There seemed to be a big battle ahead, and just the aftermath of the battle shattered the void within a hundred miles radius.
A mushroom cloud slowly rose from the sky and exploded.
Spiritual energy surges all around, and the sky is cloudless.
"It's interesting, let's go and have a look," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Chaos roared angrily, and saw him break through the aftermath of the battle, with two pairs of wings that covered half of the void behind him, and flew in.
"Who are you, the undead who innocently killed me?" A furious voice sounded in the void.
"Why is a dying person asking so many questions? It's a waste of time," a chuckle rang out.
Immediately afterwards, the entire void started fighting again.
The "rumbling" explosion sounded again.
"Undead," Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
As the three major races in the wilderness era, the demon race, the undead race, and the giant race, they once ruled the entire Yuanyang Continent.
It was they who joined forces to create the glory of the wilderness era.
Later, the giants suffered heavy losses in the war between Gu Ming and were almost wiped out.
The demon clan was also destroyed by Emperor Zhenwu, and the era of emperors was re-established.
Only the undead preserved their strength and finally hid in this era when the human race was at its peak.
The last time Xu Zimo met the undead, it was in the small world of the sword fairy Jiang Yun. The other party wanted to invade the small world of the sword fairy, and in the end both sides suffered losses.
Now that we meet again, it seems that the undead have suffered a lot.
When Chaos came to the center of the battle, Xu Zimo saw the scene of the battle clearly.
There are two people, one is the undead.
Although most of them were lost, there were still more than a thousand people left.
On the other side, there was only one person, a young man carrying a long sword.
One young man is against a thousand, and among the undead people facing him, everyone is at least at the Venerable Pulse Realm, and there are even a lot of them who are at the Imperial Pulse Realm.
The leading undead clan seemed to have reached the peak of their divine veins.
However, when they looked at the young man in white robe, they were all a little nervous, even afraid.
When the huge figure of Chaos appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Looking at the eyes of these people, Xu Zimo waved his hands and said with a smile: "You go on, don't worry about me, I'm just a spectator."
The young man didn't care. He held a three-foot-wide sword and walked toward the undead step by step.
"Why on earth do you want to kill us," several leaders of the undead asked loudly.
"I don't remember offending you."
"I will kill if I want, nothing else matters," the young man in white robe replied.
I saw an extremely strong sword intent erupting from his body, and the red broad sword in his hand trembled slightly.
The broad red sword was dripping with blood.
Very bloody and cruel.
"Since your Excellency is unwilling to give up," the leader of the undead tribe, the powerful man with divine veins, snorted coldly.
He shouted angrily: "Kill him."
The remaining thousands of people behind them all roared and killed them.
"It's just a dying struggle," the young man in white robe sneered.
A soft shout: "The sword is coming from heaven."
At this moment, sword sounds echoed across the sky.
At some point, the entire sky was filled with sword energy, and dense sword energy reverberated.
These sword energies evolved into something like the red broad sword in the young man's hand, and thousands of sword energies enveloped the void.
In an instant, the undead tribesmen who wanted to fight panicked.
"Bang bang bang," the long sword cut through the silent void and surrounded them in reverse.
Every stroke of the long sword was filled with incomparable blood.
Tens of thousands of long swords were drawn together, as if the entire sky was enveloped in blood.
"Hide the sword in the edge, and the sword will ring all over the world."
I saw the young man slowly waving the long sword in his hand, and the next moment, countless swordsmen in the sky started fighting at the same time.
Those undead people only resisted for a moment, and most of them were cut into pieces by the sword energy.
There was a thick rain of blood in the sky that smelled of blood.
Countless screams and horrified shouts were noisily intertwined.
"Can you tell what the secret is?" Xu Zimo looked at Monk Dazhi and asked.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord," Monk Dazhi said after performing a Taoist salute.
"Looking at what this benefactor used, he is exactly the same as the Emperor Slaughter, so he must be a disciple of the Immortal Slaughter Cult.
And the identity should not be."
"The Killing Immortal Sect, you are talking about that behemoth in the Supreme Realm," Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
The Central Continent is divided into five regions. In addition to the Shenghua Region, Tianluan Region and Jiuzhou Region that Xu Zimo has visited before, the remaining two regions are the Supreme Region and Lingtian Region.
Speaking of the Immortal Killing Sect, this is a larger existence than the Zhenwu Holy Sect.
Just because it has produced five great emperors.
There are five emperors in one sect, and the other three great emperors came from successive generations.
This means that the emperors of the three eras that were once connected all came from their sect.
One can imagine how powerful the Immortal Killing Sect is.
After the founder Emperor Slaughter established this sect, it was carried forward by the Ancient Emperor, the Great Emperor of All Calamities, and the Original Emperor.
In the end, the White Emperor ended up leading this sect like a dazzling star to dominate the entire Supreme Realm.
There are many imperial immortal sects in the Supreme Realm, but they all just keep to themselves. There, the prestige of the Immortal Killing Sect is unparalleled.
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"I'm waiting to die today, just wait, one day you will have to accept the revenge of my undead people," someone shouted.
"Don't worry, when I become the great emperor, I will destroy your undead tribe," the young man in white robe laughed.
The sword energy echoed in the sky, and corpses fell down one after another. He stood underneath, letting the blood rain fall from his head, looking like he was enjoying it.
"That's almost it," the young man in white robe muttered.
Then he opened his hands, and a very special aura erupted from his whole body.
The skin of the young man in white robe turned blood red.
The pupils of his eyes are also extremely strange, and the inside of the pupils are also blood red.
The two ears become tapered and slender.
The teeth in the mouth became serrated, with two large fangs.
At this moment, the young man in white robe seemed to have turned into a monster.
"What is this?" Monk Dazhi frowned slightly.
Then his expression changed and he said: "No, this is a battle body, an undead body that is one of the hundred battle bodies."
The young man in white robe opened his hands, and the corpses of the dead undead seemed to be pulled.
Their flesh and blood and hearts were all broken open and swallowed into the body by the white-robed young man.
"He is sucking these undead," Monk Dazhi said in surprise.
"He wants to use the undead to strengthen himself."
"No wonder he wants to kill the undead," Xu Zimo suddenly realized.
The physique of the undead is somewhat special. Different from that of humans, there is a mysterious power in their physique.
This power can allow them to regenerate their severed limbs, and even to a certain level of cultivation, they can be resurrected from the dead.
You must know that only strong humans can be reborn after severed limbs.
