Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"Should I ask you about this?"

The middle-aged man said blankly: "It's too rude to break into my territory without even saying hello to the owner."

"Your territory?" Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Isn't Luo Lie who lives in The Underworld Valley?"

"You actually know Luo Lie?"

The middle-aged man showed a stunned face, looked up and down Xiao Lin a few times, his eyes widened in shock, "You...you are the Emperor Underworld?! After a million years, have you actually been resurrected? !"

Azure Dragon's face is full of vigilance: "Master, be careful! This guy is the leader of the undead, the winning hook of one of the four ancient zombie kings!"

"Win tick?"

Xiao Lin quickly flipped through the memory and finally found the name.

The four ancient zombie kings are the ancestors of the zombie clan, and they are four old guys who have existed since the birth of Cangwu Continent.

When the Emperor Underworld resisted the ten thousand races, the undead race led by these four guys was one of the most difficult enemies!

There was a touch of jealousy in Yinggou's eyes, and he said coldly: "Emperor Ming, this time you are resurrected, don't you want to lead your human race to unite this continent again, right?"

"This emperor has this intention."

Xiao Lin said indifferently, "At the beginning, this emperor only wanted to Closed Door Training cultivation. I didn't expect this to be closed for more than one million years."

"The world has changed drastically over the past millions of years, and my subordinates have all fallen apart. This time the emperor wants to gather them together and get back what belongs to me."

"Hahahaha, Emperor Underworld, you are so naive! You stand on your own for a million years, don't you think the world has not changed at all?"

"Now that you are no longer the strongest in this world, what qualifications do you have to become the overlord of the unified world again?!"

"Oh?"

Xiao Lin raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that there are people who are stronger than me in this continent?"

"Our undead have survived on this continent for thousands of years. You don't know many things, but we all know it."

"Emperor Ming, let me advise you that you are now out of touch with this era, so don't do heaven-defying things."

"With your skills, as long as you don't participate in the struggle for power, you can live forever. By then, living in seclusion in the mountains and cultivating immortality like our undead is truly eternal."

Xiao Lin said indifferently: "If I can't take back what I lost with my hands, then even if I live longer than your undead clan, I am just a lingering old turtle."

"Sooner or later, I will surely become the master of this continent again, so that every citizen on the continent will remember the name'Underworld Emperor' again."

"And today, I will definitely break this seal and rescue Vermillion Bird from the dark Restrictions!"

There was a murderous intent in Yinggou's eyes, and he said angrily: "If you have the ability, you can try it!"

After all, Ying Hook's arms stretched suddenly like springs, and his fists, mixed with the whistling sound of the wind, hit Xiao Lin's chest straight.

Xiao Lin furrowed his brows, leaped to avoid the win hook fist, and gathered two white lights in his palms, colliding the white lights together with a "bang", and slammed into the win hook with a full force.

Although the Wanling Blast is the weakest among the Cultivation Techniques Xiao Lin has mastered, it is definitely a killer move at the slaughter level.

The white light group wrapped the win hook in the middle, tearing every inch of skin on the win hook, causing him to let out a scream.

A gleam of light appeared in Xiao Lin's eyes, the white light in his palm turned into a two-meter-long sword, and he jumped down from the sky to win the hook.

"Spirit skill, Underworld Slash!"

Xiao Lin screamed, all Spiritual Qi in his body surged towards Dantian.

At the moment his body jumped to the highest point, Spiritual Qi spewed out from Dantian, forming two identical clones, and also holding a two-meter long white sword in his hand.

The three Xiao Lin descended from the sky at the same time, and the white light sword in his hand slashed heavily, causing the entire The Underworld Valley to be shocked, and a thick smoke of gunpowder was set off.

The smoke cleared, and Xiao Lin just saw Ying Gou cut into several pieces with a single stroke, leaving only his head still intact, his expression frozen in horror before being smashed to eight pieces.

Xiao Lin let out a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "What zombie king is just that."

Before the words were over, there was a contemptuous laughter in front of him.

"Hahahaha, Emperor Ming, use this level of moves to deal with me, do you look down on my win hook, or do you want to tickle me?"

Xiao Lin was startled slightly, and suddenly fixed his eyes to see that it was the head of Ying Hook on the ground that had grown his mouth and raised his head and laughed wildly.

In the next second, the broken feet of the win hook stood up again and stood upright on the ground.

Calves, thighs, hips, waist, chest, arms, shoulders...

Pieces of corpse fragments quickly floated into the air, rearranging and combining them to form a body of a winning hook.

In the end, his head floated and returned to his neck. The blood stains on the joints of various parts of the body disappeared, as if he was unharmed!

Xiao Lin was surprised, and Azure Dragon on his shoulder said: "Master, have you forgotten? With this level of attack, it is impossible to kill the undead!"

"The zombies of the undead have the ability to reorganize corpses. If you want to kill them, you can only avoid re-recovery unless you use an elemental attack with great destructive power to destroy their bodies."

"And the ancestors of zombies at the level of Yinggou have already reached the point of being immortal, invincible and indestructible. Even if the corpse is bombarded into slag, it can be restored with powerful resilience!"

"The only way to deal with the ancestors of zombies is to seal!"

"It just so happens that I am the only one among the four zombie kings who knows how to restrain and break through the seal."

Yinggou stood with his back, and said with a faint smile: "Emperor Ming, do you still want to fight me?"

"No matter how abundant your Spiritual Qi is, there will eventually be a time when it will run out, but I can be reborn indefinitely. If this stalemate continues, you will definitely lose."

"I advise you not to waste time and give in as soon as possible."

"Give up?"

A joking smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth: "As the ancestor of zombies, you have lived for tens of millions of years. When have you ever heard of Emperor Ming conceding defeat to others?"

"If I can't kill you once, I will kill you twice, three times, one hundred times, one thousand times. The emperor's power is inexhaustible, inexhaustible, and you can afford it!"

Having said that, Xiao Lin yelled angrily and instantly appeared in front of Yinggou, punching him with his fist.

Yinggou's heart was tight, and he was rushing to raise his hands to fight back, and the two of them started close hand-to-hand combat in this secret room, punching and kicking extremely fiercely.

As the ancestor of zombies, Yinggou not only possesses the infinite rebirth ability, but also surprisingly strong fists and kicks.

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