Chapter 940

Ancient corpses. How can there be ancient corpses here?

It's full of white bones, but where did the ancient corpse come from?

This ancient corpse is really old. You can see the clothes it wears, its broken armor and the broken spear. They all have a long and decadent smell.

This ancient corpse is tall and powerful. It is dirty on every head. Even if it is not angry, it still gives people a very fierce feeling.

The silver was caught by the ancient corpse, and the hard body of Cheng kanbi's soldiers was cracked.

The silver is roaring and struggling, but it can't escape the control of the ancient corpse. Even if the silver produces countless lightning force to explode, the ancient corpse is endless.

The next moment, the ancient corpse will tear off the silver. Its steel like palms can absolutely do this.

Fortunately, Xiang Shaoyun came back to his senses at this time. There was a bright sword in his hand, and he chopped the ancient corpse without hesitation.

He didn't think about using the holy sword, which shows how much he attaches importance to silver, for fear that silver will be killed by the other party.

jingle!

The sword's power blew on the ancient corpse's arm, making a clear sound. The ancient corpse's arm was not cut off, but its strength was frustrated, and the silver finally got out of the difficulty. He quickly swept back to Xiang Shaoyun's side and said, "boss, let's go, this guy is terrible!".

"Don't be afraid, he's just attached to it by evil spirits!" After Xiang Shaoyun responded, he spread his hand towards the corpse. Suddenly, the flame surged out and covered the corpse.

Sure enough, the ancient corpse turned around and ran away. He didn't dare to touch the fire, because even if his body was not bad, it could block the fire, but the evil spirit on him could not bear it.

Xiang Shaoyun collected the silver and quickly walked towards the ancient corpse. He felt that the ancient corpse was the same as the general who was trampled under other people's feet and killed.

He doubted whether his previous life was related to this battle, but he felt that it was not like the memory of his previous life, which made him want to trace and restore the original reason.

Xiang Shaoyun doesn't know how far he has run after the ancient corpse. He only knows that he can't feel other heavenly pride around him any more. It seems that he is the only one left on this sea of bones.

But he was still fearless. He came here for chance. He believed that his chance might be in this direction.

The ancient corpse finally stopped on an altar, and on the altar was a big red flag, which was still waving in the wind, and the cry was like thousands of soldiers shouting "kill! Kill! Kill.

This is a flag, a weapon that can inspire soldiers. The flag is in people's presence, and the flag will destroy and kill people!

This flag represents the winner, and it also represents that countless bones here are buried because of it.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the flag, and his blood was boiling. He felt that the flag was calling him, and he could not help walking towards it.

At the same time, the broken gun in the ancient corpse's hand stabbed Xiang Shaoyun angrily.

It thinks that this is an excellent opportunity and can't be wasted. In fact, it's very accurate to grasp the opportunity. Unfortunately, at this time, the five ghost patterns have already been swept over. Their soul power directly rushed into the ancient corpse, making it unbearable for the evil spirit. They flew directly from the ancient corpse and fled to the distance.

However, ghost pattern is the killer of evil spirits. No matter how powerful it is, it can't escape their devouring.

Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the layers of bones and stepped onto the battle flag on the altar. He felt that he had become a general, and the spirit of the leader suddenly appeared. Holding the battle flag, he yelled "kill!".

In a flash, he was like a World War I murderer. No one could stop him. Many evil spirits around here felt the momentum and roared with anger to "kill!".

Countless evil spirits gathered, and they all gathered on the battle flag. The strong murderous spirit rushed all over the night, frightening those Tianjiao who wanted to come here. After they felt the strong murderous spirit, they fell down one by one and did not dare to come here.

"There are so many evil spirits. It's so terrible. There must be some fierce things over there. We can't get past it!" Someone exclaimed, quickly got up and chose another direction.

Other people did not hesitate, but quickly changed their direction. Only a few brave people continued to come here.

"I'm the only one who can fight for hegemony in the world!" Xiang Shaoyun seems to have changed another person. He became the God of war, galloping on the battlefield, opening up territory for the country, destroying one country after another, and achieving the name of the invincible God of war.

One will succeed in ten thousand ashes!

His success came from countless corpses in front of him. Unfortunately, after he won one victory after another for his country, he was still trapped and died by officials of the same Dynasty. Finally, he had to lead his own disciple soldiers to rebel. Finally, with 50000 troops, he fought against the 500000 troops sent by the country. Both sides were stunned, the mountains and rivers were disgraced, and all his disciple soldiers died, And he killed the 500000 troops with less and more, and he ended up bleeding and dying.

Xiang Shaoyun felt deeply. His mouth broke and blood seeped out. The feeling of being betrayed made him feel hard and unforgettable“ Why do I see these situations? This is definitely not me in the previous life. What's the matter? " Xiang Shaoyun held the flag and said to himself inexplicably. At this time, he felt a burning sensation at his feet. Under the altar, a drop of red blood like Manao emerged. It contains a strong blood gas, as if it is endless, as if it is condensed from a pool of rolling blood, and as if it is the supreme blood essence condensed by a peerless master. That feeling is really hard to describe clearly. In a word, Xiang Shaoyun feels that this drop of blood essence is close to him, which makes him unconsciously hold it in his hand. Originally, the power contained in this drop of blood was extremely terrible, but Xiang Shaoyun had no threat in his hands, and seemed extremely gentle and close. Xiang Shaoyun held it in his hand and murmured, "is this drop of blood left by the God of war? Maybe it also contains the blood of other disciples. He didn't understand this problem for the time being, so he could only collect the blood essence without swallowing it directly. He was afraid that after swallowing it directly, he didn't know what unpredictable things would happen“ Who's that? Show me the flag! " A harsh voice interrupted Xiang Shaoyun's thoughts.