"Li Tian and Shi Fangxiu came to the left area of Ten Thousand Corpses and Bones.
I saw that this place was a basin with a huge space. The corpses were piled up on the ground. After Li Tian casually scanned the corpses, he found that there were at least hundreds of intact corpses among the corpses.
Being able to preserve the physical body, its strength is at least on the same level as the Saqi Luo Death God, or even higher.
There are some black stone pillars of different heights standing on the edge of the basin. There is a corpse of a human or a monster on each of the stone pillars.
Although he couldn't sense any energy fluctuations, just by looking at these corpses, Li Tian could read the identity of the other party in his eyes.
The saint of ancient humans (warcraft).
At this moment, Shifang Xiu showed his horror, "The Ancient Saint Basin turns out to really exist."
Li Tian's expression changed, and he heard Shifang Xiu muttering to himself, "In ancient times, there was a tomb robber. I don't know his exact name, but the average thief player should have heard about this tomb robber from the mentor of the Thieves Guild.
Deeds.”
"This tomb robber dug out all the tombs of saints from ancient times and piled them somewhere to provide training for his necromancer friends."
Shifang Xiu frowned, "It's just that the resurrection of the dead belongs to the forbidden spells among the forbidden spells. It is very difficult to study it thoroughly."
"Shifangxiu, are you sure the deceased is resurrected?"
“nothing wrong”
After receiving Shifang Xiu's affirmation, Li Tian couldn't help but be stunned. His holy guide book recorded a forbidden spell of "resurrection of the dead".
This holy guide book was written by the God of Death, Saqiluo. After such a long time, the magic of "resurrection of the dead" must have been researched by Saqiluo, but it has not been made public.
While the two were talking, a snow-white long sword suddenly appeared in the sky above the basin.
As the air waves rolled, the snow-white long sword absorbed an indescribably powerful green air mass, which suddenly turned from white to green, and trembled like a mournful scream.
But there was overwhelming anger coming from the corpse!
All the anger gathered on a stone pillar corpse at the front of the corpses.
Li Tian's eyes flashed, and when he felt strange, the Wei sharp sword disappeared out of thin air again, but this time it appeared behind the corpse of the stone pillar in front of him.
Judging from the dress, this corpse was that of a warrior, with a square face and a bird brand on his left hand.
"The power that pulls the micro-sharp sword is definitely this corpse."
Li Tian's eyes flashed, his body twisted for a while, and the next moment he appeared at the position of the corpse.
Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to grab the weak sword, but Shi Fangxiu's urgent voice came from not far away, "Brother Li Tian, be careful of the corpse."
There was severe pain behind him, and Li Tian couldn't help but pause in his movements. He only felt a commotion in the energy in his body, and the protective fighting spirit was broken in an instant. Before he could think about it, his body twisted and disappeared again, and returned to Shifang Xiu's side.
"Brother Li Tian, are you okay?"
Li Tian's face turned pale and he forced a smile, "It's okay."
Just as Li Tian finished speaking, a vicissitudes of life and calm voice came from all directions, "Adventurer, why do you want to steal my weapon?"
The corpse on the stone pillar suddenly opened its eyes, green will-o'-the-wisps flashed on it, and its pale right hand grabbed the slightly sharp sword, and then said, "Leave quickly, I will spare your life."
"Calling yourself the deity? The resurrection of the ancient saint?"
After some speculation in his mind, Li Tian's face changed drastically, and he immediately felt very powerless. It was almost impossible to take back the tiny sword from the hands of the ancient saint.
Shifang Xiu, who was beside him, noticed Li Tian's worry and said with a smile, "Brother Li Tian, don't forget what I said before. The magic of reviving the dead has not been studied yet. The body of the self-proclaimed venerable in front of you is
A sound caused by possession of a high-level evil spirit of level 4 or above."
"I forgot if you didn't tell me." Li Tian breathed a sigh of relief. Since there was an impossible "resurrection of the dead" in the Holy Guide, and the corpse spoke, he subconsciously believed what the corpse said.
As long as the opponent is not an ancient saint, Li Tian has the confidence to defeat the opponent and regain the Weili Sword.
"Brother Li Tian, there is something I need to explain clearly first." Shifangxiu looked at the corpse, took out the sword from his waist, and continued, "The Weili sword has been opened by the corpse. Although the corpse in front of me is at the fourth level in strength,
But with the addition of divine weapons, it can be comparable to the fifth level."
"Fifth level?"
Li Tian showed a determined look and said, "I'm not going to hide it from you. Anyone below level 4 is no match for me. If the opponent has level 5 strength, they won't be able to fight at all. But the corpse in front of me is only level 4."
Existence, coupled with external force, barely reaches the fifth level."
"What's more," Li Tian changed the topic and said to Shi Fangxiu, "Wei Lijian has been bound to me. It is impossible for the other party to operate Weilijian skillfully."
The two looked at each other and smiled, then shot from both sides at the same time.
Li Tian, who had lost his weak sword, took out the Gulou Sword from his backpack, and the sword intention in it expanded with Li Tian's momentum, and there was also a power of faith from the sword master Torelli.
Shifangxiu entered a certain state. With the carnage filling his body, a vague figure appeared behind him, and his outline could be vaguely seen.
Li Tian, who noticed the change in Shifangxiu's eyes, couldn't help but said, "This is the killing sword Yifu."
Swordsman Yves and Sword Master Torelli are outstanding talents of the dark clan and are close friends at the same time.
Torelli felt so helpless and sad when he shot Yves with his own hands.
As a close friend, but having to kill the other party with his own hands, Torelli bears a heavy burden.
This is an extremely contradictory psychology.
At this moment, it was heard in Li Tian's sword intention that the sword intention from the sword master Torelli actually blended with Shifang Xiu's sword intention.
In just a moment, the two of them entered a strange space.
They saw two blurry young men at the same time.
"Do you blame me? I killed you myself." one of them said.
Another person laughed and said, "I never blame you because you will always be my best friend."
There was a "click" sound and the screen shattered.
Li Tian only felt that the sword intention had been sublimated to some extent, closer to the legendary perfect state.
"Divine Strike!"
Cause and effect have their own destiny. Li Tian suddenly realized that a pattern of the cycle of all things appeared in the mid-air, and he only needed to follow the movement of the trajectory and find the rules of life and death from it.
Under the enlightenment, he created a sword energy.
It's just that this time, the sword energy is a little different from before. It is no longer a gas in the origin of all things, it has become the master of all things.
The so-called master will control life and death.
"This is……"
Facing the approach of the master's sword energy, the corpse on the stone pillar could no longer conceal its frightened expression. A gray light emerged from its head, and a resentful spirit rose out of the corpse, grabbing the weak sword and trying to escape.
This resentful spirit can't think of any resistance in front of Li Tian's "divine strike"."