Anderson was careful.

But in the face of such a completely strange source, it is impossible to be too careful.

There is no heaven and earth aura in the land of absolute spirits, and resentful qi can circulate, but it does not mean that there will be no resentful qi, but it cannot exist between heaven and earth.

But those zombies created by it, their souls are still in their blood, and the hatred and despair left behind after their bodies are instantly distorted, can be used by the zombie king.

Ankisheng believed his own speculation.

It is also thanks to the fact that the place where the Death Falls is a vast and sparsely populated land like the Xiya Mountains, and if it falls on Fusang Island, I am afraid that it will be resurrected with full blood in an instant and break through the seal.......

Yes, he was very careful.

.......

Hate!

Hate!

Hate!

Zombies are born of the resentment of heaven and earth, the most ferocious and mad, the thousand-year-old hard work was abolished once and again, and the killing intent in the hearts of the martyrs was surging, almost wanting to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The golden coffin carried the space of the sealer's burly and majestic body like a demon god.

The endless waves of blood rose like a sea of blood, and countless ghost faces flickered inside, and every time they were struck, it was like thousands of demons crying in unison.

But no matter how much he rushed, how he struggled, how he roared, he couldn't shake the seal.

Between the endless pitch black and blood red, there is not a trace of light.

"Do you want to trap me for another thousand years?!"

In the darkness and crimson of the void, the Mourners roared and roared.

He was born with resentment, born with supernatural powers, immortal and immortal, and at the moment of his birth, he had evolved into a 30,000-mile zombie country and became the top demon under the Emperor's Ten Powers.

In time, even if it goes further, it is not impossible to be on par with the Ten Emperors, or even stronger.

But by the way, I ran into that old thing.

That mortal old thing, strong and unbelievable, is clearly a mortal body, but his strength is comparable to that of a god, and he has been sealed for a thousand years.

A thousand years!

Since he was born, he is only in his early 1,000s, and almost ninety percent of his years have been spent in this seal!

In the past thousand years, he has swallowed up the essence and blood of countless subordinates who have been sealed together.

He couldn't have waited another thousand years!

Airplanes~

After another collision, a glimmer of light flashed through the void.

This glimmer of light is incomparably small, but in this absolutely lightless dimness, it is so dazzling!

Someone touched the seal?!

Zhu Yan's heart jumped, and before he could think about it, he raised his head and let out an angry roar, and the blood waves rolled out like a tide!

Beyond the golden coffin.

Anqisheng tore off the talisman.

In an instant, the golden coffin trembled, and under the coffin board that popped open, a scarlet and foul-smelling blood rushed towards the sky like a tide, and the evil magnetic field instantly spread, and in an instant, it was about to cover the entire Xiya Mountain Range again!

This time, it was much more ferocious than the previous one.

Because the previous magnetic field aura was spontaneous diffusion, but at this time, it was the initiative of the martyrs!

Syllable!

The palm that tore off the talisman had not yet been raised, and it had already been slapped heavily, and the yellowed talisman was golden, cutting off the passage for blood gushing out!

A tenth of a second!

This is the time it takes for the Martyrs to affect the outside world after the seal is torn off.

In other words, it only takes a tenth of a second for this zombie king to turn the Xiya Mountain Range into a Shura field again!

Airplanes~

The humming sound of a bronze bell echoed in the air, the waves of blood that rushed to the sky slapped on the snow like rain, and the magnetic field that had not spread before it spread disappeared without a trace in an instant with a thunderclap in the sky.

And in An Qisheng's eyes, there was a touch of red.

The spiritual imprint began to be collected.

Bang!

In the golden coffin, Zhu Yan was dizzy: "Fa, what happened?" ”

There was a hint of confusion in the scarlet eyes at first, but looking at the nothingness without the slightest light, it turned into an indescribable rage!

Disgrace!

Disgrace!

Yourself, you were actually tricked?

Who is it?

Who is it?

Is it the one who seems to have a flying sword?

Still is......

Bang!

In the void, the Immortals were impotent and furious, and they were mad with hatred: "Damn it, ants, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!! ”

Suddenly, the roar came to an abrupt end.

Because a glimmer of light resurfaced.

The eyes of the martyrs froze, but there was still no hesitation, and an endless tide of blood burst out, and the resentment was like a volcanic eruption, crashing into the place where the glimmer of light was again!

Bang!

The moment the blood wave rushed out, the eyes of the martyrs were black again.

As if crashing head-on into the stars, he fell back headlong:

"No!"

Endless anger filled his heart, and the eyes of the martyrs were almost bleeding.

......

Laugh at~

Waves of blood were thrown to the ground, and the rocks of the snow-capped mountains that had endured thousands of years of wind and snow were corroded into a huge deep pit.

Bursts of foul smell on the pavement, the wind does not disperse.

"Whew!"

An Qisheng sat cross-legged and exhaled a long turbid breath.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint red light flashed in his eyes.

In front of him, the purple wooden box was already empty, and the Bigu Dan, which was enough to see the Great Grandmaster of the Divine Sect for a year, had already been eaten clean by him.

