The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Seeing that the water sword formed by the wine was shooting towards him, instead of hiding, he opened his mouth wide and drank the wine.

With a bang, the back of his head exploded, but instead of screaming, half of his head was still saying: "What a good wine, you don't even cherish it."

In just one sentence, the flesh and bones on the back of his head have gradually grown, and not even a drop of blood was shed.

He touched the skin on the back of his head, and the excitement in his eyes was almost overflowing like a tide: "Look, I have gained real power, you can't kill me!"

The recovery ability of zombies is 16, which is amazing.

Chu Heng looked at his somewhat crazy face, and shook his head: "The light of the firefly, how dare you compete with Haoyue?"

A ray of sword light burst out from Super Chen's body. Before he could even utter a scream, he had turned into eighteen yuan and fell to the ground without making a sound. kuuhuu

"Sad, deplorable."

If long life is strength, then bastard is probably the big winner in life.

Apart from this Super Chen, there are two golden core stage zombies in Heifeng Town, and there are even a dozen or so little monks who have built foundations and practiced energy, but compared to Super Chen, they are far behind in terms of spiritual intelligence.

In any case, Qingyun's direct method is far better than those casual cultivators.

Walking through the town, there is an extremely vast cemetery. Many tombstones are inserted obliquely on the ground, forming a forest of tombstones.

These tombstones look extremely old and are not a product of this era. Most of the tombstones are just a stone with no name or surname origin.

On the few tombstones with names and surnames, they are all engraved with the serial number, their names, and positions of a former army.

It seemed that the remains of an army were buried in this cemetery.

The further you go, the darker the fog will be, and the more deadly you will be.

When Chu Heng stood at the entrance of a cave, the corpse aura had already begun to become real. +]

The hole is no higher than a person's height, and the width can only accommodate a person who is not too fat.

In front of the entrance of the cave stands a stone tablet with three large characters engraved on it: "Tomb of the General".

The entrance of this cave leads to a darkness, and the breath is very strange. Chu Heng originally thought that the general's tomb was just a man-made cave, but at this moment, he had a feeling of deja vu.

This is very similar to the breath he felt under the Demon Locking Tower that day.

The Demon Locking Tower seals the passage between the demon world and the human world, and the breath of the demon world is bursting and powerful.

But the breath of the general's tomb is gloomy, without a trace of vitality, giving people a feeling of bottomless.

"The Underworld." A flash of light flashed in Chu Heng's mind. No matter who it was, he didn't like the Black Wind Town. Only the entrance to the Netherworld was what he wanted to open.

So even though Heifeng Town is located at this entrance, it has been safe for a hundred years, but recently, it has become a ghost town overnight.

In the Netherworld, there are only dead people, so where can there be living people?

After figuring everything out, Chu Heng cautiously entered the cave holding the hilt of his sword.

He thought it was just a ghost general, but now it seems that the water inside is far deeper than he imagined.

Less than a hundred meters into the cave, there is a coffin.

I saw that the coffin was completely black, and it was dropped on the top of the cave by eight chains.

Looking at it at this moment, one can only see clusters of black air surging out of the coffin.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

As soon as the Qinggang sword moved, Chu Heng released a full moon-like sword energy, which was about to split the coffin in half.

A black flame floated in the air, blocking the sword energy.

"Young man, destroying other people's resting place is not a good thing."

A hoarse voice came from the darkness.

I saw a man in iron armor walking from the depths of the cave.

His whole body was surrounded by armor, only a pair of eyes burning like flames were exposed outside.

He held a long knife in his right hand, and the knife was covered with layers of black flames, without roots or leaves, just burning there, as if trying to devour everything.

"That's why I said you are pretending to be a ghost!" Chu Heng sneered: "You are obviously dead, but you still crawled out of the coffin!"

This man is the Ghost General.

And that extremely eye-catching coffin was actually empty.

"Young man, you don't understand, I've been waiting for a long time, and finally it's today."

The flames on the armored man seemed to be roaring and venting as 803 followed his words.

"It's our time!"

"In your era, a group of corpses who have been dead for an unknown amount of time?" Chu Heng shook his long sword, and the sound of the sword's moan immediately covered up the sound of the flames burning.

The Iron Armored Man turned his head to look at Chu Heng, the black flames in his eyes seemed to burn everything: "We are the founding father of the Great Liang, the most powerful army. Cook, slander us for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, let everyone shout and beat us, and be besieged here. If someone in our army hadn't understood the art of Feng Shui and built this tomb for us, we would have been wronged. People know."

"When I walked into that tomb that day, I swore that if one day I could walk out of this coffin, I would let the ignorant people know their mistakes."

"You said, now that the world has changed drastically, if I wake up, isn't it because God understands our grievances and makes this world a paradise for my ghost general?"

He pointed to the rising black mist.