At the northern end of the continent of Alans, it is home to the gathering place of necromancers and the ultimate altar of the dead

From here, a large number of high-level undead demons were born, and many demons have set off endless bloody rain among human shijie, the most famous of which is none other than two people.

A man named Farry, two thousand years ago, in the darkest years of the Silent Age, he led an army of the undead that stretched to the end of the horizon with no end in sight, crossing the Wyvern Desert and invading the Aramen Shijie

The other is undoubtedly the Eastern Emperor Heavenly ......

Now, for Feng Qinglang and the others, who were kidnapped by the spiritual power of the Eastern Emperor Heaven, it is a moment to witness history

What is a bit of a fly in the ointment is that these ghosts from the future, each of them must also accompany the Eastern Emperor Heaven to lie on the altar of the ultimate undead.

The altar is all made of the finest undead stones, which are legendary special stones that will be cold to the bones once they are shrouded in the canopy of the dead, and their price is far higher than the same weight of gold

Even as spiritual beings, they don't know if it's due to psychological effects, but they can feel the slightest chill coming from their backs......

The person concerned, Dong Di Tian, was even more covered with a layer of white frost mist all over his body, and whenever he wanted to dispel this cold with liliang, the old voice would come from above the sky: "Please be patient, Your Excellency Dong Di Tian's cold to the bones is part of the blood of the undead demon."

Dong Ditian gave up using Liliang to resist, but he was so cold that he kept fighting, and it can be seen that he has actually endured it with great endurance...... The tenacity of the Emperor Heaven of the East is still like this, and everyone can't imagine how cold the undead stone is

Perhaps, Dongdi Tian didn't know how long he had been lying quietly in such a Jedi, but Feng Qinglang, who was in the memory of the other party, only felt that it was a momentary time, and they could only guess that it must be a short time based on the rapidly changing cascading sand paintings of the undead canopy......

Above the sky, the old voice came again: "Your Excellency Dongdi Tian, between life and death, there is a way of survival, called life is better than death, only by getting out of this way, can death no longer be the only end of life, and it is possible to rebirth you from the fire, are you ready?"

Dong Ditian, whose teeth trembled, only used his rapidly blinking eyes to convey his inner consent.

Feng Qinglang turned his head slightly, and he could see a large number of undead guards, who were lining up to the edge of the altar, pouring the undead flowers in the basket on their backs, although their movements were stiff, they were instinctively cautious, avoiding any contact with the altar's undead stones.

When a group of guards finished dumping, they retreated neatly, replaced by another large number of undead guards, and continued to dump the undead flowers......

It is said that this kind of flower that can only be seen in the land of extreme yin has not been seen in many people's lives, but now Feng Qinglang them, looking around, are all the existence of this kind of flower, which is a little more beautiful than what is seen in the illustrated book, with a sense of arrogance and dust, and the smell is a faint fragrance, which is not only like the smell of the first gust of wind that a monk who lives in the mountains and wilderness smells in the morning, but also like the smell that should appear in the most fragrant dream of childhood

When the group of kidnapped people were secretly intoxicated, Dongfang Pei smiled bitterly: "Our current spiritual power has been completely suppressed...... This is just the memory of the Eastern Emperor Heaven, in fact, the real undead flower may not be so

Everyone suddenly realized, it turned out that it was just the feeling of Dong Ditian at that time, it was desperate that he was still longing for Shijie......

So he turned his head sideways, and sure enough, he could see a hint of a smile overflowing from the corner of Dongdi Tian's mouth.

When these undead flowers were piled up at a height of Qi high on the periphery, extending the diameter of the entire altar by nearly ten meters, a large number of mourning bells appeared, on the surface, it seemed to be a kind of silver-gray small bell, in fact, it was also a plant that could only grow in the extreme shade of the earth, when it moved with the wind, there would be no sound, only when it met with the undead flower, it would happen as loud as a wind chime, crisp and pleasant.