It has been more than a month since Qinglong came to deliver supplies.

For more than a month, he tore off the talisman at least thirty times a day, and at most hundreds of times, attracting the breath of the martyrs and slowly collecting their spiritual imprints.

So far, the first effect has been seen.

It's just that the further back you go, the harder it gets.

After many temptations, tearing off a talisman could no longer lead the corpses to collide, and he had to increase his strength, two talismans, three talismans, until six talismans!

This is already the limit.

After the six talismans were torn off, the speed of the impact of the corpses was no longer less than a subtle element.

If it weren't for the fact that he always tried to dream first, his physical strength had grown greatly in the past month or so, and he was afraid that the moment he tore off the six talismans, this zombie king would have to get out of trouble.

Rao is like this, he can't tear off seven talismans at the same time.

That's too dangerous.

Unless he has completely cultivated the Five Visceral Gods, his body has undergone a real transformation, and he can carry the power of the Qi Seed Explosion, he will be sure.

Laugh at~

An Qisheng flipped it over casually and tore off the six talismans without hurrying.

The golden coffin trembled, buzzing, but there was no longer the slightest breath leaking, even though with the passage of time, the golden coffin trembled more violently, but there was no blood wave rushing out, and there was no trace of aura leaking.

"It's only been a few times and you gave up?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly.

He knew that it was impossible for the Martyrs to give up the impact seal, just like a prisoner, there was no one who did not want to see the light of day.

He was waiting for himself to tear another talisman down.

Nine talismans are gone, and it is basically impossible to seal this world-famous zombie king.

Zhu Yan thought he didn't know, but in fact, Anqisheng knew this very well.

Yes, after sighing lightly, he pasted the talismans one by one.

The power of this talisman is not endless, and in this place of absolute spirits, it cannot last forever, and in less than two months at most, these talismans will completely disappear.

This is not something that can be 'rushed' by attracting thunder again, the root of this talisman is the inner Dao essence.

Since the beginning of this month, An Qisheng has tried to induce thunder and lightning, but unfortunately, he has not been able to replenish the Dao essence in it.

"I'm in trouble......"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

For more than a month, although the search for the spiritual imprint was unsatisfactory, his understanding of this zombie king became more and more profound.

This zombie king born of resentment is far more powerful and weird than it has been shown before.

If it really got out of trouble, even a peerless place like Xuanxing, which did not have the slightest aura of heaven and earth, might not be able to trap it to death.

Because, Xuanxing is not really vast and sparsely populated.

There are more people on Earth than in the previous life, as high as nearly 20 billion.

The souls of 20 billion living beings were enough to support his short-term activities.

At least, he won't die until the creatures above the Xuanxing Star die.

And if you want to destroy it completely, it is not so simple, because the miracle of this talisman lies in the Dao aggregate in it, and the energy is only a means to preserve and urge that Dao aggregate.

The talisman itself is not something that is indestructible and eternally existent.

In fact, An Qisheng, who had touched this kind of talisman more than once, knew in his heart that although the paper used to make these talismans was tougher than any paper above the Xuanxing, it was only paper.

It is not feasible to burn in flames, sink into the sea, go into outer space, or even throw into the orbit of the sun.

It's not that this zombie king can't be destroyed, but any way, before the golden coffin melts, the talisman will disappear first.

The only way to destroy it completely is to go to the world where he lives.

Tracing back to the source, maybe we can find a way to completely eliminate a zombie king.

........

In the golden coffin, the burly body of the demon god lay in the void, and the blood flowed like a tide to support his body, and there were countless twisted grimaces in it.

It's just that compared to more than a month ago, the sea of blood has become thinner, and the grimaces have become rarer.

There is a hint of desolation in the weirdness.

So humiliating, so playful......

Watch the light disappear and never light up again.

Zhu Yan slowly sank into the blood water, his scarlet eyes slowly closed, and the essence of killing intent flashed in his heart.

Whoever you are.

This seat must crush your bones and ashes, and twist your soul,

Torment you a thousand,

No

10,000 years!!

........

"The Road is a Picture ......"

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and the incomplete spiritual imprint in his perspective glowed with a strange red light under the brilliance of Dao Yitu:

"Is it possible to capture the imprint of the world in the incomplete spiritual imprint?"

Airplanes~

The picture of the road is like water:

[The will of the map owner, consume 100 points of Dao power, and search for world coordinates....... Searching....... Search Completed]

[Searching for the incomplete world coordinates, you can consume Dao power to enter the dream]

Dao Yitu's response came quickly, and almost An Qisheng had already responded.

"Can you fall asleep?"

An Qisheng's heart moved: "What's the aftermath?" ”

[Due to the incomplete coordinates of the world, the goal of the dream cannot be determined, the great realm of the dream cannot be determined, and the result of the dream cannot be determined......]

It's a fraction of a millimeter.

When the coordinates of the world are out of order, all you want to go to is not one place.

[Did the owner of the picture consume 66,000 points of Dao power to enter the dream? ] 】