Earth, East Asia, the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, under Wushan Mountain, the Underground Palace of the Corpse Emperor.
Following a vertical tunnel with a diameter of only ten feet, going straight down for a hundred miles, in an earth bubble filled with misty black gas, an extremely huge cave house was wrapped tightly with thousands of forbidden formations.
.Everywhere here is the evil corpse energy drawn from Jiuyou Huangquan. Even the loose immortals who have experienced many tribulations will be knocked unconscious if they encounter this corpse energy.
All the way from the black spar archway at the cave gate, the spacious black jade-paved walkway is lined with warriors wearing metal armors from all dynasties since the Han Dynasty. These tall, tall, and strange-skinned men are wearing long or short armors.
There were ghostly ghost fires in the eyes of the various furry warriors, and the evil energy shot out wildly from their bodies, converging into a wide black cloud cover above their heads. The corpse energy filled in the cave continued to pour into their Dantian, forming a layer of blood on their body surface.
Small black vortex.
Walking along the corridor for more than ten miles, what came in and out were Taoists in black robes whose skin color was no different from that of ordinary people, but their bodies were still lifeless. These Taoists were both male and female, and their limbs were stiff and dry when they moved, as if
The rusty robots and occasionally a few Taoists fell to the ground with a clatter, and it took a while before they slowly got up from the ground.
After walking a few miles further inside, we passed a hall called the 'Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses', which was made entirely of black bones, and then we came to a huge martial arts arena.
Some agile gray-robed Taoists were concentrating on practicing spells in the martial arts arena. Following the sound of their spells, countless jet-black venom flew in all directions, gray thunders flew in the sky, and even ghost fires and Yin energy rose from the ground, and all kinds of evil spirits appeared.
Although Taoism is not the right way, its power cannot be underestimated.
In the corner of the martial arts arena, two young Taoists were dancing and waving a black bone staff while nervously reciting incantations.
Gradually, several small holes were opened in the ground of the martial arts arena, and several gray-white and broken skeletons emerged from the ground carrying tattered bone swords. These skeletons looked left and right curiously.
He opened his jaws and screamed a few times, then happily circled around the two gray-robed Taoists.
Yan Jiang, who was wearing a red Taoist robe and with a mournful face, just walked out of the Hall of Ten Thousand Corpses. His gloomy and profound eyes swept across the entire martial arts arena, and he happened to see the two gray-robed Taoists. Then he looked around the two
The little skeleton of the Taoist walked away quickly, and Yan Jiang was so angry that his hair stood straight up. With a loud voice, Yan Jiang jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, and glided lightly behind the two Taoists.
He kicked both of them hard on the buttocks.
The two Taoists screamed and were kicked dozens of feet away. Yan Jiang rushed up to them and punched and kicked them. The two Taoists were so frightened that they screamed "Wow!" and yelled, "Second Senior Brother, we don't dare to do anything anymore."
’, holding his head in his hands, he rolled and crawled around the martial arts field and ran away in embarrassment. The few little skeletons didn’t know what to do, so they foolishly followed the two Taoists and ran around. Yan Jiang was even more angry and furious, and he struck harder.
They were beaten so hard that the bones in the bodies of the two Taoists cracked.
"You two bastards, bastards who have forgotten their ancestors! Ah, if you don't practice the supreme method of our sect, you go to learn the necromancy of the Alliance of Gods. You bastards, bastards, if Senior Brother is still here
, I have to immerse you in the cold spring in the center of the earth and freeze for thirty years to vent your anger! If you don’t fight for three days, go up to the house and lift the tiles, your wings are hard now?"
Yan Jiang struck like a heavy cannon, and the two Taoists fled for a while, but were finally knocked to the ground by his heavy punches. The furious Yan Jiang kicked the two Taoists' buttocks several times, and shouted sternly: "See you next time."
When you stop doing your job and play these evil tricks, I will ask Master to use family methods!"
The two gray-robed Taoists held their heads on the ground and howled: "I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore!"
Yan Jiang glared at the two of them angrily, kicked a few tattered skeleton soldiers into pieces, and then walked through the martial arts field with a gloomy face and walked towards the depths of the cave.
The front palace and the back palace of the Corpse Emperor's palace are separated by a bottomless abyss. The void here is full of ancient mysterious earth magnetic lines. No matter how high your cultivation level is and what magic weapon you control, as long as you don't have a cultivation level above the Golden Immortal.
It is impossible to leap over this abyss. The only passage in and out is an ancient secret treasure "Nine Curves Tongtian Bridge" accidentally obtained by the ancient founder of Jiuyou Road. This magic weapon has no attack power or defense power and is specialized in deciphering the world.
The Jedi restrictions generated by all heaven and earth are better at deciphering various formations and patterns.
