"Coffin … Coffin Bearer!!"
At this time, the three cultivators who had been swaggering and arrogant at the beginning could be said to be completely dumbfounded. Their faces were pale, and they had a look of despair. Even when they spoke, their teeth were trembling. They were so shocked that they could not speak. It seemed that they would faint on the spot at any time.
"Impossible, impossible, how could the Coffin Bearer be here? It's over, it's really over this time. "
"Coffin Bearer, heavens, Corpse Demon, wasn't Corpse Demon sealed and killed? How could it be here? I don't want to die. Damned Demon King, if you want to leave, then leave. Why did you have to seal this place? Break, break, open for me! "
Driven by fear, the three cultivators began to madly attack the invisible restriction behind them. All sorts of talismans and various magical tools they had collected were thrown at the restriction without any hesitation. They immediately caused them to self-destruct. The destructive power that erupted caused the surrounding space to rumble violently.
Dozens of magic tools were thrown out without hesitation, and they actually managed to blast open a hole in the invisible restriction. Without even thinking, the three of them directly passed through the hole, and with a wave of the bone spears in their hands, they were about to break through the air and flee for their lives.
"Crash!!"
However, the large man who carried the strange black coffin on his back and gave off an unapproachable aura looked at the three of them with his lifeless eyes. He raised his left arm and the black iron chain wrapped around his arm instantly swung forward like a snake. The iron chain extended forward without limit and instantly extended over a hundred zhang.
It didn't seem fast, but in the blink of an eye, it crossed the boundary of the void and appeared in front of the three cultivators. The three cultivators didn't even have time to react before the chain wrapped around them, and the black corpse aura on the chain covered them.
"Clatter!!"
The chains rolled back, and the black coffin on the burly man's back flickered with countless strange talismans. The tightly closed lid of the coffin suddenly opened, and the three cultivators on the chains were sucked into the black coffin. With a bang, the black coffin closed again, and a dense corpse aura filled the air. All life within a ten meter radius was devoured by the black coffin.
Keep away all living things, and all living things will perish!
The three Core Formation Cultivators didn't even have the time to scream before they were swallowed up by the black coffin. From beginning to end, they didn't even have the chance to make a decent counterattack. It could be said to be extremely terrifying.
A strange aura pervaded the air.
"Crash!!"
After the three of them were sucked into the black coffin, the Corpse Qi around the black coffin and the burly man seemed to have thickened a little. However, the burly man did not stop moving. His eyes were still filled with a deathly light as he dragged the heavy, pitch-black chain and walked forward step by step. Wherever he went, all life was extinguished. No living thing could survive. The flowers and plants withered instantly. The ancient trees withered and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
No matter what was in front of him, he continued to walk forward without changing his direction. The pitch-black barren land behind him was a straight line, without the slightest bend in the slightest.
When he walked past, the strange Coffin Bearer's footsteps slightly paused. He raised his head and glanced at the Floating Cloud Ship. Those ice-cold eyes without a trace of life were like the gaze of the God of the Underworld. It made one's heart feel ice-cold and suffocated. However, for some unknown reason, he didn't stop. He continued to walk forward with determination.
All the plants in front of him were extinguished. All living things were sucked into the black coffin.
"What a terrifying gaze. It actually made me feel as if I could smell the scent of death in an instant."
Di Shitian's expression was grave. The Tiger Soul on his back was constantly trembling without any warning. The low roars of the tiger were continuous. It seemed to be frightened, but also seemed to be excited. It was a trembling cry that wanted to challenge him. The Tiger Soul was now a Demon Weapon at the level of a magic treasure. It had a spirituality that it didn't have before it was promoted.
If it continued to be nurtured and nourished, there would be a day when it would become an Artifact Soul like the Underworld. It would become the Saber Spirit of the Tiger Soul. Although this wisp of spirituality was still very weak, it was born with an unyielding fighting spirit that would not yield to any powerhouse. Even when it sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the mysterious Coffin Carrying Man, it was still not afraid. It let out a soft cry and was not afraid to fight.
He gently patted the Tiger Soul on his back to calm it down. He watched the Coffin Bearer's back as he left. That strange black coffin.
"I don't know what kind of strange demonic creature that black coffin is. I can feel that there is an inconceivable power in it. Corpse Qi. Such a dense and terrifying corpse qi. Could it be that this burly man isn't a living person, but a zombie? "
It was unknown when an ancient mirror had appeared in Medusa's hand. She played with it in a practiced manner. Those star-like eyes, which seemed to be able to freeze everything, involuntarily revealed traces of shock. If one were to look carefully, one would discover that an enormous amount of Demonic Qi had already covered her entire body, ready to be spat out at any moment. It could be seen how afraid she was just now.
"Zombie?"
