In the dark night, in the bedroom, belonging to the world of Luo Xingchen and Yue Wushuang, it was quiet and quiet.
Yue Wushuang seemed to have received a painful blow. After a long time of sleep, Luo Xingchen held her jade body in his arms and looked at her peacefully sleeping face, always feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.
He couldn't ask directly, he knew that Yue Wushuang had to go to Jiuque Immortal Mountain, and he must have experienced heart abuse.
At midnight, Yue Wushuang woke up suddenly and pushed Luo Xingchen abruptly. Luo Xingchen said dumbly, "Shuang'er... you... it's fine."
I always swallowed what I wanted to say. His eyes stirred, and there were endless words in his heart.
Yue Wushuang stared straight at him, suddenly feeling a little sad, tears rinsed down, pear blossoms brought rain.
Luo Xingchen had to stay on the spot, heartbroken, lowered his head, and explained to himself: "Shuanger, I know that in these years, I have not been able to be by your side much. It is a troubled time. I do have a lot of ambitions. , But the sky and the earth are not as big as your words. If you are dissatisfied with me, you can say it. If you want my life, you will come and take it. I will never frown.
I have too many ties to be free and easy for a lifetime, but I would like to settle down one day and be with you for a lifetime. I only hope that day will come soon..."
Yue Wushuang waved his palm and sobbed his vocal cords. After converging, he calmed down, feeling deep as the sea, and said in a soft tone: "I don't want you to die, I only want you to promise me one thing!
If one day, I really leave you first, then I will really die. Even if you meet someone who is exactly the same as me, it is not me! It will never be me! You can't think of others as me, you have to remember, there is only one twin!
I don't care who you fall in love with, you can forget me, what I care about is, if you can't forget each other, then leave my place in your heart, and no one can replace it!
Can you... agree? "
Luo Xingchen was silent for a moment, and could only nod his head and stopped talking.
Yue Wushuang was relieved, his eyes darkened, and he fell asleep. Luo Xingchen hugged her again, without saying a word, only faith, staying in his heart...
The next day, in Tianyun City, the delicate young man was like a flying ape in the jungle, jumping onto tall trees, some of which were fruit trees, with young fruits just beginning to grow.
He plucked these fruits and threw them while eating, looking free and unrestrained.
After eating almost full, he rested for a while under the tree, holding a piece of jade pendant in his hand. This jade pendant was like a half-moon, and the marks were so clear.
He stared at the jade pendant intently, and muttered: "Mother, I can see your portraits in the past, and I feel very close, but now I can't even see the paintings.
I don’t even know what your name is, or where you came from. My son deserves it, alas..."
Qin Lang scratched his head vigorously, his face full of worries and worries.
Some strange sounds came from the forest, making him frown.
Is it the rustle of leaves, or the crawling snake
Anyway, it's weird.
And this kind of sound, in more than one place, should spread to a large area.
There was a smell from hell, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Why do you smell the corpse?"
Qin Lang's nose pressed a few times before frowning even more.
After all, he was still young, curious, unable to restrain it, so he ran quickly, jumping up and down in the forest, and finally saw the scene that suffocated him.
A large number of people, their faces are bloodless, and their walking postures are so stiff. It is very weird to say the same sentence in every population.
Qin Lang pricked his ears to listen. This was a frightening sentence: "Pull the hell away, see the sun again, heavy soles, crush the yellow spring!"
"It's a ghost!"
Qin Lang was hairy, and he couldn't help but think of the relationship between the Yingui tribe and the Nether tribe, both enemies and friends, but the Yingui tribe, how could there be any entity? Aren’t they all ghosts
"No, you have to go back and tell them, urgently!"
Qin Lang hurriedly turned around and stepped on the Meteor Step, and hurried back to the mansion of the two halls of the Magic Killing Gate.
"call out!"
He hasn't taken a few steps yet, but his eyes are dark.
A huge body stood in front of him.
"Life, Tu Zhi!"
A palm, like the clutch of the abyss, pressed against Qin Lang's head. He was quickly blocked from sight, and his heart panicked badly.
This is the first time he has experienced this kind of wandering on the edge of life and death.
The dark palm of his hand released a swallowing vortex, like a wind blade, capable of directly tearing apart the body of the Lingyuan Realm.
Qin Lang felt that his soul was almost pulled out.
"Haori sword! Help me! Roar—"
On the edge of the crisis, Qin Lang subconsciously summoned the Haori Sword, Haori's brilliance, punish the devil and exterminate the evil, the power of God, the world is invincible!
I saw this great sun sword, shining brightly, cutting the whirlpool, shining with dazzling light, really like the great sun in the sky, competing with the bright moon and stars.
There are a total of eighteen seals on it. At this time, the first six seals have all been broken. Its rank, upgraded to the first emperor's weapon, can kill the heavens and people!
"laugh-"
Haori Sword took the initiative to fly out, like a flying dragon piercing through the clouds, piercing the bodies of more than ten dead bodies, and these bodies exploded to pieces in an instant.
The Haori sword fell on the ground and shook, seeming to have infinite spirituality.
Qin Lang felt that his body was light and fluttering, being pulled directly onto the sword by a force of suction, and then the sword intent took advantage of the wind, shuttled away, and left the place where the undead gathered.
A large number of corpses are still gathering, thousands of them, unable to see the end, the weakest are the skeletal structure and solidity of the spiritual map.
The corpse mountain and the sea of blood, uncovering Huangquan Road, only with these words can we call their origins!
These corpses are not creatures, they should be called dead souls.
