I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 216: The General of the Corpse King Revives Strangely! (ask for order)
Passing through the long and narrow path, the sound of the pattering rain outside gradually faded away.

This road has not been visited for many years, and the ground is covered with thick dust.

The further you go forward, the hotter the temperature in the air will be.And mixed with a strong smell of blood, as if in a bloody slaughterhouse.

Song Ci carried Song Yanlin's body on his back and followed behind the clan elder.

Almost couldn't help retching.

Fortunately, Song Zang, the patriarch who was walking in the front, seemed to be aware of it, and took the initiative to disperse the strength of his body, forming a translucent fluid barrier to isolate the bloody smell in the cave.

Song Ci didn't feel better until this time.

Click!

At the end of the corridor is a semicircular archway.

The two gates were pale white, with ancient inscriptions written in blood on them.

The remaining blood has turned black due to the passage of time, and the distorted fonts still remain. It is conceivable how desperate the people who wrote these inscriptions hundreds of years ago must have been.

Gudong!

Song Ci swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His face was pale, and he felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The gray-haired clan elder paused for a moment, as if making up his mind.

After two or three breaths, he raised his head and continued to move his hands. He bit his finger and wrote a strange symbol on the stone gate.

Rumble!
The black blood characters on the stone gate lit up one after another.

Wriggling like a distorted earthworm, it turned into a huge "卍" character, and then slowly opened towards the inside.

The area inside Shimen is not large.

In the center is a stone bed more than two meters long.

There are iron chains vertically and horizontally above, and above the stone bed is a locked box.

There are yellow runes on the box.

The elders of the Song family stepped forward and uncovered the runes on the box.Those chains broke one after another and scattered on the ground under the action of gravity.

Click!
The box trembled slightly.

The red light escaped from the gap like water waves.

Song Ci heard the sound of his heart beating, it was so strong, it was like the rumbling drums on the battlefield where the two armies were confronting each other.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and the dull and uncomfortable feeling became more and more obvious.

Song Ci put Song Yanlin's body on the stone bed.

Pale.

He felt that the atmosphere here became more and more strange, even the tyrannical master's cultivation could not make him feel at ease.He could only keep praying, hoping that this matter would end quickly and that he could return to the clan safely.

"Old Song Tibetan, do we really want to do this?"

Behind him was a white-haired old man with a look of fear on his face, and finally couldn't hold back, he took the initiative to say:

"That monster, but our ancestors paid a huge price and sacrificed countless people to seal it. But even so, it can't be completely killed. We can only disassemble his body parts and disperse the suppression. Use the mighty power of time to slowly obliterate it."

"You're right."

Song Zang turned his head and said coldly, "But now more than 700 years have passed, even if it is a true demon in the legend, it should have died after such a long time."

"and…"

He softened his tone and continued,
"Nowadays the world is in a time of great controversy. My Song family seems to have infinite prestige, but all of this is based on the strength of the returning virtual master. I thought that Song Zhongjin would become the second returning virtual master of our Song family. But I never thought that Liu Qingqing's wicked dragon would be so vicious."

Song Zang gritted his teeth, his tone full of hatred.

"If the news spreads, then everything our Song family currently owns will become a castle in the air, and within half a month, we will be liquidated by our opponents."

"so--

We must do this.

As long as I have other choices, how can I violate the legacy left by my ancestors? "

"But if that fierce demon is released, I'm afraid the common people in the world will suffer catastrophe. Today's Great Moon Dynasty can't compare with Great Zhao at its peak in the past." The clan elder in the team spoke again.

"If my Song family dies, what's the use of living in this world?" Song Zang sneered.

"After I die, don't care about the flood.

I have made up my mind!

You don't need to say much about this matter. "

Seeing Song Zang's resolute attitude, several elders in the team could only sigh and kept silent.

This conversation made Song Zang make up his mind.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and directly reached out and tore the yellow talisman paper off the box.

