The river of blood is surging, and the angry waves are rolling. [Ran^Text^Library] []. []. Every drop of blood is the size of a basin, red and dazzling, with an indescribable brilliance.

There is the power of the Immortal Dao in it, and the blood is a world, a world made of murderous energy!

How many pieces of the Killing Dao World should there be with so much blood?

The violent and majestic waves, like thousands of heavenly rivers rushing, rolling with some terrible disappearances, the blood sword slashed through the Shura Hell, the demon god destroyed the world, and one after another the vast and magnificent world was disillusioned, this scene was very shocking, making people cold all over.

The palm world left by the immortal Dao method was not completely revived, and the five huge fingers that had collapsed to the sky were stretched out again, if one bite after another of the divine sword was inserted into the sky, but one of them was broken off a corner, hidden in the clouds and not easy to detect.

It had just been shattered by a huge bronze furnace that had suddenly skyrocketed, reaching the heavens and capable of refining the heavens.

The blue light shines in the sky, unmatched, shaking a large river of blood, propping up the heaven and earth here, until the rootless finger stands up again.

Its terrifying coercion was even more suppressed by the power of the Immortal Dao and the wailing of the law, and finally fell silent, so the world in the palm of his hand did not recover.

In a dark and terrifying space, the bronze furnace emitted a misty blue light, and the light was very soft, and the previous domineering and terrifying aura was missing.

Wang Dao and the others were wrapped in blue light and were in a coma, they didn't know what had just happened.

It was dark and dark, with the occasional rustling of gold and iron, and the sound of footsteps and running water.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Dao woke up with a sore body, looked around in confusion, and then looked at Nangong Xian'er and the others who were lying in his arms with a pale face.

"It turns out that I am not dead, everyone is not dead. Wang Dao whispered and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be your stove that saved us, and its origin is probably not simple. At some point, Nangong woke up and pointed to the glowing bronze stove and said.

Hear the words. Wang Dao also looked at the bronze stove, this furnace obtained from Danfu has accompanied him for many years, saving himself from danger several times. He had already discovered its extraordinary, but he never knew where it came from.

The surging life essence poured out of his body, repairing the injuries of himself and others.

He didn't see death or save those people in the other world, and at this moment he didn't know where it was, and he didn't know what crisis would await him and others. Therefore, one more person also has more strength. Now is not the time to kill them all.

Nangong Xian'er sighed, slowly opened her beautiful eyes with brilliance, and found that she was being held by Wang Dao, and her pretty face was shy, but she didn't say anything.

The others also woke up one after another, and the injuries from the impact of the river of blood were basically unharmed.

"Haha, it turns out that the old man is not dead yet, great......" An old Yangding monster laughed.

"What's the noise, is it too long?" Qingyun said unceremoniously.

Hear the words. The old monster hastily stopped and looked around warily.

It was pitch black, and something could be faintly seen in the blur, and if you listened closely, there was a dull sound in the distance, which seemed to be far away.

That's footsteps!

And a lot, like thousands of troops.

Knock knock!

The ground shook. Footsteps were approaching, far away, but they were coming in this direction.

"This ...... What is it?" someone asked, confused.

No one answered, because no one knew.

Everyone woke up, Wang Dao put away the bronze stove, and helped Nangong Xian'er to stand up. Look in all directions.

In the distance, a thick fog was bubbling up, and the breeze was blowing on everyone, making everyone shiver with excitement.

"Why is this wind so cold, and the old man is terrified. An old monster said, goosebumps falling off and shaking.

"It's corpse wind. There is a strong sense of death and cold. Shi Xuan of the Daochu Holy Palace said.

"What do you mean?" asked the Otherworldly, confused.

"You're saying there's a lot of dead people here, it's a burial ground?" said one young man.

"Could it be that there are many corpses of gods and demons?" Thinking of this, the faces of the people in the other world turned very pale, and their lips trembled.

Wang Dao and the others didn't pay attention to them, let alone explain the mystery of life and death to them, and looked solemnly into the distance.

It's eerie, like a yellow spring hell, and the richness of the distance is blown by the breeze, and sometimes it changes into a huge figure moving, and it is terrifying in the darkness.

Knock knock!

The ground shook more and more obviously, and the sound of footsteps became clearer, and a large number of creatures were rushing towards this side.

The expressions of the people became solemn, and they were secretly gathering momentum, ready to face all crises at any time.

Knock knock!

The dull sound of footsteps like beating drums gradually approached, shaking people's eardrums, and at the same time, everyone faintly heard the sound of cheering.

"It's the voice of the armor. Someone made a judgment and said.

People held their breath and watched intently, all around them, looking intently ahead.

The fog is getting thicker, there is wind and frost, and the cold is even stronger.

In the darkness, it is even more terrifying.

