God of Killing

After Shi Yan finished speaking, Yi Tianmo and others fell silent.

They wholeheartedly want to go to the Tianyin Ancient Tomb to obtain the inheritance of their ancestors, inherit the Yin Fu Sutra of the Tianyin Ancient Tomb, and strengthen and grow the race.

But after listening to Shi Yan's explanation, they realized that the ghost pattern tribe had already existed in the Tianyin Ancient Tomb, and that they were also part of the ghost pattern tribe. However, after countless years of changes, they had lost the ghost pattern that they relied on for survival. The body is weak, but the light retains the strength of the soul.

Without the ghost pattern, they are incomplete, and it may be difficult for them to gain recognition from the ghost pattern tribe.

According to Shi Yan, the Ghost Pattern Clan hates all living beings and will soon make a big move to cause a bloody storm in the land of China.

This is not what they want. The Ghost Pattern Clan's approach is too extreme for them.

"This is the situation. The relationship between you and the Ghost Pattern Clan is very complicated. If you want to be recognized by the Ghost Pattern Clan, you can go to the Tianyin Ancient Tomb alone. I will not stop you." Shi Yan said calmly.

Yi Tianmo and the other three continued to remain silent.

After a while, Yi Tianmo said: "We have to think about it. By the way, the changes in the energy of heaven and earth seem to be very beneficial to us. There is a strong yin energy seeping out of the energy of heaven and earth, which gradually speeds up our cultivation. "

Shi Yan's face changed slightly.

"It's not just them, we are the same." Dishan also said.

Yitianmo and Dishan are both alien races. Their body structure and cultivation methods are very different from the human race. As the energy of the world changes, the cultivation environment of these two races becomes more and more beneficial to them. This is not a good sign.

Emperor Yang Qing was also keenly aware of the danger, and remained calm and silent.

"The Yang family's Tianmen leading to the Fourth Demonic Realm completely exploded. A thick amount of demonic energy flowed out from that area, and a huge space gap appeared. There are no barriers between the Fourth Demonic Realm and our Endless Sea. Demon masters can easily come in." Yang Zhuo said helplessly.

"There must have been great changes in the Fourth Demon Realm." Emperor Yang Qing nodded, "Not only the Fourth Demon Realm, but also the seventh underworld, Tang Yunan said. The Tianmen over there no longer exists, and there is a large amount of underworld energy coming from the bottom of the sea. Well out. Moreover, Tang Yuannan said that the underworld sea in the seventh underworld has undergone amazing changes, and an extremely terrifying underworld aura has emerged from under the underworld sea. Perhaps the underworld underneath has also broken?"

"The underworld below? What's going on?" Shi Yan asked in confusion.

"The seven-level underworld is divided into seven levels. Among them, only the upper four levels appear, and the bottom three levels are always in a sealed state. According to the underworld people, the bottom three levels of the underworld are their paradise. There are the strongest underworld people. Treasures and soul inheritance, there may still be masters of the Underworld alive..." Emperor Yang Qing became solemn in vain.

Shi Yan's eyes were bright, he took a deep breath and said: "It seems that the Endless Sea will not be peaceful."

Emperor Yang Qing nodded slightly.

"Although I don't know what happened, judging from the current signs, the entire land of China is undergoing great changes. Grandpa, the power here in the Endless Sea is not enough. I want to see if you can first move some of the low-level clansmen to In the land of China, I now have a territory directly under the Guangming Cult..."

Shi Yan tried to convince him.

To his surprise, Emperor Yang Qing readily agreed and said with a smile: "You are very powerful. You can actually create a teleportation array. It's very good. After all, the land of China is the center, and martial arts is prevalent there. , There are many masters, I have the intention to get the Yang family over, and what you do is exactly what I want."

Shi Yan was happy when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the leader of the Guangming Cult, Shun Hao, is not a stingy person, and he should be very welcome. Well, Grandpa, you and Tang Yuannan should also contact you. It's best to let him He also moved the Three Gods Religion there. The Three Gods Religion is part of the Light God Religion and is more easily accepted by the Light God Religion."

"I, I will arrange it." Emperor Yang Qing nodded, "Over the years, our Yang family has received a lot of cultivation resources from the Endless Sea and the Fourth Demon Realm. Even if we go to the land of China, we will not be destitute. It is enough for us to be rich. life. Well, I need some time.”

Shi Yan smiled, spoke affectionately to Emperor Yang Qing and Shi Jian, then asked Emperor Yang Qing about Qing Ming's whereabouts, and left quietly.

...Qing Ming is in a corpse burial place in the Corpse God Cult.

Since Corpse Mountain and Corpse Sea became the helmsman of the Corpse God Cult, Qing Ming's rights have been emptied out. The corpse slaves who were originally enslaved by the Corpse God Cult have become disciples of the Corpse God Cult overnight. Their original masters have They were kicked out one after another.

The corpse burial place where Qing Ming was staying at this time was crowded with many disciples of the Corpse God Sect of the human race, but unfortunately there were no corpse slaves available.

In the struggle for the power of the Corpse God Sect, he lost to a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​corpses. He had to move out of the main sect with his human disciples and found a remote area to survive.

The Corpse God Cult, led by Corpse Mountain and Corpse Sea, slowly rose and became the most special force in the Endless Sea, only slightly inferior to the Garo Sea.

