Chapter 11: The Burning Corpse

This.. Who would have thought that the ancestors were set up like this?

This must have been a mechanism designed to prevent others from encroaching and plundering.

The flame on his left hand seemed to be sensitive, glowing red.

Could it be that there are also items related to the bloodline of his Martial Emperor ancestors?

Shen Xiao held on to the stone wall and slowly walked down along the stone wall.

Over here.. It's a brand new martial world.

When Shen Xiao went down to the bottom, rows of fluorescent lights composed of martial soul blue lights lit up instantly.

It seems that there is no end in sight, such a long passage, where does this lead?

As he descended the passage, the flame in Shen Xiao's left hand became more and more vigorous.

Just as Shen Xiao walked forward along the underground passage, the sound of rustling underground came.

What's wrong with this?

Shen Xiao stood in place and no longer moved forward, but... Not only did the rustling sound not decrease, but it became louder and louder.

"Click. ”

Ground.. There were a lot of dry bones and white hands sticking out of the ground.

This is??

Just when Shen Xiao wanted to issue a martial soul identification technique to the dry bone hand, his right foot was painful, Shen Xiao bent over, it turned out that he didn't know when his right foot was grabbed by the dry bone hand sticking out of the ground, blood. There was a scratch on the right leg, and blood was running down the withered hand.

"Whew. Click. ”

As Shen Xiao's blood flowed underground, a louder and louder voice came.

It's not good, just when Shen Xiao wanted to turn his head, the ground jumped up directly. A bunch of bone-dead.

Yes.. Could it be that this is a guardian, Shen Xiao hurriedly kicked the dry bone that grabbed his right leg.

There are a lot of dry bones crawling out of the ground, and there are constantly dry bones sticking out of the ground, how many are there?

The dry bones that can't see the head are like warriors shouting and roaring. The boneless corpse struck the sword and shield.

Is this the underground tomb of the dead, Shen Xiao sent out a martial soul identification technique towards a dry bone corpse closest to him;

Jio (jio

g) Corpses, formed by the flesh of dead warrior soldiers, who have lost their sanity and rank after a hundred years of grudges;

Watching the identification information composed of the blue characters of the martial soul slowly disappear, Shen Xiao let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was only the third order of the martial artist, but he had reached the stage of the eighth order of the martial artist to the ninth order.

Just when Shen Xiao was hesitating to attack, the whirring blade around him attacked, and Shen Xiao retreated, dodging the whistling blade.

It seems that these are irrational, whether they are friends or foes or the ancestral soldiers of the Shen family, if they don't fight back, they will be killed here, at this time, the stone gate in the distance behind Shen Xiao slammed shut, and it seemed that there was only a battle.

Shen Xiao waved his fists, and his fists smashed a Jiong corpse with a thunderous punch, Shen Xiao found that after killing the Jiong corpse, there seemed to be a blue martial soul on the Jiong corpse, and these martial spirits gathered on Shen Xiao's body.

The creatures that have reached the martial artist stage have spiritual intelligence, so are these martial spirits who are close to them?

As he killed more and more Jiong corpses, Shen Xiao felt that his body was incomparably full, and he was about to advance to the ninth rank of martial arts.

Yes.. With Shen Xiao shouting, his body briefly floated in the air, and then the shock wave composed of martial souls spread in all directions, advanced, the ninth order of martial arts, and the first order can break through to the realm of martial idiots.

Shen Xiao landed lightly, as he advanced, his own martial soul became fuller and fuller, and Shen Xiao felt that with the fist he swung, he actually had his own blue martial soul attack.

One by one, the corpses stepped forward, and Shen Xiao shattered them one by one.

I looked up at the front, but I still couldn't see my head, and I walked forward with the kill, behind me. Surrounded by the corpses that had just crawled out, he couldn't move forward or retreat, did he have to give an account of his little life here?

As the battle continued to advance, Shen Xiao felt that his martial soul breath was also slowly consuming, Shen Xiao took out the barbarian elephant soul Yuan Dan that he had refined before, which was cast by the essence blood of the brute elephant, Shen Xiao hurriedly swallowed it, and with the digestion of the martial soul pill, Shen Xiao felt that his martial soul had recovered some, but... There is still no end in sight of the corpse in front of him, how long can he hold on.

Shen Xiao calmed himself down, he observed the surrounding terrain, there was a raised stone pile not far ahead, Shen Xiao jumped up and jumped along the surrounding stone wall towards the stone pile, with the jump Shen Xiao was cut out of a lot of blood on his legs, although the blood mouth was not deep, but so many Jiong corpses, after a while, with Shen Xiao to the top of the stone pile, his body was also cut out of a lot of small blood.