The footsteps are speeding up, or they are getting closer and closer because of the difference between far and near.

A huge figure from far to near, through the thick fog, not real, but even more shocking.

Wang Dao and the others held their breath and condensed, reducing their breath to a minimum, hiding in the darkness and watching solemnly.

Knock knock!

Like a storm, they are running, and they are moving like thunder, violent and domineering.

A moment later, a tall figure passed through the thick fog, revealing the truth, and Wang Dao and the others saw it clearly.

It was a group of figures, covered in pitch-black armor, and in the faint light, the armor emitted a cold light.

These people held bronze war spears in their hands, exuding an icy murderous aura, like a swift wind approaching quickly.

Swish!

The men did not notice them, and went straight through them, and then disappeared, and the long procession numbered a thousand people.

Call......

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other.

"Unfathomable!" someone exclaimed.

"I haven't seen through any of them, these people are like a bottomless abyss, and they don't know the depth at a glance. Someone whispered again.

"Brother Dao, what do you think?" Shi Xuan asked Wang Dao and Nangong Jingyun.

"Dead!"

"Too dull!"

Wang Dao and Nangong Jingyun said.

Shi Xuan nodded, admiring this view.

"What do you mean?" the others asked.

"Although these people are very imposing, they always feel as if they are asleep, they have no aura on their bodies, and their movements are too stiff, like puppets. Zhao Zheng said.

Hear the words. The others thought about it seriously and felt the same way.

Knock knock!

There was another sound of footsteps, and as they approached, a short time later, through the thick fog and through the breeze, a lifeless and terrifying procession approached.

They seemed to be rushing somewhere. Very anxious, team after team. In half an hour. They have already encountered five or six waves.

Is there someone who is sending troops, and where are these people going?

These people are a little scary, and people can't feel angry, like a group of ghost soldiers.

"Who are these, aren't we supposed to be around the main burial chamber of the owner of the tomb?" Wang Dao thought to himself.

Could it be that unexpectedly, the bronze furnace brought himself and others to another realm?

"Anyway, let's go to the depths first. Qingyun proposed.

"Wait, I'll grab one and study it first, whether it's a human or a god, first touch the depths. Wang Dao said.

Knock knock!

The dull voice came again. Closer and closer, then its tall figure was revealed, speeding like a lightning speed.

Wang Dao's eyes burst with bright light, staring deadly.

Swish!

He made a move, stepped out, and in an instant came behind the soldier at the end of the line, and couldn't help but say. Knock it out with a punch.

The speed of the royal road is too fast, and the speed of these ghost-like soldiers is too fast, press down the last one, and those in front have long gone away, and no one has noticed.

The man was still struggling violently after being knocked down by the royal road. The power is endless.

At this moment, a group of old guys screamed, rushed forward and gave the man a fist, Wang Dao shot the fastest, and immediately used the soul locking technique to lock the other party's true spirit, and the others pressed the person's limbs to death.

"Be honest, or I'll kill you. Someone threatened.

Wang Dao was stunned. He was performing the Soul Locking Technique, but he found that the other party had no true spirit at all, and it was empty, like an empty shelf.

"What? how can this be?" Qingyun shouted, it was too evil, how could a living being not have a true spirit, that was the original mark of life!

Wang Dao investigated carefully, and finally found that there was a very vague and almost imperceptible mark in the place where the soul was contained, which should be the mark of life.

What kind of creature is this?

"Huh, wait, why didn't he scream?"

Wang Daocai noticed that the soldier was beaten by everyone, but he didn't make the slightest sound, just struggled violently.

With a loud voice, Wang Dao lifted the man's armor, revealing his face.

Everyone was stunned, this was an indescribable face, the skin was pale and cold, and it looked a little transparent.

Its eyes were hollow, pitch black, without the slightest aura, and they looked like two pitch-black beads.

With a bang, this person suddenly burst into force, and everyone was lifted out by it under the relaxation, standing up and about to flee.

With a 'bang', an old monster of Yangding was quick and shook the person to death with one palm.

"Why did you kill him, old fellow?" Shen Qianlang yelled at the old guy.

"Huh, look at ......."

Hearing the sound, everyone looked at the fallen corpse, which silently turned into a cloud of smoke and rose up, leaving only an empty set of armor lying in its place.

"How so?" said someone confused.

Wang Dao felt a little familiar, just like those black-robed people, his body disappeared after death, and disappeared into black qi.

Could it be that these soldiers have something to do with the black-robed people?

Just as he had this thought, his eyes froze, and he realized that something was wrong.

"How is ......that possible? Is this corpse gas?" someone shouted.

He ...... His body is made of corpse qi?" An old guy said in shock, but when he hit this person just now, he obviously felt flesh and blood, how could it be made of corpse qi?

Wang Dao and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in their eyes:

Corpse ...... Turned into a creature?(To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )