Chapter 1437 Mountain of Four Million Corpses (Part 2)
The mountain of four million corpses is a monument, recording Jiang Mo's legend and shocking everything around him.
Territories, large and small, have all been relocated. After they heard the news and saw the mountain of four million corpses, they decided to stay away from here and go as far as possible. Some of them even decided to go to the God Realm. On the other hand, the reason is that the undead are too scary!
No one knows, since when did the undead become like this?
How could a city lord destroy the Space Temple? In the process, the news slowly came back. A few years later, everyone confirmed that the Space Temple was indeed destroyed, and all of this was led by Jiang Mo.
From then on, Jiang Mo, the death castle, was also nearby, and became famous.
There is only one regret, and that is that Jiang Mo did not find Broughton. That guy had already escaped when Jiang Mo attacked the Space Temple, and he did not return to his own territory. He didn't even want his main city. Nie Yao When they took the monk there, the soldiers in the city didn't know what happened.
Nie Yao didn't kill them, it must be that they have nothing to do with this matter, but Jiang Mo announced his identity, the monk's wife, and told those people, from now on, don't bring up your past, otherwise, Kill without mercy!
This is the end of the matter. Jiang Mo's city is now ushering in a leap-forward development. Let alone the twelfth level, even the thirteenth-level powerhouse intends to join Jiang Mo's temple and become a temple guard.
They don't care about the strength of the hall masters at all, those are useless, they all think that melee martial arts is the new benchmark of strength.
For a while, the term martial arts came into being in this area of the God Realm. Walking outside, if you say you don't know martial arts, you feel ashamed!
Are you a level 13 powerhouse? What powerful exercises do you know? Useless! It's useless at all!
"Boy, go to the Mountain of Four Million Corpses. When you get there, you will know what Kung Fu is!"
Many people will teach the newcomers a lesson, no matter what your strength is, you must keep a low profile when you get here, if you are not the palace guard of the Five Gods Temple, you are nothing!
Don't be dissatisfied, if you offend any of the palace masters, you will be killed, don't say what kind of temple you are! Get in a hurry, city lord Jiang Mo, destroy your temple too!
Ah! Jiang Moke didn't say anything, it was the residents who said it themselves, and they couldn't stop it. The advertisement was very loud, and those corpses were a good proof.
Who dares to object? Who dares? The current temple guards, with a lot of thirteenth-level powerhouses, which kid is dead? Dare to speak ill of the Temple Guard? Dare to speak ill of City Lord Jiang Mo?
Over time, the Death Territory gradually became famous.
The Fort of Death has expanded five times again. The current residents of Jiang Mo are completely comparable to a country, but the ruler of the country is meaningless at all. In everyone's mind, Jiang Mo's status is the Lord of God!
The hall master is not worthy to be used to describe Jiang Mo's existence.
Moreover, a set of clothing is popular in the Death Territory, tattered and pitch-black, and each of the residents is dressed like an undead. Whoever looks more like the clothes looks better!
Jiang Mo is about to collapse, what kind of world is this? I am a real undead, dressed like a person.
But the hundreds of millions of residents under him are obviously human beings, and they dress like undead, what's the matter? What about Halloween? Walking on the street, Jiang Mo felt a little scared! What is this called...?