Dead but alive, the incomplete will is only to obliterate all living things.
Wherever they passed, the land was dry, trees and flowers withered, and no grass grew.
Such a disaster may be worse than the revival of the evil race a hundred years ago...
"Boom!"
The phantom killing gate is divided into two parts, one is the charming girl who is in charge of the illusion control god, and the other is the old part of the blood killing gate who is in charge of life and death.
The two big palaces spanned three hundred miles, but because of the huge loud noise, they were deaf and audible from all over the world!
I saw a real giant sword, about hundreds of thousands of feet long, unfathomable, towering into the clouds, piercing an open land through a crack, and this crack was enough to form a long river.
In the courtyard, Yue Wushuang was holding Xiao Lingling, Luo Xingchen, Yan Yuxi, Li Dong Li Xuan, and many other people, unable to bear it, rushed out of the courtyard in shock, staring at this handle in a daze. With the huge sword as high as a mountain, his eyes trembled a bit, and his heart was full of shock.
"It's a big sword, I seem to see Haoran righteous... What is this!"
"Human race! The catastrophe is approaching, I am the soul of the nine chaotic dragons, refined into this great sun sword! I will inform you of this to you, awakening quickly, otherwise not only the Blue Wind Continent will be destroyed, but there will be more Many planes and creatures are overwhelmed!
The revival of the corpse clan, a bad omen! The corpse mountain and the sea of blood are enough to cause catastrophe! "
But seeing the soul of a huge dragon hovering on this sword that was hundreds of thousands of feet high, it was shining silver, and no one dared to approach it.
This sword, its majesty, seems to have broken through the suppression of the heavens and reached an unfathomable point, which is frightening and undulating.
"what-"
But above the clouds, a young man descended from the sky, initially as small as an ant, unable to see clearly at all, until he fell to the ground gently, covered by a layer of film, harmless.
He slowly got up from the ground, just in front of Luo Xingchen and his group, with a gray-headed face and panic, and he shouted anxiously: "Uncle! Don't be at ease! Something has happened! Something has happened! I saw the end! A group of people can walk. , But the soulless corpse is not a human at all!
They are corpses, corpses are alive, walking dead, standing in rows in various places, seeming to be razed to the ground!
Save people! Help me—"
Luo Xingchen, Yue Wushuang and them were all restless, their eyes protruding, and they were very scared.
Yue Wushuang closed her eyes abruptly, surveyed the surroundings with her mistress of all things, and found that lifeless energy was gathering, swallowing all the creatures in the world.
"Do not… "
Yue Wushuang's face was pale, she was frightened, her lips were trembling, and she almost fainted again.
"Shuang'er, calm down, what's the matter? Will it scare you like this?"
Luo Xingchen hugged her and comforted.
Yue Wushuang was struck by lightning, and said with a trembling voice: "I saw a lot of innocent people trampled by a group of corpses, killed in Huangquan, hundreds of millions of people, the sect's mansion was collapsing, and the orthodoxy was decayed! Mountains and rivers Reverse, the sun and the moon are sad..."
"Hmph, I finally came back, there are demons and ghosts, the ghosts will not disperse!"
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists, his killing intent was dyed in the red nine heavens, and his will to burn Shifangyu.
"Haori sword!"
Luo Xingchen stared at the huge Haori sword, and said in a deep voice: "Since you know the origin of these corpse mountains, you must explain it more clearly! What are their characteristics? How can they be solved?"
Haori Jian’s dragon body was entangled, and he sighed again: "At the end of the chaos, the dragon family’s orthodoxy is going to decline, and the world’s first catastrophe was born. The corpse race is the spirit of the corpse. Indestructible, a small part of the seven souls left behind, resentful and unwilling to give up all the previous efforts.
The amazing resentment caused the sun, moon and stars to be hidden, and the haze covered the realm of hundreds of millions of planes!
The rise of the corpse clan is super fast, like a centipede worm, and like a maggot of worm bones, you can't get rid of it.
The way they expand their group is very simple. As long as there are people who have died, even if they hate them before death, they will be transformed into new members of the corpse clan after death.
The corpse clan has soldiers, generals and princes and emperors.
Ten thousand races finally united to form a super defensive battle, and it took a lot of hard work to completely destroy the corpse race within a hundred years.
Since then, there is no corpse clan in the world, they have risen quickly, and they have been sold out quickly.
However, the corpse clan is not so easy to be born. To be born, there is a sign, a vision from the sky.
At the end of the chaos, the human race rises, the ten thousand races decline, a war of planes sweeps across the square, the dead warriors, the river of ghosts is filled, the black pond of ghosts is blocked, and it can't hold it!
The resentment was soaring, and the Yin Qi was too heavy, so the corpse clan was born!
The corpse clan is spiritual and ruthless, only to slaughter the world and all things, just to deprive all vitality, because grievance makes their only will is to make the world into the eternal Nine Nether Yellow Spring!
Nowadays, they can't find their real weaknesses, they can only use all the power of all races, and they must punish the corpse races if they run out of blood and blood. too difficult! It's impossible..."
Luo Xingchen heard his hair stand up, and solemnly said: "The corpse race, it sounds really cold, it seems...the situation is getting more and more complicated..."
As for Li Dong and Li Xuan, they were already shocked. Li Xuan subconsciously put her head on Li Dong's chest, pouted, and said with tears: "Brother, I may really not be able to marry, um... "
When Qin Lang heard these words, he was sweating and embarrassed to death. Could it be that he opened his mouth...