That hand looked extremely terrifying, its greenish black arms looked like some kind of withered vine branch that was on the verge of death.
The most terrifying thing was the hand. The skin was stuck to the arm bones, and it looked like it could break at any moment. However, the strength of the hand was surprisingly strong.
Du's skinny reaction was fast. Just as the hand was about to touch his scalp, he backed away. The Sovereign of the Seas swung his trident, and with a pu sound, the hand was cut off.
A stream of black water fell from above, and Du jumped back a step to avoid it.
After the black water landed on the ground, even the solid bluestone slab was corroded and formed a crater.
He looked up and saw a ghost-like face poking out from the cracked white lotus flower.
The face was also dark green, and there was something like a bubble popping up and down on it.
The scariest thing about that face was its eyes, which were white without black eyeballs.
He seemed to be looking for something, slowly turning around as if he was looking for something.
""Fuck, what the hell is this?""
""Raise the corpses.""
He took out a herb from the bracelet and crushed it in his hand before sprinkling it on the ground.
Puff! A puff of green smoke came out of the creature's face, then came the hoarse voice that went into one's head.
The herb seemed to be its nemesis. It opened its mouth and roared soundlessly, then slowly retreated back into the white lotus flower.
Du dodged the black water on the ground and asked, ""What is a corpse rearing?""
An Xuan said, ""There are many uses. On the surface, there seem to be some righteous doctors secretly raising corpses.""
This is both a poison and a medicine.
At first, I didn't know how that white lotus lived, but now, it seems that it was planted on the corpse.
The white lotus absorbed the nutrients from the corpse and lived on. As time passed, the corpse and the white lotus became one.
These corpses were also very strange, as if they were still alive.
""Maybe there will be a lot of these on the upper level.""
""Let me take the lead,"" said Du, who did not want to stay a second longer, and stepped in front of An Zeng.
An Zeng raised his head and looked up. Those things were stimulated by the smell of the herbs, so they shouldn't continue to appear.
However, this place was so cold, and there was even a layer of corpse cultivation area above it … Why exactly?
The two of them walked another twenty meters before a door appeared in front of them.
The door was open, but there was no way in.
The door was not big, so he could only travel alone.
At the door stood a black and green corpse.
Seeming to have heard the footsteps, the ancient corpse suddenly raised its head and looked over. Within its eyes that were all white, there seemed to be a bloodthirsty light that uncontrollably overflowed from it.
An Zeng pulled Du's skinny hand and made him back to his own back.
He saw that the walls, especially the secret passageway, were densely packed with greenish black vines.
""Lotus Root.""
An He argued, ""Above us is a layer of burial ground. I don't know how many ancient corpses have been raised that are in the middle of life and death.""
""I originally thought that the purpose of raising the corpse was for those lotus flowers, but now, it seems that I was wrong … All of the lotus roots have reached this point, burrowing into the corpse's back.""
Following An Xuan's instructions, Du was able to see clearly that the large and small roots crawled along the wall and then crawled to the back of the ancient corpse at the door.
The corpse also had a black chain that went through its two shoulders and back through its lower abdomen. It locked the corpse at the entrance and couldn't even move two meters forward.
""Gatekeeping.""
An Xuan said, ""Use the lotus flower to absorb the nutrients from these ancient corpses and then transfer it into this ancient corpse. This guy is the gatekeeper.""
He did not know how many years it had been since he had to die. His eyes were blind, but if he smelled a stranger's scent for a while, he might not even be able to breathe …
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""Crazy.""
""Are you talking about strangers, or people who can eat raw?""
An Zhan pointed at the ancient corpse and said, ""That will depend on what he thinks.""
As he spoke, the ancient corpse suddenly roared. Then, with a tug from its hand, another chain was pulled out from behind it.
At the top of the chain was a sickle that looked as if it was covered in mottled rust. However, the sickle shone with a cold light; it was exceptionally sharp.
Although this secret passageway wasn't narrow, there were two people walking side by side, after all.
The chain was at least a dozen meters long, and after shaking for a moment, it pierced straight towards him.
The entire secret tunnel was under the control of the corpse chain.
Skinny Du angrily said, ""Lord Fatty is still f * cking afraid of you?!""
He rushed forward, slashing out with the Sovereign of the Seas' trident in his hand. With a kcha sound, a deep gully appeared on the surface of the trident.
The Sovereign of the Seas' trident was far too long, surpassing the height of the roof. However, it was incomparably sharp, making a hole through the roof.
The corpse's throat made a 'ka ka' sound. With a shake of its hand, the chain knife spun around in the air and accurately wrapped around the Sea King's trident. Then, it fiercely pulled it towards itself.
Du's thin cultivation level was not low and his strength was great.
However, with one pull from the ancient corpse, the skinny Du couldn't even hold on for two seconds before being pulled over by the ancient corpse.
Skinny Dean stood firmly on the ground, causing it to shatter.
An Xuan stretched out his hand and the bronze bell flew out. It pierced through the defensive net formed by the chain knife and smashed down on the corpse's head.
The ancient corpse raised its other hand to block it, and the bronze bell smashed into his arm.
With a crack, his arm was broken.
However, a moment later, the roots behind the corpse began to move again, and then the broken arm recovered.
The bronze bell's grade was not something even Old Huo could judge easily, but Old Huo said that it was at least a gold grade magic equipment.
