this scene, he knew that this was the result of saying too much. Immediately, he drew out his Ant-ant Night Moth Sword, wanting to block Corpse Tyrant's attack.    

    

But at this moment, Corpse Tyrant's body suddenly faded, and he passed through Zu Hongming's body. Zu Hongming's entire body was like a block of wood, frozen on the spot. The surface of his body was covered with a layer of cold air. It quickly covered his entire body, and in an instant. Even someone with Zu Hongming's cultivation base seemed to be frozen. He just stood there motionlessly.    

    

After Corpse Tyrant passed through Zu Hongming, he also severely injured Zu Hongming. After that, he continued to grab at Liu Fei.    

    

Yama, Tang Cheng, and Nangong Yingjie all stood in front of Corpse Tyrant and blocked his way. However, all of their efforts were in vain. After being penetrated by Corpse Tyrant's strange movement technique, they were just like Zu Hongming, frozen by the extremely cold air.    

    

"Hmph, as long as I can get rid of you, no one here will be a threat to me. Besides, that teleportation token must be with you!" Corpse Tyrant smiled coldly and grabbed Liu Fei's head.    

    

At this moment.    

    

Suddenly, a flame rushed out from Liu Fei's back. Corpse Tyrant let out a hissing sound and drew a breath of cold air. Then, he quickly retracted his palm that was trying to grab Liu Fei. His palm was like a lit candle, quickly melting away.