Chapter 261
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The sky gradually darkened …
An army of skeletons and ghostly soldiers.
In Zhuo Bufan's Demonic Eyes of Life and Death, these non-living creatures that were completely pitch-black covered the land in the blink of an eye.
They rushed out of various ruins …
Some of them were wearing uniform armor with obvious organization.
Perhaps they were the resurrected terracotta soldiers built by some emperor when he was alive.
Some of them were wearing rusty copper and iron without any organization. It was obvious that some of the former adventurers had died here, and their souls were imprisoned by this land and turned into these ghostly soldiers.
For hundreds of thousands of years, countless people had come to the Blood Desert to explore.
It was unknown how many people had died here and eventually became part of this skeleton army.
Some of the great figures who had unparalleled combat power when they were alive had died here.
In the end, they became ghostly soldiers and also had the powerful combat power when they were alive.
One had to know that those who could enter this land were at least in the Essence Soul realm.
After they died, their souls could not escape the Blood Desert in time and were detained by some mysterious forces in the desert and turned into ghostly soldiers.
These ghostly soldiers could fly in the sky and burrow into the ground. They were omnipotent.
Moreover, they had skeletons that were not easy to destroy.
It could be said that every ghostly soldier here was extremely terrifying.
They could fly into the sky with weapons in hand and fight with adventurers for hundreds of rounds.
They could also kill their way into the underground palace and kill the adventurers.
Zhuo Bufan was secretly shocked as he looked at the ghostly soldiers that were constantly surging out of the ancient tomb.
In a few breaths of time, there was silence.
On the ground of the Blood Desert, tens of thousands of ghostly soldiers were shouting and neighing. Their iron armor flashed and their killing intent soared into the sky.
It was like a flood, and the ground was shaking and rumbling.
It was a very shocking scene. Thousands of savage beasts were galloping.
A large black mass crossed the horizon and turned into a torrent of steel that destroyed everything in its path. Everything in its path was turned into dust.
Countless cultivators were forced to flee for their lives in panic.
The chilly wind whistled and red sand flew everywhere. It was confusing.
"It's too scary. We can't stop them. There are too many ghostly soldiers. We can't stop them!"
Some of the cultivators with weaker cultivation bases began to cry out loudly.
This opportunity was not something that anyone had the qualifications to obtain.
Apart from the Mighty Ones, who were able to travel freely in this vast ocean of Otherworldly Soldiers and horses, coming and going like the wind, there was no one else.
For ordinary cultivators, this was simply a disaster.
There was nothing that could stop these otherworldly soldiers. Wherever the spears and swords pointed, anything tangible would be easily crushed and trampled by the iron hooves.
"This place is f * cking scary!"
Zhuo Bufan exclaimed as he stood on the Black Dragon Pillar.
The Black Dragon Pillar was Emperor Xuan's Dao Platform. These Yin soldiers didn't dare to approach it and could only watch from afar.
Zhuo Bufan noticed that he had already attracted the attention of dozens of Yin soldiers.
"We can't stay here for long. We have to quickly get the Profound Altar and leave."
Zhuo Bufan only had one goal in coming to the Desolate Blood Desert, and that was the Profound Heaven Tower's Profound Altar.
He needed the Profound Altar to open the passage to the second level of the Profound Heaven Tower.
Zhuo Bufan looked at the ground beneath his feet. The Profound Altar he wanted happened to be under the Four Emperors' Dao Platform.
There was obviously an underground palace under the Four Emperors' Dao Platform.
Zhuo Bufan already saw a ruined palace appear on the ground.
Many people had already entered the palace.
Zhuo Bufan had to hurry and not let others beat him to it.
He looked back at Albino and the other two and found that they hadn't returned yet.
Zhuo Bufan didn't hesitate and jumped down.
As soon as he landed, a few of the Yin soldiers who had noticed him in the sky suddenly charged toward Zhuo Bufan with cold light.
Seeing seven or eight Yin soldiers coming at him with swords, Zhuo Bufan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed and his eyes turned cold.
"Come on, I can fight ten thousand of you."
Zhuo Bufan summoned the Thousand Evil Sword and looked at the eight Yin soldiers coming at him.
All of a sudden, scarlet blood flames ignited around his body.
His Blood Qi surged and his fighting spirit soared.
Zhuo Bufan had once fought an army of tens of thousands of skeletons in the Black City.
He was more than capable of dealing with this kind of guy.
Although the skeletons were very powerful, they were still far from being human.
Their movements were stiff and their senses were weak. Other than being able to take a beating, they were not as strong as humans of the same level.
In addition, Zhuo Bufan had too many fighting techniques to deal with the skeletons. When he said that he could fight ten thousand skeletons, it was definitely not an exaggeration. After all, he once had such an impressive battle record.
With the Thousand Evil Sword in hand and the Burning Blood Divine Skill, Zhuo Bufan displayed superb fighting techniques.
Clang clang clang clang!
In the blink of an eye, the eight skeletons in front of him turned into ashes.
After dealing with the skeletons, Zhuo Bufan didn't think much and rushed into the palace ruins.
As soon as he entered the palace, he saw someone enter a hole in the middle of the palace.
He didn't know who blasted the hole, but it was obvious that it was man-made.
In order to get the treasures below, these people were unscrupulous and began to violently dig.
"Not good. The Dark Altar is under this palace. We can't let others take it away."
Zhuo Bufan was delayed by the dream of wandering in the Holy Region. He was delayed for at least five or six hours.
He was originally the first batch to come to the ruins of the Imperial City. Now, he was already at a disadvantage.
Although it was a pity, Zhuo Bufan gained a lot from the trip to the Holy Region.
"I hope I can still make it."
Zhuo Bufan didn't think much and jumped into the black hole.
After falling for about three hundred meters, Zhuo Bufan fell into an underground palace.
Inside the underground palace, there was a gloomy atmosphere. Some illumination crystals left behind by predecessors floated in the air.
The illumination crystals were relatively cheap talisman treasures. They cost ten Spirit Stones each.
They were in the shape of a quadrangular pyramid. They could float in the air and illuminate the place like a light bulb.
A single Illumination Crystal was enough to illuminate the entire underground palace.
Zhuo Bufan glanced around the underground palace. The ground was clean and there was nothing. Even if there was, it must have been taken away by others.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the front.
There was a slanted staircase that led to the depths of the underground palace.
Zhuo Bufan came to the entrance of the tunnel. Looking down, he saw that there were illumination crystals left behind by people along the way.
These people must have wanted to find the direction when they retreated, so they didn't collect the illumination crystals.
"Save!"
Because he didn't know if there was any danger in the depths of the underground palace, Zhuo Bufan saved in time.
Now, his three saves were: Imperial City Underground Palace, Imperial City Ruins, and Mass Graves.
After saving, Zhuo Bufan didn't think much and chased into the depths of the underground palace.
After running a few steps, he vaguely heard miserable screams coming from the depths of the underground palace.
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