Chapter 777: The Disaster Is Coming



Fang Tianzun's corpse struggled violently, and Chen Luo had to take great pains to prevent him from escaping.

After defeating the Blood God, Chen Luo used the 'Origin Seal' to find the body in the cemetery below. He thought he would return empty-handed, but he didn't expect that there was an obsession left in the body.

So Chen Luo rushed out of the ruins carrying the corpse.

He encountered many obstacles from the Blood God Son on the way, but he easily solved them all. He ran so hurriedly that he even forgot about Ren Ji's husband.

The soil layer exploded, and Chen Luo, carrying the corpse, appeared in mid-air. The masked corpse cultivators and Yin Xi and others who were fighting below all noticed Chen Luo in mid-air.

"return!!"

The white-haired old man next to Yin Xi was stunned at first, and then he became furious. His figure twisted and turned into a blood-red stream of light, rushing towards Chen Luo in mid-air.

He never thought that his home would be robbed after he had been out for a short while. Without Fang Tianzun's remains, he, the Blood God, was like a rootless duckweed.

"Put the body down!"

The masked corpse cultivator also noticed the corpse in Chen Luo's hand. He immediately turned into a stream of light and chased after Chen Luo.

He risked his life to sneak into Miaoyin Sect with the purpose of obtaining Fang Tianzun's remains to refine a higher-level corpse puppet. However, he ended up fighting to the death here, but the benefits were taken away by Chen Luo. How could he tolerate this?

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Yin Xi, who had almost completely lost his mind, roared and followed closely behind.

hold head high!!

The shadow of the plague beast emerged, and the bloody sky blocked everyone's way. The three people chasing behind sped up, trying to take this opportunity to intercept Chen Luo.

Chen Luo, who was flying in the front, seemed not to notice the blood curtain at all, and crashed into it with all his might.

The blood curtain twisted, and Chen Luo's figure appeared like a mirage, with ripples. When the ripples disappeared, the person disappeared into thin air like a bubble.

“Where are the people!?”

The white-bearded old man who caught up with them had a distorted face and red eyes searching everywhere. The masked corpse cultivator and Yin Xi also caught up with them.

The furious three searched for a moment at the edge of the sky, and finally turned into a new chaotic battle. This time, all three of them fought with real anger, especially the Blood God Son, who used all his life-threatening killing moves.

Three days later.

Unnamed cave.

Chen Luo raised his right hand, and a dark red array pattern flashed by, and a spider web-like array appeared on the ground. The body of the Blood God Son was placed in the center by him, and a large number of black lines flowed towards the core along the ground like earthworms, and merged into the heart of the Blood God Son bit by bit.

The resentment in this corpse is very strong. Combining with the experience of 'Ren Ji's' brain, Chen Luo plans to transform him into a more advanced corpse puppet.

After three days of refining, most of the resentment had been refined into the corpse puppet by Chen Luo. The Blood God Son's accumulation of more than 8,000 years had all been transformed into strength.

In the external brain, the Black Zombie Taoist and a group of corpse cultivators were extremely excited. They had never heard of corpse puppets of this level, and even ancient books did not record them. In the era of corpse immortals eight thousand years later, this would be an immortal method that could rewrite the status of corpse cultivators.

"What a great Soul-Locking Corpse Refining Technique."

Looking at the corpse puppet whose aura was becoming more and more terrifying, Chen Luo showed a satisfied expression on his face. The corpse of the Blood God Son was stronger than expected. After the resentment was absorbed into his body, he recovered one tenth of his strength before his death, which was equivalent to the initial stage of the Hedao, and was stronger than the ghost cultivator that Chen Luo killed in the Fire Pattern Black Crystal Mine.

His own cultivation also advanced further, the rhyme of Tao began to settle, his aura became restrained, and his divine light completely disappeared.

It is not known whether the main body and the corpse puppet can kill the plague beast by working together, but it will definitely give the masked corpse cultivator a surprise.

Click.

A hand slapped the stone tablet, and the stone slab broke in the middle with a crisp sound.

"This is too much!"

Inside the Ancient Sword Sect.

A middle-aged man with a sullen face shouted angrily. Next to him stood two men wearing the clothes of the elders of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Let our Ancient Sword Sect defend Hulukou, while their Pure Yang Immortal Sect goes to Danghun Mountain. This deal is really clear."

"It's something that was expected, so why get angry?"

The white-haired young man standing on the edge of the cliff looked into the distance, the mountain breeze blowing the corners of his clothes, making him look like an otherworldly swordsman.

This person is the second generation sword master of the Ancient Sword Sect, and is also the strongest person left in the Ancient Sword Sect. His sword name is 'Kunwu'.

The Ancient Sword Sect is named after the sword.

"Weaken our opponents and develop ourselves, and that's what we are doing as well."

"We should think on the bright side. At least we don't have to feed the plague beasts like those casual cultivators."

When the plague beast was mentioned, the two people behind fell silent at the same time. Unlike the low-level casual cultivators, these people knew from the beginning where the plague beast calamity came from and also knew the source of the plague beast calamity.

The plague beast at the beginning was raised by these people, but an accident happened later, causing the plague beast to get out of control, which led to the subsequent disaster. This is also the main reason why these people did not take action at the beginning.

"For the greater good of the Immortal Cultivation World, someone has to make sacrifices."

