Chapter 1006: Rebellion

"Remember, I haven't contacted you for a while since I left last time?" Yan Luo asked instead of answering Shi Mu's question.

"You said you had something to deal with at the time, but later you said you've already dealt with it... What, did something happen again?" Shi Mu asked with a slight frown.

"The day when we confront the emperor will not be too far away. In the last battle on Wuyan Star, I wanted to send the hundreds of thousands of undead troops I had accumulated here to help you. Who would have thought that the underworld would suddenly emerge?" Unexpectedly, during that period of time, some undead spirits in the divine realm who were supposed to sleep in the ground began to appear and attack my army." Yan Luo said, his tone fluctuating slightly.

"These god-level undead should not be your opponents." Shi Mu said.

"The Nether Realm has its own rules. The appearance of these god-level undead creatures is not accidental. Something must have provoked them. If I kill them without knowing the reason, then from now on, the Necromancer Interface will not tolerate me." It is." Yan Luo said.

"Then did you figure out the reason later?" Shi Mu asked with a flash of his eyes.

"It's Wu Ye's fault." Yan Luo suddenly turned around and said.

"What?" Shi Mu asked in surprise when he heard this.

In Shi Mu's impression, Wu Ye seemed to be created by Yan Luo himself, how could he rebel against Yan Luo?

Besides, Wu Ye's soul should still be bound and controlled by Yan Luo.

"Wu Ye has been hiding his cultivation so far. He has already cultivated to the divine realm without knowing it. He can get rid of my soul bondage at any time, but he has been lurking by my side using my trust in him. Those divine realms The undead were deliberately provoked by him." Yan Luo said.

"There is such a thing! Could it be that you called me this time, and it has something to do with Wu Ye?" Shi Mu's expression became a little dignified when he heard this.

"That's right. When I left this time, in order to prevent any changes, I handed over the Falling Immortal Terrace to him and Dagger Spirit for safekeeping. In the end, he beat Dagger Spirit to death, took away the Falling Immortal Terrace, and took away a large army of undead. "Yan Luo calmly said something that surprised Shi Mu.

"Tell me, what do I need to do?" Shi Mu took a deep breath and asked directly.

"Help me stop the army of undead spirits it took away, and I will kill this traitor with my own hands." Yan Luo said with a cold tone.

"Where is Wu Ye now?" Shi Mu asked.

"Mingyuan." Yan Luozhen raised his head slightly, looked to the north, and said so.

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At the end of a brown mountain that stretches for more than a thousand miles to the north, there is a white ice field. The originally desolate and barren land, under the infestation of endless years of cold and corpse air, has formed a light black permafrost that does not melt all year round. .

The terrain of this ice field is not flat, with ups and downs, and there are layers of light white things like cold grass growing on it, but if you look carefully, you will find that these are not cold grass, but A fine layer of white bone fragments.

In addition to this layer of white broken bones, every few hundred feet on the ice sheet, you can see a pair of tall white skeletons, which are also covered by a thick layer of frost.

Occasionally, dots of emerald green phosphorous fire will light up on these bones, but they only flicker for a few breaths, and then disappear. Even so, this frozen wasteland still looks like it is covered with stars, and from time to time there is a patch of fire. Pieces of green starlight, one after another, added a bit of darkness and eerie atmosphere to this place.

Besides, there is no sound in the whole wasteland, it is as quiet as a black and white ink painting, but it has no aesthetic feeling at all, and there is always a suffocating sense of death.

The cloudy air accumulated in the sky above the ice sheet, forming a large piece of thick lead-colored cumulus clouds stretching for thousands of miles, which lowered the sky extremely low, and also obscured the light of the half blood moon.

"call……"

"call……"

Gusts of howling wind sounded from time to time, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, echoing on the boundless ice field for a long time.

Nether Abyss is in the deepest part of this white ice field.

It was an extremely deep and narrow ditch, like a giant ax falling from the sky, splitting the frozen wasteland straight. The area around this ditch was shrouded in a gray mist all year round, and it was almost impossible to see in it. .

At this moment, at the edge of the gray mist, two dazzling rays of light flew rapidly from the distant sky, and when they approached the gray mist, they flew down rapidly.

The figures of Shi Mu and Yan Luo appeared.

There was only a "click", but when Shi Mu stepped on his feet, he stepped on several white broken bones.

This inaudible crisp cracking sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky on this terribly silent ice field.

In the gray fog ahead, there was a sudden flash, and two groups of green flames lit up.

Immediately afterwards, as if contagious, green light flickered in the gray mist, and groups of flames continued to light up, covering the entire area covered by the mist in the blink of an eye.

The flames are big and small, high and low, and the night colors are also different. The big ones have a radius of tens of feet, the small ones are no more than an inch, the tall ones hang thousands of feet in the sky, and the low ones do not exceed nine feet above the ground.

Seeing this, Shi Mu's pupils shrank slightly, but there was no surprise.