Di Shitian shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Zombies weren't things that could be easily played with. They carried the resentment, evil, and filth of heaven and earth. They were reborn with an endless stream of Qi and an undying obsession. They were immortal and indestructible. They didn't exist in the Three Realms or the Six Realms. They existed alone outside of the Three Realms. They used endless blood to vent their resentment. Almost no one in the world could restrain the experts among the zombies.
Of course, this only applied to the Zombie Kings who were blessed by the heavens.
For example, in the cultivation world of the continent, there was a branch of corpse cultivation. They used a secret method to refine dead bodies into zombies. They didn't fear death and didn't feel pain. Their bodies were like copper skin and iron bones that couldn't be penetrated by swords and spears. If they refined a Life Origin Corpse Deity, they might be able to refine a terrifying Corpse Deity. That would be truly terrifying.
Thinking of some memories about zombies, Di Shitian secretly became more vigilant. He shook his head and threw all these messy thoughts to the back of his mind. He said, "Forget it. After all, there are too many inconceivable things on the Zijin continent. There are all kinds of mysterious places. No one knows how many strange things there are in this vast and boundless territory. As long as this Coffin Carrier doesn't attack us, we don't need to think too much. Sooner or later, we will find out about his background. "
After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at the strange figure. Then, he retracted his gaze and looked at the group of tigers on the boat.
"How did you get chased by three immortal cultivators? Where did you live? "
"King!!"
Upon hearing Sakra's question, all the tigers in the surroundings started to sob. Their gazes towards him contained both excitement and respect, as well as deep grief and hatred.
After listening to the narration of the three tigers, who had already cultivated to the early stage of demonic beasts, he finally understood the whole story.
It turned out that there was a valley a hundred miles away from here, which they called the Tiger's Roar Valley. At some point in time, a group of tigers moved into the valley. At first, there were not many of them, but slowly, gradually, they reproduced on their own. In addition, the tigers in the nearby forest heard the news and moved into the valley. Gradually, it became a breeding ground for tigers, and they gathered into a group of tigers.
It was said that at its peak, the total number of tigers reached hundreds. They were the well-deserved overlords of that forest.
A thousand years ago, the terrain of the Tiger's Roar Valley suddenly changed. A large amount of spiritual energy emerged from the valley. Although it could not be compared with the Myriad Demon Valley, it was still abundant. Under such spiritual energy, the tigers began to instinctively change. First, they were born with spirituality. Then, they began to instinctively absorb the spiritual energy in the valley.
After absorbing the spiritual energy, they realized that their strength and abilities were constantly increasing, making them even more powerful. In the natural world, strength was the only law. After knowing the benefits of absorbing spiritual energy, they all began to absorb it.
Those who were born with spirituality could be found everywhere. It was very prosperous.
Until now, there were still hundreds of tigers in the valley. All of them had spirituality. They could be said to be blessed by nature. If nothing unexpected happened, they would continue to live like this and live as usual if they did not leave the valley. However, this peace was not broken by the three cultivators.
The cultivators, who could fly, use all kinds of magic arts, and use all kinds of magical instruments and magic weapons, were simply like gods. As soon as they entered the valley, they went on a killing spree. They killed the tigers as soon as they saw them. The tigers used to be successful in killing ordinary beasts, but when it came to the cultivators, they were just like children playing house. On the surface, they were abnormally powerless.
A large number of tigers died tragically under the butcher's knife.
In the end, some demonic beast-level tigers desperately resisted the attacks from behind and let them escape. But then, those cultivators still caught up with them. What happened next was what they saw before.
When Di Shitian heard it, the purple mark on his forehead flickered continuously. His face was cold, as if his anger was about to erupt at any time. How could he not know? It must be the cultivators who coveted the demon bodies and the demon cores condensed from the essence of the demon beasts after they died. They would kill all of them when they saw them.
This was the usual behavior of the cultivators.
"Humph!"
He snorted coldly and looked at them. "Your valley is no longer safe. If you continue to stay, there will be problems sooner or later. If you don't have anywhere to go, go to my Myriad Demon Valley first. When you reach the valley, I will naturally arrange for you. Everything will wait for me to go back. "
He did not intend to say too much to them. In the clan, the strong had always been the king. Di Shitian's own strength could be said to be vast to the tigers in front of him. They had long been respectful and in awe of him.
The heaven-defying method just now had actually transmitted the cultivation method and the Tiger Roar Sound Wave Technique into their minds out of thin air, making them look at Di Shitian with the same kind of burning gaze.
It was as if a savior had appeared in a crisis.
That kind of feeling was almost fanatical, as if the seed of Di Shitian had been directly planted in their hearts. It rose to the level of faith and was the only thing they could rely on in their hearts.
When they heard that Di Shitian asked them to go to the Myriad Demon Valley, they did not have the slightest resistance. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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