The army of decaying corpses rushed towards the altar in an endless stream. Their bodies were filled with great anger. It seemed that there were things they guarded in the altar, and no one could get close to them.

Roar!

The roar from the sky resounded throughout the devil's land.

It was very quiet, hidden in the dark devil's land, and completely exposed to the vision of the Dragon killing cave.

At a glance, the vast army of rotting corpses was constantly fighting with the ancestors of the monster group. At this time, the dark and mysterious altar was full of cracks.

It seems that the altar will crumble at any time.

On the altar, the ancestor of the monster group, his dark eyes, stared at the sword madman.

He is not afraid of the latter, but at this juncture, he doesn't want to give up all his previous efforts, so the attitude of the sword madman is very important.

Boom!

The sword madman, holding a long sword and stepping on the sword Qi, has a ferocious face. His dark eyes are full of extremely hot light. He can sense that the drunken sword technique is in the altar.

So, no matter what, he will get it.

"Hum."

Leng hum, the sword madman, is unwilling to cooperate with the ancestors of the monster group.

"Get out of the altar."

The voice fell. The sword madman suddenly shot out his long sword. In the next second, the terrible sword Qi crisscrossed and cut the void. In an instant, he came to the ancestors of the monster group.

"You want to die."

The ancestor of the monster group was so angry that he tied his hands with a Dharma seal, and instantly took a big hand print to resist the terrible sword.

However, although he was angry, he still wanted to dissuade the sword madman and let him join hands with himself.

"Are you serious?"

The ancestor of the monster group looked cold and gloomy. "You can see that this altar is the core of the devil's land. All the carrion armies are desperately guarding the altar. Even if my monster group retreats, do you think you can resist the attack of the carrion army with your own strength?"

The sword madman was silent.

In fact, he also found this, but he was unwilling to believe in the ancestors of the monster group.

The latter is extremely cunning. Once the rotten corpse army retreats, it is difficult for him to get drunk swordsmanship Volume II.

Tear!

Sad cries came from the wasteland, and the people of the monster group fell to the ground one by one.

Although there were many casualties in the carrion army, it was nothing compared with their huge number.

Seeing this scene, the ancestors of the monster group showed their teeth.

"There is no time. Once all my clansmen die, the carrion army will launch the final attack on you and me. At that time, none of us will get what we want."

The ancestor of the monster group said hastily.

Boom!

The sword madman in the air felt the sinister and horrible smell of rotten corpses as soon as he was about to speak.

He shook his hand with a sword and killed a decaying corpse.

"You and I can work together, but apart from the drunken swordsmanship Volume II I want, I have to divide half of the things in the altar."

Anyone can see that there must be many treasures in the altar.

However, it will cost a lot to join forces to fight against the rotten corpse army, which is likely to be life-threatening. Therefore, the sword madman chooses to bargain with the ancestors of the monster group.

"All I want is a ghost weapon. I'll give you everything else."

At this moment, there was no choice. The ancestor of the monster group had only one goal, that is, to get the legendary ghost weapon.

"OK, deal."

The sword madman nodded and agreed to the request of the ancestor of the monster group.

He knew that time was running out, and he could not drag on any longer. He had to make a quick decision.

The ancestor of the demon and beast group was obviously relieved, and a faint sense of killing flashed through his eyes, "hum, when I get the ghost weapon and the whole dragon killing cave, no one will be my opponent. At that time, you will all die under my hands, even if you give you all the treasures in the altar?"

Rather than give it to the sword madman, let him help save it first.

Soon, the sword madman and the ancestor of the monster group reached an agreement.

Sword maniacs use drunken swordsmanship to stop the attack of the carrion army, while the ancestors of the monster group continue to offer sacrifices to the altar with the blood and life of their people.

"I need three minutes."

The ancestor of the monster group sat cross legged in front of the altar and stared at the front.

"OK."

The sword madman was full of sword Qi. He rushed directly into the rotten corpse army.

Click!

The rampage of the sword madman attracted the attention of the carrion army. They rushed to the sword madman desperately to kill him.

meanwhile.

In the distance, Fang Chen stared at the front and frowned slightly.

"What is hidden in that altar? Why do the rotten corpse army guard it desperately?"

He was puzzled.

There was once a rumor that the devil's land was the place where the ghost emperor fell.

Is there the inheritance and treasure of the ghost emperor in the altar?

The more I think about it, the more I feel wrong.

Fang Chen realized that the Dragon killing cave was not as simple as he thought.

In the ancient residence, there are drunken sword inheritance, blood country inheritance and other strong inheritance.

most important of all.

Under the ground of the ancient residence, there was an amazing demon suppressed.

Now, such strange things have appeared in the devil's land, which may even be related to the legendary ghost emperor.

Combining all the information, Fang Chen felt that his scalp was numb.

I feel more and more that in those days, the powerful people of the devouring demon clan joined hands to open up the Dragon killing cave and create a holy land of cultivation. It seems that they know something.

"The White Ape asked me to experience in the Dragon killing cave. It seems that the words of the three brothers of the White Ape also reveal something."

Fang Chen trembled slightly.

According to the three White Ape brothers, it seems that the primitive groups in the core of the forbidden area of life are also paying attention to the Dragon killing cave.

"What the hell is going on?"

Fang Chen felt that his head exploded and the pain spread all over his body.

Just then.

He suddenly looked up and found that the altar in the distant place was suddenly broken with a blood mist, followed by a black light.

The breath of death, which was so gloomy and terrible, filled the sky. In an instant, the whole battlefield was silent.

All the rotting corpses were crawling on the ground one after another, with complex language in their mouths. Although they were rotting corpses, their facial expressions could still be seen.

Reverence, piety.

"What a terrible smell of death."

Fang Chen exclaimed, such a pure breath of death is second only to the original power of the five elements. Besides the ghost emperor, who can control it?

He blurted out almost subconsciously.

"Ghost emperor!"

This altar, like his guess, is really related to the ghost emperor.

Now, the smell of death is rising, and the army of carrion bodies is crawling on the ground.

Fang Chen could see a dark light slowly emerging from the broken altar.

"What is that?"

Fang Chen frowns, his divine sense spreads, and he wants to see clearly.

But he was shocked to find that his divine consciousness was blocked and could not detect the situation on the altar.

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