The sealed ten-thousand-year spade wooden box could no longer suppress the terrifying blood energy, and it was completely opened with a click. The blood-colored light flowed in the cave like sticky hot glue, so thick that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Song Ci was shocked.

Just a heart.

After being sealed for more than 700 years, there is still such a terrifying sense of oppression.

How powerful must this legendary monster named "General" be when he was alive.I am afraid that only the legendary immortals from the upper realm can suppress and dismember him.

boom!
The powerful blood that spewed out.

With just a slight shock, the wooden box in his hand was torn apart inch by inch.

A heart the size of a baby's head was placed in Song Zang's hands like this.

After hundreds of years, this heart has obviously shriveled, but it is still vibrating slightly, and a decaying vitality is still shrouded in it, retaining a certain degree of activity.

"call--"

Song Zang took a deep breath and forced himself to concentrate.

Holding the heart in his hands, he came to Song Yanlin's body, and carefully placed the heart on the wound where Song Yanlin was pierced from front to back.

Stab it!

After feeling the bloody smell.

The heart seemed to be instantly activated, rushing into the wound at an extremely fast speed.

fills the vacancy in it.

That's fast.

Even the few masters present did not respond.

"This..." Song Ci instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and a sense of danger made him restless like a tarsus.

But things have developed to this point, even if he feels uncomfortable, he has no other choice but to stay here and wait for the result.

Densely packed with blood-colored threads like a spider's web.

Continuously grow and spread outward.

Layers upon layers of wounds were covered in just a few breaths.Song Yanlin's open wounds on the front and back have miraculously healed and completely disappeared from his body.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The sound of a strong heartbeat.

It came from the chest steadily, full of rhythm.

First there was a slight twitch of one finger, and then the whole body was convulsed and trembling.

As time passed, the shaking gradually became gentler, until finally she lay quietly on the cold stone bed.

Eyelids trembled slightly, then opened.

Under everyone's surprise eyes, Song Yanlin slowly got up from the stone bed.

"I am—"

He lowered his head and looked at his fingers.

Stretching out his hand and touching his head, it seemed that a memory had disappeared from his mind.

"Yan Lin!"

Song Zang hurriedly took a step forward, with tears of excitement in his eyes.

"Do you remember me?" He grabbed Song Yanlin's hand, his tone no longer as calm as before.

"Of course I remember."

Song Yanlin was puzzled, but he still said naturally, "You are Song Zang, my second uncle. And you, you are Song Ci, my ineffective nephew."

He told the names of the people around him one by one, as well as their origins.

There are even shared experiences in the past.

Hanging breath.

At this time, it was truly letting go, and Song Yanlin got up from the stone bed without haste.

He looked at the crowd vying to celebrate, his brows gradually raised.

Headache!

A tearing pain!

The ferocious silver-white giant dragon and the giant bathed in the flames appeared in front of him again.

The burning sky, the falling corpse, the severe pain when the heart was dug out, and the powerless dizziness of falling into the pool of water.

correct!

I remembered!
Song Yanlin's pupils trembled, and he remembered everything.

He is dead.

Killed by Liu Qingqing and Su Heng.

Then why is he still alive now, and how did he survive.

"Of course I came back alive as a general." A cold and resentful voice sounded in Song Yanlin's mind.

"Who are you!?"

Song Yanlin was startled and scolded sharply.

But before he could think about it carefully, his remaining consciousness was completely destroyed as easily as a tide washed away a sand sculpture.

A cold and vicious thought spread wildly in Song Yanlin's consciousness.

Within a few breaths, it took over his body completely.

"Hahaha!" Song Yanlin's tall and burly body was shrouded in shadow, and a hearty laugh burst out from his sharp teeth.

Song Zang and the others stiffened.

gradually turned around——

Seeing a pair of greedy red eyes staring at him.

"I have to thank you for letting me out of the cage." Song Yanlin stepped forward and said with a smile, "If we continue to be imprisoned like this for another few hundred years, even this heart can survive, but the remaining The consciousness in it will also disappear completely in a long time."

"Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road. I can continue my revenge."

