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

Chapter 1122

That mountain is so high, its top reaches the blue sky.

The ravine is not deep, and there is the underworld in the middle of the bottom.

There is Huangfeng Mountain in the Huangfeng Ridge, and Chongtian Palace on top of Huangfeng Mountain.

The blue clouds rise up to the sky, and looking down at the clouds, if your eyes could be endless, you can take in the entire Huangfeng Ridge.

This is the highest mountain in the Yellow Wind Realm. On top of the mountain, there is a palace.

Responsible for the life and death, prosperity and decline of billions of lives and dozens of countries.

No one knows how long the rat demon clan has been entrenched here, herding humans, the mixed-haired beasts, yet worshipping them as true gods sent from heaven, who are in charge of everything.

The four words "survival of the fittest" are interpreted vividly.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Suddenly, golden music sounded in the palace, awakening the silent palace.

Hundreds of brocade-robed rat demons gathered from caves, Taoist temples and various palaces towards the main hall, all with gloomy eyes.

More than ten years ago, some pseudo-immortals of the human race invaded the Western Regions from the Southern Continent. Their power grew stronger and stronger, and the Western Expedition Army had already swept across the country.

East of Shahe, there was almost no place for the supernatural beings to survive, and they all retreated to the extreme west.

Thus, Huangfengling became a bridgehead for the supernatural.

A few months ago, the vanguard of the Western Expedition Army invaded Huangfengling, and more than a dozen fierce battles broke out, with both sides winning and losing.

Then, those active vanguards suddenly fell silent, and the increasingly intense situation came to an abrupt halt without any warning when it was about to lead to a large-scale conflict.

The great demons of the rat clan all understood that it was not the retreat of the Western Expedition Army, but the calm before the storm.

What determines the outcome of a battle is not the fight between the tribes under one's command, but the duel between kings.

The suffocating feeling that permeated the quiet air immediately made all the great rat monsters feel nervous.

Zhu Gangli did not make a move, and the first raccoon under the command of the Green Ox Pseudo-Immortal disappeared without a trace.

What they will face directly will be the absolute core of the Western Expedition Legion, the Green Ox Pseudo-Immortal.

When the brocade-robed rat demons gathered, the figure of a white-bearded old man appeared on the throne of Chongtian Palace. He was old and frail, with a hunched body. He was dressed in a plain white robe and held a magic staff in his hand. It looked like he would fall down if a gust of wind blew past him.

But for some reason, as soon as it appeared, it became the absolute focus of the entire Chongtian Palace, attracting everyone's attention among the monsters.

It clearly did not emit any momentum or breath, but it seemed to be the controller of everything.

"See Ancestor."

When the brocade-robed rat demon saw the old man, he immediately bowed to meet him.

"Oh!"

Before the old man could speak, something suddenly came roaring down from the sky and smashed into the palace with the force of a mountain.

Before the sound arrived, a terrifying feeling of oppression had already arrived.

"what?"

"careful!"

"Protect the ancestor!"

Several powerful rat demons moved extremely quickly, and at the moment the wave came, they sacrificed their treasures.

Shields, magic bones, magic circles...blocking the throne.

When the sound was uttered, a cloud of blood mist exploded directly, and with "bang bang bang", only a round object was left that fell to the ground.

The demons looked and saw that it was a hairy rat head, which rolled on the ground, revealing a pair of dead fish eyes. They cried out in fear and trembling, "Save me..."

It turned out to be the leader of the Rat Team that was sent out earlier to investigate the enemy situation. The only thing left on his body was his head.

With such tremendous power, its head should not have been left behind. It was obviously dropped on purpose to give them a warning.

"Who is coming!"

"presumptuous!"

"..."

The rat demon suddenly became furious and shouted angrily.

The strength they had shown over the past countless years made it almost instinctive for them to rebuke the enemy.

In Chongtian Palace, no one has ever dared to humiliate and intimidate them like this, never.

"Shut up, everyone. It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar." At this time, the old man looked outside the palace and spoke.