Ancient corpses, how could there be ancient corpses here
This place is obviously full of bones, but where did this ancient corpse come from
This ancient corpse is really very old. You can tell by the clothes it wears, as well as its battered armor and its broken spear. A long and decaying atmosphere.
This ancient corpse was tall and mighty, with its head disheveled and dirty. Even though it was lifeless, it still gave people an extremely vigorous feeling.
Yinzi was caught by the ancient corpse, and the body, which was as hard as an imperial soldier, was torn apart.
Yinzi was roaring and struggling, but he couldn't escape the control of the ancient corpse. Even if Yinzi produced countless thunder and lightning power to explode the ancient corpse, it would be in vain.
The next moment, this ancient corpse will tear the silver alive, and its steel-like palms can definitely do this.
Fortunately, Xiang Shaoyun came to his senses at this time. The Holy Sword of Light appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the ancient corpse without hesitation.
He used the holy sword without thinking, which showed how much he valued Yinzi, for fear that Yinzi would be tortured and killed by the opponent.
Ding dong!
The power of the sword light struck the ancient corpse's arm with a crisp sound. The ancient corpse's arm was not chopped off, but its hand strength was frustrated. Yinzi was finally able to escape, and he quickly flew back to Xiang Shaoyun's side. Said "Boss, let's go quickly, this guy is too scary!".
"Don't be afraid, he is just attached to it by an evil spirit!" After Xiang Shaoyun responded, he spread out a hand, and the flames suddenly surged out and enveloped the ancient corpse.
Sure enough, the ancient corpse turned around and ran away, not daring to touch the flames at all, because even if its indestructible body could block the flames, the evil spirit existing in it could not withstand it.
Xiang Shaoyun collected the money and walked quickly towards the ancient corpse. He felt that the ancient corpse was the same general who was trampled under others' feet and killed in the fragments of his mind.
He was wondering whether his previous life was related to this battle, but he felt that this was not like a memory from a previous life, which made him want to trace and restore the original reason.
Xiang Shaoyun didn't know how far he ran after the ancient corpse. He only knew that he could no longer feel the presence of other geniuses around him, as if he was the only one left in this sea of bones.
But he is still fearless. He came here just for the opportunity. He believes that his opportunity may be in this direction.
The ancient corpse finally stopped on an altar, and on the altar was a large bloody flag. The flag was still fluttering in the wind, and the roar was like thousands of soldiers and horses shouting. "Kill! Kill! Kill!".
This is a battle flag, a weapon that can inspire soldiers. If the flag is with the people, the people will die if the flag is destroyed!
This battle flag represents the victorious side, and also represents the countless bones here that were buried because of it.
Xiang Shaoyun looked at the battle flag, and his blood boiled. He felt that the battle flag was calling him, and he involuntarily walked towards it.
At this time, the broken gun in the ancient corpse's hand stabbed Xiang Shaoyun angrily.
It felt that this was an excellent opportunity that could not be wasted. In fact, the timing it grasped was indeed very accurate. Unfortunately, five ghost patterns had already passed by at this time, and their soul power rushed directly into the ancient corpse. , which made the evil spirit unable to bear it, flew out from among the ancient corpses, and hurriedly fled away.
However, ghost patterns are the nemesis of evil spirits. No matter how powerful it is, it cannot escape their devouring.
Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the layers of corpses and walked up to the battle flag on the altar. He felt that he had become a general. The aura of leading a side suddenly appeared. He held the battle flag and shouted angrily, "Kill." !".
In an instant, he appeared like a god of death in battle, and no one could stop his overwhelming momentum. Many evil spirits nearby felt this momentum, and they all started roaring "Kill!".
Countless evil spirits gathered over, and they all gathered on the battle flag. The strong murderous aura rushed in all directions, frightening those talented people who wanted to come here. After they felt the strong murderous aura, one by one. He was so frightened that he sat down and didn't dare to come this way.
"There are so many evil spirits, such terrible murderous intent. There must be something serious and dangerous over there. We can't pass by!" Someone exclaimed, then quickly got up and chose another direction.
The others did not hesitate and quickly changed their direction and left. Only a few brave and talented people continued to come this way.
"The world is fighting for hegemony, but I am undefeated!" Xiang Shaoyun seemed to have changed into a different person. He became the God of War, galloping on the battlefield with no disadvantages, opening up territory for the country, destroying one country after another, and achieving the name of the invincible God of War.
One will succeed and ten thousand ashes will come!
His success came by stepping on countless corpses in front of him. Unfortunately, after he won one victory after another for the country, he still could not escape being framed and died by officials of the same dynasty, and finally had to lead his own army. The disciple soldiers rebelled. In the end, he defeated the 500,000 army sent by the country with an army of 50,000. The two sides fought until the sky was dizzy and the mountains and rivers turned pale. All the disciple soldiers died in the battle, but he killed the five with fewer strikes and more. A hundred thousand troops, and he himself eventually ended up bleeding to death.
Xiang Shaoyun felt the same way. His lip was broken and blood seeped out. The feeling of betrayal made him feel unforgettable.
"Why do I see these situations? This is definitely not me in the previous life, so what is going on?" Xiang Shaoyun said to himself inexplicably while holding the battle flag.
At this time, he felt a burning sensation under his feet, and a drop of bright red blood like horse brain emerged from under the altar.
The strong blood energy it contains seems to be endless, like it is condensed from a rolling pool of blood, or like the supreme essence and blood condensed by a peerless master. The feeling is really difficult to describe clearly. In short, Xiang Shaoyun felt that this drop of blood had a sense of intimacy with him, making him hold it in his hand unconsciously.
Originally, the power contained in this drop of blood was extremely terrifying, but in Xiang Shaoyun's hands, there was no threat at all, and he seemed extremely tame and approachable.
Xiang Shaoyun held it in his hand and murmured, "Is this drop of blood left by the God of War? Maybe it also contains the blood of other disciples?"
He couldn't figure this out for the moment, so he could only collect the drop of blood instead of swallowing it directly. He was afraid that something unpredictable would happen if he swallowed it directly.
"Who, bring that battle flag to me!" A harsh voice interrupted Xiang Shaoyun's thoughts.