"Yan Lin, wake up!" Song Zang shouted anxiously, hoping to wake up his nephew's consciousness from his body.But it is doomed to be futile.

"Song Yanlin is dead, and now the general is alive!"

The burly body said in a hoarse voice, and repeated with emphasis, "It's the general of the corpse king!"

Swish!
His corpse-stained fingers stretched forward.

Song Zang's head exploded as easily as crushing a rotten tomato, and there was no time to react.

"To suffer!"

The expressions of the remaining elders changed dramatically.

But this situation was also within their worst expectation, the strength of their bodies immediately connected as one, and violently pressed forward.

"Too weak, has the Song family weakened to this extent after so many years?"

The general sneered and took a step forward.

His figure disappeared immediately.

Bang bang bang!
There was a crisp sound like setting off firecrackers in the air, the heads of the elders exploded one by one, and the headless corpses slowly fell to the ground.

The general appeared near the arch.

Spread your arms out.

The blood turned into mist and was absorbed into his body.

The corpses of the elders shriveled continuously during this process, and in the end there were only twisted corpses less than one meter high, with no human appearance at all, and they looked extremely miserable.

"The action is a little slower than expected."

To easily kill seven or eight masters is just a trivial matter for the generals.

But the problems exposed in it caught his attention.

"I see."

It didn't take long for the general to find out the cause of the problem.

The scenes that happened when he was dying were played repeatedly in his memory.

is hate—

Strong resentment towards Su Heng and Liu Qingqing.

Preventing Jiang Chen from completely merging with this corpse, Jiang Chen carefully watched the pictures in Song Yanlin's memory, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Hahaha!"

He could no longer suppress the joy in his heart.

Laughing out loud in the dreadful rain.

"A real dragon, and a body-refining master who is not weaker than the top blood corpses, it's really God's help!" The general was still thinking about how to quickly restore his strength to the peak, but he didn't expect that a road to the sky would be thrown away like this! in front of.

"However, with the strength I have now, I'm afraid I can't do anything to those two guys."

The general groped his chin.

Xianshan has a close relationship with the immortals in the upper realm.

If you launch an attack rashly, you may expose your identity.

He has just woken up, and he doesn't have the means and confidence to directly confront the immortal.Although the inner emotions are urgent, I have to put this matter aside for the time being.

"Let's go and collect the remaining organs first, and then we can restore [-] to [-]% of the level at the peak." The general said to himself, "And this national teacher Tuotuo, Song Yanlin's death has nothing to do with him Hmm...Even my awakening seems to be in his calculations, this kind of feeling is not very good, let's stop by and pay a visit."

laugh!
The general's body was filled with blood.

Disappeared in the rain, almost at the same time.

In the Song Family Ancestor's house not far away, ear-piercing screams full of fear came one after another, and then stopped abruptly.

The red lanterns were extinguished in the rain. In less than a quarter of an hour, the originally bustling courtyard fell into complete silence.

From a servant to a family elder with the cultivation of a master——

In just a quarter of an hour.

Coefficients are killed.

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"Hiss, this feeling—"

Daokan Mountain.

Su Heng sat cross-legged in a closed grotto, holding the heart Liu Qingqing gave him in his hand.

He is planning to swallow this heart and break through the 16-meter mark.

Unlocks the seventh talent.

But just now, an inexplicable cold feeling suddenly appeared.

It was as if some terrible monster was lurking in the darkness, staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes, wishing he could pounce on him immediately and tear him apart and devour him.

"It's a joke to treat me as a prey!"

With Su Heng's cultivation level, he would definitely not doubt his intuition. He could guess that there was a terrifying existence staring at him.

Extremely powerful.

But he didn't feel too scared, instead, he felt the excitement of meeting his opponent.

"Break through the pass first, and then go meet him."

Su Heng spoke coldly, then raised his head and swallowed the heart in his hand.

In an instant, a wave of heat exploded in his abdomen, sweeping across his body like a tsunami torrent.

(End of this chapter)