"Remember, I didn't contact you for a while after I left last time?" Yanluo asked instead without answering Shi Mu's question.
"You said at the time that you had something to deal with, but later you said that it had been dealt with... What, did something happen again?" Shi Mu frowned slightly and asked.
"The day when we have a head-on confrontation with the Emperor is not too far away. During the last battle on Wuyan Star, I originally wanted to send the hundreds of thousands of undead troops I had accumulated here to help you. But who would have expected that the underworld would suddenly emerge?
Unexpectedly, during that period, some divine undead spirits that were supposed to be sleeping underground actually began to appear and snipe at my army." Yan Luo said, his tone fluctuating slightly.
"These god-level undead souls are probably no match for you," Shi Mu said.
"There are rules in the underworld. The appearance of these god-level undead creatures is no accident. There must be something to provoke them. If I kill them without figuring out the reason, then from now on, the undead interface will not tolerate me.
Yes." Yanluo said.
"Then did you figure out the reason later?" Shi Mu asked with a flash of his eyes.
"It's Wu Ye's fault." Yanluo suddenly turned around and said.
"What?" Shi Mu was surprised when he heard this.
In Shi Mu's impression, Wu Ye seemed to have been created by Yan Luo himself. How could he rebel against Yan Luo?
Moreover, Wu Ye's soul should still be bound and controlled by Yan Luo.
"It turned out that Wu Ye had been hiding his cultivation. He had already cultivated to the divine realm without knowing it. He could get rid of the shackles of my soul at any time, but he took advantage of my trust in him and lurked beside me. Those divine realms
He deliberately provoked the undead," Yanluo said.
"This happened! Could it be that your call for me this time has something to do with Wu Ye?" Shi Mu's expression became more solemn when he heard this.
"That's right. When I left this time, in order to prevent things from happening, I gave the Falling Immortal Platform to him and Dagger Spirit for temporary safekeeping. However, he beat the Dagger Spirit to pieces, took the Falling Immortal Platform, and took away a large number of the undead army.
"Yan Luo said something in a calm tone that shocked Shi Mu.
"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" Shi Mu took a deep breath and asked directly.
"Help me stop the army of undead that he took away, and I will kill this traitor with my own hands." Yanluo said with a cold tone.
"Where is Wu Ye now?" Shi Mu asked.
"Mingyuan." Yan Luozhen raised his head slightly, looked towards the north, and said this.
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In the interface of the dead, at the end of a brown mountain peak stretching for more than a thousand miles to the north, there is a white ice field. The originally desolate and barren land has been infected by the endless years of cold corpse energy, forming a light black frozen soil that does not melt all year round.
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The terrain of this ice sheet is not flat, with high and low undulations. There are layers of light white, cold grass-like things growing on it. But if you look carefully, you will find that these are not cold grass, but cold grass.
A layer of fine white bone fragments.
In addition to this layer of white broken bones, tall white skeletons can be seen every few hundred feet on the ice sheet, which are also covered by a thick layer of frost.
On these bones, dots of emerald green phosphorus fire would occasionally light up, but they would only flicker for a few breaths before disappearing. Even so, this frozen wasteland still looked like a starry sky, with a cloud of stars appearing from time to time.
The green starlight rises and falls one after another, adding a bit of darkness and weird atmosphere to this place.
Apart from this, there was no sound in the entire wasteland. It was as quiet as a black and white ink painting, but there was no sense of beauty at all. There was always a suffocating feeling of deathly silence.
Yin energy accumulated over the ice sheet, forming a large thick lead-colored cumulus cloud that stretched for thousands of miles, pushing the sky extremely low and blocking the light of the half-blood moon.
"call……"
"call……"
The howling sound of the dark wind sounded from time to time, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, echoing on the vast ice field for a long time.
The abyss is in the deepest part of this white ice field.
It was an extremely deep and long ditch, as if a giant ax descended from the sky and split open the frozen wasteland. The ditch was surrounded by a gray mist all year round, making it almost impossible to see anything.
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At this moment, at the edge of the gray fog, two dazzling rays of light flew rapidly from the distant sky, and quickly flew down as they approached the gray fog.
The figures of Shi Mu and Yan Luo appeared.
There was only a "click" sound, but when Shi Mu landed, he stepped on several white broken bones.
This crisp, inaudible cracking sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky on this terrifyingly silent ice field.
In the gray fog ahead, there was a sudden flash, and two green flames lit up.
Then, like a contagion, green light flashed in the gray fog, and groups of flames kept lighting up, covering the entire area covered by the fog in the blink of an eye.
The flames vary from big to small, high and low, and the colors of the night are also different. The big ones are tens of feet in diameter, the small ones are no more than an inch, the high ones hang thousands of feet in the air, and the low ones are no more than nine feet above the ground.
Seeing this, Shi Mu's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't show any surprise.