Yan Jiang walked to the edge of the abyss, looked at the opposite side of the abyss several miles away and shouted a few words. Several pale golden corpses sitting cross-legged on a pass on the opposite side glanced towards this side, and one of them
The corpse general, who was about two feet tall and wore the armor of a Qin Dynasty general, roared a few times, waved his hand and shot out a dazzling golden light.
This golden light turned into a nine-curved dragon and meandered towards it. In the blink of an eye, a magnificent golden bridge with a width of a hundred feet was built over the abyss. Yan Jiang carefully stepped on the golden bridge, flashing continuously along the middle of the golden bridge.
The silver thread cautiously walked forward slowly. The Golden Bridge was only a few miles long, and Yan Jiang had to walk for nearly a quarter of an hour before reaching the opposite side.
After bowing his hands to the corpse generals, Yan Jiang smiled and said, "I'd like to thank you guys... uh."
Several corpse generals stared fiercely at Yan Jiang, and quickly surrounded Yan Jiang with their feet. Several people simultaneously stretched out their hands and placed them in front of Yan Jiang.
With a helpless smile, Yan Jiang carefully looked around, and hurriedly took out a dozen stunned wild boars, bison, colorful tigers and other wild beasts from his storage bag and threw them to them.
The corpse generals shouted excitedly, and they hurriedly snatched away these ferocious beasts. The tallest corpse general just waved his hand and put away the Jiuqu Tongtian Bridge, and cleared a path with satisfaction.
Shaking his head, Yan Jiang pointed at these corpse generals and sneered: "Eat, keep eating! If you can't get rid of the temptation of blood food for one day, you will never be able to achieve success in your life. No wonder the master said that Jiuyou Taoist disciples have countless disciples
, the only ones who can really get started are senior brother and me, you, you! You are all our seniors, why are you still so bloodthirsty?"
"Hmph," the corpse generals rolled their eyes without even looking at Yan Jiang. They excitedly sat back in the cross-legged position, grabbed these beasts, aimed at their necks, and bit them in one bite.
Shaking his head, Yan Jiang continued to move forward along the corridor.
Ahead was a gray mist, with countless ghosts inside. The undead were twisting and flying, and the faint screams of the evil souls in the eighteenth level of hell could be heard. Yan Jiang pinched a seal to calm down.
Xin Shen cautiously approached the mist and quickly rammed into it.
The gray mist that looked extremely thick from the outside was actually as thin as a hair. With a crisp sound, the sky suddenly brightened in front of Yan Jiang.
This is a classic Jiangnan garden-style palace building. There are six main halls in the front and back, and exquisite and beautiful gardens on the left and right. There is sunlight above the head, and I don’t know where the sunlight comes from. It is surrounded by green trees and grass.
As the eagle flies, several groups of pretty little maids are laughing and playing among the flowers and trees. Among these maids who are more knowledgeable than flowers and more fragrant than jade, there are more than a dozen ugly little devils who are less than half a foot tall and grinning with bared teeth.
He stumbled and ran around with them.
'Roar', a deep dragon roar came from Xiecili, and a five-clawed divine dragon more than a thousand feet long crawled over slowly with a sinister aura. Only the head of this divine dragon was vaguely intact.
The green will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes spurted out dozens of feet away, but not a trace of skin and flesh was left on his body, leaving only a golden keel that looked like it was made of gold. Amidst the "click" sound, this piece of
The strange ghost dragon swaggered across the corridor, and with a flick of its tail, Yan Jiang was knocked over thirty times.
"Uncle Long, you...fuck you!" Yan Jiang looked at this huge five-clawed bone dragon and cursed angrily.
Bone Dragon stopped suddenly, turned around and grinned at Yan Jiang: "Your Uncle Long is in such a bad situation, but your Uncle Long's wife should still be alive and kicking. You can find her if you can."
The old man cursed in front of her?"
Yan Jiang raised his hands and ran quickly along the corridor. This bone dragon was a mountain-protecting beast left behind by the founder of Jiuyou Dao. Its cultivation was incredible. Yan Jiang once saw him survive a
The Heavenly Tribulation of Ghost Immortals. If he had not sworn a solemn oath that he could not leave the mountain until Jiuyou Dao faced the disaster of annihilation, this guy alone could sweep the current Asian Dao Alliance, right?
"However, it's hard to say. Who knows if Kunlun Dao Sect has any powerful trump card?" Yan Jiang muttered to himself as he ran wildly.
The deepest part of the six major halls is a red hall with a plaque hanging high called the Corpse Temple. The Corpse Emperor, wearing a gray-white Taoist robe, is slowly picking up nine pieces of pale golden tortoise shells the size of a palm from the ground and placing them on his heart in piety.
After praying silently for a while, he carefully and slowly sprinkled the tortoise shell on the ground.
There was a tinkling sound, all nine tortoise shells turned their backs to the sky, and nine clear Bagua patterns were clearly visible.
