Immemorial Sword Venerable

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The army of carrion rushed towards the altar endlessly. Their bodies were filled with raging anger. It seemed that inside the altar, there was something they guarded, no one could come close.

Roar!

The roar of Zhentian roared throughout the devil's land.

Originally extremely silent, the devil's land hidden in the dark was completely exposed to the vision of the Dragon Cave.

At a glance, the mighty army of rotting corpses kept fighting with the ancestors of the monster beast group, and at this time the dark and mysterious altar appeared a crack.

It seems that the altar will shatter at any time.

Above the altar, the ancestor of the monster beast group, the dark eyes, staring at the sword maniac.

He is not afraid of the latter, but at this juncture, he does not want to give up his merits, so the attitude of the sword maniac is crucial.

boom!

The sword maniac was holding a long sword, and stepped on his sword, his face was dire, and his dark eyes were filled with extremely hot light. He could sense that the drunk sword technique rolled down, and it was within this altar.

So, no matter what, he has to get it.

"Humph."

The sword maniac snorted, unwilling to cooperate with the ancestor of the monster beast group.

"Get out of the altar."

The words fell, the sword in the hands of the sword maniac burst out, and the next second, the terrifying sword gas, crisscrossing, cutting the void, instantly came to the ancestor of the monster beast group.

"you wanna die."

The ancestor of the monster beast group was furious, and his hands were bound with the seal of Fa, and a big fingerprint was instantly shot, which resisted the terrible sword gas.

However, although he was angry, he wanted to dissuade the sword maniac and let him join forces with himself.

"Do you really want to be like this?"

The ancestor of the monster beast group looks cold, "You also see that this altar is the core of the devil's land, and all the rotting army are desperately guarding the altar. Even if my monster beast group retreats, you think Can your strength alone withstand the attack of the Corpse Corps? "

The sword maniac was silent.

In fact, he discovered this, but he did not want to believe in the ancestor of the monster beast group.

The latter is extremely cunning. Once the army of carrion retreats, it is difficult for him to get drunk sword.

Tear!

A tragic cry came from the wasteland, and the clan of the monster beast fell to the ground one by one.

Although the carrion army also has a lot of casualties, but compared with their huge number, it is nothing.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of the demon beast group, fangs split.

"There is no time. Once all my people are dead, the Corpse Army will launch a final attack on you and me. By then, none of us will get what we want."

The ancestor of the monster beast group said quickly.

boom!

The sword maniac in mid-air just wanted to speak, and he felt a horrible rotten corpse breath, and he came to his face.

He shook his hand and beheaded a carrion.

"You and I can work together, but the things in the altar, in addition to the drunk sword technique I want to roll down, I have to split half."

Anyone can see that there must be many treasures in the altar.

The joint battle against the corpse army needs to pay a great price, and it is very likely to be life-threatening, so the sword madman chooses to bargain with the ancestor of the monster beast group.

"I only need ghosts, and I will give you everything else."

At this moment, there is no choice. The ancestor of the monster beast group has only one goal, which is to obtain the legendary ghost weapon.

"Okay, deal."

The sword maniac nodded and agreed to the request of the ancestor of the monster beast group.

He knows that time is running out and can no longer be dragged on. He must make a quick decision.

And the ancestor of the monster beast group was obviously relieved, deep in his eyes, there was a trace of indiscriminate killing intent, "Well, when I get the ghost weapon, the entire Dragon Cave will be nobody, my opponent, By then, I will die under my hands, even if I give you the treasures in the altar? "

Instead of giving the sword maniac, let him help save it first.

Soon, the sword maniac and the ancestor of the monster beast group reached a consensus decision.

The sword maniac used the drunk sword technique to stop the attack of the corpse army, and the ancestor of the monster beast group continued to sacrifice the altar with the blood and life of the clan.

"I need three minutes."

The ancestor of the monster beast group sat cross-legged in front of the altar and stared forward.

"it is good."

The sword maniac was full of energy, and he rushed directly into the army of carrion.

Click!

The rampage of the sword madman attracted the attention of the army of carrion, they rushed desperately towards the sword madman, wanting to kill it.

at the same time.

In the distant place, Fang Chen gazed at the front and frowned slightly.

"What is hidden in that altar? Why is the army of carrion desperately guarding?"

He was puzzled.

There was a rumor that the Devil's Land was the place where the Ghost Emperor fell.

Is there any inheritance and treasures of ghost emperors in the altar?

The more I think, the more I feel wrong.

Fang Chen realized that the Longlong Cave was not as simple as imagined.

In the ancient mansion, there are the inheritance of the drunk sword, the inheritance of the kingdom of blood, and the inheritance of other powerful men.

the most important is.

Under the ground of the ancient mansion, it actually suppressed the shocking demon.

Nowadays, such strange things have appeared in the Devil's Land, which may even be related to the legendary ghost emperor.

Combining all the information, Fang Chen felt his scalp numb.

It felt more and more that when swallowing the Demon Clan strongman, they worked together to open the Dragon Destruction Cave and build a holy place for spiritual practice. It seemed to know something.

"The white ape asked me to practice in the Longdong Cave. In the words of the three white ape brothers, it seems to have revealed a little."

Fang Chen trembles.

According to the mouth of the three brothers, the primitive ethnic group in the core of the life exclusion zone seems to be paying attention to the Dragon Cave.

"what happened?"

Fang Chen felt that his head exploded and the pain spread all over his body.

at this time.

He looked up sharply, and suddenly found that the altar in the distance, with a blood mist spewing, shattered instantaneously, and then the black light sky.

Eerie and terrifying death breath filled the sky, and the entire battlefield instantly became silent.

All the Corpse Corpses prostrate to the ground, with complex language in their mouths. Although they are corpses, they can still see their facial expressions.

Awe, pious.

"A terrible breath of death."

Fang Chen exclaimed, such a pure breath of death, second only to the five elements of the original power, in addition to ghost emperor, who can control?

He almost blurted out subconsciously.

"Ghost Emperor!"

This altar, like his guess, is really related to the ghost emperor.

Now, the breath of death rises to the sky, and the army of rotting corpses creeps on the ground.

Fang Chen could vaguely see that a dark light slowly emerged from the broken altar.

"what is that?"

Fang Chen frowned, his consciousness spread, and wanted to see clearly.

But he was shocked to find that the consciousness was blocked, and he could not detect the situation above the altar.