Gods Of The Heavens

Chapter 43: Villain Style

The corpse energy is in all directions. At this moment, the place where the National Teacher's House was originally located is shrouded in a corpse gas poison barrier. Any creature stepping into it will feel a chill of freezing souls in an instant, even the movement of thoughts slow down.

On the ground, a stream of frost was as thin as silk, the wind blew, and it floated slightly, like tiny worms meandering. At the same time, the colors of the ground and the sky are dark gray, deep and depressed, and the air is filled. With a strong breath of Death, at the same time, there was an unpleasant fishy smell.

Such a place, no matter how you look at it, is a land of poor mountains and evil waters, but here is a paradise for zombies. The aura of Yellow Springs diffused from the gates of ghosts constantly assimilates the veins of this place, destructively plundering the heavens and the earth, and destroying all Spiritual Qi. Transformed into the energy of Yin attribute.

Being in this place is a rare treasure for any creatures of the ghost road and the corpse road, and it is also the place where ghosts and charms are the easiest to breed. It is nourished by the air of Yellow Springs, even if the air of Yellow Springs is very, very weak. , But in this world, the first batch of Ghosts also spawned.

In the mid-air, a devil with a broken body and a hideous face danced with whistles and whistles. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that these evil spirits were all trapped by Emperor Qing in the first place. The old dignitaries of the Qing Dynasty who died in the sea of ​​flames.

In fact, it is not difficult to explain that these old guys are in the high position of the Qing Dynasty, and they naturally have a trace of the national luck dragon spirit in the Qing Dynasty. If in the past, without external interference, these dragon spirits will return to the Qing Dynasty after they die, it doesn't matter.

But at this moment, they died with grievances, and they were tormented by the fire before they died. How full of resentment in their hearts, coupled with the Yellow Springs air as a primer, combined with the dragon air on their bodies, these old guys died in just three days after their death. Time, but at least fifty years of Taoism, each end is enough to kill the Seventh-Rank Practitioner.

Even these old ghosts have the advantage of the ghost Xiantian. They have no entity, and they cannot be attacked by idle weapons. If there is not enough True Qi Cultivation Base, or to find special methods, I am afraid that they will be masters of the 8th and 9th ranks. Suffer a lot.

"Unfortunately, the skeleton soldier cannot be born, the energy level of this world is still limited."

Sitting on the black dragon chair, the Zombie Army overlooked the land of the dead, and the words sounded like ice. Then, the Zombie Army raised his right arm and waved his finger in the direction of Kyoto.

"Go, grievances, bloodthirsty carnival!"

With an order, the zombies looked up to the sky and roared, the evil spirits roared and fluttered, and the demons danced like this. Then, the monsters came out of the cage. The zombies took advantage of the night and strode towards Kyoto, and the evil spirits were flying in the sky first. Arrived in Kyoto.

"what is that!?"

"A ghost!"

......

The evil spirits arrived at the capital city wall with a stern whistle. Those evil spirits with terrifying faces and grievances let the world see the horror of ghosts. The soldier turned into a mummy.

Before he died, he suffered terrible torture, one by one, he did not look at him, and his face was extremely hideous, but the evil spirits were caught in a carnival, and resentment and death were their best delicacies.

And half an hour later, the zombie army arrived, and a terrifying torrent hit the city gate. Using the body as a siege wood, it slammed on the city gate. Under the loud noise like a landslide, the city gate was violently knocked. It collapsed, of course, the dozens of zombies that were the most arrowheaded were also turned into pieces of flesh and blood.

But for zombies who are not afraid of death and only long for blood, Death is never what they fear. The full popularity in Kyoto is like a peerless delicacy, attracting a group of zombies like starving ghosts.

The bloodthirsty carnival has begun!

There is no right or wrong, no mercy, only Life and death, only killing and wailing!

This day, this night, is destined to be remembered by the world, because the capital of the world’s strongest dynasty fell on this night, and countless people died in the city of Kyoto. Under the bloodthirsty killing of zombies, all are just food.

With the death of nearly 300,000 people, and the grievances caused by the torture before death, Kyoto City turned into a ghost town.

Half a month later, a group of agile people entered the city of Kyoto, headed by Fan Xian, who had returned to Qing from Northern Qi.

Oh oh oh! ! !

There seemed to be endless wailing in the wind in his ears, closing his eyes, Fan Xian seemed to be able to see scenes of innocent people dying under the mouth of Ghost and zombies.

"Frozen, this zombie army has no humanity at all, the national teacher, or Wu Dao, is really innocent, and has no humanity at all."

Looking at the corpses in the surrounding area, the hideousness and despair that could be seen vaguely on his face at the moment, Fan Xian's inner anger was piled up like a volcano, and the blue veins were violent when he grasped his fist.

"Calm down, what is our purpose here today? Don't let anger cloud your sanity!"

At Fan Xian's side, Wu Zhu said blankly. After hearing the words, Fan Xian took a deep breath. Although there was the smell of corpses in the air, Fan Xian calmed down.

"Tsk tusk tusk, isn't this our Master Fan? Why did you come today!"

At this moment, when Fan Xian and the others arrived at a other courtyard with a large area, a laugh and a voice came with nasty laughter.

After that, Fan Xian and the others stopped immediately and looked up, only to see Wu Dao with a faint cat-and-mouse gaze, looking at the group of them, and there were waves of chills in their hearts.

"It's been half a month, you just came here, man, just like the new and dislike the old, don't you think?"

"Waner!"

In Fan Xian’s frightened and angry shouts, Wu Dao pinched Lin Wan’er’s slender neck and said with a hint of indifferent voice. With Wu Dao’s arm strength, how could such a weak female stream like Lin Wan’er be able to When she resisted, it became difficult to breathe, not to mention that Lin Wan'er's physical fitness was not very good.

Struggling weakly, Lin Wan'er kept beating with a pair of jade bi, but the worms shook the tree and couldn't shake Wu Dao at all. Breathing gradually became difficult. On the originally beautiful face, blood began to be congested, and bloodshot began to appear in her eyes. This is a sign of suffocation.

"Let her go!"

Pain, there is no more pain than the woman she loves, who is tortured by the enemy in front of her, but she is at a loss.

Fan Xian hated not being able to break Wu Dao's body into thousands of pieces, but he also understood that he could not make a rash move at this moment, otherwise it would only harm Lin Wan'er.

The author is a little gloomy. If you don't like it, you don't need to read this chapter.

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