The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 577 Knife, Still Feeling

Chapter 577 Knife, Still Feeling

When Ling Hantian stepped into the ancient corpse burial place, it was as if he had entered another world. He felt that everything behind him had disappeared, but Ling Hantian didn't dare to look back.

This is purely an intuition. He feels that everything behind him has disappeared. The ancient corpse burial place is filled with cloudy mist, but there is still a crimson waning moon hanging above the sky. The bloody moonlight pours down, covering the corpse The ancient land set off more and more eerie.

The ancient place where corpses were buried was dead silent, only the footsteps of the three people echoed, like dancing steps on the verge of death, which made people's hearts jump.

Suddenly, Shi Nian's soft drink sounded, "Look, someone fell here!"

Following the direction pointed by Shi Nian, Ling Hantian stared intently, and saw a strong man slumped in front of a tombstone. There was an obvious blood hole on his back, and scarlet blood was still gurgling. There is no breath of life.

"Not long after this person fell, this ancient corpse burial place is in an inexplicable danger."

Ling Hantian clenched the Zhenwu Kuangdao tightly, and the strongest shield of true energy condensed on his body, protecting his whole body.

"This is a corpse nightmare, which specializes in sucking human bone marrow,"

Yue Xiaowu's voice sounded again, causing Ling Hantian's eyes to narrow again. This way, Yue Xiaowu probably knows a little too much.

First, he said that the avenue in the Immortal City was named Nether Dao, and pointed out the cause of death of those strong people who died on Nether Dao. Later, he said that this cemetery was an ancient corpse burial place, and now he even pointed out the name. The strong were killed by the corpse nightmare.

This is obviously unusual.

Ling Hantian remained silent, carrying the Zhenwu Kuangdao and continued walking, wanting to get out of this ancient corpse burial place as soon as possible.

However, Ling Hantian hadn't gone too far, his eyes suddenly focused and stopped in front of a tombstone.

In front of the tombstone, there is a snow-like long knife, sharp and cold, and the sharpness of cutting everything is breathtaking.

This long knife is only for people to see once, and they will never forget it.

"Cold knife!"

Ling Hantian's face changed wildly. The snow knife that Leng Dao was carrying with him fell in front of the tombstone. What does this mean?
A long time ago, when Ling Hantian saw Leng Dao for the first time, Leng Dao came to bid farewell to Chu Xingkuang, saying that he was going to the Blood Soul Killing Field with Tie Shou.

At that time, Ling Hantian had a premonition that Leng Dao and Iron Hand would most likely be gone forever.

Now, when he saw Leng Dao's snow knife again, including the pair of mechanical arms that he had put away before, everything confirmed his previous premonition.

Leng Dao and Tie Shou completely fell into the Blood Soul Killing Field.

Now that Leng Dao and Tie Shou have fallen, what about Chu Xingkuang, the brother who had a life-and-death relationship with Ling Hantian, who came to look for their bones?

Could it be that he also fell in the blood soul killing field, with no bones left?

Ling Hantian's heart felt sad, and he slowly came to the tombstone, with the palm of his hand gathering his true energy, he grabbed Leng Dao's personal weapon.

The snow-white long knife is still sharp and cold, cutting everything, but its owner is no longer there.

Even Ling Hantian could feel the pain of grief and indignation from above the Xuedao.

A knife can still have feelings, but what about the sky?

Gently put the snow knife into the Sumeru Ring, Ling Hantian searched around the tombstone again, but didn't find anything.

Yue Xiaowu quietly watched what Ling Hantian did, her dark eyes were filled with calmness, as if carrying an ancient indifference.

Just at this time, the map above Yue Xiaowu's head violently stirred up violent energy fluctuations, and there was even a 'squeak' sound, just like throwing a red-hot soldering iron into the water.

The next moment, Ling Hantian turned his head and saw a thumb-sized black creature falling to the ground.

Obviously, it was this black creature that attacked Yue Xiaowu just now, but was killed by the map town above the latter's head.

Ling Hantian slowly came to Yue Xiaowu, lowered his head and glanced at the black creature that fell on the ground.

This black creature looks extremely ugly, with needle-shaped mouthparts that seem to be able to pierce everything.

"This is Corpse Nightmare, but it's a very weak kind."

Yue Xiaowu said something lightly, turned around and continued walking towards the ancient corpse burial site.

Ling Hantian glanced at the body of Shi Yan on the ground again, then turned around and followed Yue Xiaowu and the two of them.

The three of them continued to move forward and found many corpses of strong men one after another. Without exception, they were all killed by the corpse nightmare in the ancient place of burial by sucking bone marrow.

Among them, many are the strongest in the realm of the vassals. In the future, they are likely to grow into a generation of kings. It is really desolate to be sucked from the bone marrow and die like this.

The sound of rustling footsteps echoed in the dead silence of the ancient corpse burial place.

boom!
A black shadow slammed into Ling Hantian, causing the true energy on Ling Hantian's body to boil like a volcano.

True Qi like a raging sea billowed out, crushing everything, and the black shadow was directly blasted to pieces by the endless True Qi energy.

To Ling Hantian, the sneak attack of a corpse nightmare was nothing more than raising his hand to suppress it.

However, almost as soon as Ling Hantian killed this corpse nightmare, there was suddenly a shocking energy fluctuation in front of the cloudy mist, as well as a monstrous killing sound.

"Is it finally possible to see people?"

Although the previous battle was very tragic, Ling Hantian breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. There were warriors fighting in front of him, and the extreme depression in his heart before was swept away.

There was also a trace of relief on the faces of Yue Xiaowu and Shi Nian. Judging from their expressions, it seemed that they were about to approach their destination.

"Ah, damn it, block this ghost"

"My back, I was bitten by him, ah"

Ahead, there were screams and curses one after another, the killing sound shook the sky, the energy was mighty, and the sword light was criss-crossing!
Ling Hantian and the others came out of the mist of Yin Qi, and what appeared in front of them was a desolate land. On the desolate and lonely ground, there were ruins and ruins, and occasionally a huge broken rock could be seen!
This is clearly a ruins site!

On the ruins, a black shadow besieged hundreds of warriors. These warriors were exactly the masters who plundered into the Immortal City with the three of Ling Hantian before.

Now trapped by the corpse nightmare, powerful warriors fell one after another, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Ling Hantian noticed that on top of the ruins, there was a pitch-black road filled with endless lifelessness, and there were even traces of dragging iron chains on it.

However, no matter how fierce the battle was, no one dared to approach the road that the coffin-bearers walked on.

Even, during the battle, a warrior accidentally fell onto the pitch-black ground. This strong man at the limit of the vassal state did not make the slightest sound, and directly turned into a puddle of black pus and melted into the ground. among.

Looking at this passageway lingering with endless death energy, Ling Hantian couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

(End of this chapter)