Chapter 900: Ba Dao's Vitality, Meng Po's Selection

From the description of these items, it is not difficult to see that the Weird Clan actually wanted to build a passage that could connect to the Weird Plateau in their own territory under his nose.

Just like the heavens in front of him...

Fortunately, because the Weird Clan misjudged their own strength and the overall strength of the fairyland, they only set up the altar in a hurry, but the passage has not been activated yet.

Otherwise, Jiang Huai would be in a big trouble.

"The Weird Clan is really a trouble." Jiang Huai couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

The plot of this clan is beyond imagination. They have always hoped to revive the legendary creature and bury the heavens and the worlds for this.

Now, they even do it on their own territory. If the butcher hadn't discovered it by chance, I'm afraid that by the time they really activate the passage, everything will be too late.

Just looking at this piece of land eroded by strange power, lifeless, weird and weird, it really doesn't meet Jiang Huai's aesthetics.

With this thought, he slowly walked towards the sarcophagus, hesitated for a moment, and gently touched the stone surface with his fingers.

The stone surface was as piercing as ice, and a cold air spread through the fingertips throughout the body, corroding the bones and sucking the marrow, wanting to occupy Jiang Huai's body and corrode his mind, which was truly evil.

This trace of cold air was nothing, but it was shaken cleanly when the blood and qi rolled.

It was just that the cold air flowed through the blood and qi, making Jiang Huai couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

This cold meaning was actually the embodiment of a very powerful curse that could kill Wang Du.

It is conceivable how ominous this sarcophagus is.

However, Jiang Huai saw this sarcophagus familiar.

After taking another look, he was sure in his heart.

The sarcophagus should be the same as the Daluo sword embryo in Shi Hao's hand, which were all leftovers from the burial of that person.

It was a big deal.

It can be said to be a leftover, but if it is placed outside, it is something that can only be encountered but not sought, comparable to the peerless and fierce things like the emperor's weapon, no wonder the curse on it is so dangerous.

Even if this sarcophagus is left there motionless, the curse power it carries can easily destroy a territory.

At this time, Jiang Huai was startled, and then suddenly turned around and walked quickly to the four vermilion painted stone pillars.

On the surface of the vermilion stone pillars, the complicated sacrificial texts were like ferocious venomous snakes, and the sacrificial texts were also dyed with vermilion blood paint.

After staring for a moment, Jiang Huai's face changed.

If he remembered correctly, before he came, the recorded image presented by the butcher clearly showed that these sacrificial patterns only occupied two-thirds of the stone pillars, but now, they are almost covering the entire stone pillar.

At the same time, the information obtained by the detection technique in front of him also changed.

Name: Curse Totem

Introduction: An ancient totem from an ominous place, it comes from a certain vein.

Use: communicate with the ancestral land, sacrifice.

Status: Activating.

Tip: When the curse totem completely covers the stone pillar, this altar will be activated.

Jiang Huai's eyes were low and slightly cold.

He sneered twice: "It's just a good trick. Even if there is no one controlling it, it can activate the altar invisibly."

He sighed again in his heart. If it weren't for the butcher this time, if someone else came, they might not have found this altar.

Only the butcher was stubborn. He clearly felt that there was something abnormal under the abyss, but he still wanted to find out.

"We must destroy the layout here as soon as possible, and we can't let the weird clan succeed in their plan." Jiang Huai said in his heart.

This is simple with his strength. Just destroy it together.

The cold light in his palm was like the sun and the moon. The panic of the Tyrant Sword came from the unknown, and the domineering aura spread here in an instant.

But just when Jiang Huai was about to take action, a slight vibration came from under the sarcophagus, almost inaudible. His face was stern, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, looking at the sarcophagus vigilantly.

The black fog around the sarcophagus suddenly surged violently. At the same time, a clear and dull collision sound came from the top of the sarcophagus, as if something under the sarcophagus was about to wake up.

Jiang Huai was focused and focused.

The material of this sarcophagus is special, and his senselessness and spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate it to know the situation inside.

But judging from this sudden scene, it can't be a good thing.

A big hand suddenly stretched out from the sarcophagus, as big as a hill, covering half of the sky, as if it could pick stars and moons, and cover the sky with one hand.

There was no skin on the surface of the big hand, and the scarlet bloody flesh was visible at a glance. With a surging fierce power, it was like an ancient demon god crawling out of the abyss, emitting a wave that belonged to the emperor realm, and grabbed towards the position where Jiang Huai was.

