Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 709

[Chapter 709 Beautiful twin girls]

Judging from the clothes they wore, they should be the powerhouses of the [Tongtian Divine Sect] in China. Instead of dispersing, it blooms with brilliance, and the corpse contains extremely tyrannical energy fluctuations.

“This is the characteristic of the injuries that die at the hands of a corpse.”

Ding Hao and Tianshu quickly determined the cause of death of the two powerhouses.

After the death of these two people, their bodies were as crystal clear as jade, and they could be stored for at least a hundred years without decay.

Go forward again.

As time passed, the clouds in the sky became thinner and thinner.

At this time, the round strange light gates that opened like huge heavenly eyes have almost disappeared, and only the last few dark light prisons are left.

Ding Hao guessed that perhaps there are still strong living beings who are struggling to support them, grit their teeth and support them in order to survive, and fight with corpses and souls, but unfortunately no one can help them.

Along the way, Ding Hao collected the corpses of the powerful human beings he encountered.

Those who can enter here are all the heroes of the party, and they are of the same clan anyway. They should have the dignity of being a strong man. In the future, if Ding Hao walks out of the [Holy Hall] site alive, he can be buried in the outside world, or he can be returned to these strong men. The descendants are also considered a merit.

Walking forward, Ding Hao secretly asked Dao Zu and Jian Zu about the origin of the corpse soul.

“In ancient times, monsters, demons, people, and giant beasts stood side by side in the world, and it was difficult to distinguish between right and wrong. It is said that there was an extremely evil secret method, which trapped living beings, imposed various most painful punishments on them, and stimulated their souls. And the senses, until its mental breakdown, over the years, it is boiled alive, like a slow fire, and finally destroys its body, saves its spirit, and then let these spiritless spirits kill and devour each other… After countless years, killing Only by killing hundreds of strong people can it be refined into a divine soul, which can walk among the shadows, ignore the void barriers, and have incredible assassination power.”

Dao Zu is introduced in detail.

This kind of evil means sounds horrifying.

Ding Hao thought for a while, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

The corpse soul does have terrifying assassination power, but it can only fight in the extremely suppressed space like [The Sea of Qionglou]. If it is in the normal environment of the outside world, facing this positive force , I’m afraid there won’t be any threat.

“The corpse soul that appeared just now is only the lowest-level semi-finished product. If you encounter a real top-quality corpse soul, yin and yang coexist, and you can freely switch between the virtual and the real. At that time, everything will be hard to hurt, even if it is the ultimate Bi Fangzhi. Fire is also difficult to destroy them, and at that time, it is difficult for a martial artist level powerhouse to resist this evil existence.”

In the words of the ancestor of the sword, he highly praised the terribleness of corpse souls.

Ding Hao nodded.

“Why is there such an evil thing in the ruins of this [Sanctuary Temple]? It is said that although the [Temple Temple] was domineering, it ran rampant in China, and even provoked the [Middleland Aoki God of War]. Majestic, but it is not an evil sect that refines corpse souls…”

Ding Hao expressed his doubts.

Jianzu heard the words and said: “It’s hard to say, legends are often a matter of chasing wind and shadow, a sect suddenly perishes when it is at its peak, and there must be its own way of death. The gate is definitely not an ordinary magic formation or a killing formation, but it is very likely to be a continental gate that communicates with another continental world. The presence of a space gate of this level in this kind of ruins can already explain a lot… ”

Just as Ding Hao was talking to the Second Ancestor of Sword and Sword in his mind, Uncle Tianshu, who had been walking in front of him, suddenly made a gesture and stopped.

Ding Hao stopped talking in his mind and looked forward.

It turned out that I finally met someone else.

These are four or five strong men from the Southern Wilderness in terms of their clothes, but several of them have injuries on their bodies. Two of them are seriously injured, blood is flowing, and they are reluctant to heal their injuries, while the other three are anxiously surrounding By my side, I don’t know what to do.

“Who?” Hearing the footsteps, a young man with short black curly hair wearing simple black leather armor and bare feet rushed up immediately and shouted vigilantly.

Uncle Tianshu’s eyes flashed a strange color that was very imperceptible, leaned to the side, and shrugged: “Little guy, don’t be nervous, hehe, passing by, we are just passing by, you continue…” Saying from Walked around.

Ding Hao followed behind.

However, his gaze swept across the bodies of these southern wilderness powerhouses.

