I have a long pupil

Chapter 608 The ghost corpse king appears

The Sand of Dixu (Yellow Grade 7)

1. The sand existing on the surface of Di Ruins is affected by the power of the divine domain and becomes the outermost force that protects Di Ruins.

2. Life force can be extracted from the divine realm, which can be used to refine magic weapons. Relevant techniques are required.

3. Here, life will be lost like water...

Looking at the white gravel in his hand, Zhang Biao was thoughtful, then raised his head and looked into the distance.

He knew where he had come.

According to the news from Xuanhuang, the God Realm is not peaceful. The territory is divided by the gods and mysterious formations are deployed.

There are chaotic battlefields between different areas of the gods, the earth is torn apart, and strange things continue.

Judging from the situation, he should have entered a certain divine territory related to life and death.

Zhang Biao has no prejudice against this.

Facing this terrifying formation, Rakshasa Corpse Lord could not sit still. He let out a dull roar, then rose into the air and presided over the formation himself.

The ghosts have completely surrendered to the Demon Realm. The fact that they can appear here means that they have obtained permission to enter through the gate of the Demon Realm.

He knew that he was probably close to the core area, and these were the invaders from other gods.

Half an hour later, something finally changed in the desert.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and figured out the reason.

The outer perimeter of this Di Ruins formation is only passive defense, but any movement further forward will trigger a large formation attack.

Those huge behemoths should have been wrapped in tornadoes, swallowing up all their life force in an instant.

The Tao itself has no distinction between good and evil, just like the method of ghosts. In ancient times, the underworld made the world stable, while ghosts became a scourge.

Sure enough, billowing black mist fell with a strong death aura, revealing a team of hundreds of people.

This Rakshasa Corpse Lord was originally the Rakshasa Vajra from ancient Buddhism. After death, he turned into a zombie and became famous in the world. Zhang Biao had seen it during the last siege of the Xuanhuang Secret Realm.

Without exception, they were all dead, without any sign of life, and became huge fossils.

Just as he was about to investigate further, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the distance, like thousands of ghosts howling.

Although the sand of Di Ruins can extract vitality, to a certain extent, it is also very good at covering up aura.

Before he could figure out why the other party was here, the ghost monks shook their black flags, turned into billowing death energy, enveloped everyone, and rushed towards the depths of the desert.

The Di Ruins storm was approaching in an instant, but strangely, it did not drain the vitality of these ghost cultivators. Instead, it roared wildly and blew the fireballs swaying.

Zhang Biao saw it and understood instantly.

Above the throne, a pitch-black ominous canopy floats, and a strange zombie sits on it, with two horns on its head, tangled muscles, and a metallic luster of indigo.

"Roar--!"

As he expected, the front formation was more powerful.

Zhang Biao was wary and stopped immediately.

As expected of a powerful combination, he squeezed the magic formula, and ancient zombies suddenly appeared around him, and more intense corpse fire surged out, forming a huge white fireball.

There are dragons and phoenixes with rare blood, there are also giants wearing armor, and some are so weird that they cannot be named.

"Ugh——!"

There are wild giant beasts, as huge as the ancient gods from the outside world.

There are all ghost cultivators in the team.

In the center of the team, there was a huge throne floating in the air. It was pulled by more than a dozen corpse beasts, and the corpse energy and will-o'-the-wisps formed a circle.

Rakshasa Corpse Lord!

Is it a ghost?

Zhang Biao frowned slightly and became more careful.

Zhang Biao was shocked and immediately deployed the Divine Court to protect himself. Then he used the earth escape technique and penetrated into the white desert.

The devil is probably operating nearby.

In the God Realm, various divine systems control the avenues. Although their power is terrifying, their attributes are also single. They only need to continuously strengthen the power of the God Realm.

There are also seven emotions and six desires, which can not only make billions of living beings thrive, but also breed terrifying demons.

Zhang Biao immediately knew the identity of this guy.

Call ~

As soon as the ghost monk entered, the originally peaceful desert immediately set off a sandstorm, getting faster and faster, forming huge white tornadoes.

At the same time, a powerful divine will came.

The ten supreme masters of the ghost realm, including the psychic, the Youquan, the Brahma and the Pure Ghost Buddha, have all fallen, but none of the remaining ones are good.

Soon, billowing black fog came from the southeast.

They all held up huge black flags and were extremely vigilant after falling. They always activated their formations to resist the power of the white desert.

He unfolded the small world of Shenting, and the sense of passage of life immediately disappeared, his hands returned to normal, and then he continued to move forward.

Those with the worst conduct are all Nascent Souls.

They are huge stone mountains standing in the white desert, but if you look closely, you can clearly see that there are countless corpses.

Although these ghost cultivators practice ghost ways, they are still lonely and have some vitality.

They use corpse fire to cover up their vitality, which has the same attributes as the formation. They only need to resist the sandstorm to enter the formation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly and squeezed the magic formula. The Youyin Temple among the eight scenes in the lower part suddenly roared and trembled.

Immediately, liquid-like thick black flames enveloped him.

This is the innate underworld fire.

When he refined the first divine disciple, he obtained the innate dark fire spiritual root from the other party, and after integrating it into the divine court, he could naturally use it.

This innate hell fire is also a kind of death attribute, which is far more advanced than the opponent's corpse fire.

