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Chapter 510 The Hundred Year Plan 1 (Subscribe)

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Chaos rippled layer upon layer.

In the void, it exploded into countless dazzling ripples.The ripples contained mysterious information and knowledge. When floating over the human body, it made people's minds swell, as if they were forcibly stuffed with all kinds of miscellaneous information.

The endless smell of blood, mixed with the strong smell of corpses, accompanied by the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, filled the entire hall.

The fog condensed in the very center exploded suddenly.

A bloody mountain, sea, pool and forest full of human bones, corpses, flesh and blood, viscera, muscles and bones, etc., was exposed in front of everyone.

The impact this brought to everyone can be imagined.

The scene in front of him was too shocking.The corpses were piled up along the chains to form a mountain of corpses, and the blood and internal organs turned into a sea of ​​blood; how could there be such a terrifying scene in the world, and how many people would have to die to cause this scene?
Million people?

10 people?
Or millions?
And how could so many people die in one place?
How could it be possible to die here at the same time?

What the hell is this place?
Even under the so-called Yellow Spring Well in the blood domain, it is impossible to hide such a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, right?

Could it be that he has entered the legendary Underworld Hell?

The grotesque and bloody scenes are unheard of by everyone and never seen before.

At this moment, the fog kept shaking!

The speed of the explosion is getting faster and faster, as if as it continues to explode, the space here will expand by one point.

The fog-shrouded place in the center may not seem large, but the space inside is actually astonishingly large.

It seems that some special spatial expansion rules are applied.

clap clap
Like a tide, streams of blood rushed to the feet of everyone.Make a piercing soul sound.

It can be seen that the bones of some corpses were washed ashore along the bloody water, and some corpses were still very fresh, as if they had just died, and there was no corpse smell.But it can also be seen that these corpses do not seem to be killed, all the wounds are poured out from the inside, and the white intestines and internal organs are scattered on a plate. After careful search, they can't find the heart.

It was as if something had crawled out of the stomachs of these corpses, eating up the hearts, leaving only these dirty viscera.

What is it?
Is there anything spooky like eating hearts?
Or can it parasitize into the body?

bang bang

bang bang

That weird swallowing and chewing sound sounded again.

Everyone was still immersed in the scene in front of them a moment ago, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.He woke up in the next second, staring in horror at the depths of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!

What is it?
What is the noise?

Could it be that there are creatures devouring the flesh and blood of these corpses?
They couldn't help thinking of those strange corpses broken from the inside of their bodies, and their faces sank.

"Amitabha, such an extremely evil place, with so many corpses, if this breeds a strange head, how powerful would it be?"

"Look at these corpses"

The big bald monk pointed to the corpses that had washed up on the shore.

"This... seems to be a warrior from Moro Palace, um, if I read it correctly, it should be a level [-] warrior!"

"It's just strange, why is this corpse so fresh?"

——The Moro Palace was destroyed by the royal family as early as 50 years ago.

The great monk was very puzzled.

"And this one!"

"This should be a martial artist from the Yan family!"

——The Yan family was also a family that was uprooted when the Wang family rose. May appear here?And looking at this corpse, it is the corpse of a top martial artist, even after death, the vitality and blood all over his body are still incomparably majestic.Just by getting closer, you can feel the cold sharpness in the blood.

"Look what I found?"

"Bah, it really stinks!"

The great monk squatted on the ground, turned over a corpse, and then pulled out a strip of cloth from the corpse.

——Deacon of the Demon Palace, Qiu.
Seeing this piece of cloth, Maupassant, the leader of the Demon Palace, shrank his eyes suddenly!
The body quickly disappeared.

When he appeared, he had already appeared in front of the great monk, and he pulled the cloth strip with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Deacon of the Demon Palace, Qiu Yueming!"

"how is this possible!!!"

Maupassant uttered in horror, his face full of disbelief.

Everyone's expression froze at the same time.

Some warriors who knew Qiu Yueming's information began to popularize science.

Qiu Yueming was the deacon of the Demon Palace a hundred years ago, and he was of the same era as the previous Palace Master of the Demon Palace. More importantly, this guy died long ago in a dispute with the Wang family.This point is clearly recorded, and even when this guy died, it was witnessed by many forces.

