This is Kunlun, which should have been sacred and peaceful, but now it is like a hell.
There is even an unusual smell. It is surrounded by bare hills, and there is no snow here anymore.
Purple mist rises ahead, like a dream.
Luo Chen had just entered and noticed something unusual here, which made him even more curious.
What happened in Kunlun?
Why are there these horrible smells?
It is said that purple air comes from the east. Purple air was originally the original breath of Taoism. Yixi once saw Laozi going west at Hangu Pass.
That’s three thousand miles of purple energy!
But now the purple energy here is extremely weird, with an evil aura.
It is absolutely impossible for such monsters to appear in Kunlun Mountain, because the Taoism here, even if they are not born in the world, will not allow these unclean things to appear.
Luo Chen took a few steps and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.
Because a person appeared in front of me.
To be precise, it was a corpse
It was a middle-aged man wearing ancient Taoist robes.
He was tall, but his body was unusually dry, with waxy and even slightly black skin covering his bones.
It has no flesh and blood and has obviously been dead for many years.
And looking at the style of the clothes, they seem to be from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Is this an ancient corpse from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?
Although the waxy yellow skin looks dry, it is flowing with crystal luster. It is obvious that this Taoist was very powerful in life.
It's just that now it seems to have been contaminated by some weird aura, half evil and half sacred.
The Shang and Zhou dynasties were another peak of Chinese mythology.
The Ji family, the former unparalleled royal family, the Jiang family with the power to become gods, etc.
That era may not be a legend, but there really were powerful people and people with great supernatural powers walking in the world.
The two ultimate orthodoxy used the human world as the battlefield and launched an earth-shattering war!
There were even outside orthodoxies involved.
Regardless of the outcome, the people of that era were definitely extremely powerful.
Luo Chen once knew him in the fairy world.
It was the great war of that era that caused the earth's spiritual energy to quickly dry up, which also caused the remaining orthodox traditions to be sealed off from the world after that war.
But there is no doubt that the ascetics of that era were the real ascetics and the real practitioners of supernatural powers.
What surprised Luo Chen was that the Taoist in front of him should also be a strong man. How could he be contaminated by such evil aura?
But before he could figure it out, a jeering sneer broke the depressing silence.
Luo Chen faced the corpse from a distance. The corpse slowly opened its eyelids and shook them.
Those empty eyes were suddenly filled with black smoke, and they looked extremely strange.
The Taoist corpse moved and walked towards Luo Chen, taking stiff steps. The long bronze sword was stained with green patina, but it dragged sparks on the ground.
In an instant, the mountains and rivers changed, and the scene in front of Luo Chen changed.
It was a huge river, but it was red. The river was full of bright red blood. Above the river, the corpses were turning white, and some were even rotting.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
A Taoist squatted half-crouched by the river, the bronze sword in his hand grinding back and forth on a huge whetstone at his feet.
A strange and cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As his bronze sword was grinding back and forth, a strange rhythm seemed to be turbulent between heaven and earth!
It makes people feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable, as well as panicky.
Because after grinding it twice, he would cut off an ear from a corpse next to him and put it into his mouth to chew, making a crisp sound as if he was eating it with relish.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been frightened to death by the scene in front of them.
But Luo Chen was very calm.
This scene is simply a small scene to him.
He once slaughtered a whole planet, but now it's just a river of blood. How can he feel any fear?
The Taoist sharpened the sword a few more times, then poured blood on it and looked at the bronze sword carefully.
Luo Chen simply walked directly to the Taoist, sat down and looked at the Taoist.
"You're not afraid?" The Taoist's voice was low and hoarse, with a strong metallic aura.
Luo Chen didn't answer.
"You're not afraid?" the Taoist continued to ask, his face expressionless.
Luo Chen still didn't answer.
"Why aren't you afraid?" The Taoist sharpened his sword faster and faster, until sparks appeared.
"You should be afraid!" the Taoist said again.
Luo Chen still didn't speak.
"You have to be afraid!" The Taoist's expression became more and more distorted and terrifying!
"You have to be afraid!" The Taoist roared and slashed the long sword in his hand towards Luo Chen!
"bite!"
Luo Chen held the Taoist's sword between his two fingers and looked at the Taoist expressionlessly.
"Tell me, what happened?" Luo Chen said slowly.
"It's coming, they're all dead, they're all dead!" the Taoist murmured in despair.
"what is it?"
"Who are they?" Luo Chen pressed.
"Dead, all dead, all living things must die, whether they are gods or immortals, they will all die when they come"
"Death!" As soon as the word "death" came out, Luo Chen frowned.
The sky above his head suddenly turned black, with black clouds pressing down on the top. At the same time, an extremely strange force struck, and the bronze sword in the Taoist's hand suddenly became radiant with black light.
He let out a sword roar, broke free from Luo Chen's fingers, and struck out with his sword at the same time.
Luo Chen suddenly flashed, and with a roar, a large mountain in the distance was instantly cut off and turned into powder!
And at this moment, above Kunlun, the Taoist corpse in front of Luo Chen struck with a sword.
Luo Chen blocked with his arms.
With a roar, the surrounding rocks exploded, and a white mark was cut out on the back of Luo Chen's hand.
Then a line of blood actually appeared.
Luo Chen frowned, he knew how tough his body was.
Now, a bloody streak was actually cut out.
This was the first time he was injured since his rebirth.
But Luo Chen smiled.
A punch was thrown out, like a rainbow of energy, and the corpse swung his sword to block it, making a low thunk sound.
The corpse took a few steps back.
Then brilliance condensed in Luo Chen's hand, and an ancient font condensed in his hand.
As soon as this ancient word appeared, it seemed that time had been frozen.
That's a seal.
The strength of this Taoist corpse is obviously on par with Luo Chen, but he is an ancient corpse after all, and Luo Chen is indeed an immortal. Even if his strength is similar to Luo Chen, it is not enough to challenge Luo Chen.
Luo Chen wanted to explore the secret of this ancient corpse. What exactly was it in the ancient corpse's mouth?
Why are all the gods and immortals from the Shang and Zhou dynasties invisible now?
So Luo Chen simply decided to seal the ancient corpse and study it carefully.
But as soon as this letter came out, something unexpected happened!