These are all the soul fires of undead creatures. According to a rough estimate, there are hundreds of thousands of them.

The soul fires lit up all over the mountains and plains like will-o'-the-wisps, emitting rays of light, not only failing to raise the surrounding temperature, but making the surroundings even colder.

Shi Mu looked at the two huge soul fires deep in the mist, and suddenly raised his right fist.

On the end of his fist, a golden-red light flashed, and suddenly a raging flame rose, from which bursts of scorching heat waves, until the frost on the white broken bones under his feet evaporated and melted one after another. Into a misty water vapor.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed golden, he took a step forward, and punched out suddenly.

On the surface of his fist, raging flames suddenly ignited, and a huge flaming fist shadow with a diameter of a hundred feet flew out and went straight to the depths of the mist.

"boom boom boom"

The shadow of the flaming fist rubbed against the air continuously, bursting out bursts of loud noises, and the dazzling flames split the enveloping mist into two, splitting a huge gully over a thousand feet wide.

In the gully, thousands of white bone skeletons and zombies and rotting beasts showed their bodies one after another.

The hundreds of thousands of undead creatures directly below the shadow of the flame fist, as soon as they revealed their figures, they were scorched by the scorching fire waves and turned into flying ash, leaving only a ridge of more than a hundred feet wide on the ground Black scorch.

Within a thousand feet, tens of thousands of undead creatures retreated one after another, and the shadow of the flaming fist roared and smashed into the depths of the mist.

As the fire continued to approach, the two huge bodies of the soul fire in the depths of the mist were finally revealed.

It was a giant ghost king with a bruised body, scales on his abdomen, and a human body with the head of a bull. On his head were two hundred-foot-long white bone horns, winding like a halberd, piercing obliquely into the sky.

Seeing the shadow of the flaming fist rushing towards him, the bone-horned ghost king raised his head to the sky and roared, holding two huge white bone axes tightly in both hands, leaped forward, and went forward to meet him.

But seeing his twin axes staggered and swung violently, he smashed towards the shadow of the flame fist.

"Boom" an earth-shattering bang.

Where the flaming fist shadow fell, it exploded suddenly, exploding a huge ball of flames.

Immediately afterwards, a thick pillar of flame shot straight into the sky like a dragon, and crashed into the lead cloud in the sky.

"Boom"

There was another bang.

The flames exploded in the lead cloud above Nether Abyss, the dark clouds rolled, and the burst air waves rolled around, and more than a thousand skeleton soldiers were affected and smashed into pieces.

The violent wind kept sweeping, turning into circles of circular air walls, billowing in all directions. Countless skeleton soldiers with smaller physiques were impacted by this air wall, flying into the sky, and their bodies were even more strangled. It must be crushed, and there will be no bones left.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, the misty mist that had gathered here for endless years was also swept away at once, and even the dark clouds in the sky were dispelled a lot, and the originally hazy red moonlight was able to fall on this area again.

The flames gradually dissipated, but the huge body of the ghost king with bone horns, like those ordinary undead, shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.

All this seemed complicated, but in fact, it took only two or three breaths of effort, and the ghost king whose cultivation base and strength could rival the powerhouses of the holy rank disappeared in smoke.

At this time, Shi Mu was still maintaining the stance of punching his right fist, and only then slowly retracted it at this moment, while the expression on Yan Luo's pretty face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. .

After the fog ahead was cleared away, the scene ahead was completely revealed.

The black ravine that was bombarded by Shi Mu just now was empty, and there were no more undead creatures, but there were still countless undead armies densely packed on both sides.

Most of them are skeleton soldiers wearing worn-out armor, among which there are many high-level golden or silver skeleton soldiers, and the same number of skeleton soldiers are some huge but festering zombies and rotting beasts.

Behind this large army, there are more than a dozen towering figures like mountains, all of which are ghost king-level undead with impressive strength.

The originally menacing undead army seemed to be intimidated by the power of Shi Mu's punch, and they didn't push forward for a while.

Behind this undead army, the huge horizontal abyss also became somewhat clearer, and billowing gray mist was emerging from it.

"Where is Wu Ye?"

Yan Luo suddenly opened his mouth to drink in a low voice, his voice was cold, like a thunderous thunder that shook the entire ice field.

Countless undead creatures heard this sound, and the soul fire in their eyes couldn't help but tremble suddenly. They seemed to be a little panicked, and they all took a few steps back.

At this moment, the gray mist surged violently in the abyss, and a huge shadow rose up from it.

Shi Mu looked intently, but saw that what rushed out of the abyss was a green griffin over a hundred feet long.

This griffin has a blue mane all over its body, except for its head, which has no flesh and fur, and is completely bone-like. There are pale golden flames shining in the two huge eye sockets.

On the top of its head, there is a smaller black figure holding a black bone knife in one hand and the Falling Immortal Platform in the other.