Such a powerful thing, it actually couldn't mash up the ancient corpses.
His arm was broken, but it quickly healed.
""What a plot.""
An Zhan's face turned ugly. ""Do you remember that stone essence spirit I told you about?""
They were naturally born things that had experienced ten thousand years of growth. As long as they broke out of their shells after they matured, they would be purple-colored demonic beasts, comparable to Heaven Realm cultivators.
""I originally thought that ancient corpse was just a gatekeeper, but now it seems that I underestimated it … Someone wants to test the burial site and artificially create a demon beast as powerful as the stone essence.""
Thin Du felt disgusted. ""What the hell is the Gao Family planning to do?!""
While An Zaidao helped to pull Skinny Du back, he continued to use the bronze bell to continue attacking. ""I'm afraid this is the so-called hidden strength of the Gao Family …""
""No matter what, kill it first!""
An Zeng looked left and right. At this moment, only he and Du skinny, so he might as well take out the Dark Soul Sword from the Blood Purity Pearl bracelet.
The Dark Sword and the Twin Trees were placed in a single bead, and the scales of the Sacred Fish had a single bead.
Ann fought for the Dark Sword, then took out the Twin Twin Trees as well. ""See if they work.""
He picked up one of the Twin Trees and threw it in front of him. The sapling turned into a ball of green light and disappeared. In the next second, it appeared in front of the ancient corpse.
It was too late for the ancient corpse to take back the chain knife. The tree sapling was right in front of it.
With another tree sapling in his left hand and his sword in his right, An Zeng suddenly disappeared.
With a flash of green light, the sapling that was thrown out earlier returned to the place where An Zhe was standing before, and An Zhe appeared in front of the ancient corpses.
The sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward and pierced through the corpse's throat.
An Zeng's right hand turned and then slashed, cutting almost all of the corpse's neck, leaving less than a third of its neck still intact.
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The ancient corpse let out a wail, its neck tilted, and its head drooped to the side.
Skinny Du shouted, ""Awesome!""
However, before he could finish yelling, thin roots appeared on the corpse's neck, which were like blood vessels, quickly adhering together and pulling the corpse's crooked head back.
An Xuan's complexion changed. He turned his sword around, and before the corpse's head could return, he directly pierced through its heart.
No matter how strong this thing was, the heart was still the most important place.
The Dark Sword pierced through the corpse's chest, and a bright red sword light came out from its back.
An Zhe retreated a few steps, and the one meter long sword light was like the whip of the Fire God, directly splitting the ancient corpse from the heart upwards.
At the heart, a dense mass of roots twisted like earthworms, as if wanting to stick together again.
An Zhan looked disgusted. His sword swept across, and a surge of power gushed out from his sword, causing a burst of air inside the ancient corpse's heart.
With a ""bang"", the air explosion shattered the ball on the heart into pieces.
The exterior of this item was extremely tough, comparable to a peak red rank defensive magical equipment.
If An Zizhi wasn't using a purple grade divine artifact, it wouldn't be easy for him to break through its skin.
After the Qi exploded, the ancient corpse slowly fell down.
The pair of eyes that could not see the black eyeballs revealed a venomous look.
""This item has been around for at least fifty years, and has already reached the peak of the Red Rank.""
If he was given another thirty years, he might be able to make it into the gold grade if he continued to absorb it.
""If it's a metal object like this that's on the verge of death, even a cultivator at the Small Perfect Stage would be unable to do anything to it.""
Thin Du walked over in disgust. ""Damn, the Gao Family is becoming more and more evil.""
The two of them walked past the corpse and entered the door, frightened by the scene in front of them.
It was a large hall, at least an acre in size.
Inside were stone pillars, each of which was coiled with dark green roots.
On each stone pillar, there was a corpse hanging from the roots.
Judging from its appearance, although it was not as old as the corpse from a hundred years ago, it was at least at least a hundred years old.
""How many fucking graves have the Gao Family dug up?"" scolded Thin Du.
An Zeng sighed, ""In these years, the Gao Clan's business spread throughout the Great Yan Dynasty. Although the Yan Kingdom is not considered a powerful country, there are at least a few hundred clans that cultivate.""
The people from these sects probably hadn't noticed that their tombs had been plundered.
""The Gao Family will dig up corpses from these sect tombs, and then use this method to raise corpses … If they are given another fifty years, the Gao Family will be able to raise an army!""
The thin Du's face turned pale. ""The Gao Family's scheme must really be ridiculously big.""
An Chao nodded and looked around, ""There are at least a few hundred of them.""
Once these items were released successfully, the weakest among them would be comparable to a prisoner state cultivator.
""At that time, how terrifying would the few hundred monsters in the state of Prisonment or even the Small Perfection Stage be …""
""Destroy them!""
""Everyone, don't blame me for sending you all back to hell. If you have to blame something, blame the Gao Clan for being too crazy.""
In a few moments he had swept four or five of the stone columns down, the bodies twisted and broken, the creepy sound in their throats.
""Enough!""
At this moment, someone suddenly walked out from the innermost room and sternly berated him.
In the shadows, an elderly woman was holding a walking stick with a dragon head in her hand as she walked over shakily.
She looked very, very old, and ordinary.
However, her eyes were even more frightening than snakes.
Even in their struggles, they had never seen such hatred in such a person's eyes.
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