Seeing these ghost cultivators walking away, Zhang Biao didn't waste any time and used Hell Fire to protect his body and followed closely behind. As soon as he entered the desert, Zhang Biao felt his whole body tense.

Even though he was hiding underground, the quicksand formed a vortex around him, sucking out life force crazily.

Fortunately, the innate hell fire was equally powerful. Although it was torn apart and twisted crazily, it still protected him firmly.

In this way, the two sides entered deeper into the desert one after another.

On the road, there are more and more mountains of fossil corpses.

Zhang Biao looked at it with his spiritual eyes and immediately knew the origin.

His previous guess was somewhat wrong.

In the battle between gods, the disciples are indeed used as pawns, but disciples are also considered strategic resources. Moreover, some gods are not many in number, so they naturally need other forces.

The territory of each pantheon will also breed a large number of tyrannical creatures based on different attributes, driven by them.

The wild bloodlines in the world, as well as dragons and phoenixes and other mythical beasts, all originated from here.

At the same time, he also knew the purpose of Rakshasa Corpse Lord.

After traveling thousands of miles, the fossil mountain range became larger and better preserved. Even the scales, claws and feathers were lifelike. It was obvious that he was also a tyrannical existence in life.

I saw the Rakshasa Corpse Lord coming to a giant dragon fossil, pinching the magic formula, digging into the mountain of corpses with both hands, opening his mouth and sucking in suddenly, and the rich white corpse fire was swallowed into his belly.

In less than half a stick of incense, cracks appeared in the corpse mountain fossil, and even the last trace of brilliance completely disappeared, and it collapsed suddenly.

This guy is absorbing corpse energy.

After all, he is a tyrannical creature in the God Realm. Although his life force was drained, he developed a huge amount of corpse energy after his death.

You know, although zombies are evil, they still need a little vitality before they can explode.

Just like when a corpse transforms, either someone drips blood, or the moon drops and the emperor oozes blood, or a black cat lies in a coffin.

In this desert of death, there is obviously no life, and the body has become a fossil, so it will not cause trouble.

By devouring these corpse energies, the Rakshasa Corpse Lord can save several years of training and increase its strength rapidly.

This is how the world of gods is, everyone has their destiny.

Although Zhang Biao wanted to destroy it, he knew that he was not a powerful opponent at this time, so he could only watch helplessly.

There was obviously a limit to the Rakshasa Corpse Lord's ability to swallow corpse energy. After a while, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and stopped, but he was in a good mood.

"Hahaha…"

He let out a deep laugh, "Those old ghosts probably wouldn't have thought that I would have this opportunity."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The ghost cultivators quickly bent down and held their hands.

The Rakshasa Corpse Lord was in a good mood, waving his hand and scattering white pills, "Everyone will be rewarded!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The ghost cultivators received the elixir with surprise on their faces.

They practice the ghost way by using zombies as their bodies. The elixir given by the Rakshasa Corpse Lord can greatly increase the strength of their bodies.

There was only one ghost cultivator who looked very close to the Rakshasa Corpse Lord. With a worried look on his face, he bent down and cupped his hands and said: "Master, the Five Turbid Demonic Paths are watching closely, we are afraid we have to go back."

"go back?"

Rakshasa Corpse Lord sneered: "Why go back?"

"The Five Turbid Demonic Paths control the gate to the God Realm and are very guarded against my ghost path. Only one person can come in at a time. I finally got the opportunity, how can I leave so easily!"

As he said that, he looked at the white desert around him and said, "Humph, I won't go back. This is the place where I will achieve enlightenment. When I advance to the Mahayana, what can even the five turbid demons do to me?"

"Let's go, I want to refine the corpse energy, and the place ahead must be the God's Domain. Let's see what opportunities there are."

With an order, many ghost cultivators moved forward again.

After walking for another half an hour, there was finally a change ahead.

A huge black lake appeared, and as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight.

The white desert and black lake form a strong contrast. Along both sides of the river, there are large areas of dead trees, as if they are standing guard.

And on the black lake, a stone bridge stood, leading straight to the depths of the lake. On the stone bridge, there were several erratic figures.

After Zhang Biao saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This is no black lake. It is clearly a gathering of innate underworld fire. Due to its flowing characteristics, it looks like surging water waves.

"stop!"

Rakshasa Corpse Lord also recognized this object. He looked at the figure on the bridge with doubts in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and pointed with his sharp claws.

Whoosh!

Beside him, a zombie clone roared out.

However, as soon as the zombie clone stepped onto the stone bridge, asphalt-like black hellfire surged up and engulfed it.

Call ~

Almost instantly, the Netherfire wrapped the zombie, like a pair of big hands, dragging it into the Netherfire Lake, and disappeared in an instant.

Rakshasa Corpse Lord gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

The innate dark fire could burn all things and form such a huge lake. He didn't know what formation was used, so he didn't dare to test it easily.

Rather than taking risks, it would be better to devour the fossilized corpse fire outside.

Many ghost cultivators were also frightened by the sight. They immediately retreated without any hesitation upon hearing this, and soon disappeared.

After they left for a long time, Zhang Biao showed his figure. He looked at the Hellfire Lake in front of him, thoughtfully, and began to twist the magic formula.

Fang Xiangzong was the first to practice the Xiangliang lineage.

The best among them is the Dark Fire Technique...

(End of this chapter)