The head was not big, but it occupied half of the blood pool.
His eyes were like copper bells, his face was green and his fangs were sharp. He was not as handsome as he was in the chess game. Instead, he exuded a sense of fear, naked oppression and majesty.
From that pair of big eyes shot out two terrifying rays of light, which seemed to be able to see through the outside world of the heavens. When Feng Qingyang met those eyes, he immediately understood that at this moment, he was the real Purple Zombie Mighty One, and they were also the eyes he saw outside the Sword Mountain.
"Yes, it's me!" He nodded and looked at him without fear. Although his heart was pounding, he was of the bloodline of the Corpse King after all, and had the supreme bloodline among zombies, which was an unparalleled superiority.
As the saying goes, if God bestows great fortune on a certain cultivator, then he is the son of fortune and the pride of heaven. The same is true for zombies. Although they are a cursed clan, Feng Qingyang has inherited the supreme blessing from the zombie ancestor, the Hou Zun.
When he really faced the powerful Purple Zombie, even though it was just a skull that had been suppressed for countless years and was extremely weak, his heart was beating wildly, but he did not surrender.
The powerful purple zombie stared at him with its head, its two copper bell-like eyes emitting light and locking onto him in an instant. There was no color in their eyes, only full of indifference to life and coldness.
“I didn’t expect that a great Purple Zombie like me would actually have such a moment… Hahahaha…” He suddenly laughed, and there was a hint of loneliness in his voice. Compared with the back of the Wuzhen tribe leader, they seemed like dwarfs compared to a giant.
This kind of desolation is not innate, but a sadness that comes from the soul. In the legend of the four ancient gods, no one knows whether Hou Zun is alive or dead, but everyone knows that it is his curse that causes the appearance of zombies.
No one can understand this feeling. Not being recognized by the Heavenly Dao means being lonely and helpless forever. You will wander around the world, devouring the essence and blood of all things. You know it is impossible, but you have to do it.
"Senior, are you related to the Great Witch Clan?" Feng Qingyang asked after a moment of silence. This was what he wanted to know most now. If not, he thought, he would not be so sad when he slaughtered the people of the Great Witch.
"The Great Witch Clan?" Upon hearing this, the powerful purple zombie head murmured, and the brilliance in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a hint of reminiscence, as if he was thinking of something in the past.
"I have nothing to do with them. They are just chess pieces. When the king led us to kill people everywhere, he was unfortunately injured by the will of heaven. The will of heaven forcibly extracted the king's blood essence, and thus the people of the Great Witch Celestial Clan were born. Haha... What a person of the Celestial Clan."
He looked mocking, as if he didn't care about all this, and even sneered, and said: "If I hadn't been beheaded by the Five Elements Monster, do you think I would be in this small boundary bead? You should know that this boundary bead was just a magic weapon of the king in the past."
"Do you recognize this?" Seeing that he no longer answered, Feng Qingyang raised his hand and waved it, immediately holding the judge's pen in the palm of his hand, placed it in front of his eyes, and said while looking at the head of the purple zombie.
"Judge's Pen!" After seeing what it was clearly, Purple Zombie Power suddenly screamed in surprise, seeming a little out of control, and the commander's eyes suddenly flashed with light.
"How did you get him?"
"It's right here!" Feng Qingyang answered casually, and then told everything that happened before. He was not worried at all whether he would be harmed by the purple zombie through the head, but even if he had someone to harm, it would depend on whether he had the ability to break through the blockade of the blood pool.
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that he was also sealed in the boundary bead. No wonder there has been no news about him. It seems that the king did it on purpose. How is he now?" The purple zombie head asked again.
Feng Qingyang put away the judge's pen in his hand, walked forward slowly, and without answering him, he inserted his hand into the pool of blood, feeling the sticky feeling and the thick smell of blood that was too strong to dissipate.
"He is gone." He spoke slowly and pulled his hand out, but in his palm was a ball of donated blood. He put it to the tip of his nose and took a gentle breath. He felt that all the pores in his body were open at this moment. It was a trembling coming from the blood, as if he felt extremely emotional.
"I really like this feeling." Looking up, Feng Qingyang looked at the purple zombie head that was staring at him, and said softly. All his words were in the blood on his palm.
"In ancient times, a great war destroyed the heavens. The king, the master of this Judge's Pen, and I were all trapped by the will of Heaven. The king was severely injured at that moment and was completely suppressed by Heaven. He left this boundary bead to save the two of us. However, in order to escape the pursuit of Heaven, he sealed us here. Actually..."
At this point, a look of relief suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Purple Zombie Mighty Head, and he said, "In fact, the so-called Great Witch God is just a projection of me back then. Isn't this the same for the Five Elements Old Monster? Hahaha... I didn't expect that he would be beaten so badly by the combination of Heaven's Dao."
He laughed wildly and seemed extremely happy.
"To be honest, I didn't open the crack in the seal here. For some reason, the boundary bead has been extremely unstable in the past hundred years. The will of the heaven came here for inspection and wanted to open it and kill us in one fell swoop. It was just an accident. I didn't expect that you would suppress it again. Very good... very good!"
"Then your body..." Feng Qingyang suddenly asked. At this moment, his mind was a little confused, as if he had done something wrong all along.
"Body? Humph! Damn Heaven, it sent down a ray of will to refine my body. Otherwise, my body would not be separated!" At this point, the blood pool churned, and suddenly, a huge palm appeared out of thin air in the sky, covering it with a bang, instantly breaking the noise and restoring calm in an instant.
"Boy, you did a good job. When the two sides go to war this time, don't worry about anything else, remember to chop off my body. That's not me! Also, you have to be careful of the so-called people from the Wuzhen tribe!"
After saying this, his head slowly sank and instantly disappeared into the pool of blood. At this moment, an invisible force emerged and sent Feng Qingyang into the restricted space in the blink of an eye.
"Boy, when you successfully recover the boundary bead, it will be time for you to release me. Then, I will tell you a shocking secret, a secret that will drive you crazy."
He heard the reminder of the powerful purple zombie head, and then his eyes blurred and he suddenly appeared outside the Five Sword Mountains. Beside him stood the clan leaders of the Wuzhen tribe, who were looking at him straight.
"Be careful of the people from Wuzhen tribe, chop off his body!" Feng Qingyang murmured secretly in his heart, but his face did not show any expression. Although his mind was still a little confused, he stopped thinking about it. Things would work out when the time comes. If he wanted to know all the secrets, he would first destroy the people from the Great Witch Clan.