Lingzong Wuji land west, where there is no one inhabited, black peaks, bursts of black air. There is no grass here, there are no creatures here.

The mountains and rivers here seem to be chopped off by some kind of magical soldiers, one by one in strange shapes. Some peaks rush straight into the sky, but they are like a broken sword.

The river water here is also black, and what flows inside is not water, but something viscous.

That is resentment, the air of resentment, here people are abandoned.

Ten thousand miles of territory, vaguely in this weird world, occasionally there will be temples. These shattered temples were shrouded in ignored black branches, and some were sinking in the river of black resentment.

Huashan Tomb!

Lingzong Wuji, one of the ten deadly places, Huashan Divine Tomb!

Huashan Divine Cemetery, in the Middle Ages, there used to be gods in the Huashan Mountain. Here is the kingdom of God, here is the supreme thing, here is the Promise Land of Spirit Sect, the Western Paradise.

The kingdom of God here is for the people of the Promise Land to look up, but the gods stepped into the red dust.

From the Middle Ages to 300,000 years ago, the gods obviously transformed the Huashan kingdom, and the gods here were as numerous as the stars, and the sages and sages here, like the stars, ruled the Wuji.

But it was such a magical place, but it was destroyed by the first emperor of the central dynasty 300,000 years ago. The emperor in the world, stepping on the kingdom of God, slaying the sages, and cutting the gods.

That battle destroyed the world and no one knew the reason, only the **** slaughter.

The power of the emperor suppresses the heavens!

The gods fall, the kingdom of gods is destroyed, and all the welfare here is taken away. In the kingdom of God, hundreds of millions of lives have been slaughtered, faith has collapsed, and this place has turned into a relic, a real place of death.

The law of the emperor made it impossible to condense aura, the veins of the earth were exhausted, and no blessed place could appear. Three hundred thousand years, this is the place of death.

Huashan sacred mound, the ancient battlefield, there are too many living beings buried here, so it is simply the road to the underworld.

"boom!"

In the dark mud, Zuo Thirteen was thrown out again, and fell to the ground depressed.

"Enough, let me say it again, if you don't teach me how to escape, I will do it myself!"

The left thirteen mouths are full of soil, and the dignified zombie walks in the soil all day. It would be shameful for Yinggou to see it.

Left thirteen was also stunned immediately, looking around, feeling the deathly silence here, especially in the mud here, full of ignorant grievances.

"My God, how many people have died here?"

Left thirteen was a bit dumbfounded. This is not Huangquan, but it is better than Huangquan here. The resentment was so great that Xiao Hei screamed and fell on the shoulder of left thirteen.

"The Land of the Meteorite is nothing but grievance! How many people died? I don't know!"

Lian Qiantu also walked out, showing a cautious look. This is not a dead place, this is the land of the Corpse Dao Sect, this is the home of Qiantu Lian Tu.

"Zone Daozong, here?"

The thirteenth left pointed to the distance. With so much resentment, any creature entering the Huashan Divine Tomb would be driven mad by the resentment.

"This is the ancient battlefield. For others, it is a dead place. For the Corpse Dao Sect, it is a holy land!"

Lian Qiantu waved his hand and threw a piece of cloth to the thirteenth left. The cloth strip had a smell of corpse, which made Zuo Thirteen suspect that it was a shroud.

"If you don't want to let resentment into your body, put on the curse of resentment!"

Lian Qiantu glared at the left thirteenth. The left thirteenth realm was still too low. If you want to enter the Huashan sacred mound, you must wear the amulet of the suppression of resentment.

"I do not need!"

The thirteenth from the left refused, and the thirteenth from the left would not wear the "shroud." The thirteenth from the left has soul fire, and no grievances can erode the thirteenth from the left.

There was an invisible scorching heat on the left thirteenth eyebrow, which made Lian Qiantu a moment of stun, and then realized that this apprentice seemed to be born as a disciple of the Corpse Dao Sect.

"Let's go, you can enter the Corpse Dao Sect when you step on Longwei Mountain!"

