Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 138 Corpse King Dongyang
"Who is so generous? Collecting the Yuanling Stones from countless mummies to build a mausoleum that is like an underground maze?" Wang Chen looked around and did not relax his vigilance at all because of the Yuanling Stones so close to him.
As he stepped into the tomb hall, white mist swirled above the stairs, and an ancient corpse stood upright in .
This ancient corpse was a handsome young man wearing a golden jade robe. He suddenly opened his eyes and a green light flashed in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, I am the King of Dongyang, the lord of this place. I saw everything you did outside just now. Although you are still very weak now, I admire you very much. If you submit to me, how about I appoint you as the general who protects the country?" The face of the ancient corpse was lifelike, and there was no sign of stiffness in his expression while he spoke. If it were not for his snow-white skin, he would be almost the same as an ordinary person.
"Okay!" Wang Chen agreed readily, "But I have encountered some bottlenecks in my cultivation, and I need Yuanling Stones to cultivate. I wonder if King Dongyang can give me some?"
"Sure!" King Dongyang was also very straightforward, with a smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist, feel free to take as much as you need." He moved sideways, giving up a piece of Yuanling Stone behind him.
"Thank you!" Wang Chen thanked him, but his body did not show any expression. He just climbed the stairs step by step.
The two of them got closer and closer, like a pair of long-lost friends, smiling and looking at each other.
The higher he climbed the stairs, the more he felt the nourishment of the Yuanling energy far surpassing the external energy. Wang Chen only felt a warm white in front of his eyes. His mind couldn't help but move, and he looked towards the Yuanling Stone Garden that was so magical beyond imagination.
There was a hint of greed in his eyes.
Ding!
A crisp sound resounded throughout the mausoleum.
Prince Dongyang took a sudden step forward, and five black nails as sharp as blades emerged from under his golden robe.
The six swords in Wang Chen's hand had already stabbed out like lightning at some point.
A claw and a sword, deadlocked in the air.
The man and the corpse actually exchanged a move the moment they met.
The King of Dongyang who was smiling just now.
Wang Chen pretended to be absent-minded.
Surprisingly, they chose to raid at the same time, at the best time to raid.
"You little bastard are disturbing my peace! Today I will make you bleed here!" The handsome face of King Dongyang suddenly turned ferocious, and the way he addressed Wang Chen changed from fellow Taoist to little bastard. A terrible and stench burst out from his body.
This is the most unique poison in the world, the qi of a ten thousand year old corpse. Ordinary foundation-building cultivators will die if they come into contact with it.
"Old ghost! You have caused so many ancient cultivators to suffer unrest even after their death. Today, I will enforce justice on the behalf of Heaven!" He stabbed forward fiercely with his sword.
"Humph! You greedy brat, you covet my treasure and yet you still speak so pompously. You are truly shameless."
...Can we still have a pleasant communication?
Wang Chen was speechless. He deeply suspected that this guy was not an ancient corpse at all, but a wise man who saw through the world.
"Kill!" King Dongyang pointed his sword at Wang Chen and swooped down from mid-air.
The two men had a fierce confrontation.
Wang Chen used his sword to knock away the bone sword, but he suddenly felt a chill behind him.
Suddenly, another King of Dongyang appeared behind him and stabbed at his heart with a sword.
Two Kings of Dongyang?
Even he, facing the pincer attack from the two Kings of Dongyang, could only dodge awkwardly.
The blow left a cut on his arm, leaving the bone visible. At the same time, a cold poisonous gas spread through the wound into his body.
"Hmph!" Wang Chen snorted coldly. The ancestral energy surged at the injured part, and a puff of green smoke came out, instantly dissipating the unknown poison.
King Dongyang's face was gloomy: "You are really not simple. You can dissolve my corpse poison so easily!"
When he saw Wang Chen was stabbed by the sword, he was already delighted and sentenced him to death.
He was confident that unless there was an elixir of antidote that was hard to find in the world, the poison of the corpse would be so strong that even if a cultivator with great cultivation could temporarily suppress it, his strength would be greatly reduced. At that time, there would be a corpse king covered in poison to attack him, and the target would only have death to wait for.
However, this freak in front of him was not only not afraid of miasma and corpse gas, but he was not even afraid of the deadly poison of the corpses entering his body.
Is this my nemesis? He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Although King Dongyang is the king among corpses, most of his cultivation is in superpowers. Once these superpowers become ineffective, it is equivalent to wasting a lot of combat power.
While he was still thinking about all sorts of things, Wang Chen had already raised his sword and rushed forward.
King Dongyang was furious, his fangs clenched tightly. A burst of deathly energy suddenly erupted, and the entire mausoleum was instantly submerged in a black mist.
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Ancient immortal battlefield.
Under the gloomy sky, Xue Wentian pulled out a red sword from a corpse.
The two law enforcement officers from the Criminal Court who were traveling with him didn't even dare to breathe.
They knew the assistant cultivator who had lost his life. He was one of the talented disciples of the Five Saints Sect, the largest sect near Chongdu City, and had a high reputation in Chongdu City.
Just now, such a powerful young cultivator was chopped to the ground by Xue Wentian like killing a chicken or a dog in just a few moves, and he died with his eyes open.
His colleague, who was also a law enforcer in the gang, tried his best but could only block one sword. Xue Wentian's casual second sword turned him into ashes.
The screams still echo in my ears.
Xue Wentian stood up as if nothing had happened, but frowned and bent down to listen carefully.
Just now he sensitively felt the slight tremor of the earth and a trace of true energy fluctuation coming from underground.
However, when he bent down and listened carefully, he felt nothing.
If it were someone else, some unusual phenomena would not attract too much attention in this ancient immortal battlefield.
But Xue Wentian has extraordinary confidence in himself.
"Could it be that someone had an adventure underground?" This thought flashed through his mind.
More than half a day has passed since they entered the Ancient Immortal Battlefield. Xue Wentian and his duo only found a dilapidated storage ring from an ancient corpse, which was empty.
Although they destroyed a pair of unlucky combinations, this pair did not even have a single Yuanling Stone.
This made the ambitious him very dissatisfied.
Whether in the world of cultivation or in the ancient immortal battlefield, there are plenty of opportunities, but opportunities are limited, and he is not necessarily the lucky one who can get the opportunity.
But this is not important. Killing the person who gets the opportunity or snatching the opportunity will have the same result.
"Let's go!" Xue Wentian said in a low voice and walked towards the center of the vibration.
"Senior, that's a blind spot on the map. It's very dangerous."
Seeing that he had chosen the direction, one of the two law enforcement officers standing respectfully behind him started to persuade him, and even respectfully addressed Xue Wentian, who was about the same age as him, as "senior".
Seeing Xue Wentian 's ferocity, he was already frightened.
Bang!
Xue Wentian flashed and appeared in front of the man. He swung his arm and slapped him to the ground.
"I promised your father to come to the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, not because you told me it was dangerous!"
"If you say another word, I'll knock out all your teeth!"
After saying that, he walked forward without looking back.
The law enforcer climbed up, with a resentful gleam in his eyes.
Another person sent a telepathic message: "Be patient, Brother Xiao. The position of deputy hall master is more important than anything else. When Xue Wentian stands at the position of the return formation and kills everyone else, even if you only hand over one Yuanling Stone, it will be the most."
"I will settle this account with him sooner or later." The man called Brother Xiao spoke toughly, but he followed closely.
But deep down, he felt that he might never be able to catch up with a gifted child like Xue Wentian in his entire life.
