Li Changan took half of the corpse and rode the wind into the depths of the mist.
Along the way, Duobao was so scared that his whole body was trembling. The deeper he went into the fog, the more he could feel the forest atmosphere everywhere around him.
And next to him was a half-broken corpse.
Such a scene is no different than walking with a ghost.
Li Changan has always been on guard.
He saved half of the mutilated corpse just to gain the complete magical power of three heads and six arms.
That is a method that is very likely to help him break through his limits, and even go one step further, to the point where he can compete head-on with the Saint Child level.
Just by having this incomplete method in my body, I can already feel the great benefits.
Although the pressure on his physical body was extremely great, the power that exploded was enough to make him fascinated.
However, this half-broken corpse is by no means an easy person to deal with. If you don't pay attention, you may be attacked.
Li Changan followed the direction indicated by the half-broken corpse, turned left and right, passed through a large expanse of bone-crushing sand dunes, and stopped only when he came to the valley.
Looking at the strange scene in front of them, Li Changan and Duobao couldn't help but widen their eyes.
On the desolate blood-colored sandstone ground, a dilapidated and decayed altar tilted to the ground.
The altar looks like a hill, nearly ten feet high.
A total of eight thick bronze chains around the altar were also broken and scattered everywhere.
How many there are can only be judged from the base of the chains on the altar.
Each of these bronze chains is as thick as a person.
In addition to the altar, there was also a throne, which also collapsed to the ground.
It was covered with dust, as if it had gone through countless years of erosion and had long since lost its former glory.
In addition to these, there were dead bodies everywhere.
This is a country of decay and decay.
There is black dust in the air, like ashes from burned paper money, falling over this country.
Just by looking at it, I felt an unparalleled sense of despair.
Li Changan could even see the remains of corpses under the altar. Even if he was dead, he wanted to try his best to lift the altar.
The half-broken corpse did not attack them, but walked to the throne step by step, lifted it up, and then looked up to the sky and roared.
The roar was shrill and filled with endless anger.
Li Chang'an and Duobao looked at each other in disbelief, watching the half-broken corpse come to the altar and straighten it.
"Rumble..."
The ground seemed to be shaking like an earthquake.
The half-broken corpse fished out the remaining gray "water" from the cracked altar and sprinkled it on several dead bodies.
"Click..."
"Click..."
These dead bodies seemed to come to life again, slowly crawling up from the ground, and the bones on their bodies made a rusty and mottled friction sound, which sounded creepy.
Resurrection of the dead!?
Li Changan couldn't help but twitch his lips. The scene in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.
Resurrecting the dead is a method that even a saint cannot do.
But now, it's really happening before our eyes.
No, there are still some differences.
These resurrected corpses have no sparkle in their eyes, and only have the strong power of Hellfire on their bodies.
Like a zombie that has lost its mind.
It's different from half a mutilated corpse.
Although the half-broken corpse is also undead, it has sanity.
The two look similar, but they are completely different inside.
"This... is... my... country..." The half-broken corpse looked at Li Chang'an and Duobao, with nostalgia in its gray eyes.
His voice was hoarse and dry, giving people the eerie feeling of facing a dead body in a grave.
"My name is... Taihao." The two right arms of the half-broken corpse brushed the broken altar, then turned around, like a defeated god, with a stooped body, and slowly jumped towards the throne.
As soon as the word "Tai Hao" came out, the heaven and earth seemed to feel it, and the sound of thunder sounded in the void.
Li Changan's heart also skipped a beat.
Taihao, one of the ancestors of the human race.
It has existed for so long that it is impossible to verify who it is.
According to legend, it is very likely that he was Fuxi, the most holy teacher and one of the Three Emperors.
If he really is the one in the legend...
Li Changan couldn't help but swallow his throat. What he did to the corpse before was considered to be bullying his master and destroying his ancestors?
Do humans just have horns on their heads?
Taihao looked at Li Changan, "Help me...take back...the third...right arm."
As he spoke, his two right arms moved through the void.
A shadow appeared in front of Li Changan and Duobao.
It was a big war.
More than forty undead souls were involved.
These undead souls discovered Taihao's changes, and they all came to hunt, trying to find out the root cause from Taihao.
The source of this change is the purple gold demon power and ten thousand mana that Li Changan used to exchange.
The war breaks out.
I thought it would be a one-sided battle, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Taihao was extremely powerful, and was surrounded by more than forty undead beings, and he suppressed a dozen of them to death.
Until the kingdom is destroyed and the altar collapses, we can only flee thousands of miles, fighting and retreating.
In this shadow, Taihao pointed to one of the figures, "My third... right arm..."
Li Changan took a closer look and saw that the figure had six arms, one of which was extremely uncoordinated. In fact, it was very similar to Taihao's other two right arms.
"Left in...the sea of blood..."
The fight in the shadow continued, and the undead man who stole Taihao's third right arm was torn into pieces by Taihao.
But other undead were also attacking frantically, and Taihao's third right arm fell into the sea of blood.
"Do you want me to help you go to the sea of blood and get back your third right arm?" Li Changan looked at Taihao.
Taihao nodded, "Three heads and six arms...for...you..."
"A complete three heads and six arms?" Li Changan's head jumped and he asked hurriedly.
Taihao shook his head, "Only with the complete Fa... and the other half of the corpse can... have a chance..."
Although his words were stumbling, Li Changan also understood the meaning.
The complete magical power of three heads and six arms can only be revealed to the world after Taihao himself recovers.
He also knows it very well.
This kind of method is too shocking, and it is extremely difficult to get all of it.
As long as this Taihao can show him all the methods, it will be very good.
Duobao tugged at the corner of Li Changan's clothes and said, "Brother Lu Ya, do we really want to set off with him to find a third right arm?"
He looked around nervously. There was mist everywhere in the sky and on the ground, making him always worried that the terrifying undead would appear from the mist.
Li Changan nodded, "I'll leave the fight to him later, and we'll just be responsible for assisting him."
"If something unexpected happens, I will take you and run away first."
As he said this, he looked towards Taihao and realized that these words were meant for him to hear.
Taihao nodded slightly to express his understanding.
The three people quickly set off, leaving this ruined country and heading southwest.
Behind them, the awakened corpses, after bowing respectfully to Taihao's back, began to silently carry the scattered bronze chains to restore the altar to its original appearance.
In the foggy world, it is impossible to tell whether the sky is south or the earth is north.
Looking around, you can see the skull peaks, the bones hills, the forest of remnant soldiers... the smell of death is spreading out from every place.
This is a country of death.
Taihao led the way, while Li Changan followed closely with Duobao, paying attention to the surrounding movements and always preparing to teleport.
I don’t know how far I’ve walked,
The three people passed through the eye socket of a skull, and the front suddenly became open and flat.
It seemed as if all the rotten and decaying existence had been cleared away.
However,
At the end of the line of sight, a towering bone mountain stands in the mist.
Li Changan could only see part of Bone Mountain, but could not see the whole picture at all.
On the ground in the distance, white skeletons looked like densely packed ants, walking in groups on the ground, seemingly searching for something.
The moment the three of them noticed the Bone Mountain, there were countless white bones and skeletons covering the distant land. They seemed to have noticed their gaze and turned their heads one after another.
His empty eyes looked directly at Li Changan and others.