An Qisheng is very careful.
But facing such a completely unfamiliar and strange source, one cannot be too cautious.
There is no aura of heaven and earth in the Jueling Land. The aura of resentment can circulate, but it does not mean that it will not be generated. It just cannot exist between heaven and earth.
But those zombies created by him still have their souls in their blood. The hatred and despair left after the body is instantly distorted can be used by the zombie king.
An Qisheng believed in his speculation.
Fortunately, the place where these disasters came is a vast and sparsely populated place like the Xiya Mountains. If it fell on Fuso Island, it would be resurrected with full blood and break the seal in an instant...
Therefore, he is very careful.
.......
hatred!
hatred!
hatred!
Zombies are born from the grievances of heaven and earth, and are the most ferocious and maniacal. Once thousands of years of hard work are wasted, the killing intent in the hearts of all the sages surges, and they almost want to destroy the world.
The space in the golden coffin that contained the Sealer's burly and majestic demon-like body rumbled.
Endless waves of blood rise up like a sea of blood, with countless ghost faces flickering inside. Every time they are struck, it is like hundreds of demons wailing together.
But no matter how he rushed, struggled, or roared, he could not shake the seal.
There was not a trace of light in the endless darkness and blood-red.
"Do you still want to trap me for another thousand years?!"
In the dark and red void, all the demons roared and roared.
He was born with grievances, born with magical powers, immortal and immortal. The moment he was born, he had evolved into a zombie kingdom thirty thousand miles away, and became the top demon under the emperor's cruelty.
Given time, even if he goes one step further, it is not impossible to be on par with Huang Tian Shi Ru, or even stronger.
But by chance, I met that old thing.
That mortal old man was unbelievably tyrannical. He was clearly a mortal, but his strength was comparable to that of a god. He had been sealed away for a thousand years.
A thousand years!
Since his birth, he is only over a thousand years old, and nearly 99% of his years have been spent in this seal!
In the past thousand years, he has devoured the essence and blood of countless subordinates who were sealed together.
He can't wait another thousand years!
Buzz~
After another collision, a faint light flashed in the void.
This glimmer of light was extremely small, but in the darkness where there was absolutely no light, it was so dazzling!
Someone touched the seal? !
Zhu Shang's heart skipped a beat, and before he could think about it, he raised his head and roared angrily, and waves of blood rolled out like a tidal wave!
Outside the golden coffin.
An Qisheng tore off the talisman.
In an instant, the golden coffin trembled, and under the coffin boards that popped open, a stream of crimson and foul-smelling blood rushed into the sky like a tide. The evil magnetic field spread instantly, and in an instant, it was about to cover the entire Xiya Mountains again!
This time, it was much more ferocious than the previous one.
Because the magnetic field and aura diffused spontaneously before, but at this time, it was Zhu Shang who took the initiative!
Snapped!
The palm that tore off the talisman has not yet been raised, but has been slapped down hard. The yellowed talisman glowed with golden light, has blocked the channel for the blood to flow out!
One-tenth of a second!
This is the time it takes for Zhushang to affect the outside world after tearing off the seal.
In other words, it only takes one tenth of a second for this zombie king to turn the Xiya Mountains into a Shura field again!
Buzz~
A buzzing sound like the ringing of a copper bell echoed in the air, and waves of blood shot up into the sky and slapped on the snow like rain. The unexpanded magnetic field disappeared without a trace in an instant with a thunderous explosion in the sky.
But there was a hint of red in An Qisheng's eyes.
Spiritual imprints are being collected.
boom!
In the golden coffin, Zhu Shang was dizzy: "Fa, what happened?"
There was a trace of confusion in the scarlet eyes at first, but looking at the nothingness without any light, it turned into indescribable rage!
shame!
shame!
You, you were actually fooled?
who is it?
Who is he?
Is he the person who seems to have the flying sword?
still......
Boom!
In the void, all the mourners were furious and furious: "Damn it, ant, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!!!"
Suddenly, the roar stopped.
Because a ray of light emerges on its own.
Zhu Shang's eyes condensed, but he still didn't hesitate at all. Endless blood burst out, and the resentment was like a volcano erupting, crashing into the place where the light was once again!
Boom!
The moment the blood wave broke out, Zhu Shang's eyes turned black again.
It was like hitting the stars head-on and falling backwards:
"No!"
Endless anger filled his heart, and Zhu Shang's eyes almost bled.
...
Tsk~
Waves of blood were thrown to the ground, and a huge deep pit was eroded out of the snow-capped mountain rocks that had experienced tens of thousands of years of wind and snow.
The stench lingered on the shop floor, and the wind never dissipated.
"call!"
An Qisheng sat cross-legged in silence and exhaled a long turbid breath.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint red light flashed in his eyes.
In front of him, the purple wooden box was empty. It was enough to see that the Bigu Pill that Grandmaster Shen had practiced for a year had been eaten by him.
