The catastrophe of monsters and beasts and the chaos of heaven and earth followed one after another. It was as if the entire endless continent collapsed in an instant. Countless people fell into a panic. The unprepared disaster took away most people's lives in an instant. Including immortal cultivators and mortals, no one knows when it will end.
At this time, in the extreme north, this place is in a wilderness, an endless stretch of sand and gravel. The void above is filled with a lot of resentment. Groups of gray floating objects are immersed in the ground, and in the ground There are all kinds of corpses, and the gray light strongly covers up the light of the sun above, making the place very cold. Occasionally, there are wisps of cold wind blowing through, as if it can penetrate the soul.
And here, there was no escape from the violent storm. Dozens of floods surged out crazily around it, as if it was surrounded by this large gray haze. From a distance, it looked like a scene from the end of the world.
But the strange thing is that after the heavy rain fell, it was unable to pass through the gray resentment, as if it was swallowed up indirectly. And under the violent shaking of the wind, the gray resentment seemed to be solidified, clinging to the ground. It is impossible to be shaken by this wind force.
Even the red lightning that swept across and flowed into the gray haze did not leave a trace of electricity, nor could it dispel any resentment.
On the contrary, the ground below shook slightly, and strange sounds resounded from deep in the ground. The sand and gravel were slowly moving, as if something was about to appear from below. The cracks in the ground were gradually increasing and spreading. Wisps of dark resentment floated out first, and then slowly stopped until they spread into the air.
If a cultivator stands here, he will be crushed to death by the suppressed resentment. The entire gray land is like a purgatory on earth, and the endless corpses are like a former battlefield, with broken flags everywhere, and above. Carved with different symbols.
This scene makes people have to suspect that there are a large number of corpses buried underneath. As the ground is gradually cracking, streams of corpse gas exuding a foul smell float out instantly. It is colorless and invisible but makes people more suffocating. Perhaps This is also the reason why there is no grass growing here. It is difficult for any living things to survive here.
A few breaths later, when the ground cracked to a certain extent, a strange low roar came from the depths, and then a white shadow quickly flew out from the depths of the crack. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the gray resentment and stood in the void. among.
This object was extremely human-shaped, wrapped in strips of white cloth, with no trace of skin exposed. It even exuded a strong corpse aura, and there were even low-pitched roars all over the body.
But before it could stand still, its figure disappeared from its original place, leaving a black mark in the distant sky. But this was not over yet. When it disappeared, deep in the crack below, one after another, An identical white humanoid flew out, also emitting a strong corpse aura.
At this moment, hundreds of human figures of this shape gathered together, and they quickly disappeared into the air. No one knew where they went, but wherever they passed, they were full of oppression, and even left a very strong feeling. Corpse gas, an ordinary mortal would die on the spot if he inhaled it.
Even this group of white humanoids directly ignored the resistance of the violent storm ahead, and their speed was no slower than that of any late Yuan King. After they disappeared, skeletons gradually crawled out from the depths of the ground, and the entire gray realm instantly became unstable. No matter how lonely you are, the clear melody of bone collision can be heard anytime and anywhere.
And these skeletons seemed to be inspired, and they all stepped forward and walked quickly in a certain direction. The scene was gloomy and terrifying. From a distance, there were hundreds of thousands of such white skeletons.
At the very back of the group of skeletons, there were many horse skeletons. At this time, there were skeletons wearing armor sitting above them, making the sound of clattering footsteps, neat and regular, like an marching army.
Thousands of miles away from here, in the underground area to the south of the original hidden immortal gate, this place was once explored by Hu Wusi and three others, but they were frightened and fled in a hurry. The body that was snatched away by Liu Yemei was then Out of here.
The underground in the north seems to be hollowed out, with strange hollow spaces everywhere. Underneath are buried the bones of countless people, and there are countless coffins. Compared with the underworld, they are no less generous. Tomb robbers can feel it when they enter. Very strong resentment.
However, at this time, deep underground, in a space that had not been explored by Hu Wusi and others before, there was a finely carved purple coffin, with golden runes floating above it. , the runes are full of incomprehensible words. If you look closely, you will find that there are threads that are invisible to the naked eye under these few runes, and the other ends of these thin threads are inserted into the coffin.
Next to this purple coffin, a large number of golden runes are scattered on the ground. However, compared with the runes above, these runes are blank, more like a pile of hell paper, and these runes are also the same. There are thin lines connected to the coffin.
