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Chapter 557

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??? After leaving Green Snail Valley, he did not go far. He found a place to hide from the wind and sat down. He turned the Celestial Demon Painting into a canopy and put it above his head. Then, he started to calculate. Using the Demon Consciousness on Dorgon, he projected his Primordial Spirit to Liaodong, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away.

At this time, Dorgon suddenly woke up from his trance. He felt inexplicably anxious and could not breathe.

When he opened the door, he saw dozens of tall barbarians standing outside the tent. It was a big camp, but it was silent. Occasionally, there would be one or two children crying, but they were quickly covered by their parents. It was supposed to be a bustling camp, but now it was like a dead land. The Yin Qi was rolling, revealing an indescribable mystery. Dorgon was a demon corpse, so he was used to it. Instead, he felt comfortable.

He quickly took a few steps forward, using the Demonic Corpse's Demonic Qi to command the nearby Corpse Soldiers to form an array. The moment he returned from Zhangjiakou, he had already refined all of the Slave Establishment disciples to death. Then he had slaughtered thousands of old and young as blood sacrifices to the Yin Corpses, refining the thousands of soldiers under his command into Demonic Corpses.

There were tens of thousands of people in the Plain White Flag, and dozens of soldiers. After Dorgon turned into a demon corpse, he became violent and bloodthirsty. He no longer saw himself as a human being. He was closer to the demon corpses and the Yin Corpses. His subordinates of the Nuzhen Tribe were all killed by him. There were dozens of stone mills in the camp. They were all huge green stones that Dorgon and his army of corpses had dug out from the deep mountains.

Just the mouth of the mill was the size of a person. It was stained with blood, and there were dark brown traces that were not cleaned.

"Da Yinbu! Is today's blood food ready? " Dorgon casually asked a tall demon corpse next to him, "Huang Taiji has been afraid of us for a long time. Nurhachi gave me dozens of records, but he took away many of them. Those Nuzhen Tribe betrayed me when they saw that I was losing my power. Damn it! Today, I will eat them to accompany the wine! "

The tall Yin Corpse lowered its head in silence. When Dorgon was refining the Yin Corpses, because of the spell Minghe had taught him, he had to torture the materials to make the Yin Corpses cruelly so that they could keep their intelligence. As Minghe had expected, Dorgon was even more cruel than the spell Minghe had taught him.

Da Yinbu was a trusted subordinate of Dorgon, but he was roasted alive by Dorgon. Even after being turned into a demon corpse for a long time, he still did not recover his vocal cords.

These demonic corpses still retained their intelligence. Although they still had their memories, they no longer had any humanity. Not only that, but the strong resentment they felt when they were tortured by Dorgon had invaded their souls. Although their souls were strengthened, making them more suitable for refining demonic corpses, they were extremely bloodthirsty and cruel after becoming demonic corpses. Upon receiving Dorgon's order, they immediately pulled out the female soldiers of the Plain Yellow Banner from the wooden cage.

Seeing these black and blue monsters reaching out their hands and pulling people out of the cage, the slaves in the cage screamed. One of them, E Zhen, shouted desperately, "Dorgon, you monster!"

"You murdered the Khan! You deserve to die! Ahhhhh! "

Dorgon heard the man's shout and stopped. He came to him and looked at his face carefully. "I know you, Shi Ertai. You are Huang Taiji's loyal dog. This time, you covered him when he retreated from the battlefield. As my subordinate, E Zhen was the first to join Huang Taiji after Nurhaci died … "

"When I led my men into the Yellow Platform and the military tent, you tried to stop me. I didn't expect you to still be alive … … I admire a good man like you … … How about this, I'll give you a chance to be my man!"

Then he waved his hand and said, "Take him down, wash him with an iron comb for three days, then bury him in the Golden Dragon Vein. When he wakes up, give him his family as blood food! He has three sons. After sucking up the blood of the same origin as him, he will become a powerful demon! "

"Demon! You will be punished by God! " Shi Ertai shouted crazily. He used all the insulting words he could find in the Barbarian language.

Dorgon was not angry, but calmly said, "Shi Ertai, you hate me now, but when you wake up again, you will still be my good dog and loyal to me! You will be a really good subordinate. You will be absolutely loyal to me and follow my orders. You will not be like now, barbaric, stupid, and have the despicable habits of many people. "

"In the tribe, I have had enough of betrayal, intrigue, and all kinds of selfish and stupid ideas! Only the zombie soldiers will always be loyal and true. They will follow my orders and rule the tribe for me. I will never worry about them betraying or disobeying me. "

"This is how a subordinate should be, and how the whole tribe should be!"

After saying so much, Dorgon seemed to be a little tired. He waved his hand, and the zombie soldiers dragged the rest of the female and put their feet into the mouth of the stone mill. Then, as the female screamed and cried crazily, the zombie soldiers slowly moved the stone mill. In an instant, the sound of crying was ten times louder. Dorgon showed a bloodthirsty smile, and enjoyed watching them struggle and curse.

The thick blood slowly oozed out from the grindstone and flowed into a stone bowl. Soon, the bowl was filled to the brim. Immediately, a zombie soldier served the bowl to Dorgon. Dorgon enjoyed the blood while refining his evil zombie aura. After three bowls of blood, Dorgon waved his hand. The thousands of Demon Corpses in the camp all received their share of the blood according to their status.

River Styx, who was far away in the snow mountain, confirmed that most of the Nuzhen tribes in Liaodong had been taken over by Dorgon and turned into a living hell. Huang Taiji had been tortured by Dorgon for three days, and he wanted to turn it into the most evil zombie of all — the Cruel Zombie King. He buried it in the dragon vein of the Back Jin Ancestral Dragon Vein to nourish its zombie energy.

River Styx casually destroyed the Demon Zombie King's control over it, and even injected some evil thoughts into its consciousness. Seeing the Cruel Zombie King tremble, and its speed of absorbing Yin Qi increased several times, River Styx sighed. "Dorgon's childish racism needs to be corrected. We must let him know that not only humans can betray, corpses can too!"

"In this world, only those who are truly dead will never betray us!"

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