After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1140

"Buzz!"

However, at this moment, a crisp and subtle sound suddenly came from the originally calm air around, and the sound was like the trembling sound of a taut bowstring being suddenly released.

In an instant, all the supernatural beings were stunned, and an indescribable sense of tension surged in their hearts.

Almost at the same moment, an extremely powerful and suffocating oppressive force suddenly poured down from the sky.

This force was as heavy as a mountain weighing down an egg, carrying with it an incomparable power and majesty, making it impossible to resist. It swept over with the force of a tidal wave, and everything in its path seemed small and fragile.

In an instant, everything around seemed to become sticky. At first, it was like falling into water, and in a moment it was like falling into a quagmire. After a moment, it was like being wrapped in stone, and finally it was like solidified in gold and iron.

It became extremely difficult to move anything before the spirits could react.

Not only the movements, but even the demonic energy and devilish spirit flowing in the body solidified, just like molten lava that quickly became viscous when it was cooled, and then solidified.

"What's going on?!" a ghost shouted.

It instinctively looked up at the three spiritual masters, the Blue Lion King, the Demonic Elephant, and the Golden-winged Roc, thinking that they were going to attack it.

If the spiritual master at such a close distance locked onto me and wanted to attack me, it would indeed create such a situation.

This is a kind of confinement similar to domain restraint.

Before the battle even begins, you can destroy more than half of the prey's strength. This is why cross-level battles are so difficult. Without special support, it is almost impossible.

However, it soon discovered that not only it, but all the other spirits also had expressions of horror.

They all turned their eyes to the Lord of the Supernatural, and their first reaction was obviously to see what these three were planning.

The spiritual community's exploration of the path to immortality is like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their own magical powers and having their own way of living.

Even though they have been together for tens of thousands of years, in reality, most of the supernatural beings have never met each other.

There are only so many dormitories that can remain dormant, and since they are in urgent need of resources, there is no harmony between them. This is also a major reason why the Great Immortal Qingniu was able to sweep across the Western Regions.

If they really wanted to unite, all ten Green Ox Immortals would have died.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, all the spirits discovered that the faces of the three spirit masters, whom they had initially feared, froze, and they stood up and looked towards the distant sky.

I saw a ball of fire there, which had been lit up at some point.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it made a rumbling sound.

"What is that?" someone exclaimed.

"A shovel, it's a shovel!"

"The Great Green Ox Immortal is here!"

"How audacious! Forcing your way in without a way out!"

Soon, the spirits could see clearly what was behind the fire. Seeing things from a thousand miles away was nothing to them.

It turned out to be a large black shovel, surrounded by mysterious black inscriptions that flickered on and off, as if it could breathe on its own.

It was extremely huge, the shovel looked like a flying mountain, and the shovel handle was like a towering pillar, as thick as the weapon of a primitive troll.

The most terrifying thing is the aura it carries. It is not a mountain at all, but a world.

The whistling sound caused the entire world to shake.

"Be careful, we are trapped in space confinement." A ghost was terrified. At this moment, it felt that its whole body was bound, and every inch of its body seemed to be pressed down by a mountain.

As for the black shovel, it made its legs go weak and it trembled uncontrollably.

Psychics can often predict good and bad luck, and can sense extremely subtle murderous intentions, so they can seek benefits and avoid harm. It is almost impossible for them to launch a sneak attack.

Those who can do this are all extremely powerful people among the supernatural.

"Insanity!"

The Golden-winged Peng Demon was furious. The Green Ox Immortal's move had actually enveloped all the spirits. He treated them like ants. He roared angrily.

The golden wings turned into endless blades of light, like a sharp blade cutting through butter. With a flap of its wings, it broke through the confinement and rushed straight towards the black shovel at an extremely fast speed.

In almost the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the big black shovel.