However, the body of a person who is clearly dead appears here?And so fresh, so alive, as if it had just died?
Why is this?
Could it be that the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood here are all the corpses of enemies killed during the rise of the Wang family?

It's no wonder that the great monk is so surprised about the corpses of these warriors.

"Mountain of corpses, sea of ​​blood!"

"There is also the unknown monster hidden in the depths. If these warrior corpses are used to feed it continuously, it has been uninterrupted for a hundred years. Its strength is absolutely ridiculous."

"What, everyone?"

"Do you dare to go in and have a look?"

"Wang Xuemin may be hiding in it, and the masters of the previous generation may also be in the depths of the corpse mountain and blood sea. All the secrets may be contained in it."

The great monk smiled and stood up again.

He fiddled with his sleeves, looked around, and finally set his eyes on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, the meaning was self-evident.

He was very curious about the secrets inside.It's just too dangerous, without the Demon Palace and Dao Palace leading the charge, he would never dare to lead the team in by himself.

At this moment, the iron chain that extended from the well at the top of the hall and penetrated into the sea of ​​corpses and blood continued to shake.

Make a rumbling sound.

It was as if some creature was tugging at the chain.

No, to be precise, there are creatures crawling out from the deep underground along this iron chain!

Maupassant and Kong Konger glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and later changed, the group no longer hesitated, and stepped into the dangerous sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Stepping on the bone fragments, limbs and flesh, it is like stepping into the passage leading to hell.

"It's so thick and evil. I feel endless despair in it."

"Old Mo, there may be a great evil in it!"

"What were those masters planning back then?
As soon as he entered, the great monk felt a breath of despair, his face changed again and again, and he asked a little uneasy.

So is Maupassant.

As a member of the Demon Palace, he is naturally sensitive to the power of the dark side, and he can feel the desperately oppressive and unimaginably dark and tyrannical power in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either!"

"If I had known earlier, I would not have chosen to come here to explore."

While Maupassant answered, he kept thinking about the clues in his heart.

"The corpse, the person who disappeared back then, the plan, the bloody Huangquan house, Wang Xuemin, Lian Qingyue, the previous master of the Demon Palace."

"What is missing here?"

He always felt that there were still some clues missing, and as long as he gathered these clues, he could connect everything together and figure out what was going on here.

He first recalled the overall process.

Mo Yanli was in Xiaotian Village first, and met the chance that Wang Xuemin was suspected of staying, and then there was silence and yesterday's reappearance, where yesterday's reappearance came to a plausible recording scene.

There is a terrifying existence behind it, suspected to be silence, not letting you look back.Finally, they came to the dilapidated house on the barren hills and mountains, the bloody Huangquan house, and then the scene happened again. Wang Xuemin disappeared here, and the owner of the magic palace and others came to investigate.

During this period, many strange events happened in this house.

Then there was a sudden collapse yesterday for unknown reasons, which seemed to be related to that little girl from the Wang family.Everyone also set foot on the ruins of the royal family, and finally entered the last mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood

"It seems that I haven't seen anyone from the Wang family in this ruins. It stands to reason that those guys are going crazy looking for Wang Xuemin, so they shouldn't show up!"

Maupassant narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Keep going
In the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there is a dense red aura, all of which are condensed from the blood of the corpses.The smell of corpses and blood mixed.

Everyone moved slowly along the layers of corpses.After bypassing a wall of bones~
It was covered by a layer of fog again.

But after the mist, all I could hear were inexplicable quarreling sounds, the roars of monsters, the cries of children, and the roars of adults.

The man's voice was gloomy and hoarse.

The woman's voice was full of despair.

what happened?

what happened?
Among the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, why did such a loud voice suddenly appear?
Everyone hesitated and didn't just go in.

The foggy area ahead is dangerous, they can feel it.If you don't pay attention, you will die without a place to bury you.

That kind of fatal crisis constantly attacked everyone's nerves.

However, they are simply not allowed to think about it.

Behind the crowd, a rustling sound suddenly sounded, and countless black hair dripping with blood slowly rushed towards the chest along the shoulder blades of some warriors.

There was a bloody, foul smell.

