World of Cultivation: Sect 786 Corpse

If it wasn't for that face, Zuo Mo would never recognize the body in front of it. The body of the corpse originally seemed to crack from it, with a colorful side, but now his body is as warm as jade, releasing amazing fluctuations. Only the dry face was still so familiar.

The corpse seems to be stronger.

But for some reason, Zuo Mo has an ominous hunch. The more powerful a person is, the finer the control of power, the power will never be easily released. At this time, the corpse was like a raging flame, although it was fiery, but it gave Zuo Mo a sense that it could not last.

When Zuo Mo's eyes accidentally glanced over the corpse's legs, he suddenly held them. The corpse's legs were below the knee, empty, and there was a section of already as pale.

As soon as Zuo Mo stays, he stutters and asks, "What is your body, corpse ..."

In Zuo Mo's mind, corpses are omnipotent. No one is more powerful than corpses, not even Sky Ring Grand Elder. How could such a peerless powerhouse become like this?

The corpse sees Zuo Mo and smiles, which makes his pale face look somewhat weird and horrible: "I have lived long enough for already."

"But ..."

Zuo Mo opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He suddenly realized that it took tens of thousands of years in Sealed Battlefield to make it impossible for the corpse's life to come to an end?

already has passed for more than ten years since Sealed Battlefield met. The Sun Seed Crystal sent to him by the corpse that year saved him many lives. He can go from Cultivate to today's state, and Sun Seed Crystal is extremely successful.

He remembers that when he was separated, the corpse said he was going to find his hometown.

It seems that Zuo Mo is sad. A soft light flashed in the corpse's eyes. He laughed: "No matter how powerful a strong person is, it is impossible to resist the fate of time. My already lives much longer than them, nothing. Dissatisfied, you don't have to be sad for me. "

Zuo Mo silently, after a moment, he looked up: "Body, have you found your hometown?"

"This is my hometown." The corpse laughed.

Zuo Mo said for a moment: "Ah, this is your hometown?" After a while, he suddenly reacted, his expression stiffened on his face, and he stuttered again: "You you you ... are King Of Hell?"

The corpse saw Zuo Mo look like a ghost, and laughed happily: "Is this strange?"

Zuo Mo completely lost the language ability, he did not expect that the corpse turned out to be King Of Hell! But when he recovered from the shock, he took it for granted. In such a short period of time, Underworld Boundary can be unified silently. Zuo Mo feels that no one can do it except the corpse.

The corpse is so happy that he can make Zuo Mo so shocked. He glanced up and down Zuo Mo, somewhat was surprised: "You're progressing very fast, even already God Level, right, you got hurt?"

Speaking of the last sentence, the corpse's brows frowned: "Is there still such a powerful strong man now?"

Zuo Mo explained the matter with Sky Ring Grand Elder in detail. After listening to the corpse, he nodded and said, "No wonder, you have good luck. You don't need to worry about it, it is very suitable for healing. You can see that already understands this aspect. The true meaning of the underworld is not death, but life. This is my Divine Art of Cultivate. In my hands, already has been removed and stored. It is all perfect. You can take a look and it will help your wounds. But you do n’t need Cultivate, Divine Power and Sun God are in conflict with you . "

Sweeped his Divine Wood coffin, and said, "You can find Wansheng Divine Wood, that's good luck! A few of them, I can help you wake up."

"Really?" Zuo Mo exulted, eyes wide open: "Can you wake them up?"

"In fact, you already have found the right way." The corpse explained: "However, you still have a slight understanding. If you want to wake them up, refine the Divine Art I gave you, it only takes ten years."

"Ten years ..." Zuo Mo 讪讪, quickly said: "You still come!"

The corpse's eyes glowed with a smile, but then his expression became serious: "But you have to promise me a few things."

"As long as I can finish it, just say it!" Zuo Mo crackled his breasts. In fact, even if the corpse cannot help him and needs his help, he will not frown.

The corpse groaned: "When your injury is healed, you are the real God Level. Although you have just stepped into God Level, already can barely inherit my position."

"Ah!" Zuo Mo stayed like a chicken, after a long while, he hesitated, "Are you talking about King Of Hell?"

"Yes," the corpse nodded. "It took me so much effort to unify them. I don't want to die as soon as they die."

After speaking, the corpse looked at Zuo Mo with a smile: "You have made a great deal. If Mo Cloud Sea goes on Underworld Boundary again, your already has the capital of the world."

Zuo Mo scratches his head: "Theoretically, I'm taking advantage. But why is it me?"

"Why?" The corpse laughed and then seriously: "There are several reasons. First, you have this ability. With the strength of God Level and the support of Mo Cloud Sea, you have the ability to sit on this throne. I I do n’t want Underworld Boundary to be in turmoil after my death. Second, you are good. Mo Cloud Sea is very good under your rule. You have no prejudice against Demon Race. I am assured. Third, you are lucky.

Zuo Mo still feels stepping on the cotton pile, this happiness comes too fast, too suddenly.