In an instant, the black fog was overwhelming, and the space was broken.

Jiang Huai looked solemn, but he did not retreat. He flashed and appeared on the side of the big hand like a ghost. The sword in his hand burst into a dazzling cold light, like a meteor that cut through the night sky, and slashed at the giant hand fiercely.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, sparks flew from the collision of metals. Jiang Huai felt a strong force coming, which made him step back involuntarily. The giant hand was also cut into a bloody mess by this blow, but the strange thing was that the wound healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never been injured.

At this moment, the giant hand waved again, with the sound of whistling wind, and attacked Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai's body was agile, and at the same time, the sword in his hand swung out again, the sword light was like a dragon, and went straight to the vital point of the giant hand.

The dull collision sound was like rain again, and it was endless.

This is an emperor's hand, very scary and extremely hard, like an emperor's weapon, it can withstand the sharpness of the Tyrant Sword.

But after all, it is only an emperor's hand, and it has not completed the emperor's body.

After a moment.

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

The giant hand was finally cut off by Jiang Huai's sword, and blood fell like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air black.

The broken hand fell from the air, and when it landed on the ground, it was instantly corroded clean, leaving only a pile of black smelly mucus.

At this time, a shrill scream came from the sarcophagus, unwilling, angry, and then gradually faded away.

Jiang Huai did not take the opportunity to chase, but looked at the sarcophagus vigilantly, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

There was nothing unusual next.

There should be only an emperor's hand hidden under the sarcophagus, which was left here in case of emergency to prevent anyone from destroying this place, that is, if he came here in person, it would be dangerous if the quasi-immortal emperor came here.

This is the gap between the True Emperor and the Quasi Emperor, which is as insurmountable as a chasm. A True Emperor can crush a Quasi Emperor with just one finger. Even a son of destiny like Huang cannot cross this chasm.

Jiang Huai's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. The next moment, he decisively slashed out with his tyrannical sword.

The silver track illuminated this place.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The loud noise shook the sky. Under the power of the tyrant sword, the stone coffin was instantly shattered into pieces, with broken stones flying and dust flying.

An ancient and evil breath escaped from the stone coffin, making people feel cold, as if countless dead souls were wailing and accusing.

After a successful strike, Jiang Huai took advantage of the situation and chopped off the incense ash burner, broken fingers, broken teeth, and the four red stone pillars stained with sacrificial totems.

He didn't stop until he destroyed this place.

"It should be okay, right?" Jiang Huai was a little unsure.

Mainly because the power of the strange clan is too mysterious and extremely difficult to eliminate.

At this time, the Overlord Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he had discovered the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Following the direction pointed by the Overlord Sword, he looked at the pile of stones scattered on the ground and the stone coffins scattered on the ground with a strange expression.

The materials of the two are the same, both are extremely special. Even under his bombardment, they have not been annihilated into nothingness. He is not surprised at this, after all, they are made of the scraps of the coffin of the person buried.

Just feeling the excitement from the Overlord Sword, Jiang Huai is more curious.

As we all know, the Overlord Sword is a rare item with unique attributes, with infinite growth value. It can devour other swords and other weapons and armors to evolve. The more it devours, the higher the rarity, and the more sublimation it can get.

Jiang Huai has no idea how many weapons and armors he has fed to his "buddy", so that even the king-level weapons and armors will not have any evolutionary effect.

Now, Ba Dao wants to devour this pile of rocks, which is extremely rare, indicating that the temptation of this pile of broken stones is great enough.

That's right.

Since this stone can be polished into a Daluo sword embryo, it means that it is also a kind of weapon. In addition, it has a special origin and unprecedented materials, comparable to the emperor's weapon. This is why Ba Dao is so excited.

But Jiang Huai was a little hesitant.

This stone is stained with weird and cursed power. What if Ba Dao is affected and eroded after swallowing it?

But Ba Dao is rarely so excited.

After thinking it over and over again, he first controlled Ba Dao to swallow a little.

In this way, after observing that there was no adverse reaction, he was relieved and let Ba Dao swallow the broken stones.

The Ba Dao was seen trembling gently in Jiang Huai's hand, as if a sleeping beast was awakened and was excitedly looking forward to the upcoming feast.

With Jiang Huai's tacit consent, the blade trembled slightly, and an invisible big mouth quietly opened, like a hungry wolf hidden in the void, rushing at the scattered gravel.

