Their original intention was to create an army of zombies in the human world and lead them to occupy the human world, but they only achieved the first step, and when they developed corpse soldiers, they were attacked by the magic world.
In that big battle, their strength in the world all collapsed, and Hou Qing was seriously injured, but it was Ying Gou and Nulu who desperately took him away and fled from the world......
In that battle, they faced the most powerful mages and formations in the spell world, and only then did they know how powerful these humans who were despised by themselves actually were.
They began to concentrate on cultivation, and in the process, Hou Qing and Nu Lu secretly fell in love - they didn't think there was anything wrong with brother and sister getting married, and the ancestors of the human race, Fu Xi and Nuwa, were also brother and sister marriage.
Ying Gou also likes the female lu, but he can only silently put away this feeling, to fulfill the two of them, to be their eldest brother, any hard battle, he rushes to the front, any dangerous situation, his first thought is to protect the younger siblings.
Walking and stopping in the thick fog, in front of Yinggou's eyes, there were scenes of the past, which was the deepest impression in his mind, fighting together, killing enemies together, and being injured together.
Finally, the scene comes to a mountain.
It was that the pattern of the Qing Underworld had been decided, and they were trapped in the Zero Realm, although the three of them had become the masters here, they were not reconciled.
That day, he came out of the cave and saw Hou Qing standing alone on the top of the mountain, overlooking the world.
He walked over, and from Hou Qing's eyes, he saw anger and unwillingness.
"Big brother, you say, why do those disciples of the Sect and Buddhism look down on us zombies, they all treat us as aliens, even humans look down on us, ghosts, demons, evil spirits, no race looks up to us, they just want to enslave us, control us, trample us at the bottom of this world, and never be able to raise our heads!"
Ying Gou gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that we are trapped here, and now we don't have the strength to be their enemy." ” "Opportunities are created by oneself."
Hou Qing turned around, looked at Ying Gou, smiled lightly, and then exhaled hard, and said hatefully: "I swear in the name of the Corpse King, one day I will lead the Corpse Clan to rise, kill back to the Void Realm, let the corpse blood burn the earth, turn life upside down, and let all the heavenly gods and Buddhas disappear!"
” These words were engraved in Yinggou's mind.
Until a hundred years or a thousand years later, until today, Hou Qing still feels that this is the most inspiring word he has ever heard, and his blood boils when he thinks about it.
In his heart, Hou Qing is a natural conspirator and military strategist, the smartest creature in the Three Realms, he is the hope of the corpse clan, and he is also ......
This brother has always been proud.
Pity......
I've been dragging him back.
At this moment, Yinggou really understood everything, and a happy smile bloomed on his ugly and hideous face.
He's back to reality.
His body has melted, his flesh has dried up, his cultivation has withered, his corpse's heart has been broken, and he is going to die.
He saw countless people shouting for killing, rushing towards him, but he no longer had the strength to devour them.
Poof......
The only eye was also poked blind, and the world was plunged into darkness.
In the darkness, he saw Hou Qing, took the woman's hand, and walked towards him.
"It's good to see you."
Ying Gou laughed and stretched out his hand to Hou Qing, "It wasn't until today that I realized that it was my existence that blocked the advance of the corpse clan......
You should have told me a long time ago, but maybe I had to die, or with my character, I would have made trouble with you, and you couldn't do anything to me, because I was your brother......
Well, you killed me, but I don't hate you, because you're my brother......
No matter what you do to me, I will not hate you.
Brother, only you can lead the corpse clan to rise, take our ideals, go fight, go kill!
Go for the sabotage!
Corpse ......
Never be a slave!
” Rumble......
The melting of the six legs could no longer support his body, and he fell heavily into the pit, stirring up a wave of earth qi, which sprayed out like a wild wave, and everyone hula scattered, quietly watching this mass of earth qi gradually disperse, and the scene was silent.
This battle, the most tragic battle in the Void Realm for thousands of years, has finally come to an end.
This corpse king, who crisscrossed the three realms, was invincible, and killed people without calculation, won the hook, and finally died on the battlefield.
A generation of corpse kings died here.
"Dead?"
In the silence of the battlefield, I don't know who asked, and there was fear in my voice.
Li Shan's mother was the first to walk over and glanced into the deep pit with a solemn expression.
More and more people are coming to her.
Xiaoqing and Xiaobai also walked over one after another, looking into the deep pit - this can no longer be said to be a pit, but an abyss more than ten zhang deep.
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The earth's qi has dispersed.
At the bottom of the abyss, Win Gou's body had melted and decomposed, leaving only one head, soaked in a pool of black and green liquid.
"Master, my master is still in its belly!"
Several Lingshan disciples rushed over, seeing that they were about to jump into the pit, they were stopped by several people.
The liquid is a mixture of corpse blood and corpse water, and is extremely concentrated and can corrode any living being.
Old Mother Li Shan walked over, drew a talisman, threw it at the bottom of the pit, and burst into flames with a bang, using the liquid itself as fuel, and quickly spread, forming a raging fire.
The liquid bubbled in the flames, and spirits rose from the blisters and flew into the air.
More and more spirits, like a snow falling backwards, are constantly coming out.
These are the souls that the corpse king Yinggou has devoured for thousands of years, and after turning into spirits, they are still locked in his body, and there is no way to gather souls and be reborn.
Above the abyss, those soldiers and mages who survived this war all stood silently on the edge of the abyss, looking at the shocking scene of the spirit flying into the sky.
The atmosphere was full of worry.
Among these spirits, there are their ancestors, elders, and many more comrades-in-arms who fought together not long ago......
I don't know who was the first to take the lead and bid farewell to these spirits with the highest etiquette of the Daomen, and then everyone present did the same, Lin Sansheng also bowed, but only he knew that he was not only sending away these souls who died in the mouth of Yinggou, but also Yinggou itself.
In the long time of a stick of incense, there were spirits rising from the abyss, until finally the liquid was scorched dry by the flames, and the disciples of Lingshan immediately jumped into the abyss, but there was nothing at the bottom of the pit except for the huge head of Yinggou.
The Lingshan disciples threw themselves at the bottom of the pit and cried.
Pufa Tianzun, the highest ranking grandmaster who died in this battle, came from the human world, founded a sect in the space, lived for thousands of years, and finally died in the mouth of Ying Gou.