The injured was an old man with white hair, also wearing black leather armor like a vest, and armor like shorts on his lower body. His arms, legs and feet were exposed, his muscles were dark and strong, as if they were cast iron, and his neck was injured. Almost beheaded directly, leaving only a trace of flesh and blood connection…

The old man shone with a strange brilliance, sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if trying to heal the wound, but the effect was not good, because the broken wound was surrounded by black mist, which could not be removed, and the almost severed head could not be healed.

The other injured person was a young man in his twenties.

This unfortunate fellow also had short black curly hair. A shocking incision slid from the left shoulder to the right abdomen. His internal organs were completely chopped up. His whole body was almost chopped up. There was also a black mist that could not heal.

If it weren’t for the strong vitality of the innate, and if it were an ordinary warrior, such an injury would have died a long time ago.

Ding Hao saw at a glance that the injuries of the two were left by the corpse.

The black mist lingering around the wound is obviously the kind of black mist that exists in the dark light prison that can cut off all light. It can actually linger around the wound, causing the injury to not heal…

This scene made Ding Hao’s heart move.

I was also injured by the Blade of Corpse Soul, and I was almost cut in half, but the wound healed quickly at that time, and I didn’t notice anything strange, so I didn’t pay attention at the time.

Could it be that the black mist still has such terrifying lethality?

Can the wounds of the strong be prevented from healing?

But why does this kind of lethality have no effect on him?

Walking past these people, Ding Hao couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

The clothes of the Southern Wilderness are completely different from those of the Northern Territory and the Middle Earth. Basically, they wear very little, bare arms and calves, and most of them are even barefoot. The exception is that the clothing is extremely simple, unlike the style of the Middle Earth and the Northern Territory, where the robes are fluttering, the sleeves are fashionable, and the pursuit of glamour and beauty.

Among the Southern Wilderness powerhouses, in addition to the injured two, there are still three people, two of whom are young women of sixteen or seventeen years old.

The skin of these two women is not as dark as the man in the Southern Wilderness. On the contrary, they are as white as suet and white jade, white and tender, and their faces are extremely small and delicate. They are both rare beauties. Unique wild atmosphere, heroic.

The two of them were wearing short armor, which only vaguely covered the plump and tall St. Maiden Peak. The slender and soft white waist was exposed, and the belly button was inlaid with red gems, surrounded by a charming red mist, which made the skin more and more flawless. Jade, the delicate armor protected the hips and between the legs, and the white and slender thighs dazzled the eyes.

The women in the Southern Wilderness wore very few clothes, but they wore a lot of delicate accessories. The two girls had lavender hair that could be seen, and they wore at least dozens of exquisite silver-white accessories. Light, wrists and ankles are also wearing more than a dozen ankle bracelets, fine workmanship, obviously from the master’s handwriting.

The two girls were astonishingly beautiful, standing there quietly, showing the charm of the Southern Wilderness woman to the fullest.

What surprised Ding Hao most was that the two girls looked very similar, as if they were poured out of a mold, and they seemed to be twin sisters.

“Grandpa, how are you? You must hold on, but you must not be in trouble…”

Both women were panic-stricken, and one of them was crying with pear flowers and rain, and I felt pity.

Ding Hao glanced at it and secretly guessed in his heart that the two women seemed to be disciples of a great force in the Southern Wilderness, otherwise they would not have been able to enter here all the way, but because their strength was suppressed here, Ding Hao could not see their true The cultivation of martial arts and profound tools, but in terms of physical cultivation, it is really far from his own.

However, it can be vaguely felt that among the five Southern Wilderness powerhouses, the white-haired old man who was almost decapitated was the most powerful. His strength made Ding Hao feel a little palpitated. Like a giant beast, it is terrifying.

The strength of this pair of beautiful girl twins is second, the young man with short black curly hair who stared vigilantly at Ding Hao and others. Although there was no injury on his body, his strength was average. The strength of the young man who was almost cut in half should be The lowest one…

Seeing the sadness of the crying of the two young girls, especially the frightened and mourning expressions on their delicate faces, made Ding Hao’s heart soften, and inexplicably thought of his long-lost sister Ding Ke’er.

If she also came here and the relatives, friends and teachers around her were injured, with her kind personality, she would surely cry so sadly and helplessly, right?

Perhaps the original promise was so heavy that every time Ding Hao saw a young girl from the southern region, he would always feel kinder in his heart, as if he had really seen his sister.

at this time–

“Senior, this senior, can you save my grandfather and junior brother, you must have a way, right?” One of the twins, a girl from the Southern Wilderness, suddenly rushed to Tianshu and begged.

The face of Tianshu’s current incarnation is immortal, with a childlike appearance, giving people an unfathomable immortal-like feeling. It is no wonder that this girl subconsciously thinks that he has the means to treat the black mist injury.