The sky was dark, and even though the huge corpse of the ferocious beast was emitting light like the sun, it was still somewhat incapable of shining on the entire earth. This made the earth dim in Wang Baole's eyes, but there were many areas. It was also pitch black.
However, for monks, as long as the spiritual power pours into their eyes, they can see clearly, especially because there are green ling demon flowers scattered everywhere on the ground. The faint light emitted by these red flowers can also slightly illuminate the nearby area. Reflect.
If there weren't those endless corpses here, perhaps from a visual perspective, it wouldn't look like an exotic place. But the existence of those corpses would make this world filled with endless death.
Even Wang Baole, as Mingzi, is not very adaptable to this kind of death. After all, although Mingzong is in charge of death, it is more about ferrying dead souls, and the corpses here that have been dead for who knows how long are, in a sense, already the same as flesh and blood puppets. There is no difference.
And it was obvious that the power to control these puppets was something Wang Baole had never seen before. While he was confused and unknown, it also gave him a sense of awe towards this world.
"Although the Weiyang Clan is wreaking havoc in the starry sky, their own strength is the foundation that supports this clan's rampage!" Wang Baole murmured, his speed did not slow down, and he whizzed forward in mid-air. At the same time, the stamens of the Qingling Demonic Flower were always attracted by him. Putting it in his arms, with the help of the strange power of this flower stamen, he did not encounter any dreams or illusions like before along the way.
Obviously, those green ling demon flowers rarely bloom suddenly before being stimulated, which made Wang Baole's journey quite smooth after he rushed out of the pollen-filled area before.
However, the visual impact became more and more intense along the way. There were really too many types of corpses in this world, and almost all of them looked like Wang Baole had never heard of.
He saw races with animal bodies and human heads, corpses with bodies made of rocks, giant bodies filled with horniness, and some strange things, such as a two-headed corpse, a body shape that resembled five fingers, but no eyes. strange body.
At the same time, there were some, which seemed to be pieced together to form a huge square shape. At first glance, they did not look like they were once alive, but they were indeed corpses.
All of this shocked Wang Baole until he finally saw familiar corpses, such as... the natives of Black Wind Star, that little man who was all black and had exaggeratedly big feet.
And here, the body of the Black Wind Star native he saw, the coercion emanating from it, even if it was dead, was very terrifying, and Wang Baole had an intuition that he could not get close. Once he came into contact, he was afraid that he would be killed. Causing unknown backlash!
In addition to the natives of Black Wind Star, Wang Baole's figure paused in mid-air after another stick of incense passed by. When he lowered his head, he looked a little strange. He stared at the top of a corpse mountain on the ground, where a body was lying. A corpse.
The corpse looked similar to a human being, except that the ears were slightly longer and the body was slender. Even if it died, its appearance was still extremely handsome. Wang Baole had only seen this kind of group in the Arrival game.
"That game..." Wang Baole murmured, perhaps because he had been looking at the slender corpse on the mountain of corpses for a little longer. His fingers twitched slightly, and Wang Baole suddenly became vigilant, speeding up without hesitation and moving away in an instant.
It wasn't until he flew far away that the moving fingers slowly calmed down, and everything on the earth remained as usual, without any change.
"You can't look at it for too long, everything here is extremely weird!" Wang Baole took a deep breath, looked around, and looked for direction as he continued to move forward. He knew very well that the most convenient way to accurately find the altar was to find it. I once saw that giant beast whose figure could hold up the sky.
In this case, you can go to the altar in the direction pointed by the giant beast.
In this way, time passed slowly, and several days passed quickly. In this world filled with corpses, Wang Baole kept flying and searching, but except for seeing more corpses that he had never seen before, he never saw them again. That huge ferocious beast. Until this day, Wang Baole, who was feeling a little anxious in his heart, was speeding through the sky when his eyes suddenly shrank!
A strange feeling emerged in his mind at this moment, causing the hell fire to fluctuate uncontrollably, and even spread outside the body, forming a black icy flame!
"Huh?" Wang Baole's expression changed. He could feel that there seemed to be a force affecting him, stimulating the hell fire in his body and echoing it!
This feeling was familiar to him, it was... the breath of the Underworld Sect! !
"Could there be people from the Nether Sect here?" Wang Baole's breathing was slightly rapid. After feeling it carefully, he turned his head and looked to the right. From what he felt, it was the familiar aura of the Nether Sect emanating from that direction!
While he was thinking, Wang Baole quickly took out the little sister's mask. Although the little sister never responded after arriving here, the existence of this mask gave Wang Baole a reference to judge whether it was an illusion or reality!
At this moment, the mask showed no signs of being transparent. Wang Baole checked the stamens again and looked around again, and then he was sure that he was not in a dream again. So while thinking deeply, he changed direction and faced the wave of Ming Sect's aura. The land suddenly flew away!
He was not going very fast along the way, and was always vigilant in his heart. As the stick of incense gradually passed by, the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger. The hell fire in Wang Baole's body seemed to be emanating from his body with desire, and it was constantly released from his body, making it appear from a distance. When Wang Baole went there and could no longer see Wang Baole's body and could only see a ball of burning black flames, Wang Baole finally saw... where the Ming Sect's aura was! !
There... there is a city where it is connected to a mountain range! !
This is the first time Wang Baole has seen a city in this world. Although the city is not very big and only looks like 10% of Piaomiao City, it is still amazing in this world filled with corpses!
After all, on the previous road, there were only corpses and monster flowers here, and there were no buildings at all on the ground. The meaning of the building itself was even greater, making Wang Baole's breath intensify.
There is no doubt that... the existence of buildings means that there was once living life here!
So even though the city was now in ruins, and a lot of damage could be seen, it still cheered up Wang Baole. As he slowly approached, his eyes opened wider and wider, until his body flew into the mid-air of the ruins of the city, Wang Baole looked at everything below, and his mind felt like thunder, roaring and exploding!
"Here..." Wang Baole's mind was shaking, as if a big wave was rolling continuously, and even the hell fire outside his body was shaking strongly at this moment.
In fact... standing in his position, looking down, he saw not only the city... but also other things!
The city was not built on the ground, but on a huge skull. This shows how big the skull is, and what is connected to this skull is not a mountain range, but an arm!
Or to be precise, what exists here is half a skeleton, as if a giant once sat cross-legged and meditated here, but was slashed diagonally across the shoulder with a sword and cut into two halves. Apparently half of it had collapsed and dissipated, so here , leaving only half a skeleton lying aside!
Wang Baole's breath condensed as he watched all of this silently, feeling that the aura of the Underworld Sect was emanating from the bones. Even from the ruins of the city on his skull, there was a trace of a similar aura permeating the air.
All this made Wang Baole silent for a long time, and then he slowly fell down until he stood on the skull of this giant skeleton. Standing in the city, looking at everything around him, Wang Baole had realized that it was not as he thought, someone was there. This city was built here.
But... this city was originally one with the giant. Perhaps when the giant was alive, there was this city on its skull!
Moreover, the construction style of this city also reminded Wang Baole of Mingmeng's past. Judging from the feeling, it is obvious that this is a building that belongs to Mingmeng's era.
"Are you a refugee after the catastrophe of the Ming Sect..." Wang Baole murmured with a complicated look on his face.
(End of chapter)