Although it is said in Donghuang that the strength of the ancient leader Ye Zhennan is the best in the world, the monks in Donghuang do not have an intuitive feeling. This leads to them knowing that there is such a strong man in Donghuang, but they have never paid much attention to him.
But it's different in Ghost Corpse Mountain! Originally, according to the plan of the Three Meridians, all ten holy walls should be broken now.
But precisely because of the emergence of Ye Zhennan in the contemporary era, their progress is so slow.
Not to mention Ye Zhennan, who is now unfathomable, even Ye Zhennan when he was young was so bold that he entered the Ghost Corpse Mountain alone and completely caused a scene... In the Ghost Corpse Mountain, the three words "Ye Zhennan" mean strong.
pronoun of person.
Countless ghosts and corpses in the mountain hate him to the core, but they are also afraid of him to their very souls.
Originally, if the combat power of the three meridians were to gather together to attack the Wushuang Holy Road, there would be no way they could defeat it.
But when Ye Zhennan came to take charge, he threatened that if the Ghost Corpse Mountain dared to attack in groups, he would rush into the Ghost Corpse Mountain and carry out a bloodbath.
Secondly, the Great Holy Sect and the Taiping Ancient Alliance echoed each other and shared a lot of pressure! Thirdly, there was the power of the Holy Wall. Ye Zhennan blessed the power of the Holy Wall, which was absolutely terrifying.
Ghost Corpse Mountain was able to capture six holy walls at the cost of blood.
Moreover, in the seventh and eighth eras, we only won five, and in the ninth era, we could only win one.
And in all of this, Ye Zhennan definitely takes the lead.
But things are obviously different now. All regions in Nanling are taking action, and Ghost Corpse Mountain is even more determined to rush into the Eastern Wasteland from the Wushuang Sacred Road this time. The scale of the battle is naturally unprecedented.
The Seventh Holy Wall Quartet.
The battle has entered a fever pitch.
Exile the ghosts of the Hundred Ghosts lineage! The various zombie clans of the Poison Sky Corpse lineage! And the thousands of vampires of the Annihilation Vampire Lineage who occupy the main force! They are densely eroding the ancient holy wall like locusts, and several true kings
He also takes action from time to time.
If you want to occupy the holy wall, you must first erode the holy wall! This is the best method summarized by Ghost Corpse Mountain over its long history.
On the holy wall, the older generation of ancient alliance monks such as Taoist Black and White, Chen Ping's generation of mature monks, and the younger generation of monks such as Cang Feng and Taiping Yuan were contending.
There are really very few monks from the Taiping Ancient Alliance, and almost everyone is taking action at this moment.
Of course, they are not the only ones here, there are also many monks from Tiannan.
The Tiannan Yuan Clan with Tang Zhan as the core, Qianyouxie Sect Nanhuai and others composed of warriors, demons, monsters, various ferocious beasts, etc., many Tiannan monks are here.
Because Su Xuan is the elder brother of the Ancient Alliance, there are very few people from the Eastern Wilderness Righteous Path who are willing to come to the Wushuang Holy Road to help.
Of course Tian Nan was unhappy about this.
In the eyes of Tiannan cultivators, those Eastern Wilderness righteous ways are nothing.
Donghuang Righteous Path won't help, they will help. There is no need for those hypocritical Righteous Path monks.
"Damn, these Nanling aliens are really crazy!"
Nan Huai cursed.
It had not been long since he came here, but every day, many Nanling aliens launched suicidal attacks. Under the Seventh Sacred Wall, there were mountains of corpses, and the original ground was completely covered.
"Life is like grass.
If you don’t take your own life seriously, you will naturally not care about others, so we must not let them rush into the Eastern Wasteland, otherwise all life will be ruined.”
Tang Zhan said coldly.
“I don’t know what to say, anyway, just do it and it’ll be over.
The Southland is our territory, we must not let them run wild!"
Nan Huai cursed lowly, and the battle became more intense.
The black and white Taoist next to him looked strange, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind.
When I met Su Xuan at the beginning of that year, I never expected that less than a thousand years later, Tiannan would already start to rebel against the ancient alliance... far behind him.
Ye Zhennan holds an ancient war spear and stands like a sculpture.
He is like a patron saint, motionless in all directions and magnificent.
Suddenly.
A figure appeared.
It was none other than the old man surnamed Ji who had appeared in Nandi.
"Old Alliance Leader, the Seventh Holy Wall is about to be unable to hold on any longer. We must arrange to retreat to the Eighth Holy Wall as soon as possible."
He spoke, but his expression was calm.
"It doesn't matter, I can hold on for a while longer."
Ye Zhennan said calmly.