These are all the soul fires of undead creatures. According to a rough estimate, there are hundreds of thousands of them.
The soul fire that spread all over the mountains and plains like a will-o'-the-wisp lit up and emitted rays of light. Instead of making the surrounding temperature rise, it actually made the surrounding area even colder.
Shi Mu looked at the two huge soul fires deep in the mist, and suddenly raised his right fist.
I saw a flash of golden-red light above the tip of his fist, and suddenly a raging fire appeared, bursts of scorching heat emerged from it, and the frost on the white bones under his feet evaporated until it melted and dispersed.
Into a misty vapor.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed with golden light, he took a step forward and punched out suddenly.
The surface of his fist suddenly ignited with blazing flames, condensing a huge flaming fist shadow with a diameter of a hundred feet and flew out, heading straight into the depths of the mist.
"Boom boom boom"
The flaming fist shadows continued to rub in the air, erupting into bursts of loud noises. The dazzling fire light split the shrouded fog into two, splitting a huge ravine more than a thousand feet wide.
In the ravine, thousands of bones, skeletons and zombie rotting beasts emerged one after another.
The hundreds of undead creatures directly under the flame fist shadow were turned into ashes by the scorching waves of fire as soon as they revealed themselves, leaving only a line of more than a hundred feet wide on the ground.
Black scorch marks.
Within a thousand feet, tens of thousands of undead creatures retreated, and the shadow of the flaming fist roared into the depths of the mist.
As the fire continued to approach, the two huge main bodies of soul fire deep in the mist were finally revealed.
It was a giant ghost king covered in blue and purple, with scales on its belly, the head of an ox and the body of a bull. On its head were two hundred-foot-long white bone horns, winding like a halberd, piercing diagonally into the sky.
When the bone-horned ghost king saw the flaming fist coming straight towards him, he roared in the sky, grasped two huge white bone axes tightly with both hands, jumped forward, and took the initiative to meet them.
However, he saw his two axes crossed and swung violently towards the flaming fist shadow.
"Boom" was an earth-shaking loud noise.
The place where the flame fist hit suddenly exploded into a huge flame.
Immediately afterwards, a thick pillar of flames rushed straight into the sky like a dragon and crashed into the lead clouds in the sky.
"Boom"
There was another explosion.
Fire exploded in the lead clouds above the abyss, the clouds rolled, and the explosive air waves rolled around. More than a thousand skeleton soldiers were affected and smashed into pieces.
The violent wind swept continuously, turning into circles of circular air walls, rolling in all directions. Countless skeleton soldiers with smaller bodies were impacted by this air wall and flew into the sky, and their bodies were even more strangled.
It must be smashed to pieces, and no bones remain.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, the misty fog that had gathered here for endless years was suddenly cleared away. Even the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed a lot, and the originally hazy red moonlight was able to fall on this area again.
The fire light gradually dissipated, and the huge body of the bone-horned ghost king was broken into countless pieces and scattered on the ground like those ordinary undead spirits.
All this may seem complicated, but in fact, in just two or three breaths, a ghost king with a cultivation level comparable to that of a strong Saint-level man disappeared into thin air.
At this time, Shi Mu still maintained the stance of punching out with his right fist, and then slowly pulled it back at this moment, while Yan Luo on the side, the expression on his pretty face did not change at all from the beginning to the end.
After the fog in front was swept away, the scene ahead was completely revealed.
The black ravine that had just been bombarded by Shi Mu was empty, with no more undead creatures left, but countless undead armies were still densely gathered on both sides.
Most of them were bone soldiers wearing worn-out armor, mixed with many high-level skeleton soldiers who were all golden or silver. A similar number as the skeleton soldiers were some large zombie rotting beasts with ulcers all over their bodies.
Behind this large army, there are more than ten towering figures like mountains, all of which are ghost king-level undead spirits with considerable strength.
The originally menacing undead army seemed to be frightened by the power of Shi Mu's punch, and for a while did not press forward again.
Behind the undead army, the huge horizontal abyss became clearer, with billowing gray mist emerging from it.
"Where is Wu Ye?"
Yanluo suddenly shouted, his voice cold and cold, like a thunderous thunder that shook the entire ice field.
When countless undead creatures heard this sound, the soul fire in their eyes suddenly trembled, and they seemed to be a little frightened, and they all took a few steps back.
At this moment, the gray fog surged violently in the abyss, and a huge shadow rose up from it.
Shi Mu looked intently and saw that what came out of the abyss was a blue griffin that was more than a hundred feet long.
This griffin has a green mane all over its body. Only its head is completely devoid of flesh and fur, and is completely like bones. There are pale golden flames shining in its two huge eye sockets.
On the top of its head, there is a smaller black shadow, holding a black bone knife in one hand, and the Falling Immortal Platform in the other hand.