Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 727 Yin Soldier
As for the clothes on the bones, they had been weathered long ago. Even the Valkyrie couldn't bear the strange laws in Death Valley.

The spirit of the undead is a very mysterious gas. It is neither dead, nor alive, nor spiritual. It is a gas that is condensed after countless people have died.

"It's a pity that those storage rings have been corroded, otherwise they can make a huge fortune!"

Lynch smiled wryly, and shook his head. There is a Nine Heavens Sword Sect below that needs to be taken care of, and the resources he left behind are estimated to last for three to five years.

Three to five years later, Lynch still felt lacking in thinking about growing up and needing more resources to pour in.

There was a gust of gloomy wind, and suddenly a strange cold wind blew up. Lynch shrank his neck and became holy with his body.

He stopped, a thick layer of white sweat emerged, and a strong crisis was approaching him.

Over the years of experience, I don't know how many times I have been on the verge of life and death, and this time is no exception, as if I was stared at by some mysterious thing.

This feeling is very bad, except for the cold wind all around, he is alone, there is thick fog everywhere, and he can't see too far.

No one has ever entered the Valley of the Undead, what it looks like inside, it is estimated that only the dead will know.

The dark wind became stronger and stronger, and the Dragon Slaying Sword appeared, and that kind of strong killing intent was rapidly approaching.

The right hand tightly held the dragon sword, never felt so tense.

Whether it was the Marrow Gambling Tournament, or being trapped on Thunder Island and facing enemies from all directions, Lynch faced it calmly.

That feeling was very uncomfortable, as if he was left here naked, with countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Ta Tata..."

The ground shook suddenly, as if countless armies were approaching. Rows of figures appeared from the clouds, like an army walking.

There was a burst of beating drums beating. This is the marching drum that the two armies will go to when they are fighting. How could it appear here.

Countless soldiers, armed with knives and halberds, charged towards Lin Qi, already treating him as an enemy on the battlefield.

A ghost-headed knife cut down on Lin Qi's head, the ghostly wind fluttered, Lin Qi dared not be careless, and waved the dragon sword to stop him.

With a sweep of the sword light, the ghost soldier was beheaded, turned into a cloud of undead spirit, and went straight to Lin Qi.

After killing one, more soldiers rushed up, densely packed, and all Lynch saw was his scalp exploding.

You can't see the side at a glance, and if you want to kill them all, even the warriors can't do it. These soldiers are not low in strength, and they all have the rank of warriors at the lowest level. What a powerful army this is.

Surrounded by soldiers, Lynch had no other choice but to fight, and was promoted to the second-rank Martial Saint, where he was released to his heart's content.

With the shadow of swords and swords, soldiers fell one by one, and the war drums in the distance became louder, as if the horn of charge was sounded, Lynch's clothes were already soaked.

Unknowingly, the battle lasted for an hour, killing thousands of soldiers, and all of them turned into pure undead spirit, which penetrated into Lynch's body.

The tree of death grew rapidly, and more death vines appeared, covering the entire root of death.

His arm started to go numb. Lynch was not a god. Three hours had passed, and the killing was still going on. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died of exhaustion.

The strength of the soldiers is also increasing, from the first-rank Martial Master to the ninth-rank Martial Master, and even some Martial Saints appear.

This made Lynch more and more stressed, and wounds appeared on his body, which was extremely strange.

The strange thing is that those wounds haven't healed yet, which makes Lynch frown tightly.

The killing was going on, Lynch was tired, and now he just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep. From morning to afternoon, the soldiers around him poured in continuously, as if they were endless.

As long as Lynch is alive, the killing will continue until he is exhausted.

With the passage of time, the realm of the soldiers became higher and higher. Lin Qi couldn't hold on to the fifth-rank Martial Saint who appeared unexpectedly, and the Jiujue Sword Soul was listless. After using it twice, it became like this .

In this way, the spirit of the undead did not corrode him, and he died in the hands of strange soldiers.

"and many more!"

While Lynch was fighting, his mind was running fast. Things were by no means that simple. He always felt that he had overlooked something.

"That's right, it's the spirit of the undead!"

He ignored the most essential thing, Lynch looked up to the sky and laughed, tears streaming down his face, he swung the long sword in his hand, and the three soldiers who rushed over were chopped off in half.

An incredible idea was born in Lynch's mind. These soldiers did exist, and even existed for a long time, so long that Lynch could not even imagine.

Maybe ten thousand years ago, maybe 10 years ago, this place must have been a battlefield.

After those soldiers died, they formed an endless aura of undead, and then evolved into the valley of the undead, binding their last scene here.

Once a stranger approaches, the spirit of the undead is automatically activated, and the image of his life appears by himself, and Lynch becomes their enemy.

This is Lynch's conjecture, which is very well-founded. In the depths of the Valley of the Undead, it stretches as far as the eye can see, like a grassland overlooking the endless, which is suitable for short-handed handover and marching.

