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Chapter 323 The Man on the Throne

 After saying goodbye to the Ancient God of Stars, Xu Zimo walked straight towards the north.

After walking for a long time, Xu Zimo finally saw the exit of the Ghostly Tree Forest in the distance.

I took a slight breath inwardly.

After walking in this forest of identical trees for so long, it is inevitable that I feel a little depressed.

Fortunately, he never encountered another attack along the way.

It seems that this forest is the territory of the ancient star god, and no living thing dares to enter here.

After walking for a while, Xu Zimo finally walked out of the forest.

The sight in front of him suddenly widened.

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Xu Zimo looked straight ahead.

Outside the forest is a plain.

It's just that there are large and small mounds of soil on this plain.

This mound is more reminiscent of a grave mound.

There are locust trees and cypress trees planted in front of many mounds.

The sky gradually became lighter and drizzle began.

The strange thing is that these rains only fall on the plains.

Once you enter the forest, the rain will stop again.

The atmosphere seemed very gloomy.

The breeze blew slowly in front of me, and the branches of the locust tree not far away were swaying.

Like a demon, with teeth and claws waving.

There was a piece of yellowed rag floating in the air with the breeze.

"Compared to the real horror, these are nothing!"

Xu Zimo chuckled lightly, stepped on the plain, and walked in slowly.

He had just taken two steps when he saw that the soil beneath the mound began to loosen.

White bones crawled up from below.

These white bones are about the same size as normal human beings, with hollow blue fire coming out of their eyes.

This plain is vast, and the graves in it are endless.

At this moment, more and more bones crawled out.

This is simply an army of bones

What’s even more horrifying is that all of these tens of thousands of bones are at the level of the Imperial Vein Realm.

There are also some white bones from the Holy Pulse Realm mixed in.

I'm afraid many people would tremble at the sight of this kind of formation.

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The army of bones roared, and they all rushed towards Xu Zimo.

"It seems that a big war is inevitable."

Xu Zimo slowly pulled out Ba Ying, looked up to the sky and laughed, killing the army of bones alone.

There is quite a bit of courage that I can do even though thousands of people have gone there.

He waved Ba Ying, and the power of creation spread and condensed together with the thunder from the sky, the fire from the earth, the torrent, and the hurricane.

With every wave of Xu Zimo's movements, the spiritual energy was like a huge wave, unstoppable.

At the same time, the Nineteenth Form of Asking Questions was also used.

These nineteen moves are themselves combos.

The first posture starts at the end of the day.

The second type of Fuqingping,

Three moves to fight a hundred battles without danger,

Four postures go straight up against the current,

The five styles are flying in the strong wind,

Six-style killing knife,

Seven moves to transform wind and cloud into dragon,

Eight-style deep blue world,

Nine styles of heaven and earth,

Ten forms of darkness descend,

Eleven forms of blood of the sky,

Twelve forms of annihilation in the void.

When all twelve postures are connected together, lightning and thunder can be seen in the sky.

Although the number of these skeleton armies is huge, they can only attack rigidly because they have no consciousness.

Every time Xu Zimo slashed, several bones were broken into pieces.

The army of bones swarmed forward without fear of life or death.

Xu Zimo also worked tirelessly to kill.

Combat is also a kind of experience in cultivation.

In addition to enhancing combat experience and becoming more proficient in the use of pulse skills.

It is also a kind of realization.

Ba Ying was humming softly, and the "rumbling" explosion caused by spiritual energy rang in his ears.

The surrounding space was all shattered.

Xu Zimo was surrounded by an army of bones.

He was like a murderous god, and his eyes were completely red with murder.

He cut a bloody path abruptly.

Every step he took was accompanied by the collapse of several bones.

…………

It was raining lightly in the sky.

He inserted Ba Ying into the soil at his feet, held Ba Ying's knife handle with his right hand, and half-knelt on the ground.

All the muscles in his body were trembling slightly, and he was breathing heavily.

Beads of sweat fell from my forehead. I haven't been so tired for a long time.

I haven't fought so happily in a long time.

Behind him, there were fragments of bones on the ground.

Heaven and earth seem to be playing the lamentation of the dead.

He slowly looked straight ahead.

There is a tomb with a stone monument there.

There is no inscription, this is a wordless tombstone.

At this moment, the ground beneath my feet began to shake.

Cracks began to spread from all directions.

A "rumbling" explosion sounded under the tomb.

I saw a throne rising from the ground and descending in mid-air.

The throne slowly turned around, and there was a headless corpse sitting on it.

Wanton laughter sounded from the corpse.

He obviously has no head, and he doesn't know how the laughter sounds.

The body looked like it had been dead for many years.

But it is very well preserved, wearing a dark purple robe.

The purple robe is embroidered with several golden dragon patterns.

What caught Xu Zimo's attention was the sword held in the corpse's hand.

"The Emperor's true weapon," Xu Zimo said with slightly narrowed eyes.

The sword is dark blue in color and is three feet long.

There are several card slots with different patterns engraved on the sword blade.

This card slot contains rivers, giant beasts, and humans.

It seems to be telling a story.

The laughter continued, and the headless corpse slowly stood up from the throne.

Its purple robe fluttered, and vast imperial power emanated from the long sword in its hand.

More importantly, around him, the aura unique to the divine vein realm was surging.

The momentum is getting higher and higher, and the whole sky is shaking and roaring.

"I am the divine son of the Changhe Divine Sect, and I should have carried the destiny of this world.

You ants can compete with me,

An can compete with me!!!"

The unwilling roar echoed in the sky.

The headless corpse slowly walked down the throne, and the momentum around it became stronger and stronger.

Walking towards Xu Zimo step by step.

It was still chattering non-stop.

"Ants, ants, all deserve to die."

He took the Changhe Sword in his hand, and with the blessing of the power at the peak of the Divine Vein Realm, he slashed directly at Xu Zimo.

There was a "boom" sound.

Xu Zimo narrowly escaped the blow.

Where he originally stood, the long river surged, like the setting sun reflecting the sky.

Everything in the world is reflected in the long river.

The entire land was sunk.

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"Ant, stop hiding," the headless corpse put the Changhe Sword behind him.

The tip of the sword touched the ground lightly, and he quickly ran towards Xu Zimo.

The long sword was dragged on the ground, and the tip of the sword drew a semicircle behind him and was suddenly raised.

It was like a scorching sun rising up and hitting Xu Zimo invincibly.

Xu Zimo didn't hide this time. He slowly raised Ba Ying and struck out with the Nirvana Void move.

The attacks of the two exploded in mid-air.

Xu Zimo's figure flew backwards.

He quickly stood up, moved his numb right hand, and chuckled.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit reluctant to challenge a strong person with divine veins.

But that’s what makes it wonderful!”

:.:


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