One by one, they fell into the undead flowers, and the light bells rang endlessly, at first they were just chaotic, but after countless collisions, it seemed to vaguely become a beautiful ancient ballad, melodious and long, and people couldn't help but sway their thoughts with it, as if returning to some deepest and sweetest dream.

Dongfang Pei continued to remind: "It's just that Dongdi Tian thought it was like this......

This made Wu Ganela couldn't help but complain: "Your Excellency Dongfang Pei, can you not be so cruel?"

Dongfang Pei shouted: "The old man is just worried that you will be lost because of this."

Next, there are all kinds of complicated preparation rituals, it can be seen that even in the undead shijie, this should be the ultimate undead ritual of a very high standard, maybe the physical condition of the Eastern Emperor is too poor, or maybe the first person in the Eastern Emperor Heaven to be a human shijie......

When hundreds of necromancers appeared on the stage, even Dongfang Pei and Riyino felt a little suffocated, they didn't know what the real strength of these necromancers was, but in terms of mental fluctuations alone, they were all peerless powerhouses in terms of spiritual power

Under the canopy of the undead, there was the looming forty-eight-pointed star, and under its witness, half of the hundreds of necromancers sat down with their eyes closed, and the other half began to chant the hymn of the undead in a neat voice, which was a murmuring voice, without obvious high and low syllables, and could not hear any of the words, but from it could be heard a kind of resistance and unyielding

The sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, resounding through the heavens and the earth, shijie everything, it seemed that all of them had become a part of this sound, and the forty-eight-pointed stars in the sky gradually became clear, and the silver-gray light flowed on the body of the night emperor sky dots by stars.

The lifeless body of the Eastern Emperor seemed to be full of vitality again, as if Nirvana would be reborn at any time and stand up

But when this feeling became more and more intense, the chanting stopped, the forty-eight-pointed star suddenly faded, and the canopy of the undead above his head suddenly broke open

The early morning sunlight poured on the altar of the dead without warning, and Feng Qinglang and the others also felt that the sunlight was so dazzling at this time, as if it was full of crushing liliang

The toughness of the Emperor of the East directly let out an earth-shattering wail, he bled from his seven holes, and his image was extremely poignant, and the flesh on his whole body directly began to rot slowly, and under the scorching of the sun, he broke away piece by piece

until the blood has flowed completely, and the flesh has fallen off in two......

Looking at such a drastic change, everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a chill, the capital punishment in the world is nothing more than this, the voice on the sky said that life is worse than death, I'm afraid it is not enough to form this strange process

The Eastern Emperor Heaven had completely turned into a skeleton, only the upper and lower jaws were still together, but they couldn't let out any terrible roars

Finally, the sun slowly receded, and the canopy of the dead closed again

The necromancers on the periphery, the people who sat down to rest the night before slowly stood up, and the mages who chanted before sat down and closed their eyes to recuperate, the murmuring hymn of the dead sang again, and a miracle was born, Dongditian's body slowly began to repair, and the blood began to flow again, as if nothing had happened before, Dongditian's body slowly filled with liliang again, when everyone had an illusion, Dongditian was truly reborn this time, but the canopy of the dead opened again, and the sun was expected to pour down, For Dongditian, the process of life being worse than death is repeated again......

I don't know how many years have passed

I only knew that the picture I saw in front of me became faster and faster, and the wailing of the Eastern Emperor Heaven became smaller and smaller, and the bright red blood flowing out of it slowly turned into silver gray......

Wanglou gasped and muttered, "How many years have he lived like this?"

Feng Qinglang said calmly: "It's been almost ten years. ”

Wanglou scoffed and said, "How can you judge that we have all lost the concept of time." ”

Feng Qinglang laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have my own way to judge." ”

The watchtower was still about to refute, but suddenly it seemed to remember something, and he shut up decisively.

Only then did everyone realize that in addition to the ruthless man of Dongdi Tian, who had gone through ten years of undead rituals, there seemed to be a demon who had walked out of a thousand years......

At this time, it was another time when the undead canopy opened, and the sunlight at this time was no longer so scorching, but faintly a little dazzling, and in the light, there seemed to be something more.