Quiet, unusually quiet.

This is Kunlun, which was supposed to be sacred and peaceful, but now it is like a hell of Huangquan.

There is even an unusual atmosphere, surrounded by bare hills, where there is no snow left.

And the purple mist rising in front of him is like a dream.

Luo Chen had just entered, and he noticed the abnormality here, which made Luo Chen more and more curious.

What happened in Kunlun?

How can there be such a terrifying aura?

It is said that purple gas comes from the east, and purple qi was originally the original breath of Taoism.

That's a purple qi that stretches for three thousand miles!

But now the purple qi here is extremely weird, with a demonic aura.

This kind of demonic thing must not appear in a place like Kunlun Mountain, because the Taoist system here, even if it is not born, will not allow these unclean things to appear.

Luo Chen walked a few steps, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

Because there was a man in front of him.

It was a corpse, to be exact

It was a middle-aged man in an ancient robe.

He was tall, but unusually dry, with sallow and even slightly blackened skin covering his bones.

There is no flesh and blood, and it has apparently been dead for a long time.

And Luo Chen looked at the style of the costume, as if it was the clothes of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Is this an ancient corpse from the Shang and Zhou dynasties?

Although the sallow yellow skin looked dry, it flowed with a crystal luster, and it was obvious that this Daoist was powerful in his lifetime.

But now it seems to have been polluted by some strange aura, half evil, half sacred.

During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it was another pinnacle of Chinese mythology.

The former Ji family of the royal family, the Jiang family with the power of the gods, and so on.

That era may not be a legend, but a real ancient power, a great supernatural person walking in the world.

The two ultimate Dao systems, with the human world as the battlefield, launched an earth-shattering war!

There are even outsiders involved.

No matter what the result is, the people of that era are definitely tough to the extreme.

Luo Chen once learned about it in the fairy world.

It was the great war in that era that caused the earth's aura to be quickly depleted, which also made the remnants of the Dao system directly closed the mountain after that war.

But there is no doubt that the cultivators of that era were the real cultivators, the real supernatural beings.

So what surprised Luo Chen was that the Taoist in front of him should also be a strong man, how could he be polluted by this evil aura?

However, before Luo Chen could figure it out, a sneer broke the oppressive silence.

Luo Chen was far away from the corpse, and the corpse slowly opened his eyelids and shook his eyes.

In those empty eyes, there was suddenly black smoke, and it looked unusually demonic.

The Dao corpse moved, and walked towards Luo Chen, with a stiff step, the bronze longsword with a 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's eyes changed.

It was a huge river, but it was red, and the river was full of bright red blood, and above the river, corpses were white, and some of them were rotting.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

A Taoist half-crouched by the river, the bronze long sword in his hand grinding back and forth on a huge whetstone under his feet.

A strange and cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As his bronze sword grinded back and forth, there seemed to be a strange rhythm between heaven and earth in turmoil!

It makes people feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable, and there is panic.

Because he grinds twice, he will cut off an ear from a corpse next to him and put it in his mouth to chew, as if he has eaten with relish, making a crisp sound.

If it had been someone else, I am afraid that I would have been frightened by the scene in front of me.

But Luo Chen was calm.

It was a small scene for him.

Once a planet had been slaughtered by Luo Chen, and now it was just a river of blood, how could he feel a trace of fear?

The man sharpened the sword a few more times, then poured blood on it, and then carefully examined the bronze sword.

Luo Chen simply walked directly to the Daoist's side, and then sat down and looked at the Daoist.

"You're not afraid?" the Taoist voice was low and hoarse, as if it had a strong metallic aura.

Luo Chen did not answer.

"You're not afraid?" the Taoist continued, his face expressionless.

Luo Chen still didn't answer.

"Why aren't you afraid?" The Daoist's sword sharpened faster and faster, and it had already sharpened out of the sparks.

"You should be afraid!" said the Taoist again.

Luo Chen still didn't speak.

"You have to be afraid!" the Daoist's expression became more and more distorted, more and more terrifying!

"You have to be afraid!" the Taoist roared, and then slashed the long sword in his hand towards Luo Chen!

"Ding!"

Luo Chen grabbed the Daoist's long sword with two fingers and looked at the Daoist with an expressionless face.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Luo Chen said slowly.

"It's coming, it's all dead, they're all dead!" the Taoist muttered in despair.

"What is it?"

"Who are they?" Luo Chen asked.

"Dead, all dead, all living beings will die, whether they are gods or immortals, it comes, they all have to"

"Death!" As soon as the word death came out, Luo Chen frowned.

The sky above his head suddenly turned black, and the black clouds pressed on the top, and at the same time, an extremely strange force struck, and the bronze long sword in the man's hand suddenly surged with black sword light.

Let out a sword groan, break free from Luo Chen's two fingers, and at the same time slash out with a sword.

Luo Chen flashed suddenly, boom, and a huge mountain in the distance was instantly cut down and turned into powder!

And at this moment, above Kunlun, the Dao corpse in front of Luo Chen's eyes slashed over with a sword.

Luo Chen blocked with his arm.

With a bang, the surrounding mountains and rocks exploded, and a white mark was cut out on the back of Luo Chen's hand.

Then there was a glimmer of blood.

Luo Chen frowned, it was self-evident how strong his physical strength was.

They were all cut out of a streak of blood.

This is the first time Luo Chen has been injured since he was reborn.

But Luo Chen smiled.

A punch was struck, like a long rainbow, and the corpse swung his sword to block, making a low bang.

Dao Corpse took a few steps back.

Then there was a smooth condensation in Luo Chen's hand, and an ancient ancient word was condensed in Luo Chen's hand.

As soon as this ancient word appeared, it was as if time had been frozen.

That's a seal.

The strength of this Dao corpse is obviously between Luo Chen, but he is an ancient corpse after all, and Luo Chen has too many means, even if the strength is similar to Luo Chen, it is not enough to compete with Luo Chen.

After all, Luo Chen in his previous life was able to exist on the next level, and among the same level, Luo Chen would never have an opponent.

Luo Chen wants to explore the secret of this ancient corpse, what is it in the mouth of the ancient corpse?

Why are all the gods and immortals of the Shang and Zhou dynasties now invisible?

So Luo Chen simply planned to seal this ancient corpse. It's just that as soon as this letter came out, something happened suddenly!