The gravel floated up one after another, and was pulled closer to the Tyrant Blade by an invisible force.

As more and more gravel gathered, the "big mouth" of the Tyrant Blade opened wider and wider, and finally covered all the gravel.

At this moment, the air seemed to solidify, and everything around became unusually quiet. There was only the sound of the Tyrant Blade swallowing gravel, like the crunch of chewing chocolate beans.

Jiang Huai could feel the indescribable excitement coming from the Tyrant Blade.

He could also clearly sense that as the rocks were swallowed, the Tyrant Blade was undergoing subtle changes and transformations.

The light on the Tyrant Blade began to become more and more dazzling, and the patterns on the blade became more complex and profound.

The blade, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, became almost transparent and empty at this moment, as if it had merged with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

But even so, Jiang Huai could still clearly feel its existence, as if it had become a part of his body, and he could use it as he pleased.

He casually slashed with a knife, without even exerting any strength, and the place became chaotic, as if a new small world was about to be opened up.

Jiang Huai could not help but be overjoyed.

In this way, his combat power has reached a new level. At this moment, the Tyrant Sword will be able to cut off the strange emperor's hand with one knife, and chopping the emperor's body will be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

After playing with it for a while, Jiang Huai put the Tyrant Sword into his sea of ​​consciousness and looked around. He didn't know if it was his illusion. With the destruction of this altar, this strange place became a little lighter invisibly.

But it won't disappear, it's just that the strange power contained in it has weakened, and even a true immortal can persist in it for a long time.

Without staying here for long, Jiang Huai left directly, returned to the mountain behind the village, and came to the underworld.

The darkness was invisible, and between the billowing black mist, only a huge portal could be seen traversing there.

Now that some key positions have been added, the underworld is already half-operational. It is no longer limited to his aging disciples, but has directly expanded its scope to the entire fairyland.

The souls of all the dead creatures in the Immortal Realm, below the level of true immortals, will be taken here after death.

However, because Meng Po was missing and there was no Forgotten Soul Soup, they were all wandering around in the underworld.

This is temporarily serving as a receiving station.

But as soon as he entered the Netherworld, a black token appeared in front of his eyes, which was the candidate for Wang Po.

Lin Lishi.

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment.

This is Old Man Lin's wife, one of his earliest old believers.

The other party has ordinary talents and is just an ordinary person. His original lifespan can be up to a hundred years. However, because of his special status and position, he also received ginseng fruit, and he is in the fairyland. He has lived until now. Millions of years are longer than nine days at the beginning. The lifespan of the supreme being on the ten earths will be long.

But even if you don't become an immortal, even if you use various methods, ordinary people will still have a long life.

Now, life is coming to an end.

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked somewhere.

I saw big white flags hanging and wreaths standing in the courtyard of Old Man Lin's house. In the courtyard, there were longing figures, all of them ordinary villagers.

In the house, Mrs. Lin was lying peacefully on the bed.

The face that had gone through the years looked extremely peaceful at the moment, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he was having a beautiful dream and didn't want to wake up.

There was a faint sadness in the room, but it was still peaceful.

Old man Lin sat on the edge of the bed, holding Lin's hand that had lost its warmth, his eyes red.

The old man with great power in the village seemed to be a different person at this moment. He spoke softly to the sleeping Lin, telling every detail of the past. Every word was full of affection and reluctance.

Lin Chen and Lin Zhuang stood beside their father, their eyes also red.

Next to him, there were Gu Chen, the Ten-Crown King, a banished immortal, Xiaoba Lin Xintong, a half-monster, several other children, and the grandchildren of Lin Hai and others.

Lin Xintong was in tears and the saddest. Mrs. Lin loved her the most on weekdays.

Everyone bowed their heads in silence, with reluctance written on everyone's face.

In the room, there was a faint sound of sobbing.

After a long time, Old Man Lin slowly stood up and said with a smile:

"Okay, you naughty kids, don't be sad, the old lady passed away peacefully.

She is blessed to have no illness or disaster, and no worries about food and drink.

Just a mortal, who can live for such a long time?

What's more, thanks to your blessing, the old lady should have gone to the underworld now, and everyone will meet again. "

Everyone was noncommittal.

Because sir, in Liucun, death is not the end. Although Lin has passed away, we can still see each other as usual after a period of time, as if she is still alive.

It's just that people are gone after all, and sadness is inevitable.