An Baichen took a deep breath, and his will manipulated a large amount of undead aura to throw it onto the altar of the undead.

"Start searching for a new world!"

The blood-colored lines on the Altar of the Dead twisted as if it had come to life, and a strong red light lit up, and then the light dimmed slightly, and a picture was held up on the platform of the Altar of the Dead.

Plane link succeeded!

An Baichen nervously looked at the plane mirror image presented by the platform of the altar of the dead, which should be a cave, overgrown with weeds, and the ground was covered with uneven rubble.

There are no teenagers sitting cross-legged and cultivating here.

There's no purple hunk and Iron Man fighting here.

There are no sword-wielding immortal cultivators here.

It was empty, except for the panicked chirping of small insects crawling through the grass.

"Luck has finally gotten better. ”

An Baichen breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what world it was, as long as there was no one.

After a few breaths, a new notification message pops up on the phone.

[Congratulations to the manager, you have discovered the level 2 world "True Martial Continent", and the plane link is being built......]

"Level 2 World!"

An Baichen was pleasantly surprised, although the level of this world was one level higher than that of the Eske Continent, it was at least within the acceptable range of An Baichen.

At least, there will not be an ending where the plane passage will be knocked down by a supreme powerhouse as soon as it appears.

[Congratulations to the administrator, the plane link construction is complete!]

A new notification message popped up on the phone, and the plane mirror image that appeared in this small cave in the world of the True Martial Continent began to fade and disappear, and the world of the undead and the world of True Martial Arts were successfully linked, and the plane passage was hidden in the void and was no longer discovered.

This time it went smoothly and there were no surprises.

An Baichen was very satisfied.

But soon, An Baichen was dissatisfied again.

"It's been an hour, why hasn't there been any movement? Isn't there anyone coming here? Is this a forgotten cave in the wilderness?"

An Baichen pondered: "Searching for a new plane to link to the new world, the Altar of the Dead will automatically randomly pick the most suitable location for the new world to build the coordinates of the plane, so it is very likely that linking to a place where no one appears." ”

This cave is the location where the world of the undead links to the world of true martial arts, and the location of the link cannot be moved and changed at will, and An Baichen's current observation of the world of true martial arts is limited to this incitement.

"Anyway, the new world has been built, and I should find a way to find the undead summoner of the new world and complete the advanced mission. ”

An Baichen continued to think: "I can't sit still, the devil knows if no one will come here for decades, I have to take the initiative." ”

An Baichen must find a means to find the natives of the New World, and according to the means that An Baichen has mastered to communicate with the undead summoners, it is a prerequisite.

It is necessary to have accurate plane coordinates before the undead can be summoned and delivered.

The undead world and the true martial world have completed the plane link, but this is only a simple plane passage and connection, which cannot allow An Baichen to send the undead into the true martial world, he also needs an accurate plane coordinates.

It is necessary to have an accurate dimensional coordinate in the new world in order to drop the undead.

This plane coordinate is usually a fantasy object or a creature.

For example, if there is an undead summoner in the True Martial World, the undead summoner itself can be used as a plane coordinate.

Or a fantasy item that can be linked to the world of the undead, a fantasy item that exists in the world of true martial arts. For example, the Grim Reaper's Favor Disc.

The Grim Reaper's Grace Disc can be accurately embedded in any location in the New World, but the prerequisite is that there must be a fixed dimensional coordinate location before the Grim Reaper's Grace Disc can be placed.

An Baichen now knows nothing about the True Martial World, and he doesn't know if there are items similar to the black box owned by Edra in the True Martial World, if there are no fantasy items similar to the black box, then An Baichen needs to use other means to create the plane coordinates of the Undead World and the True Martial World.

"The current level of the undead world is too low, and it is impossible to create a fantasy item with a higher level of plane positioning than the [Grace Disc of Death] by consuming the breath of the undead, so as to forcibly open the plane barrier of the true martial world and set the plane coordinates. ”

An Baichen opened the Death Reaper's treasure house: "However, this will not bother me. ”

An Baichen had already discovered more advanced fantasy items in the Treasure House of the Reaper, which were similar to the [Grim Reaper's Grace Disc], which could be forcibly embedded in the coordinates in the New World, without the preconditions of the [Reaper's Favor Disc].

"I now have over 50,000 days to live, enough to pick out a suitable dimensional positioning item to craft. ”

Although An Baichen was a little painful, in order to complete the advanced task, he had to die!