"Remember the route, there is no way to escape from this place, and there is no way to escape from the sky!"

Lian Qiantu still cared about the thirteenth left, carrying the coffin, and slowly walking towards the black mountain in front.

The thirteenth left did not run this time. For so many days, the thirteenth left was already familiar with the practice of Qiantu. Although Lian Qiantu is overbearing, he still speaks. Moreover, the thirteenth left knew that only when he entered the Corpse Dao Sect, he would have a chance to enter the ancient deserted palace.

Of the four immortal gates, only the Ancient Desolate Palace possessed the holy medicine that allowed Lin Piaoling to recover.

As long as there is a holy medicine, the thirteenth from left can cure the girl.

Left thirteenth put on sunglasses again, this deadly place, this soaring resentment caused the corner of the left thirteen's mouth to twitch.

"There is Huangquan to win the hook, and I have the Huashan sacred mound. These grievances can be made up!"

Lian Qiantu didn't know that the thirteen on the left was already extremely excited at this time, especially the blood beads in his little finger were also hot.

The "Sanya Xuangong" in the thirteenth body on the left turns frantically. The thirteenth on the left believes that as long as these grievances exist, the thirteenth on the left will definitely be able to complete two transformations and six turns. The power of the true dragon and the wild 犼. At that time, the thirteenth from the left, the physical body can be comparable to the spirits.

Moreover, with so many grievances, the left thirteen is even more able to cohere. The thirteenth from the left not only wants to save people, but also completes the ten-year agreement with Yinggou.

Lian Qiantu walked slowly, as if waiting for the thirteenth from the left. Lian Qiantu was really worried that the thirteenth left was eroded by grievances, but when Lian Qiantu discovered in secret, he suddenly felt that the grievances around him turned towards thirteenth left, and all were absorbed by the thirteenth left. Up.

"Are you immortal Dao body?"

Lian Qiantu looked at Zuo Shisan suspiciously, but saw Zuo Shisan push his sunglasses, causing Lian Qiantu to roll his eyes.

Lian Qiantu also took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, which was given by the thirteenth from the left. In this ocean of resentment, both the master and apprentice wore sunglasses and walked towards Longwei Mountain.

On the way, Zuo Shisan walked very slowly, but Lian Qiantu was more satisfied with Zuo Shisan. Even the grievances can be absorbed, this is a natural corpse training disciple.

"Master, Hell Daoshan finally has a disciple. After 30 years of sealing the mountain, I hope Hell Daoshan can rise again!"

Lian Qiantu walked slowly, and finally walked out of the land of three hundred miles. A magnificent mountain range appeared in front of the two of them.

It was not a mountain at all, but a dragon, a black dragon, a huge real dragon lying prone in the mountains.

"The keel is a mountain? What's on it?"

The thirteenth left was stunned again, this dragon was too terrifying, how could there be such a big real dragon at this time. And in this dead place, dragon bones turned into mountains.

The resentment spread even more, and it seemed to be shrouded in mist forever.

And what shocked Zuo Shishi most was that there was a sea of ​​three thousand corpses above Longwei Mountain.

It is really the sea, the sea of ​​three thousand suspended air, just above Longwei Mountain. In this sea of ​​corpses, the corpses who are ignoring are hideous, and these corpses are the dead buried in the dead.

Refined by the ruthless people of Shidaoshan, hundreds of millions of corpses were created.

These corpses are not corpses. During the long years, they have been blessed by generations of corpse Daoist experts, allowing these corpses to form demon spirits when they are corpses.

The corpse monster is equivalent to the monster beast. This is this monster beast. It lives with resentment and corpse energy, and cannot get out of the dead for life.

"This is the corpse Dao sect, billions of corpse monsters, three thousand corpse sea, who can move the corpse Dao sect?"

"If the king of gods does not come out, the corpse Taoist school will never fall!"

"Even if it is a **** king, we have to weigh whether we can completely obliterate our corpse road!"

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