It's just that Lynch doesn't understand how strong this army has to be if all warriors are soldiers.

In the Seventh Heaven, it is impossible for Martial Saints to be like locusts, everywhere. There are endless soldiers here. It is not surprising that there is probably a Martial God soldier.

The Valkyrie is almost a top-level existence in the Seventh Heaven, but he is actually a soldier here. How can Lynch not be surprised or afraid.

If anyone had such an army, wouldn't they be able to sweep the Nine Heavens.

There is only one possibility. This kind of army came from ancient times, or even longer. It is rumored that at that time, it was the paradise for practitioners.

After undergoing countless changes, how many secrets of exercises have disappeared into the dust of history, and countless treasures of heaven and earth have disappeared since then.

Cultivation has become more perfect, but it has become more and more difficult.

When a person dies, a faint breath of death can be released.

If a hundred people die, a strong corpse can be released.

If a thousand people die, a trace of undead spirit can be released.

If 1, [-], or even a million people died, Lynch didn't dare to think about it anymore, because a more powerful army appeared, stepping on the auspicious clouds, and unexpectedly appeared the breath of an emperor.

No wonder the Valley of the Undead bury dead bodies, even if a peak martial god enters, he will never get out alive unless he ignores the aura of the undead.

It seems unreal, but it is real, and everything alternates in illusion.

The overwhelming army will soon overwhelm Lynch. Facing such a team, Lynch has almost no hope of winning.

"The monsters that have been dead for tens of thousands of years are just phantoms. I am fighting them ridiculously!"

Lynch laughed at himself. From the very beginning, he was wrong, and he only came to his senses at this moment. Fortunately, he was in time, otherwise his physical strength would be exhausted.

"The Blood Sacrifice of Silence!"

The tree of death suddenly appeared, took root in the ground, and unscrupulously sucked in the surrounding undead air. Those soldiers suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of undead air, which became the nourishment of the tree of death.

They have been dead for an unknown number of years, and they don't even have any thoughts. They just retain the consciousness before death and continue to attack.

The tree of death is growing crazily, getting taller and taller, covering the sky and the sun, like an ancient sacred tree.

Standing under the sacred tree, he felt the changes brought about by the spirit of the undead. After those powers were fed back to his body, Lynch's strength continued to rise.

It's a pity that it can't bring about a change in the realm. This does not prevent Lynch from improving his strength, and there are more and more rules.

So many soldiers died, including many high-level martial saints. Even if there were no laws contained in them, so many martial saints were enough for Lynch to feast on.

Lin Qi was shocked by the growth rate of his physical body and energy. Now facing a fifth-rank Martial Saint, he might be able to blow him up with a single punch.

This is the effect brought about by the increase in strength. After absorbing it for a full hour, all the lost strength returned, but the whole body was filled with more powerful energy fluctuations.

Even the seventh-rank Martial Saints can't compare to the thick and thick Martial Saints' laws.

Like an iron chain, Lynch's flesh and bones were firmly locked together, forming an unbreakable physical body.

With one punch, there was a slight fluctuation in the space in front of him, like a tide, sending countless soldiers flying.

"So strong!"

Feeling the changes brought about by his body, Lynch's face revealed a horrified expression. This punch could seriously injure a sixth-rank Martial Saint.

In addition, with all the cards out of the hole, it shouldn't be a big problem to kill the sixth-rank Martial Saint.

Until dusk, the physical body was finally saturated, and the tree of death stopped absorbing, reaching a critical value. If the absorption continued, Lynch's physical body would explode unless he broke through the realm.

There is a limit to the capacity of the human body, beyond this limit, it will be counterproductive.

Take back the tree of death, entrenched in the root of the spirit, with just one thought, the death vine can extend to every corner of the void, a horrible mess.

Walking in the Valley of the Undead, I am no longer afraid of those soldiers, the drums are beating, and they are actually retreating at the sound of gold.

The battle came quickly and went even faster. The Valley of the Undead instantly returned to calm, and the surrounding wind gradually disappeared.

"I actually saw the legendary Yin soldiers."

In an ancient book, many things about Yin soldiers were recorded.

Especially in some battlefields, countless soldiers died. At night, some people even saw the scene of soldiers fighting, and there were bursts of horns.

Ordinary people call it Yinbing crossing the road, and some people call it phantom, no matter which one it is, it has the same meaning.

After death, there is really a trace of soul, but tens of thousands of years have passed, and the soul has become the spirit of the undead, unable to form a solid state, and it has become like this.

At night, the spirit of the undead will gather together, some people can see it with the naked eye, and some people can't see it, and they can feel the gust of wind.

This is also one of the reasons why many battlefields have become dead places, uninhabitable, because the yin there is too heavy.

If he encounters dark soldiers opening the way, he will be scared to death. Even if Lin Qi has a strong mind, he will still break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, there is a tree of death, otherwise, like those predecessors, he would stay here forever.

(End of this chapter)