On this day, Qing Ming was in the burial place with sinister eyes, and he listened to the elder below angrily. The more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became.

"What did you say? Are you mistaken? So many corpse slaves have gained wisdom?" Qing Ming listened for a while, opened his eyes wide, and screamed.

Li Yue smiled bitterly, "Really, I received news that for some reason, the corpse slaves in other burial places are gradually showing signs of wisdom. Their life forms seem to be quietly changing, becoming, It has become even stranger than the fluctuations of our souls..."

"How is this possible!" Qing Ming sternly said, "The corpse slaves are only condensed from corpses and have no souls at all. How could they undergo such strange changes? It's not just a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​corpses, through some weird method , do you have a wise soul?"

"I really don't understand." Li Yue was also full of doubts. "Our methods of controlling the corpse slaves have begun to fail, and they no longer have any binding force on the corpse slaves. Also, I tried to use the control method from a distance. The corpse’s spell almost backfired, and the corpse slave made me extremely mentally injured!”

Qing Ming was completely stunned.

He could never have imagined that not only had the leaders of these corpse slaves whom he treated as slaves changed, but even the humble little corpse slaves would also gain wisdom.

This change was far beyond his understanding.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

In the depths of his eyes, clusters of green flames condensed like lightning, and soon a wisp of consciousness dispersed.

"The world has undergone tremendous changes. The energy of the world now is different from before. The zombie clan slowly begins to awaken and gradually becomes stronger. This is inevitable. You don't need to worry so much." The thought of Bijue Corpse Fire, in Qing Ming The sea of ​​consciousness rippled.

Qing Ming was shocked.

The sun, moon and stars appeared in the sky together, and they have not changed until now. Qing Ming also knows this clearly.

Listening to what Vijue Zhihuo said, the corpse slave's gradual acquisition of sanity seemed to be related to the great changes in the world, which made him very surprised, "What's going on?"

"Do you want to regain control of the Corpse God Cult?" Bijue Corpse Fire did not answer, but asked.

"Regain control? What can you do?" Qing Ming was surprised.

"You will refine yourself into a corpse, and then you can completely merge with me. At that time, you will become a member of the corpse clan. With me, you will surpass the mountains of corpses and seas of corpses and become the leader of the new generation of corpse clan. How about it?" Bijue Corpse Fire was good at tempting him, bewitching him like a devil.

"Wha, what? Turn yourself into a corpse?" Qing Ming suddenly changed color, the light in his eyes disappeared, and his will was lost.

"Yes, you can turn yourself into a corpse. The corpse clan is one of the ten ancient clans. It is more powerful than your human race. The energy of the world before was not suitable for the development and growth of the corpse clan, but it is different now. As long as you are willing to do this Do it, I can guarantee that you will not only be able to control the Corpse God Cult, but you will even have the opportunity to control this continent. Only when you become a corpse can you truly integrate with me and exert my power. Also, I know the magical powers of the ancient corpse clan. Mysterious truth, you can practice it after you become a corpse."

Qing Ming was stunned, his eyes were blank, and he stood there motionless.

The reason why he was able to become the leader of the Corpse God Cult was because when he was young, he wandered into a random graveyard and accidentally obtained the Bijue Corpse Fire. Then he smoothly used the extremely skilled method of controlling corpses. From the small followers of the Corpse God Cult, they became the top leaders.

He knew that everything he had today was because of the corpse fire.

It's a pity that until now, he and Bijue Zhihuo have not been able to truly merge into one, and they only have a cooperative relationship.

He also knows the secrets passed down in ancient times, and knows that after truly merging with Sky Fire, he can get greater benefits. He has ideas in this regard, but he cannot realize them.

Now Bijue Zhihuo proposed that he should become a corpse first, and then he could merge and get the inheritance of the ancient corpse clan. He didn't know whether it was true or not, but he was tempted to move.

"The Corpse Clan, the leader of the Corpse Clan, rules the continent..."

Qing Ming murmured, a faint green light flickered in the depths of his eyes, and his consciousness and will seemed to be gradually affected. He still didn't know it, and was still thinking deeply.

Slowly, as if his soul had been taken away, he walked in a daze towards a site dedicated to refining corpses.

Several astonished followers of the Corpse God Cult on the road were overwhelmed by the green Bijue Corpse Fire before they even got close to him. Not long after, they turned into a cold corpse with a strange aura exuding from their bodies, but their souls were not destroyed. , but is changing quietly, as if undergoing some special transformation.

Along the way, Qing Ming saw that all the believers of the Corpse God Sect had turned into corpses. With blank eyes, he came to the corpse refining site alone, sat down in a coffin, and started the corpse refining formation.

The strong underground corpse gas surged out from beneath the burial place and poured into the coffin through countless slender tubes.

Qing Ming sat there, motionless, and the Bijue Corpse Fire in his eyes was extremely excited, seeming to be absorbing Qing Ming's soul to carry out the transformation of the Heavenly Fire.

In the sky where the corpse was buried, countless silvery-white light spots were separated by the changing energy of heaven and earth. Attracted by this piece, they scattered on the burial place and poured into the coffin where Qing Ming lay, performing a strange refining process. Corpse move.

(To be continued)