The middle-aged swordsman who was angry before said this expressionlessly. The same thing, but from a different angle, his attitude became completely different.

"It all comes down to the survival of the fittest. There's no need to hide it."

The old man standing next to him didn't like this kind of talk, he thought it was too hypocritical.

"Speaking of independent cultivators, it reminds me of someone."

His eyes fell on the white-haired swordsman in front of him.

"This person may be related to the theft of the Fire Pattern Mystic Crystal Mine before."

The white-haired swordsman on the edge of the cliff suddenly raised his hand. With a flash of light, a golden flying sword flew out from the sea of ​​clouds. The tip of the sword hovered at his fingertips, and after spinning three times, it turned into golden dust and merged into his body.

Seeing this, the two people behind him stared at the white-haired swordsman in front of them, wanting to see what information he had read.

"The old ghost in Baixian Cave is willing to give it up. I don't know what he has figured out."

The foundation of Baixian Cave is far inferior to that of Ancient Sword Sect, but this sect has a long history, and the ancestor of the sect is proficient in the divine power of heaven, and is a well-known old fox in the world of immortal cultivation. It is abnormal that such a sect rashly explores the emperor's tomb and is inexplicably destroyed.

"Baixian Cave?"

The middle-aged male cultivator couldn't help but ask.

"The old ghost from the Pure Yang Immortal Sect invited me to the Emperor's Tomb."

The white-haired swordsman did not hide anything. The only thing that puzzled him was the purpose of the Chunyang Immortal Sect.

The danger of the Emperor's Tomb was known to the entire cultivation world, and the Upper Nine Sects were no exception. It was unknown what the Pure Yang Sect had obtained from the ruins that gave them the courage to explore the Emperor's Tomb.

“No!”

When they heard the word "Emperor's Tomb", the faces of the middle-aged man and the old man behind him changed drastically, and they spoke out in unison to stop it.

"The Emperor's Tomb is a very dangerous place. This has been verified. Brother, there is no need to take risks, lest you fall into the trap of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect."

"What did the Pure Yang Immortal Sect dig out from the Tianwang ruins?"

The white-haired swordsman ignored what the two said and asked them a question.

"We dug up a corpse of an immortal..."

The old man responded from inside.

Immortal corpse!

Such a big commotion naturally attracted people's attention a long time ago. The Upper Nine Sects were not monolithic, and each sect had spies planted by other sects. This was the case with the Ancient Sword Sect, and the Pure Yang Immortal Sect was no exception.

"Immortal Corpse..."

"The ruins of Tianwang, Tianwang... Tianwang, hey."

The white-haired swordsman laughed, his gaze piercing through the dark clouds in the distance. His eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"The great catastrophe is coming, and these people are still calculating these little things."

"Great calamity? Are you sure, brother?"

The two people behind him changed their expressions slightly when they heard the words of the white-haired swordsman. They saw different problems from different angles. With the cultivation and status of the white-haired swordsman, the catastrophe that he called a great catastrophe was definitely not something that ordinary people could survive. If he was not careful, the entire cultivation world would be affected.

The white-haired swordsman sighed and did not reply.

Half a year later, Chen Luo returned to Miaoyinmen's base.

In the past six months, no one knows what happened to Miaoyin Sect. The entire mountain gate disappeared, leaving only a huge crater-shaped pit in its place, with thick black smoke coming out of the pit.

Chen Luo fell from the air and searched around.

Only a few pieces of cloth and a few pieces of flesh of unknown origin were found. No one knew whether they were left by the Masked Corpse Cultivator or Yin Xi and Blood God Son.

After he left that day, the three men had a life-and-death battle.

Bypassing this area, Chen Luo flew along the cave entrance all the way to the bottom of the giant pit, where he saw a seriously injured and dying earth dragon.

This earth dragon was the monster that had acted with the Blood God Son. Judging from the result, it was most likely abandoned.

Mr. Chen was a kind-hearted man who could not bear to see others suffer, so he was very considerate and sent Dilong on his final journey.

Bang!

One slap down, clean and neat.

The flesh and blood are collected and the bones and blood are bottled. They should be able to sell for a good price.

After dealing with the earth dragon, Chen Luo continued to search the surrounding area.

"Fellow Daoist Ren Ji is alone, and it is not right after all."

His main purpose of coming here this time was to deal with the masked corpse cultivator.

After collecting Ren Ji's brain, he used the other party's experience to refine the Blood God's body into a top-level corpse puppet. Now that the resentment has been absorbed, he is just short of finishing materials.

Naturally, Chen Luo did not have this kind of top-level corpse refining material, and he didn't know how long it would take to collect it alone, so Chen Luo thought of the masked corpse cultivator.

He has always valued his promises, and he definitely did not come to avenge Ren Ji for such a small gain.

“Tracing back to the source.”

Chen Luo picked up a piece of flesh and blood, and found the one he wanted from among a pile of messy auras.

He didn't recognize the aura of the masked corpse cultivator, but he recognized the corpse puppet in the masked corpse cultivator's hand. Ren Ji's brain was in his hand, and he used it as the source to search for the corpse puppet.

After a moment, Chen Luo reached out and grabbed the breath. He pinched it with two fingers and gently pulled it back. A wave exactly the same as the one in Ren Ji's brain appeared in his perception.

This is the law of karma.

(End of this chapter)

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