It has been more than a month since Qinglong came to deliver supplies.
For more than a month, he has torn off the talismans at least thirty times and as many as hundreds of times a day, arousing the auras of various mourners and slowly collecting their spiritual imprints.
So far, it has begun to show results.
It just gets harder the further you go.
After many trials, tearing off one talisman could no longer induce Zhushang to collide. He had to increase his efforts, using two talismans, three talismans, and finally six talismans!
This is already the limit.
After the six talismans were torn off, the speed of Zhu Shang's impact was no longer subtle.
If he hadn't tried it first by falling asleep every time, and his physical strength had improved a lot in the past month or so, he would have escaped the moment he tore off the six talismans.
Even so, it was impossible for him to tear off seven talismans at the same time.
That's too dangerous.
Only when his five internal organs are completely cultivated, his body undergoes a real transformation, and can bear the power of the Qi burst, can he be confident.
Tsk~
An Qisheng flipped through it casually and tore off six talismans without haste.
The golden coffin trembled and buzzed, but no breath leaked out. Even though as time passed, the golden coffin shook more violently, but no wave of blood rushed out, and no aura leaked out.
"It's only been so many times and you've given up?"
An Qisheng muttered slightly to himself.
He knew that it was impossible for Zhu Shang to give up on attacking the seal, just like a prisoner, no one wanted to see the light of day again.
He was waiting for himself to tear off another talisman.
After excluding seven of the nine talismans, it was basically impossible to seal this unparalleled zombie king.
Zhu Shang thought he didn't know, but in fact, An Qisheng knew this very well.
So, after sighing, he put the talismans on one by one.
The power of these talismans is not infinite, and it cannot last forever in this magical land. At most, in less than two months, these talismans will completely disappear.
This is not something that can be 'charged' by attracting thunder again. The root of this talisman is the Tao Yun inside.
Since this month, An Qisheng has tried to induce thunder and lightning, but unfortunately, he has been unable to supplement the Tao Yun in it.
"There's some trouble..."
An Qisheng frowned slightly.
In the past month or so, although the search for the spiritual imprint was unsatisfactory, his understanding of this zombie king became more and more profound.
This zombie king born of resentment is far more powerful and weird than what was shown before.
If it really escapes from the trap, even a place like Xuanxing, which has no aura of heaven and earth, may not be able to trap it to death.
Because Xuanxing is not really a vast place with few people.
There are more people in Xuanxing than on Earth in the previous life, up to nearly 20 billion.
The souls of 20 billion creatures are enough to support his short-term activities.
At least, he will not die until all the creatures on Xuanxing die.
But it is not that simple to completely destroy it, because the magic of this talisman lies in the Tao Yun in it, and the energy is just a means to preserve and activate that Dao Yun.
The talisman itself is not something indestructible or eternal.
In fact, An Qisheng, who has touched such talismans more than once, knows that although the paper used to make these talismans is stronger than any paper on Xuanxing, it is just paper.
Burning in fire, sinking into the sea, outer space, or even being thrown into solar orbit are not feasible.
Either this zombie king cannot be destroyed, but no matter what method, the talisman will disappear before the golden coffin melts.
The only way to completely destroy it is to go to the world where it is.
By tracing back to the source, we may be able to find a way to completely eliminate a zombie king.
........
In the golden coffin, Zhu Shang's burly body like a demon was lying in the void, with streams of blood supporting his body like a tide, and countless twisted grimaces hidden among them.
It's just that compared to more than a month ago, the blood sea has become thinner and the grimaces have become rarer.
There is a hint of desolation in the weirdness.
Such humiliation, such teasing...
Watch the light disappear and never come back.
Zhu Shang slowly sank into the blood, his scarlet eyes slowly closed, and a substantial murderous intention flashed through his heart.
No matter who you are.
I will definitely crush you to ashes and twist your soul,
I will torture you a thousand times,
No,
a thousand years! ! !
........
"Daoyitu..."
An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and the incomplete mental mark in his perspective glowed with a strange red light under the brilliance of the Dao Yitu:
"Can the world's brand be captured in the incomplete spiritual brand?"
Buzz~
The picture of Dao Yi spreads out like water and time:
[The map owner wishes to consume one hundred points of power to search for world coordinates...Searching...Search completed]
[Search for incomplete world coordinates, you can consume Tao power to enter the dream universe]
Dao Yitu's response came very quickly, almost as soon as An Qi thought about it, he already had a response.
"Can you sleep?"
An Qisheng's heart suddenly moved: "What are the consequences?"
[Because the world coordinates are incomplete, the goal of entering the dream cannot be determined, the world of entering the dream cannot be determined, and the result of entering the dream cannot be determined...]
A slight difference can make a huge difference.
The world coordinates are confused for a moment, and the place you want to go to is not the same place.
[Did the picture owner spend 66,000 points of Tao power to enter the Dream Universe? 】
