Jiu Jian Xian picked up the gourd and poured a sip of wine, but the mouth of the gourd was not blocked, and he saw that his hand pressed on the gourd a few times, and the big yellow gourd was covered with purple light.

"Everyone in the world thinks that I am proficient in swordsmanship, but they don't know that my strongest means is not a sword. Today, it's like this, it's enough, you should pay for this life, and you can be regarded as doing your best for the people in the world. ”

The purple light on the mouth of the gourd flickered, and an extremely strong suction force came out from inside.

Sixteen ancient stone roads, the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain above felt a burst of suction, and the stone road faintly exuded an ancient vicissitudes of life, suppressing this suction. But the skeletons and zombies in the sea of blood that had landed under the two nearest stone paths were not so lucky, and their bodies flew up uncontrollably and were sucked into the yellow gourd in the hands of the wine sword fairy.

This is unfortunate for skeletons and zombies, but great luck for terrestrial people.

"Hmph, a mutilated immortal weapon" The rotting and broken body of the purple-eyed corpse king followed those zombies and skeletons down the stone path, and began to kill and take blood, and was slowly repairing. Flipping his hand and punching out, the wine sword fairy was slapped off without the slightest ability to resist, and all the bones in his body were shattered, like a terrifying bloody man, dying on the ground.

Rows after rows of skeletons and zombies descended the stone path. The sea of blood soaked the land and turned black. The people who couldn't run were caught one by one, the zombies sucked blood, the skeletons also sucked blood, the blood stuck to the white bones, and the white bones actually began to produce raw meat.

"If the husband is in the world, he will not be able to protect his children and grandchildren. Wouldn't it be in vain to walk in this world? Today is just a death, you can't escape, you can't escape, you might as well fight!" a warrior roared, pounced on him, and wrapped himself around a skeleton.

Knowing that it was inevitable, many warriors also began to resist.

The body of the Purple-Eyed Corpse King was constantly repairing, and the blood food was transmitted to the sea of blood through the skeletons and zombies below, and there were small blood vessels in the sea of blood that were transmitted to the Purple-Eyed Corpse King.

The sea of blood was monstrous, but it couldn't replenish his strength. Instead, you need to absorb fresh blood food. The purple-eyed corpse king's eyes narrowed slightly. Seems to enjoy it.

"What are you waiting for? Qin Clan disciple, kill!" Qin Xiaotian shouted loudly and rushed out of the city first.

Several bigwigs of big factions and big families all pounced, and at this time it was a battle of life and death. Just like the warrior said. If you don't resist. can only wait for destruction, but it is better to fight.

It's not that I don't understand this truth, but it's hard to accept. The rise and fall of a family. It's just a thought. If everyone is desperate, they naturally don't care, but yes, there is another but there is!

The people of the Buddhist Sect have not yet appeared, and the loss of the demon clan is almost none.

At this time, they can't afford not to consider the result after the desperate fight.

Qin Potian looked up at the sky, this Linjiang King had seen it several times, and he didn't know what he was looking at. At this moment, as soon as the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood came out, he didn't have the room to wait and see anymore, and he also pounced, for him, the torture of nearly twenty years was worse than death, what was there to be afraid of at this time?

As soon as the Qin clan moved, the other sect families seemed to have made a decision, and they all rushed forward. Dozens of peerless masters, hundreds of first-class masters, and thousands of sect disciples, plus some scattered cultivators, all took action. Although they were all injured before, they also healed their injuries, and now their strength is not as good as when they were at their peak, but they still have seventy or eighty percent.

This is a great battle that shakes the entire world. The main battlefield is near the Nine Heavens City, and the rest of the place is also full of flames, full of zombies and ghosts, ordinary people are only slaughtered, there is almost no resistance, and there are also many martial artists.

Southern Xinjiang, the place where monsters gather, a stone road comes to the distant sky, leading directly here. Countless skeletons and zombies were sent here by the sea of blood.

There are constantly monsters rushing out, roaring, roaring.

Fighting, in this place where only demon beasts exist, countless demon beasts are desperate, angrily trying to get rid of all the invaders.

The Ten Thousand Souls Forest, like the southern frontier, is also filled with a sea of blood and ghosts.

In the Western Desert Buddhism, zombies walked out one by one, and skeletons continued to kill Buddhist believers. The scriptures chanted by the Buddhist disciples could not restrain them, so they could only rise up and turn into angry-eyed King Kong, and the warrior monks walked out of the temple one by one.

Everywhere the sea of blood passed, everything withered, trees and flowers became dead things in an instant, and in the sea of blood, the flesh and bones of animals and humans were all turned to ashes. The whole world is in chaos, there are ghosts everywhere, and there is a sea of blood everywhere. The entire world realm is covered with a layer of blood, and there are killings in the entire world realm.

Huang Zuming put Wu Ming down, found a few people to watch, and then rushed into the corpse group, and every time he shot, hundreds of ghosts were turned into ashes.

The strength of these ghost creatures is not strong, at most it is about the acquired martial artists, and the stronger ones are equivalent to the innate period, and a few only have the martial arts realm, but it is also the strength of the spirit gathering period, which is not very strong. But there are really too many, overwhelming, blood red, full of ghosts, there is no end in sight, and there are still countless ghosts washed down by the sea of blood on the stone road.

There is no end in sight to the army of ghosts, and the unfathomable purple-eyed corpse king.

It's all despairing.

Directly east, a floating island floats in the air above the sea, and is rapidly coming west. The floating island is said to be a bit too much, to be exact, it should be a mountain peak, a peak of ten thousand feet.

On the top of the mountain, there is a ruined temple.

There is a clay statue in the temple, this clay statue is interesting, it seems to have a mask on its face, it is not as solemn as an ordinary statue, but it has a bit of a funny taste. Clay is a masked man? Isn't that funny?

The clay statue was strangely dressed, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and it was carrying a bronze sword in his hand.

An old man in white hair and sackcloth was sitting on the futon below, closing his eyes and muttering solemnly.

I didn't know what he was talking about, but the bronze sword in the clay statue's hand suddenly trembled, broke free from the clay statue's palm, and flew towards the old man.

"Hehe, the Human Emperor Sword is worthy of being the Human Emperor Sword. Emperor Yu's Jiuding is broken, Emperor Yan's will has dissipated, and you are impatient to make a move. The emperor of men is the emperor of men, and he has the world in his heart, which is different from my old guy. Sample, I have not been allowed to use it, and it has not flown into my hands today?" the old man let out an ugly smirk, and seemed to be very proud, this obscene appearance was completely different from the solemn and solemn appearance just now.

This bronze sword, which was engraved with mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, seemed to tremble slightly with some dissatisfaction.

With the bronze long sword in his hand, this lewd and smiling old man had a great change in momentum, he was still an ordinary old man before, but now he looks like a peak swordsman.

"Let's go, old man, it's time for me to be famous, go to the corpse killer!" The old man's language was frivolous, but the speed was really too fast, and when he spoke, a black shadow had already flown into the sky, and his figure in this ruined temple was still so clear, and after waiting for a long time, it gradually turned into nothingness.

Look at the plaque on the slope again, there are two ancient characters written on it: Wuzu! (to be continued......