"what!"

"Damn, what is this?"

"No, help!"

"Don't look back!"

Some warriors standing at the end wailed in pain.

"It's silence!"

"Why are there also here?"

Maupassant frowned.He knew that in Xiaotian Village, there was also a silent one.

It stands to reason that this level of special grotesque, generally speaking, it is difficult to have two ends at the same time in the world, but now they appear one after another.

Silence, yesterday reappears!
What is the relationship between these two peculiar grotesques and Wang Xuemin?
Now there is an abyss in front and a tiger's den in the back!

Everyone bit and bit, and instantly stepped into the mist.

In a trance, everyone found that they were already in a slate house.

"It's yesterday reappearing!"

"We have entered its envelope!"

Maupassant glanced around and said in a low tone.

The room was very dark, with broken furniture everywhere, and some fragments of cats and dogs.

Lying on the ground was a terrifying corpse covered with long turquoise hairs, with exposed fangs and a pair of fleshy wings growing from the back, it seemed to be a woman.

For some reason, the entire group of Demon Palace always felt familiar with this corpse.

There was another man lying on the other side, with a big hole in his chest, as if his heart had been bitten out.His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't die anymore.

A little boy was whimpering and sobbing on the ground.He kept calling his parents.

这 是
Maupassant stared closely at the only 'living creature' in front of him. He could feel an incomparable dark force bred in this little boy.

"And this man!"

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He will never forget the face of the dead man in front of him!
——The former overlord, the supreme being who ruled the entire Ghost Eye Province, Wang Xuemin, the Patriarch of the Wang Family!
——The man who claimed to have touched the realm of creation!
Since the man in front of him is Wang Xuemin, then this child, if he guessed correctly, seems to be the child of Lian Yueqing in the scene that Mo Yanli saw yesterday?
The child seemed to have broken into Wang Xuemin's retreat that day, and finally disappeared.Only then triggered a series of subsequent events.

Including the disappearance of Wang Xuemin, the disappearance of the major masters one after another, the collapse of the giant family Wang family, and the loss of tens of thousands of lives, everything started from this.

What exactly happened that year?
Wasn't Wang Xuemin missing, and Lian Yueqing summoned the Lord of the Demon Palace and others to investigate?

It's not right, everything is so wrong.

Wang Xuemin, the female corpse on the ground, and the crying little boy in front of him!

What is the connection between these three?
"Mother, mother!"

The crying little boy hugged the female zombie and howled.

mother?
This female zombie is Lian Qingyue?

Wang Xuemin's daughter-in-law, the former saint of the Demon Palace?

Impossible, according to the records in yesterday's scene seen by Mo Yanli, after Wang Xuemin disappeared, Lian Yueqing summoned the owner of the Demon Palace and others to come to this house!

It is impossible for her to appear in this house and die in it!

That doesn't match those clues that know it!
Looking at the female corpse again, looking carefully at her ferocious face, the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

That's right!

It's really Lian Qingyue!

What the hell is going on?

Whether it was Mo Yanli or Maupassant, there was a sudden chill in their hearts, as if they were in an ice cave in summer.

"No, that's not right!"

He suddenly figured out one thing!

"According to the time point, if Lian Qingyue had died in this ancient house long ago, then who would Lian Qingyue be who summoned the Lord of the Demon Palace and others that day?"

"Is it"

Maupassant turned his head sharply, staring at Wang Xuemin's body whose heart had been hollowed out.

"It's you, Wang Xuemin!"

"You guys are not dead at all!"

"You planned all of this!"

At this time, the crying of the child gradually stopped, and Wang Xuemin, who was already dead, rolled his eyes and sat up stiffly.

He just stared straight at Maupassant, looked at everyone, and showed a ferocious smile.

"Smart boy!"

"However, it's too late!"

"Another reincarnation!"

"The blood of the devil, the tendons of the Taoist god, the bone of the Buddha, and the souls of all living beings!"

"This time, full of flesh and blood, the gate of hell in the blood domain will surely open."

"The gatekeeper's qualifications have been assembled, and no one can stop me anymore!"

"Ha ha!"

"Welcome to hell!"

"Let's be one!"

(End of this chapter)