The corpse king was furious, and the corpse was ambushed for millions of miles.

The blood flowed like a river, bringing the death of a worldly realm.

No one understands why, why it is so bad.

Is it just because you want to ascend? How unkind is the Heavenly Dao that makes the people suffer so much?

The growth of every person and every race is a price to pay for blood. Is this the true law of life?

Sadness flows in the air, there are no smiles, no joy, only endless grief. When relatives die, how many tens of millions are killed?

The Purple-Eyed Corpse King didn't understand why this group of ants was so emotional. Later, I thought about it, a long, long time ago, when the heavenly people who lived in heaven were slaughtered, I was the same, right? It's not my fault, it's the way of heaven that is wrong!

When this purple-eyed corpse king had time to think about this, he had already been captured by the old man from the Wuzu Temple. That Xuanyuan Sword couldn't exert its true strength, and it couldn't wipe him out, it could only suppress him. He really wanted to know where this guy who looked much older than himself was going to take him, and in this world, was there still a place where he could control himself?

When my strength is restored, everything in this world will be my blood food!

The purple-eyed corpse king's heart is very hard, it took him thousands of years to learn patience, and now he can't resist, just waiting for the moment when his strength recovers, he is not in a hurry at all, those people can't catch up with this world, and they, they won't watch themselves die, right?

Success and defeat, the purple-eyed corpse king understood the truth many years ago. This time I was seriously injured, so I was defeated. Next. There will be no such opportunity. Moreover, there are so many children who deliver blood food to themselves, and I think that my injuries should recover within a hundred years!

It's just that I don't know what happened to the kid who inherited the so-called will of the human race from Emperor Yan'er, after a hundred years, there should be a lot of changes in strength, right?

At this moment, the purple-eyed corpse king felt particularly relaxed. Looking at the human race below crying dad and shouting mother running on the ground in a panic, he felt very happy. Wasn't it the same with the people who lived in the heavens when the world was destroyed?

The purple-eyed corpse king seemed to have seen that scene thousands of years ago. It's just that by that time he had become a zombie. A small accomplished corpse king, a corpse king who has awakened the memories of his past life, and a corpse king who can dominate one side in the underworld. But he still didn't have the slightest power to stop the catastrophe, and he was even told. If it's to save people. It will be infected with cause and effect. When the time comes, they can only turn into ashes with them.

He didn't dare to move at that time, he only dared to look at the chaotic scene outside in the underworld, the world-destroying tribulation that was so terrifying that even the Great Venerable of the underworld did not dare to resist. There was nothing he could do.

Now, he himself has become the extinction of this world, but unfortunately people dare to resist.

It should have been killed, and then the flesh should have been devoured to nourish the remains. But it backfired, after all, he was not the irresistible force, and he couldn't be as irresistible as the World Destroying Tribulation, so he was caught.

What is that breath? Spirit King? It is impossible to have such a powerful Spirit King, even in the Underworld, there is no such a powerful Spirit King. This breath is definitely comparable to those strongest people in the underworld, it is really terrifying, and it is also a fluctuation of the soul, could it be that there is a peerless and terrifying spirit king in this world?

It's just that why didn't he do it to himself? With his current situation, I'm afraid he is not his enemy, right?

The vicissitudes of the world have changed, but I didn't expect the human world to become difficult to fathom.

The purple-eyed corpse king didn't speak, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Most of the time used to be spent in battle and cultivation, and this was the first time he had time to think about problems so simply. Suddenly, there seems to be a feeling of relaxation.

"When you arrive, you will repent here from now on!" the old man pulled out the Xuanyuan sword and inserted it into the clay statue's hand. Without restraint, the purple-eyed corpse king also returned to his thoughts, and at this time he felt that he seemed to have a particularly peaceful feeling in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to burst out.

Look up and see the clay figure.

It's really a strange statue, it's a person wearing a mask, huh, a person with a mask? The purple-eyed corpse king's body shook again, this clay statue can't be that guy, right?

The purple-eyed corpse king remembered the scene before he was defeated to the mortal world, and his heart trembled. He, the peerless corpse king, was struggling in the heavenly path, and was beaten down to the mortal world with one palm. At that time, there was a masked man who was similar to this clay statue and was extremely brave, and almost no one could defeat him on the heavenly road where he passed, and his invincible posture made him feel shocked like he had never felt before. Who the hell was that guy? He had always wondered.

Now in this mortal world, he suddenly found that he seemed to be in this guy's temple?

Could it be that he, or she, flew up from this world? But what happened to the Xuanyuan Sword? This is obviously the sword of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, why does this guy hold it in his hand? And he is still holding it in the body of a clay statue?

What is the identity of this person?

In the dark, he seemed to feel the clay statue staring at him as if it were a living thing. He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to move, he was afraid, he was really afraid.

He was shocked by the terrifying deeds of this masked man on the road to heaven. With his own strength, he completely penetrated a heavenly road, although he was forced to retreat again, and was seized of control of the last heavenly road. But so what? He couldn't have known the origins of those gods.

Here, he did not dare to run, did not dare to run. He believed that even one doppelganger in this clay statue would be enough to wipe him out.

"From now on, you will stay here and serve the statue of the Martial Ancestor. Don't think about running away, otherwise Wu Zu will be unhappy. The old man is like a strange man, and this tone is particularly interesting, showing his obscene nature.

"Martial Ancestor?" the purple-eyed corpse king was inexplicable, is this the name of this guy?

Although the purple-eyed corpse king was captured, the overwhelming zombies and skeletons are still there, and many of them make people's scalps tingle. And like that zombie bites, those who bite will also turn into zombies, which has caused a huge panic on the other hand. One moment he was still a relative, and the next moment he pounced on himself, which is not something that anyone can do.

However, at least without the control of the Purple-Eyed Corpse King, the intelligence of these zombies and skeletons is not high. After two months of encirclement and suppression, almost all of them have been resolved, and the remaining strength has become stronger, and it has even produced spiritual intelligence, which is even more troublesome, and Zhilu Dao has lurked.

The great changes during this period of time made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they were even more terrified in the face of the Heavenly Dao. (To be continued......)