Chapter 1648

It's really hard to say which stone monument in the swamp Xu Qingyang will be in.

The Netherworld Swamp is obviously not safe. Those rotten hands, rotten claws, and blossoming soul fires are not weaker than the ninth level of the God King.

These guys are hidden in the swamp and are not easy to deal with.

Flying is not allowed here, it is the home ground of these rotten monsters.

Lin Moyu pondered for a moment, feeling a little helpless.

Now that we are here, it is impossible to give up. We can only take one step at a time.

As for what is in the stone tablet, you can only know it by seeing it with your own eyes.

With a thought in his heart, Lin Moyu turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the center of the swamp.

His speed is the same as that of the Skeleton God Warrior, reaching 150,000 kilometers per second, exceeding the limit of the ninth level of the God King, and even surpassing the Little God Lord.

Two seconds later, Lin Moyu finally saw a tenfold shadow in his sight.

At this time, he was still far away from the stone monument, but there was a suction force coming from underneath the swamp, and Lin Moyu's body had already begun to fall.

With a thought, a skeleton god warrior appeared beneath him.

He stepped on the Skeleton God Warrior with both feet, and his body turned into a ray of light and rushed out again.

The Skeleton God Warrior was recovered before falling into the swamp, and everything coordinated perfectly.

No matter how good the cooperation is, it cannot compare to the cooperation between himself and the undead army.

The army of the undead is his own hand, like an arm.

The closer to the stone monument, the stronger the suction force transmitted from the swamp.

Lin Moyu borrowed strength from the Skeleton God Warrior again and again, and got rid of the influence of the swamp's suction.

After five times in a row, he finally landed on the stone monument.

Standing on the stone tablet, Lin Moyu looked at the stone tablet.

The material used for the stone tablet was exactly the same as that of the Mysterious Manor Castle. It was such a strong material that Lin Moyu could not leave even the slightest trace on it even if he tried his best.

But the stone tablet in front of me has traces of the battle on it, and there are also words engraved on it.

"The Tomb of the Netherworld Legion, the First Army, and the Third Team."

After seeing the words engraved on the stone tablet clearly, a chill could not help but rise in my heart.

He found that his initial guess was correct. An earth-shattering battle had indeed occurred here.

The Nether Swamp is not a swamp, but a cemetery of flesh and blood.

The third team of the first group of the Nether Legion were buried here collectively.

In the cold, Lin Moyu couldn't help but feel frightened.

"The cemetery of a small team actually requires an area of ​​one million kilometers."

"What a size this squad is."

Lin Moyu felt that even if all his undead legions were gathered together, tens of millions of undead legions would not need such a large area.

The number of this team is at least hundreds of millions.

This is just a small team, belonging to the first group army.

How many such squads should there be in a group army?

And there should be several armies in the Netherworld Legion.

Since there is the Nether Legion, will there be other legions?

No matter what the size of other legions, it is estimated that it will not be much smaller.

Lin Moyu was deeply shocked. He originally thought that his undead army was large enough.

As long as his realm has improved, the undead army will be able to sweep across the starry sky.

But now it seems that my undead army is really just a mere army, not even a little shrimp.

How intense was the war in ancient times, and how large was the scale of the war.

Lin Moyu was greatly touched in her heart, and some of her original complacency disappeared at this moment.

After forcing himself to calm down, he carefully checked the stone tablet again and again.

The stone monument is strong enough to withstand the ravages of time.

I first used the undead vision and found no soul hidden in the stone tablet.

Visual inspection also showed no clues.

Finally, Lin Moyu used the power of his soul to remove the stone tablet.

This time the stone tablet responded and vibrated slightly.

The slight vibration of the thousand-meter-long stone monument was transmitted to the swamp, which immediately caused quite a reaction.

Flesh and mud were flying, and streams of black-red liquid with a strong rotten smell emerged from the bottom of the stone monument.

Lin Moyu looked at the black-red liquid that suddenly emerged. After pondering for a few seconds, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

He jumped down to the bottom of the stone monument and sucked up a large amount of black and red liquid with his palm.

The two fingers were twisted together into a sword shape, driving the black-red liquid and evenly smearing it on the words on the stone tablet.

When Lin Moyu's first stroke came down, the stone tablet began to vibrate slightly, and more black-red liquid emerged from the bottom.

The bottom is like a small fountain, with black and red liquid constantly pouring out.

After Lin Moyu finished painting one word, he sucked in more black-red liquid and began to smear it on the second word.

Stroke by stroke, Lin Moyu applied it very carefully.

Lin Moyu did this because he saw some pictures.

This is a tomb, and the stone tablet is actually a tombstone.

The words above were incised, and there seemed to be a trace of blood inside the words.

It shows that a long time ago, these words were colored.

But after countless years, the color on the text faded away.

He thought of the tombstones of the human race in the small world, filled with blood.

Just as black-red liquid emerged from the bottom of the stele, Lin Moyu immediately knew what he should do.

Use a pointing pen to fill in words on the tombstone.

When the fifteen large characters were painted black and red, a red light suddenly shot out from the stone tablet and shot straight into the sky.

The stone tablet roared, and red light filled the air, covering an area of ​​10,000 meters.

A scene that had disappeared from history played out before Lin Moyu's eyes.

A peerless strong man covered in thick armor stood in the starry sky.

The starry sky is filled with corpses, the corpses are endless and difficult to count.

In front of the strong man is a 260 powerful army.

Facing a strong army alone, this strong man showed no fear.

His voice resounded through the starry sky, "The army is defeated, and I will be ashamed of my master. I will exchange my life for it and bring my brothers back."

As soon as the words fell, the strong man's body collapsed, and at the same time he burst out with earth-shaking and terrifying power.

All the corpses that were originally floating in the starry sky automatically gathered into a group, turned into flesh and blood, broke through the space restrictions, and teleported away.

Immediately afterwards, the screen came to a gray world.

Above the gray world, there is an immortal flame burning brightly, shining on the heaven and earth.

"Netherworld Swamp!"

Lin Moyu whispered softly, this scene is exactly the Netherworld Swamp.

But it couldn't be called Netherworld Swamp at that time. At that time, the land was flat and there was no swamp.

The sky opened, and huge masses of flesh and blood fell from the sky.

Flesh and blood hit the ground and splashed outward like water splashes.

A lot of flesh and blood spattered out, but the main body was still intact, forming giant swamps with a diameter of millions of kilometers.

The flesh and blood splashed out formed swamps of varying sizes.

Then the general's shadow appeared in the sky.

His body dies, but his spirit lives on.

He stretched out his hand to summon a large number of stone tablets and at the same time carved words on them.

The sound rolled out like thunder!

"The place where the bones are buried, the immortal fire will shine forever. Wait for the master to return, and then fight the galaxy again!"

As if in response to his words, countless flesh and blood boiled up, and countless severed limbs were mixed with flesh and blood mud, like a volcano erupting hundreds of thousands of meters into the sky, unable to calm down for a long time.