Unify all heavens

There is no sun or moon in the sky, and no vegetation on the earth.

The whole world seems to be shrouded in a huge and boundless red fog. The mountains and rivers are red, the earth is red, and even the sky is red.

The smell of blood fills the world!

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It’s the World of Ten Thousand Demons!

The howling fishy wind blew from nowhere, carrying the extremely rich smell of blood, passing over the mountains and rivers, and dissipated over a valley.

"Quack--"

"Quack--"

At this time, a group of black crows screamed chaotically, following the fishy wind, and slowly landed on the top of the mountains surrounding the valley.

They shook their heads and pecked at the blood on their bodies. While looking at the bottom of the valley with his indifferent and cold eyes.

I saw a group of monks in black robes standing around a round platform at the bottom of the valley a hundred feet deep.

The round platform was three feet above the ground, with a strange pattern carved on it. In the shallow ravine, blood was flowing continuously.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange pattern on the round platform suddenly lit up with blood.

When the group of monks turned around, they saw a one-eyed, one-armed, one-legged Drought God suddenly revealed in the blood.

The Drought God was wearing a dark robe engraved with the mark of Corpse Mansion and glanced at the monks in the audience with cold eyes.

Before the monks could say anything, it turned into a black light and rushed out of the valley, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The only young man among the monks said calmly: "If I remember correctly, this is the seventy-third coffin slave!"

The monks beside him nodded in unison and said: "Young Master is right, this is indeed the inheritor of the seventy-third purple coffin."

As soon as their voices fell, they saw the red light on the circular platform that had just dispersed glowing red again.

Then five figures appeared in the red light.

Among these five figures, four are bull-headed demons carrying pitch-black sedan chairs. They are bare-chested and have distinct muscles. Their lower bodies are wrapped in a leopard skin skirt, and they stand barefoot on the pattern. There are four iron rings made of gold, silver, copper and iron hanging on the tips of their noses, and there are also thick bronze-colored iron bars on their shoulders.

The other end of the stick is connected to the dark sedan in the middle.

When the other three bull-headed monsters looked at the surrounding scene, one of the bull-headed monsters stared at a pair of bull eyes and asked angrily: "Then monk, is this the world of ten thousand monsters?"

The monks under the round platform looked at each other at these words, and then the young man nodded lightly and replied: "This is the world of monsters!"

When he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "May I ask you four, is the person sitting in the sedan chair the inheritor of the purple coffin?"

After hearing this, the bull-headed demon said in a deep voice: "Why do you ask? Why don't you get out of the way quickly, or grandpa will kill you!"

The young man was originally a proud and arrogant person. He was originally resentful when he saw the person in the sedan chair who had not gotten off the sedan chair. After all, he had seen many successors of the Purple Coffin who were highly skilled in the sky, but there was not one of them. Like the being in front of him, he neither made a sound nor got off the sedan chair. Instead, he let some tauren who looked like slaves talk to him.

Therefore, when he heard what the bull-headed demon said, his expression turned cold and he sneered: "You are so majestic. The purple coffin inheritors I have seen are not seventy but sixty. Regardless of whether they are monsters or No one dares to be arrogant here, either the extremely angry Jian or the extremely powerful Corpse Ancestor! You are the most arrogant among the inheritors of the Purple Coffin!"

When he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with meaning: "I hope you can fly out of this valley alive!"

After saying that, he turned around and ignored the five figures.

At this moment, a cold female voice came from the sedan.

"Niu Da, don't be unreasonable! Apologize to this young master quickly!"

After the bull-headed demon heard this, he groaned with hesitation.

After a while, it finally said with red eyes, "Boy, grandpa just couldn't handle you anymore. I hope you won't be so petty and hold a grudge!"

After the young monk heard its words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered with a cold expression, and no longer paid attention to the presence in the sedan chair.

No matter what she said, he pretended not to have heard her.

After the being in the sedan chair said a few nice words, seeing that the young monk still ignored her, he sighed quietly and made the four bull-headed demons lift up the sedan chair to fly out of the valley.

But just when the four bull-headed monsters were about to lift her out of the valley, the teleportation array at the bottom of the valley lit up again.

"Buzz——"

As a strange sound sounded, the red light on the round platform at the bottom of the valley suddenly became brighter.

Under this red light, the monks surrounding the round platform suddenly opened their eyes.

From the brightness of the red light, they could tell that there was someone in the teleportation array who was definitely not an ordinary inheritor of the Purple Coffin.

After all, judging from today’s red light intensity.

Even if the one that was teleported was not Jian, it was definitely not that far off!

Just when they thought of this, they saw the red light on the round platform gradually dissipating, revealing the figure on the round platform.

It was a drought god holding a middle-aged human monk by the neck.

After seeing the middle-aged man in the formation, the monks in the audience suddenly widened their eyes.

The young monk even exclaimed in disbelief: "Father."

Almost as soon as his words were heard, the other monks in the audience jumped up one after another and attacked Li Qing with livid faces.

At this time, the young monk also jumped up.

But before he could get close to the round platform, the monks who had jumped up before were swept across their chests by Li Qing's tentacle-like arms.

At that moment, there was only an overlapping 'bang' sound, and the monks flew out one by one, spitting blood.

At this moment, Li Qing raised his head and glanced at the five figures flying towards the outside of the valley.

Although there was no head exposed in the sedan, Li Qing could tell at a glance that the person sitting in it was a purple coffin inheritor of the Zombie King realm.

"It's really a fateful turn of events. As soon as I came to this world of monsters, I met a purple coffin inheritor!"

The moment the thought came to his mind, Li Qing crushed the neck of the Master of the Corpse Palace, and injected a trace of the divine fire into his body, refining his three souls and seven souls.

When the 'click' sound was heard, the look in the eyes of the Master of the Corpse Mansion also disappeared.

At this time, the young man jumped onto the stage.

Before he could take action, Li Qing threw the body of the Master of the Corpse Palace aside, and at the same time, he quickly flew up to the sedan chair in the sky.

The being in the sedan seemed to be aware of Li Qing's intention, and at this moment ordered the four bull-headed demons to fly upward with all their strength.

But how could the four bull-headed monsters in the Tribulation Stage be faster than Li Qing!

At that moment, Li Qing appeared behind one of the bull-headed demons like a bolt of lightning, and swatted it away without saying a word.