A trip to the Netherworld Canyon is like a dream. With the departure of the monks from the outside, it is closed again and waits for the beginning of the next millennium.

The silver-armored corpse sat cross-legged on his white bone throne, coldly looking at the group of dull-eyed iron-armored corpses below, holding a bloody spirit beast leg in his hand, and fresh flesh and blood remained on his mouth. The position of its left arm was originally empty, but the silver armor corpse casually ripped off the left arm of a bronze armor corpse and turned it around, although the color looked extremely incongruous, but the silver armor corpse didn't care at all.

The White Bone Throne is a silver armor corpse made of the bones of thousands of high-level monks, these monks have no intention of not dying at the hands of the silver armor corpse, and then being devoured by it, peeling off the white bones and refining it into this throne, just the evil spirit yin qi emitted by this chair, can directly concoct a Yuan Infant monk into a zombie puppet, controlled by the silver armor corpse, even the out-of-body monks dare not underestimate the white bone throne of the silver armor corpse.

There were almost a dozen iron-armored corpses below, and even three copper-armored corpses. They already possess wisdom, although they don't know why the silver armor corpse is full of violent air pressure, but the instinct to obey the high-level zombies naturally makes them dare not move, for fear of angering the most ferocious slaughter king in this Netherworld Canyon.

For the freedom to fly in his hand, the silver armor corpse knew that his chest was full of anger, and in order not to hurt his own kind, he had to suppress himself and devour fresh flesh and blood to relieve the anger in his heart.

The lair of the Silver Armor is a huge valley with a large cave in the middle of it. In front of the mouth of the cave are scattered all kinds of white bones, some beasts and some people. It exudes a strong stench, has not seen sunlight for many years, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, occasionally drifting through a white shadow, which is a resentful spirit that has been condensed and formed, and there are few living creatures in this vicinity who are willing to approach this place, only the filthy things of the yin spirit are willing to live here.

On the second day of the closure of the Netherworld Canyon, a pair of feet wearing purple cloud combat boots stepped on this extremely heavy valley, one meter nine tall, a pitch-black hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and a man with a half-silver iron mask on his face raised his head, looking at the direction of the cave entrance, the corners of his lips hooked a trace of arc, but it made people feel extremely cold.

The man was dressed in purple, with a delicate silver pattern embroidered on the collar, and several lilac gems inlaid on it, exuding a faint aura fluctuation. There is a dragon-patterned white jade pendant hanging from his waist,

The silver-armored corpse was still sitting on his throne of white bones, devouring the bloody flesh in his hands with a hideous face, and his bloody eyes flashed with a cruel light, looking extremely cruel, but with his out-of-body cultivation, he didn't even notice the arrival of the silver-masked man outside the cave entrance.

The faint sound of footsteps slowly stepped into the mouth as if it were deliberately rhythmic.

The silver armored corpse was stunned, raised his head and looked at the source of the sound, and it was a pair of purple cloud combat boots!

"The Corpse King is really interested." A man's deep voice came from the mouth of the cave, and the figure of the silver-faced man gradually appeared in front of the silver-armored corpse, with a shallow arc on his lips, looking like an ordinary person, without a trace of threat.

But after all, the silver-armored corpse was an old monster that had lived for 10,000 years, and immediately ordered the zombies in front of him to step aside, raised his head and looked at the silver-faced man indifferently, and said coldly, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

The silver-faced man didn't immediately answer the silver-armored corpse's words, and the eyes under the mask looked lazily at the silver-armored corpse.

The silver armor corpse is a monster with an unpredictable temperament, although it is not the top master in this Netherworld Canyon, but at least it is also the overlord within a radius of hundreds of miles in this valley, this human dared to step into its territory without saying a word, and how dare to blatantly ignore it!

There are still subordinates around him watching, how can the silver armor corpse endure this breath, and immediately throw aside the flesh and blood that has been gnawed into pieces in his hand, staring at this mysterious person with an unkind face, Yin**, "Your Excellency is here to find fault!?" ”

Obviously, no matter what this man came to do, the silver armor corpse was not ready to let this mysterious man go easily.

"Finding fault?" There was a hint of disdain in the man's low and magnetic voice, and then he shook his head calmly, stretched out his finger towards the silver armored corpse, shook it in front of it, and said slowly, "No, I'm just here to settle a small account with the Corpse King." ”

"Account?" The silver armor corpse narrowed its bloody eyes, although it didn't know what the guy in front of him was, but he wanted to settle the account? The silver armor corpse was disdainful in his heart, although he knew that the person who would easily step into its territory would definitely not be a fool, and he did not let down his guard against the mysterious man in front of him. But... Many of its defeated generals were like this man in the beginning, self-righteous! The silver armor corpse smiled disdainfully, his stiff face was a little distorted because he was squeezing out a little smile, and said coldly, "What are you?" Want to settle accounts with this king? Look for death! ”

After saying that, he took the lead in stretching out his right claw, and the black and sharp nails on his five fingers flashed instantly, and he grabbed it towards the mysterious man unceremoniously.

Seeing this, the curvature of the silver-faced man's mouth couldn't help but deepen, implying deep disdain.

The sharp armor of the silver armor corpse has a very high concentration of corpse poison, but it is not comparable to the corpse poison of a black armor corpse, seeing that he grabbed the position of the man's heart without accident, and then saw that there was no abnormality on the man's face, somehow, the heart was beating, and there was a feeling of unease!

At this time, its nails had already grabbed the man's chest, and before he could laugh at the arrogance of this kid, he found that the person he caught suddenly appeared on his body with a layer of lines similar to water waves, and the nails that were more than ten centimeters long actually passed directly through the man's chest, without any obstruction!

The silver armor corpse had a bad heart, so it wanted to retreat, but as soon as it turned its head, a sharp snow-white blade hit its neck, and it didn't even notice it! Unconsciously widened his blood-red eyes.

But apparently, as the silver-masked man said, he appeared here today, not to take his life, but to settle accounts with him.

The silver-faced man took the end of the blade, gently knocked on the neck of the silver-armored corpse covered with silver scales, and said slowly, "I heard that you zombies are most proud of your indestructible body, Corpse King, you said, under this small blade, I wonder if you can cut your skin?" ”

If the silver armor corpse was still human, it would probably have begun to shed cold sweat incessantly, and it felt a deadly threat on this small blade.

But fortunately, the silver-faced man did not really intend to skin the zombie in front of him, but a smile hooked up on his lips, but he said with a hint of danger, "So, now I will settle the account with the Corpse King about the eldest son who is forced by the Corpse King to give up his mother, right?" ”

The silver armor corpse's eyes immediately widened, but he couldn't say a word!

The man's voice continued to echo in its ears, "Don't worry, I won't kill the Corpse King, after all, the Corpse King is left to... Forehead.... In the future, it's just to get some interest first..."