Shen Xiao regretted that he didn't wear the beast armor on his body, because Shen Xiao could only wear a simple set of white cloth clothes after being immersed in water, and the white cloth clothes were almost rendered by Shen Xiao's red blood.

If you come back in beast armor, these third-order corpses of talented martial artists will not be able to break their own defenses at all, but... Shen Xiao was helpless, he missed the barbarian beast armor he had refined before.

Seeing the Jiong corpse wielding the bone blade under him, Shen Xiao looked up at the front, and the large group of Jiong corpses in front of him who were still pressed still couldn't see their heads, just when Shen Xiao was distracted, a Jiong corpse jumped up and slashed at Shen Xiao's feet.

Depend on.. Underestimating these Jiong corpses, although they only have the third order of martial artists, but ignoring that they can jump, Shen Xiao thought that he would be safe if he stood on the top of the protruding stone pile, but he didn't expect these low-spirited Jiong corpses to learn to jump.

Where is this going, Shen Xiao looked at the endless Jiong corpse in front of him, low spiritual intelligence, Shen Xiao suddenly thought that these Jiong corpses were low spiritual intelligence creatures, and sneered, and then Shen Xiao stepped on the head of the Jiong corpse and ran forward quickly.

The Jiong corpse belonged to a low-intelligence creature, and when they found that something had been stepped on on their heads, Shen Xiao had already run far away.

Whew. With a piercing order, Shen Xiao found that these corpses were standing still, and just when Shen Xiao wanted to look behind him and give the order, a strong wind rushed from behind him.

Bang.. As soon as Shen Xiao turned around, the sword wind slashed directly at him, and at such a fast speed, Shen Xiao blocked with both arms and was knocked down in the pile of corpses.

Shen Xiao's martial soul has been exhausted after a long time of fighting, just when Shen Xiao was thinking about how to get out, his left arm was wrapped in flames, and Shen Xiao felt that his left arm was very strong, Shen Xiao removed his right arm's own blue martial soul, and used the scorching flame of his left arm to directly punch the ground.

"Boom. ”

The awakened ancestor martial emperor bloodline is indeed much stronger than his own martial soul, as Shen Xiao's left arm slammed into the ground, a large pit about three meters deep appeared, and with the deep sinking of the big pit, there were still many Jiong corpses that had been shattered, and a large number of purple martial souls gathered towards Shen Xiao, and these shattered Jiong corpses seemed to be trying to help themselves advance to the martial arts.

It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit, as the scorching flame of Shen Xiao's left arm burns, the martial souls of the Jiong corpse are piled up and gathered towards Shen Xiao, and they are almost able to advance to the martial arts, just when Shen Xiao used the heat of his left arm to attack the Jiong corpse, they actually stopped moving, and they were all retreating?

As the Jiong corpse retreated, Shen Xiao saw a general riding a bone horse walking slowly towards him, it turned out that the strong wind just now was sent by this dry bone general?

He was said to be a general because he rode a tall bony horse and had a dusty cloak behind him, how long had he been buried?

"Boy, are you from the Shen family?" Just when Shen Xiao wanted to attack him, he actually spoke first.

This.. Whether they are friends or enemies, they are at the bottom of the mountains behind Shen Jiabao's house, and Shen Xiao did not answer.

Shen Xiao came here unexpectedly from that world of death, his predecessor was thrown off the cliff by Xiao Cikui and fell to his death, and with the same head impact, Shen Xiao came to this predecessor world where martial arts were respected.

Am I a member of the Shen family? Shen Xiao himself didn't know that his name was Shen Xiao, but how did he come to this world where martial arts are respected?

"I am the Shen family, I have a father who made me awaken the bloodline of the ancestors of the Martial Emperor, and I have a mother who was taken to the peak of the Emperor Taiji. Shen Xiao's eyes were firm, and he was not questioning and dodging.

Yes, he is the Shen family, he is not only the Shen family, but also the Shen family castle master.

Shen Xiao's voice was loud, without the slightest fear.

"Haha. General Bone Horse laughed wildly.

"Then you won't be able to get out of this tomb. The bone horse general said as he rode the tall bone horse and pressed towards Shen Xiao step by step.

"I will definitely go out, and take the glory of the Shen family with me. ”

Shen Xiao faced the tall bone horse general, without the slightest fear.