The eyes of the old man surnamed Ji flashed: "Based on the intensity of the recent attack on Ghost Corpse Mountain, they are probably going to launch a major attack. I don't know whether they will choose this place or the invincible battle route."
"No matter which side we are on, Wu Chenfu and I have considered it. You don't need to worry about this matter."
Ye Zhennan spoke up, glanced at him and said, "It's you, why have you been staying in Donghuang?"
"They are also very concerned about Donghuang over there."
The old man surnamed Ji smiled: "The layout of the Holy See has been successful, and many powerful people will emerge in the future. This... is also a blessing for the underworld."
Ye Zhennan was noncommittal and did not say anything again.
"Has the ancient leader found the Holy Seat?"
The old man named Ji asked again.
"It's not urgent."
Ye Zhennan shook his head.
"That's right, it will take several years before the Holy See is fully born..." The old man surnamed Ji nodded, but he was thinking that if this contemporary hero chooses the Holy See, it must be among the strongest ones.
And this time.
Ye Zhennan's eyes suddenly condensed, and he twisted the fingers of his left hand behind his back, and a sense of peace that did not belong to him flashed away.
He was stunned for a moment, then grinned.
"Why are the ancient leaders laughing?"
The old man surnamed Ji was also stunned. This was the first time he saw the ancient alliance leader smile.
"A disciple is finally coming to see me."
Ye Zhennan spoke leisurely, his eyes looking forward to it.
……at the same time.
Ghost Corpse Mountain is located in an inland sea.
The waves surged, filled with ancient blood and turbidity, just like the sea of the underworld, where countless undead souls were sinking.
And in this sea of blood, corpses can be seen everywhere, and from time to time they let out menacing roars.
At this time.
Su Xuan came through the air, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his whole body exuded a terrifying will to die.
At this moment, his long hair has turned into a bright golden color, there is an ancient bone base rising and falling behind him, and a dense golden skull is exposed on the left side of his face.
This is when Su Xuan stimulated the body of Kuhai to the greatest extent, showing the aura of the strongest king of Kuhai.
Although Su Xuan doesn't usually use the Bone Body of the Sea of Bitterness, it doesn't mean that the Bone Body of the Sea of Bitterness is not strong.
On the contrary, this bitter sea bone body refined from several king corpses is very strong! According to Su Xuan's guess, this is the strongest evolutionary direction of the bitter corpse lineage. As long as he continues to practice, he will reappear as a disaster.
The strongest corpse of the fifth era! "Who?"
Suddenly, a terrifying roar came from the sea of blood below.
"Who gave off the breath?"
"I wonder if this is the land of the Kushi clan?"
"presumptuous!"
The roars sounded one after another.
This is the Nanling Kushi lineage! In the fifth era, the Kushi brought trouble to the Holy King Continent. Most of them were suppressed by the Holy King on the other side, but there were also many who escaped.
At the end of the Fifth Age, the Holy King Continent was divided into four regions, and many suffering corpses also fled into Nanling.
Since the Sixth Age, suffering corpses have been living in the Ghost Corpse Mountain.
Because of its terrifying fecundity, the number of corpses in the Ghost Corpse Mountain is also extremely large.
However, due to the core inheritance back then, most of the strongest king corpses were suppressed by the Holy King of the other side. The bitter corpses of this lineage that fled into Nanling were not strong, which resulted in the bitter corpse lineage being able to only be classified as the poisonous corpse lineage! And!
Over the years, the inheritance has been cut off, and apart from their large numbers and hard bones, they have almost no combat power.
certainly.
The Bitter Corpse lineage is also known as the fourth largest force in the Ghost Corpse Mountain after the three major lines. After all, there are so many of them that it can be called the largest in the Ghost Corpse Mountain! At this moment, Su Xuan broke into the Bitter Corpse Clan for no reason, and it was even more...
It exudes a strong aura, which naturally makes the strong Kuzhi angry.
"Whoosh!"
The sea water surged, and bones kept breaking out of the waves.
One after another, horrible tortured corpses appeared, staring at Su Xuan solemnly.
"Where did you come from, a wild boy, who didn't know this is the land of the Kuzhi Clan?"
The leading corpse of the king roared: "You'd better give me a reason, or have a strong background, otherwise you will be buried... Ugh!"
The words are not finished yet.
Su Xuan appeared in front of the king's corpse in an instant and wrenched off his head with one hand.
The suffering corpses in Bafang stagnated for a moment, then roared again and again, whether it was anger or shock.
Su Xuan's eyes were as cold as ever.
He looked around, then lowered his head to look at the head in his hand, and said indifferently under the horrified gaze of the king's corpse: "Your emperor is here."