The Grim Reaper's Treasure House contains a lot of magical fantasy items and materials, most of which are left by the Grim Reaper over the ages, and their item level is much higher than An Baichen's current level in the world of the dead.

There are many fantasy items that meet An Baichen's conditions, he opened the Death Reaper's treasure house and began to carefully select, he tried to choose a fantasy item that met his current needs and did not need to consume too much life limit.

An Baichen plunged headlong into the treasure house of the Grim Reaper, rummaged, carefully selected, and compared in detail.

......

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

The cave of the True Martial World linked by An Baichen is actually a huge mountain.

Although this mountain peak is huge, it is actually a barren mountain with strange rocks and many dead trees and weeds, which is completely insulated from words such as "quiet" and "beautiful".

This barren mountain is called "Shenyan Mountain", and it was also a mountain with elegant scenery a hundred years ago, and there are many people who come and go, and there is an endless stream of young chivalrous men and heroines, often walking here together.

The reason why Shen Yanshan has become this weird and strange appearance today is all because a hundred years ago, there was a strange person in the rivers and lakes, "Hundred Corpses Ancestor", who founded a faction here and established the "Hundred Corpses Gate".

This is a small sect that digs graves, collects corpses, refines corpse puppets, and drives corpses back to their hometowns by the way.

Listening to this name, it looks like the sect's exercises are no different from villains, but its disciples usually dig and dig deserted graves, refining corpses that no one wants, and have no quarrel with the rivers and lakes, and strictly speaking, they have not done anything bad.

After all, the ancestor of the hundred corpses, who knew the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, set the rules, the corpses with names and surnames could not be refined, and the graves of those with descendants could not be dug up.

Although the Hundred Corpses Sect has never had any glamorous deeds, nor has there been any peerless geniuses, the disciples who have followed the rules of the sect have never committed anything wrong, and this small sect has been able to continue to this day.

The only bad thing that the Hundred Corpses Sect has done is the corpse poison and stench emitted by the corpse puppets refined in the sect, which completely changed the appearance of Shen Yanshan, and was spurned by the chivalrous women and knights, and no one here came to watch and go out.

Oh no!

The Hundred Corpses Gate has also done a bad thing, a big bad thing that is enough to make the Hundred Corpses Gate disappear into the vast rivers and lakes!

Just a month ago, Jiang Xiaofan, the senior brother of the Hundred Corpses Gate, went down the mountain to experience and encountered a female corpse on the wilderness path.

This river and lake is dangerous, flower thieves emerge in endlessly, and occasionally chivalrous women are framed, and then what happens after that.

Although Jiang Xiaofan looked at the beauty of the female corpse and was moved, he did not dare to cause trouble for the Hundred Corpses Gate and refine the corpse in vain, so he took the female corpse to the nearest county yamen.

He wanted to hand over the body to the housekeeper, and by the way, report to the official, so that the family could bring the body back.

Jiang Xiaofan was still thinking in his heart, if the location of the female corpse's hometown was too far away, he could still get a job, drive the corpse for others, send the female corpse back to his hometown, and earn a reward.

Just when Jiang Xiaofan was making a calculation in his heart, the people in the yamen suddenly caught him!

"This woman must be what you are and then something! You have killed someone, broken the law, and you are the murderer!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I really didn't take what she did, I didn't know her at all!"

Jiang Xiaofan didn't know which immortal he had offended, so he was arrested by the people in the yamen for some reason, and even the corpse puppet he refined was confiscated.

One night in the prison, he overheard the conversation of the jailers, and heard that the female corpse was killed by a big man, and it happened that Jiang Xiaofan hit the muzzle of the gun, and he was used as a scapegoat by the way.

Jiang Xiaofan was angry and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to do anything, after all, the people in the yamen were all good martial arts, and he was a disciple of a small sect who couldn't fight at all.

In a hurry, Jiang Xiaofan used the sect drug he hid to stun the jailer, stole the key and escaped from prison overnight to return to the sect, and told the head of the sect.

The head of the Hundred Corpses Gate was furious and vowed to seek justice for his disciples.

But just when the Hundred Corpses Gate was excited, the family members of the female corpse learned the news of the yamen's announcement, and they were saddened, and the sect where the female corpse was located also learned the news.

They all thought that it was the disciples of the Hundred Corpses Sect who took their daughters and disciples after that.

It's worth it!