Invisible to the naked eye, the golden runes still floating above were gradually disappearing. After disappearing, a rune swayed down softly like a deflated balloon and scattered beside the coffin.
When a golden rune fell, a heavy crashing sound suddenly came from the purple coffin, and a ray of vitality leaked out from the inside. In an instant, it swept the entire underground space, and terrifying winds became more powerful. It swept across and spread to every corner, and the yellow paper in the sky was waving randomly.
At this moment, the pieces of mud and stone soil loosened. Looking from a distance, countless pairs of dry palms broke out of the ground, and some even turned into white skeleton palms, but this did not hinder the beauty at all.
Soon the mud and rocks collapsed, and the dry corpses gradually climbed up, each making a low-pitched sound. A large amount of corpse energy swept into every corner. Their number was even more terrifying, and their strength was difficult to predict. , but without exception they all walked in the same direction, which was where the purple coffin existed.
Whether it is above ground or underground, in this short period of time, almost earth-shaking changes have begun to occur. No one knows what will happen in the future, because there are too many things like this, and they are going on. At the same time, it was happening on this continent.
No one knows the fate of this continent in the future. Just like the sword spirit of the Dragon Pattern Sword is lying in a mountain range at this time, his injuries have not yet healed, and he has been swept by this inexplicable violent storm. Although it is still unable to move, it has a very ominous premonition in its heart. The current situation may be more complicated and serious than the situation a hundred thousand years ago, because the forces have become more powerful.
"If we can't unite the strength, even if there is a sword holder, we may not win!" Sword Spirit sighed silently, recalling the scene of that station in his mind, the gathering of countless forces, looking at the current single fight, There is a hint of melancholy in my heart. It turns out that people’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!
This place is still at a boundary in the north. Above it is a piece of billowing thick smoke. It flickers on and off, which seems a bit strange. It exists for a while and then seems to disappear, as if the space is falling. If it continues to go north, it will be the final The distant northern forbidden land.
This place is also subject to the invasion of violent storms, but if you go deep into it, you will not feel the presence of violent winds and heavy rains for an instant, but the gusts of wind are real. It feels like a world away from here, and even the smoke is extremely thick, all year round. If they stay together, it will be difficult for a cultivator to see very far away.
If Lin Su were here, he would definitely recognize this place as the place he passed by when he and the boss and others went to the Beiming Forbidden Land that day. After leaving here, he met Mo Ye and Wu Chen.
At this time, deep inside, it was still as quiet and quiet as it was that day, even very permeable. The Wangchuan River was still flowing silently, and an outstanding-looking woman was drinking bowls of it by the Naihe Bridge. Clear soup, the water is crystal clear, but when you look down, it doesn't reflect her appearance.
There was an old man sitting on the Naihe bridge, with his legs crossed and looking at her with a leisurely expression. He kept mumbling something, sometimes scratching his head and posing, sometimes walking upside down on the bridge, like an old naughty boy.
"River God, how can you be as naughty as a child?" The woman glanced at him and said helplessly.
"Hey, aren't you just idle and bored? Why haven't any souls come here in the recent period? Are those undercover people lazy?" When the River God heard her calling him, he immediately spoke repeatedly, but his body remained unchanged. Handstand pose.
"I guess not. I heard that there has been a lot of trouble up there recently. Those cultivators have made too much noise, which has seriously affected the order of the mortal world. As a result, even the souls of many mortals cannot survive after their death. Therefore, the evil spirits cannot be found naturally. For any soul, it is normal for the place to be quiet at the moment!" The woman said calmly.
"Huh? Then Master Yan's summoning of Po Meng must be related to this matter, right?" After hearing this, the River God suddenly appeared and stood on the bridge head in the air.
"It should be. After all, many of us have died unknowingly. Although they were affected for no reason, after all, the people who died were people from the underworld. Lord Yama will naturally take care of it, but this matter is not yours or mine. It's not something we can worry about blindly, after all, even Lord Yama is just managing the underworld on his behalf, so just follow the arrangements!" After the woman said this, she sat down with a bowl of clear soup in hand.
"That would be interesting. If I could see Lord Yan take action, I would be lucky!" The River God suddenly had a happy face.
"Well, this Meng Po soup is a bit salty! It's indeed a little more salty!" The woman took a sip and said with a slight frown. Recommend:.recommenda