"Good luck, good luck again! The luck of these two little bastards this time is so good that I would be jealous." The Corpse Emperor looked at the nine tortoise shells on the ground with joy, and slowly picked them up and put them away.
Into the sleeves. At this moment, the door of the main hall was pushed open by Yan Jiang, and Yan Jiang jumped in quickly, panting.
"So restless?" Corpse Emperor glanced at Yan Jiang.
"Hey, Master, it's none of my disciple's business. Just now, Uncle Long was teasing people again." Yan Jiang helplessly spread his hands, bowed respectfully to the Corpse Emperor and then reported: "I just came from the Federal Military Headquarters.
According to the news, the first prince of Roman, RDX, has joined the war, and the situation in the Thirteenth War Zone is not good. The director of the Federal Secret Service, Siren, has led an army of federal superpowers to join the war."
After a moment of silence, the Corpse Emperor stood up and looked back at the densely packed palm-sized Yuan Shen natal cards on the huge table in the middle of the hall.
All the natal cards of the soul were intact, but one of the natal cards with the word "瀤华" was filled with red light, and the intense red light sprayed out more than ten feet high.
"What a strong fortune! It's a pity, it's a pity that because Xie Chen can't practice Taoism, he was not allowed to leave a soul card here. Otherwise, we would know what his current situation is." With a sigh, the Corpse Emperor said calmly.
He said: "However, since Zhehua is safe and sound and has met the greatest opportunity in his life, I guess Xiechen is also safe, right?"
Hearing this, Yan Jiang took a few steps forward happily and said with a smile: "It's good that Senior Brother is fine. Without him, Master's palace will be meaningless."
"Huh?" The Corpse Emperor glared at Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang shrank his neck and hurriedly smiled and said: "Master, this palace is truly a fairyland on earth. Hehe, it makes people forget to leave. Uh, my disciple just got the news."
The Corpse Emperor looked at Yan Jiang, who hurriedly told the news he had found out.
When Gu Xiechen went to calculate the Roman exploration fleet, in addition to the Honghuang-class battleships, he also brought a fleet there. The Honghuang-class battleships were involved in the turbulence of time and space, but that ship was safe and sound. The commander of the fleet was Hadward.
The old man from the defense company was very experienced in various emergencies. Seeing that the Honghuang-class battleship Gu Xiechen was on was drawn into the subspace without any resistance, he hurriedly commanded the entire fleet to evacuate and dispatched several ships as quickly as possible.
The high-speed communication ship returned to Earth to report the news, and he himself led the fleet to search for Gu Xiechen's whereabouts.
It is a pity that several communication ships were unlucky to encounter the Seated Buddha battleship of the Red Dragon King on their way back to Earth, and were smashed to pieces on the spot.
The fleet searched for the place where Gu Xiechen disappeared for more than half a year, and entered the subspace nearly a hundred times. They almost figured out the star road map of that star field, and the result was still
No trace of Gu Xiechen and others was found. With no choice, the fleet ran out of supplies and had no choice but to return, returning to the Earth Federation just three hours ago.
"Master, it was the Roman Red Dragon King who took action himself." Yan Jiang took a few steps back and looked at the Corpse Emperor carefully.
The corpse emperor's body stiffened suddenly. He looked at Yan Jiang blankly, and suddenly sneered: "Did the Red Dragon King personally take action?"
Yan Jiang quickly said: "As evidenced by the video of the battlefield recorder, the Black Buddha battleship of the Red Dragon King has a unique shape that is unmistakable."
The Corpse Emperor suddenly jumped up to a height of eight feet. He pointed at the sky and the ground and roared, spouting all kinds of obscenities for a quarter of an hour. Finally, the Corpse Emperor fell back to the ground and stepped on the ground hard, causing
The entire Corpse Temple trembled: "Asshole, it was the Romans who took the initiative to tear up the declaration of escape from the world! Issue the Corpse God Order to summon all the disciples of Jiuyou Dao to prepare for war! Issue the Dao Alliance Order and invite all the great masters of the Dao Alliance to come to discuss matters!"
The Corpse Emperor roared angrily: "How dare he attack my Corpse Emperor's disciple? Ha, he and I fought to a draw in the Battle of Nine Three. Could it be that he thinks that I am still the same person I was back then?"
Green veins popped out from under the corpse emperor's skin, two sharp lights shot out from his eyes several feet away, and his white teeth made a crunching sound.
Zombies have the most violent and cruel temperament. Even if a master of the Void Realm like the Corpse Emperor is aroused to have a ferocious temperament, he will have a lawless temper and fear that the world will not be in chaos.
The Red Dragon King secretly attacked the junior regardless of his identity, and the Corpse Emperor was completely angry.
"I know that none of the Romans are reliable!" The Corpse Emperor said to himself angrily: "Only dead Romans are good Romans!"
Raindrops of summons letters flew in all directions from the Corpse Emperor's Palace, and the Asian Taoist Alliance immediately moved.