This Hundred Corpses Gate is a cult at all!

It must be exterminated!

This incident was originally a misunderstanding, and under normal circumstances, the misunderstanding could be eliminated, and everyone worked together to find the murderer, but the reputation of the Hundred Corpses Gate was not good.

A sect that deals with corpses all day long, who can treat the people in the Hundred Corpses Gate?

In addition, the sect behind this female corpse is the top faction on the rivers and lakes, the "Holy Maiden Pavilion"! This is the holy land of the rivers and lakes! It is the holy place that countless chivalrous masters have befriended and admired!

Under the leadership of the Holy Maiden Pavilion, most of the decent people on the rivers and lakes have responded, everyone waved their flags and shouted, gathered in Shen Yan Mountain, and swore to exterminate the evil sect of the Hundred Corpses Gate, and also to be righteous!

Today is the big day when the Hundred Corpses Gate of Shen Yan Mountain was destroyed!

"Xiaofan, the teacher knows that you have done nothing wrong. ”

In the wing, the head of the Hundred Corpses Gate took a deep breath, and his palm rested on Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Now that decent people have surrounded Shen Yan Mountain, it is difficult for the Hundred Corpses Gate to be safe today, you are the most talented in my sect, you bring all the cheats of my sect, and escape along the trail in the back mountain!"

"Remember, the farther you escape, the better, you will never come back! Find a place, collect a few little guys, and pass on the techniques of the Hundred Corpses Gate, don't break the exercises and inheritance left by the ancestors!"

Hearing the master's advice, Jiang Xiaofan burst into tears: "Master, don't we have any other way? This matter is a misunderstanding at all! I didn't kill that woman!"

"It doesn't matter if you killed it or not, the rivers and lakes are sinister, my Hundred Corpses Sect is not a big faction, and people won't listen to our explanations at all. ”

There was infinite bitterness in the voice of the master, Jiang Xiaofan's brain was hot, and he said loudly: "Master, you hand me over! The master treats me like a mountain, and I am willing to exchange my death for the peace of all the disciples of the Hundred Corpses Sect!"

"Do you think it's that easy?"

The head glared at Jiang Xiaofan and sighed: "If I hand you over, I can solve this matter, do you think I won't do it?"

"Master......"

"Don't say it, what the Holy Maiden Pavilion wants is not just a murderer, they want fame, they want deterrence! ”

The head saw it very thoroughly, he seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant, he pushed Jiang Xiaofan, and said, "Let's go, don't come back, Xiaofan." Remember, don't think about provoking these big factions in the future, and don't do those good people and good deeds for no reason. ”

"Master!"

"I'll let you go!

"Master!!"

Jiang Xiaofan cried fiercely, tears blurred his eyes, and he staggered towards the back mountain step by step amid the earth-shattering shouts and threats outside the mountain.

"Where is the head of the Hundred Corpses Gate!

"Evil clan nest, dare to block my decent alliance? Why don't you come out and die!"

"Today, I, Sword Villa, must seek justice for the Holy Maiden Pavilion and justice for the dead!"

"The people in the Hundred Corpses Gate come out quickly, if not, we will attack the mountain!"

Countless whistling voices containing internal force resounded in Shen Yan Mountain, today is destined to be a matter that makes the major forces in the rivers and lakes look sideways, and the small Hundred Corpses Sect dares to defile the disciples of the Holy Maiden Pavilion?

The head watched Jiang Xiaofan leave, he smoothed the wrinkles on his robe, bounced off the dust, got up and walked out of the wing.

The head of the house left the courtyard, his footsteps were light, and he flew to the foot of the mountain with the internal force surging.

"The old man is here, what advice do you have? ”

"Exterminate the Evil Sect! You have committed a heinous crime in the Hundred Corpses Gate, do you know?"

"If you want to add sin, why should you do it?"

The head of the gate was white-haired, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "My Hundred Corpses Gate is not muddy, you are besieging my Hundred Corpses Gate here, but you are relying on the strength of the crowd. If you want to kill or fight, I will accompany you to the end!"

"Oh yes,"

The head smiled slightly, and said in a long voice: "I might as well tell you today that the disciples of the Holy Maiden Pavilion were not killed by the disciples I sent, but if you insist on framing me for the Hundred Corpses, I have nothing to say." ”

"Then treat the person as if it was killed by my faction, and wait to attack!"

The last sentence, including the voice of the master's internal strength, resounded through the mountains.