Chapter 244 Reincarnation of the Dirty Land
On the prairie, blood covered the sky.
The green grass is illuminated by the starlight scattered by the canopy star, which is extremely penetrating.
Pieces of pasture were blown by the wind, making it look like hell in this night.
Even the dust under the grass roots looked bright red.
I don’t know if it’s the blood or the stars in the sky.
"Although the army has been defeated...but I have not lost yet." A middle-aged man in royal robes walked alone on this prairie, although he was alone.
The originally black royal robe was now stained red with blood.
The four-clawed dragon python painted on it is so agile that it looks like a real thing.
It's just that the flesh and blood on the dragon python fell off, and the veins drooped, revealing the white bones.
But every piece of grass dyed bright red by blood seemed to be its soldiers, and they kept worshiping in his direction.
If Xie Que were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this person is King Yan.
King Yan's eyes flashed scarlet, and as the boundless blood-colored light flashed, he couldn't help but smile.
Three days ago, Emperor Fengyu's 300,000 troops arrived here.
After his rebirth, King Yan happened to regroup here.
Although he is a Saint Walker, he has no idea what Huagai Xingjun did and what a Saint Walker is.
After all, even the Holy Walker is just an insignificant flag in the eyes of the gods.
Without King Yan, there are still King Chu, King Qi and King Zhao.
It’s just that King Yan happened to be chosen.
The remaining snake people under King Yan's command, as well as the subordinates originally sent here by King Yan, have regrouped.
There are not many of them, but almost everyone is an elite.
With nearly a thousand worshipers here, it would be extremely easy for him to re-establish a grand cause.
Zhasa's 30,000 warriors went straight into the Great Zhou Dynasty and were destroyed. He also knew it, but thought it was just Zhasa Khan's stupidity.
He also knew that Emperor Fengyu was going on a personal expedition, leading an army of 300,000 men.
But what King Yan didn't expect was that Emperor Fengyu's strength... was far beyond his expectation.
This nephew, who he thought was just the top of the Four Realms, actually showed strength that shocked him.
The ice storm that destroyed the world that day reminded him of the Emperor's Master.
This Fengyu Emperor... after becoming a disciple of Feng Zidu, his strength unexpectedly reached such terrifying levels.
In the past few decades, not only has he completely taken the last step out of the four realms, but he has also condensed his complete body and body.
Unexpectedly, he actually mastered more than one magical power...
Use the art of calling wind and rain to cover the bloody canopy star, making the divine domain brought by King Yan, a holy traveler, useless.
Then under a storm, his body was shattered by 30% in an instant.
He never expected... He had been so careful to hide on this prairie and had broken through True Lord Yangshen. Why could he still encounter such a master again and again?
Is it because he is too unlucky, or is it someone other than him who is destined to be destined?
But as a Saint Walker, his immortality is also extremely powerful.
Although Emperor Fengyu's strength was so terrifying that he couldn't believe it, he couldn't kill him completely.
After the clouds dispersed, the bloody starlight could replenish his power without limit.
The nearly endless thoughts made King Yan truly immortal.
Emperor Fengyu had no choice but to seal it with extreme ice at a high cost.
For a terrifying and powerful person like King Yan, it would undoubtedly be more difficult to completely seal and restrict him than to kill him.
In addition, King Yan's strength could not be weakened, which made Emperor Fengyu even more difficult.
After spending several treasures and destroying two successful bodies, he restricted King Yan here.
It was not until now, three days later, that King Yan broke the seal.
The original men were nowhere to be found, and he couldn't even find their bodies.
But he was not surprised but delighted.
At this time, the Huagai Star was already as bright as the moon.
The power emanating enveloped King Yan, and he felt that he was already further ahead than before.
"Thank you, ancestor." He knelt down and looked up to the sky, his expression actually looking a little crazy.
Although he was sealed, his power at the level of Yang Shen Zhenjun still allowed him to observe his surroundings at any time.
King Yan discovered that the corpses of his men had disappeared and turned into strange, almost dissimilar beings, heading towards Zhasa's capital.
And that's where the 300,000 troops led by Emperor Fengyu went.
He understood that this was the power of the ancestral gods.
Only gods can revive the dead...
At this time, he also possessed the magical powers bestowed by his ancestors.
This magical power was so weird and terrifying that King Yan kept laughing wildly under the blood moon.
The blood-colored mist flowed around him and began to erode the ground beneath his feet.
"Reincarnation from dirty soil..." King Yan's voice was low, and he couldn't help but read the name of this magical power.
Countless blood-stained dust rose up from the ground and gradually turned into human bodies.
The body of this clay sculpture is lifelike, and all the details are no different from those in King Yan's memory.
It's just that these clay sculptures are full of cracks, and they seem to be about to collapse.
King Yan stepped forward and stood in front of a clay sculpture of a female body.
The clay sculpture of a female body with long hair in a bun is wrapped in a monk's hat.
His figure is tall and straight, and even the loose monk's robes cannot cover his perfect figure.
A silver mask covered its face, hiding the appearance of this clay nun.
King Yan's expression became a little complicated. Although he had given up the influence of his bipolar heart on himself.
But that love has penetrated deeply into the soul, and every thought is affected by the love and hate in the bipolar heart.
He reached out his hand and gently touched the clay nun's cheek.
"Resurrection! My love!"
King Yan's voice was deep, as if it contained extremely unforgettable love.
The canopy star in the sky began to flicker, and a blood-colored light pillar instantly enveloped the clay nun.
The bloody dust that made the nun's body began to change.
In a moment, her skin turned from blood to white.
But those cracks are still on his body, which seems to be evidence that he is dead.
After the bloody light dissipated, the nun took a sudden breath.
Then he started breathing heavily, looking horrified, as if he had experienced some kind of great terror between life and death.
"Your Majesty... I..." The nun was none other than Master Sanxian.
It's just that during the battle between King Yan and King Chu, she had already died after the King of Yan dug out the bipolar heart in her body.
She looked at the heroic King Yan in front of her as if she had just woken up from a dream, and couldn't help but touch her heart.
He is obviously dead...
Moreover... I was also in Purple Mountain at that time, not this inexplicable place.
On the blood-filled grassland, the corner of King Yan's mouth gradually rose with a strange arc.
"Welcome back, my princess..."
"This is the realm of loneliness."
"Here, you will be immortal like Gu!"