The blood of the firmament, the spirit of the earth, the battle of yin and yang, the weeping blood and the yellow.

Is man and god at war? Or is it a war between man and god?

In the shattered palace, countless spirits turned into flying light and flew down to the nether, the gifts of the ancestors awakened in the bloodline, the innate gods cast their eyes under the sky, and the blood-eating ghost gods stared at the earth.

"Okay, good, the world is in turmoil, and if you want to change the world, have you asked me the thirty emperors of the Great Shang?" Di Xin looked at the battle report in his hand and looked angry.

Faced with the news of the rebellion coming from all directions, although Di Xin felt the pressure doubled, the fighting spirit in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The rebellion of Suhu in Jizhou caused a tide of corpses in troubled times, and countless ancient corpses buried deep under the earth were summoned, and those ancient corpses began to devour endless flesh and blood with resentment, expanding in all directions.

"Is this also your power? Pull the dead out of the underworld. ”

Ji Chang also got the battle report, which was not only a catastrophe for Yin Shang, but also a catastrophe for the entire world.

The catastrophe caused by Jizhou Suhu is an undead natural disaster caused by the resurrection of the dead, composed of all kinds of corpses, most of which are low-level undead whose surface skin has been rotten and damaged, and even the bones can be seen, and they don't have much ability to think, but just obey the orders of their superiors by instinct.

But stronger, elite warriors can think normally, and they follow one will, the will for revenge.

"It's not death, it's giving them a part of my qualities." Li Luo said, "I don't understand your definition of death, in my opinion, your so-called death is just the transformation of life forms, not real death. ”

"True death is the return of all to nothing, the complete disappearance of everything, and the return of the will of the self to eternal silence."

The Xia of the Xia Dynasty is the name of the tribe composed of twelve clans surnamed Xiahou, Youhu, Younan, Zhu, Tongcheng, Bao, Fei, Qi, Xuan, Xin, Ming, and Guan, headed by "Xiahou", so after the establishment of the Xia Dynasty, the tribe was named after the country.

Cheng Tang did it very decisively, and the royal family and loyal branches of the Xia Dynasty have been wiped out, but there are still some ancient remains.

It's not that Cheng Tang doesn't want to kill them all, it's that he can't do it, and excessive killing will only bring more instability.

Therefore, Jizhou Suhu, a descendant of the former Xia Hou lineage, has always been suppressed.

Now it has reached the point where it can no longer be endured, after obtaining the sword of royal power made by Li Luo's spine, using its mysterious properties, it has awakened the ancient corpses, the ancient corpses of those Xia Hou clans, although the divinity has passed and the divine soul has died.

But under the guidance of the sword of kingship, resurrect and become an avenger!

"There is no hope anymore, the only purpose of existence is revenge! Revenge on the descendants of Chengyu!! Reclaim the glory of our ancestors!! ”

Su Hu shouted, countless undead came out of the ancient tomb, endless ice storms raged, under the disturbance of powerful abnormal forces, a large number of skeletons swam away during the ice and dust storm intervals, and at night, you could vaguely hear the collision of swords on the battlefield, the neighing of war horses, and the cries of the dead in the middle.

It was when the kings of the Xia Dynasty woke up from their graves and saw themselves as a group of shriveled corpses eroded by the merciless years. Some went crazy on the spot, others still couldn't believe it, but some of the kings were furious at Cheng Tang's blatant betrayal.

They couldn't understand why they didn't have those memories in their memories, no memories of the battles.

But it doesn't matter anymore, because they're going to take it back.

Those ancient clan guards, and even the figures of the bloodline kings can emerge in this natural disaster, especially the existence hidden behind them, and they tear apart all enemies.

Cold-blooded and ruthless monsters enter the city, wantonly slaughtering the powerless living people, drinking blood and drawing vitality, they have no blood and no tears, while those high-ranking generals are seeking more expensive descendants of divine blood, choosing to fight the guardians of those cities and tribes.

The descendants of the lands cried out for the blessing of their ancestors, and many geniuses were born to resist the calamity of the dead, or at least the attack of the dead.

The Yin Shang Dynasty also reflected its own strength, the idea of the gods descended from the ancient heavenly realm, under the sacrifice of the sorcerer, leaned over those strong warriors, and killed those rotten corpses, the god warriors swept all the enemies with huge axes, and dozens of zhang of god-made weapons stepped on the battlefield, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and countless corpses were trampled into pieces.

But the warriors and monsters of the ancient wilderness roared out, those extinct divine beasts, and even powerful warriors with the blood of the innate gods stepped on the battlefield, the battlefield of the living and the dead was strangled, and the dead dynasty impacted the living dynasty.

The existence hidden behind the battlefield, gazing at the death and shattering of everything, has understood the truth of everything.

Li Luo stepped into the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb, a king surging with strong qi and blood was closing his eyes to cultivate, and on the ground where he was flowing, there was a flowing divine blood full of vitality and vitality, those divine blood that only the noblest people had.

"Interesting, interesting, in the world where I reside, you can also be regarded as an emperor corpse psychic, and you lived out the second life, but it's a pity, you are not ....." Li Luo didn't have any interest in his scattered body, he just looked at the resurrected existence hidden behind it.

"Who am I? Who am I?! "The king's eyes slowly opened, they were a pair of erect eyes, but the human body carried the blood of some kind of savage beast, and his cruelty and pride were incomparable to those of anyone in the world.

His strength was far greater than that of all the living dead, and the surging divine blood in his body even made it unnecessary for him to replenish himself like other resurrected dead.

"I'm Kai, but I'm not Kai."

"So, who the hell am I?"

Qi, the son of King Dayu, the first king, his pursuit of wealth and power finally broke the naturally occurring community power under the clan system, so the country appeared, and the hereditary system appeared.

In Xia Qi's eyes, what burned was the endless pursuit of power, but he was not that Qi.

This is the mysterious power brought by Li Luo's backbone, which is the living dead, or the soulless.

The definition of life and death in this world lies in the soul, and the body that has lost its soul is like a car that has lost power, and the soul turns from masculine to negative, which is the state of death.

But Li Luo's spine changed everything, so that those who had lost their souls could be driven by a purely physical body, along with the mechanical movement of nerves and musculoskeletal within the body, and the divine blood to give birth to new wisdom and spirituality, which was the disaster of the living dead belonging to this world.

In the definition of this world, they are indeed corpses, but if they are according to the laws of the other world, they are alive.