Chapter 1565： come to the door

The entire ancient city was dead silent.

Whether it is a strong Blue Soul clan, or an ordinary clan, they all look like they have lost their souls.

so horrible!

That seemingly simple palm actually killed the Seven Great Sacred Realms in an instant!

You must know that even in the north of this Demon Land, the Demon Race is an extremely powerful family.

But, now that all the seven saints have perished, the clan master and the young master have all died, and this clan... has already been wiped out.

And all of this came from the hands of a young man.

In the past, outsiders would occasionally break into this Demon Burial Land, and they were all hunted and devoured as prey.

But this time, everyone has a faint feeling, as if... they are the prey.

"Thank you sir."

Lan Yue bowed and bowed deeply in the direction of the apse.

At this moment, she could see that in front of the small courtyard, a tall figure in black flashed away, not a son, and had no life.

Soon, in the north of the Demon Land, a shocking rumor suddenly came.

An outside creature broke in and publicly killed the Zombie God Clan Tianjiao Zhi Wudao, as well as three other clansmen.

This news, like a thunderbolt, exploded out of thin air.

You know, let alone outsiders, even if the demons are buried, they will not dare to provoke the majesty of the tyrants, otherwise they will be destroyed.

Exactly what kind of outside creatures are so daring, or is it... the ignorant are fearless?

All the northern demons focused their attention on the corpse gods. They wanted to see what kind of revenge they would choose.

At the same time, the clans heard another news that the corpse **** clan had captured an outside creature.

Originally, just when everyone thought that this turmoil was over, there were rumors that... the outside creatures captured by the corpse gods were not those who had killed corpses before.

At the same time, to the north of Demon Land, on a high mountain with corpses surging.

I saw this mountain, high Wanren, and the fog of corpses rose.

At the foot of the mountain, there are countless bone carrion corpses, like a purgatory on earth.

Here is one of the six major clans, the ancestral land of the corpse **** clan, the corpse **** mountain, which is also the most famous forbidden place in the north.

All living beings and undead, but those who break into this place, cannot escape.

It is rumored that in this mountain, there is a corpse god, a strong man who fell during the war between gods and demons.

After his death, his corpse was dominated by resentment. After a long period of erosion, Lingzhi was gradually born, and he became the first-generation overlord of the Corpse God Race.

And every thousand years, the corpse gods hold an ancestor worship ceremony. The northern demons offer sacrifices and get the protection of the corpse gods.

Right now, there are still a few days left before the grand ceremony, but at this time, the majesty of the Corpse Protoss has been challenged.

On the top of the mountain, a man wearing a golden robe and black skin stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking indifferently towards the sky.

"Little Lord."

Behind him, two corpse protoss youths bowed and bowed, with expressions of resentment on their faces.

"How's it going?"

The golden-robed youth is named Zhi Wujie, he is the young master of the Zombie God Race, and he is also the real top evildoer in the Demon Burying Land.

According to the rules of the six hegemonic clans, as long as these contemporary evildoers are under a thousand years old, they can compete for the title of young master.

Therefore, most of the people sitting in this seat are nearly a thousand years old.

After all, cultivation time and cultivation are often proportional.

"Zhi Wudao was indeed killed by an outside creature. It is said that there is no room for Shi Wudao to fight back. That young man was walking with a woman from the Blue Soul Clan."

The two young corpse gods looked at each other, their faces extremely gloomy.

Zombie Wudao's strength is also the top of the contemporary era.

Even he didn't have the slightest power to fight back, which shows how terrifying the combat power of the outside world.

"Blue Soul Clan..."

only!

No matter how strong the outside creature is, in this Devil Burial Land, it is impossible to be an opponent of the Corpse God Race.

"There are still two days before the sacrifice of the corpse god. At this juncture, I can't walk away. The corpse is green and the corpse is lean. The two of you will take the golden corpse and go to the Blue Soul Clan to capture that outsider for me."

Zombie Wujie waved his hand, only to see a golden shadow stepping out of the air behind him, with a terrifying breath.

Upon closer inspection, the corpse was covered with long golden hairs, giving it a sacred and ancient meaning.

"Yes! Young Master."

Corpse Qing and Corpse Lei looked at each other, turned and headed down the mountain.

"Be careful, it can make Zombie Wudao have no power to fight back. This person's cultivation base is at least in the holy realm fourth-grade realm."

"Yes."

On the top of the corpse **** mountain, the corpse gas permeates.

The three figures walked in the air, all the way towards the Blue Soul Clan.

When they sensed the movement of the corpse gods, many demons in the northern land sent out strong men and followed them from a distance.

This kind of opportunity to come to please the corpse gods will not be missed by any clan master with a little brain.

"Is the son still out of the customs?"

Among the blue soul clan, the blue soul ancestor and others kept pacing, and there was a touch of nervousness and fear in their eyes.

The movement of the Corpse Protoss had already spread throughout the Northland.

In particular, this time, the Corpse God Clan sent followers of the Young Master Zombie Wujie and a strong golden corpse.

And behind the three of them, at least they were followed by the patriarch elders of the ancient tribes in the north of the three directions.

Such a lineup, let alone destroying a blue soul clan, even if it pushes the northern land horizontally, is enough.

although!

On that day, the protector of the young master killed the seven holy realms of demons with one palm, and he could be called heavenly power.

But, can the holy realm of the demon clan be compared with the corpse **** clan?

That golden corpse is a sacred object of the corpse **** race. It is said that it was made from the corpse of an ancestor at the peak of the holy realm.

Although it is now devoid of intelligence, it is even more ferocious and terrifying.

Of course, what scares the Blue Soul Clan even more is that once these people fall into the Blue Soul Clan, this grievance will be difficult to quell.

"How can this be good? Lanyue...How about you go...call your son?"

"Old Ancestor, Young Master retreats, if you rashly disturb..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on Lan Yue's face.

At this moment, a gentle and indifferent voice suddenly came from behind the main hall, "Why are you so panic?"

"Son!"

Lan Yuemei's eyes narrowed slightly, and she turned her head suddenly, but saw that a tall and straight figure in black had already stepped forward and appeared in front of everyone.

"Son, the corpse gods are coming."

"Oh? Is it finally here?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, without the slightest surprise, "Is there any major event happening in the Demon Burial Land recently?"

"Sir, Brother Yuan was caught by the strong corpse gods and said that he was going to use it as a sacrifice to the corpse god."

Lan Yue sighed lightly, in fact, she was already prepared.

With the background of the Corpse God Race, it would not take too much effort to find an outsider.

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows slightly, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a smile.

The Corpse God Clan did not disappoint him.

"Blue Soul Clan Master, get out and answer."

Above the sky, there was a sudden roar.

Immediately afterwards, terrifying corpses pressed down one after another, shocking all spirits.

only!

Just as Zhe Qing's voice fell, he saw a sword brilliance pierced through the sea and slashed horizontally.

Immortal brilliance is stacked, and ten thousand Taos are wiped out.

The fierceness on Ziz Qing's face has not yet dissipated, and it solidified in an instant.