"Power doesn't make sense to me. The reason for unifying Underworld Boundary is only because this is my hometown." The corpse lightly said.

Zuo Mo soon woke up, he somewhat incredible: "Dongmingfu and Yin Tomb Guard outside, are playing in full swing, don't you just watch it?"

"There is no happiness, and it will not experience pain." The corpse lightly said, glancing at Zuo Mo: "I have my own arrangements."

Zuo Mo suddenly realized: "I see, this is exactly your game. You just want to see who wants to jump out, right?"

The corpse smiled, but did not answer, and thought to himself: "You raise the injury first, and take care of the injury early. Maybe you need to come forward."

"Okay." Zuo Mo thinks so too. If all is recovered, the help for the corpse must be even greater.

In fact, he didn't say a lot. The corpse's knees are gradually falling and annihilating, as if there is an invisible mouth, which is devouring the body of the corpse. Zuo Mo knew that the corpse's life had really come to an end, and there was no way to save it all.

It is Zuo Mo with the God Level realm, and is also afraid of this irreversible annihilation.

Zuo Mo is extremely sad.

Although he knew that no matter how powerful the strong man is, there will be a day of death. Although he knows that the corpse that has lived for tens of thousands of years, his heart is calm and serene, he saw the world as early as already.

But why are you still sad? Why is it sad?

The body of Huiguangyizhao is probably the most powerful time of his life, because his life is burning at the end. The corpse did not calmly wait for death to come, but chose to burn the last life in the last time.

What does the corpse want to do?

He must have what he wants to accomplish?

Zuo Mo is not clear, but he can clearly feel that the corpse has deep emotions beyond words.

Hometown?

Zuo Mo thought silently, the word was strange to him somewhat.

But whatever it is for, he will go all out to help the corpse fulfill his last wish.

The corpse refers to the key to refining during the death of Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo listened very carefully. After listening to it for a while, Zuo Mo felt very benefited. Compared with Zuo Mo, the cadaver's accomplishments in this area do not know how much deeper they are, they often point directly at the essence, and they hear Zuo Mo intoxicated.

The corpse explained for three days.

In these three days, the luster of the corpse becomes brighter and brighter, and his Aura becomes more powerful. The whole person is like a fiery flame, which makes it impossible to see.

However, the knee of the corpse disappeared.

Zuo Mo forbears the sadness in his heart and works hard to repair his body.

The Death Qi pool in dead eyes, after countless years of accumulation, those Death Qi are as pure as water. After the corpse's instructions, Zuo Mo quickly found the essentials. He soon discovered that the vitality extracted from the water in the pool of Death Qi was even more pure than that in the dark wood of the ghost.

His injury will soon recover.

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The corpse sat on the throne, staring blankly.

"Are you afraid?" Suddenly asked Sha Ou.

Sha Ou: "Don't be afraid."

"I'm dead, you will die too," the corpse said.

"Don't die," Sha Ou whispered.

"Iron Cow, how many years have you followed me?" The corpse turned his face and asked.

The head of the metal was crooked and thought for a while, and said, "1242 years."

"It's been over 10,000 years, time flies." The corpse said with emotion, and he suddenly said, "What if I want you to survive?"

Five eyes stared at him in unison, the temperature in the hall plummeted, and murderous air/qi overflowed.

The corpse laughed: "Well, if you are alive, you will certainly feel boring and boring. In this case, let's do one thing together."

murderous air/qi disappears.

"He's here," Heiwu said suddenly.

"Let him in." lightly said, at this moment, he was like the majestic King Of Hell.

When the visitor saw the corpse, he immediately became inexplicable and bowed to the ground: "King of Kings!"

His voice was choked, and he was incoherent with excitement: "Great! Great! King of Kings! King of Kings is fine! It is fine!"

"Get up," the corpse lightly said.

He stared at the big man in front of him. The big man with tattoos in front of him is one of the four big Deep Lord, who is in charge of the An Mo of Xiyufu.

"An Mo, this time has been hard." The corpse looked calmly.

"Subordinates don't work hard." An Mo shook his head, and he immediately worried about somewhat: "King of Kings, Dongmingfu and Yin Tomb Guard fought fiercely, the casualties on both sides were severe. Should we not intervene?"

When he said this, his eyes were so bright that he couldn't be healed.

"Garman's ambitions, I have known for a long time." The corpse lightly said: "Youzhe is so, and I expected, Hai Xin Bing let me down."

An Mo had a cold heart. He knew that King of Kings and already had sentenced Garman and Hai Xin Bing to death. As long as Wang is alive, no one can compete with Wang, it is impossible for the four Deep Lords to join forces.

"King of Kings, please order it! West up and down, waiting for you, you can attack at any time." An Mo loudly.

"Wait a few days, and you will see the next King Of Hell." The corpse was unmoved, and then glanced at An Mo: "I hope you can help the next King Of Hell like me."

The An Mo tiger was shocked, exclaimed: "The next King Of Hell?"

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