prince emperor corpse

In the dark sky, there is no trace of bright colors.

Everything here seems to be frozen in black and white.

In the sky, the scavenging bird opened its black wings, making shrill calls from time to time, and flew across the air.

The dilapidated walls, after years of baptism, the majesty and solemnity of the past have been turned into ruins.

Among the ruins, on the ground, there are dense piles of bones.

The bone-eating flowers, nourished by carrion corpses for a long time, have become the dominant existence in this area.

As long as there is any creature close to it, it will be swallowed immediately!

In the center of the ruins, stands a broken stone tablet with indistinct writing on it...

Suddenly, there was a sound from the broken stone tablet, as if something was trying to come out.

After a while, the sound of heavy objects moving stopped.An ugly human-like child with green face and fangs crawled out of it.

Bermuba sat down on the ground and just crawled out of the coffin board, which has already wasted a lot of his strength.

He instinctively wanted to kick, but now he didn't even have a breath, let alone kick.

Looking at his long black and long claws, he just wanted to ask: God thief, what are you doing!

Just when Bermuda was still wondering what he was.

A group of unknown creatures had surrounded him, and Bermuda raised his short neck stiffly, blinking suspiciously.

He sensed a dangerous aura from them.

"Hey, look, a new life has come to our Corpse Island." A female voice drifted into Bermuba's ears.

The one who spoke was a human-shaped skeleton, with two faint green flames of life swimming in the eye frames, and a hat woven with rattan and grass on its head.

"Little guy, where did you come from?" A murderous corpse lifted Bermuba from the ground.Empty eyes are so dark that they seem to suck the soul out of people.

Bermuba turned his head left and right, looked at the group of corpses around him, and finally accepted the reality that his soul was trapped in a small corpse.

Thinking that the patriarch of Yuhua Mountain, who had almost ascended half a step to become a fairy in the world of comprehension, had fallen to this point, how sad can he explain clearly!

It was only him who was to blame, brain twitching, and the Yang God came out of his body and ran to the appointment when the catastrophe came.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be struck by a thunderbolt.

Bermuba sees the primordial spirit inside, the originally gleaming golden primordial spirit is now dilapidated, and may face the danger of corpses and souls dispersing at any time.

"Hurry up~" Grabbing his murderous corpse, he pinched his neck impatiently.

"Crack!" Before Bermuba could speak, the head on his neck fell to the ground with a "bang!"

Immediately, there was a roar of ghostly crying and howling laughter.

Bai Mubai opened his eyes wide, looking at the body in the hands of the murderous corpse, which was still waving non-stop, and his primordial spirit became weaker again.

If he was pinched by this murderous corpse a few more times, his primordial spirit might be scattered.

Bermuba blinked and tried to look at the stone tablet behind his head.

At the same time, he also tried to contact his body, trying to direct it to point in the direction of the stele.

"Stone Monument~"

The murderous corpse understood Bermubai's meaning, and with a wave of "Kang Dang!", the body that Bermuba had just obtained was thrown to pieces by the murderous corpse.

Immediately after a "click!", a group of corpses crushed his head and walked towards the stele.

In the dark sky, it began to rain lightly, and the heavy feeling of death around him became even stronger.

The area around the stele was turned into a mess, but the group of murderous corpses still didn't find anything useful.

A group of transparent faint flames became weaker and weaker under the impact of raindrops, and almost disappeared...

The surrounding area was silent, the scavenging bird had already returned to its nest, and the bone-eating flower also closed its big mouth.

The dark clouds dissipated, the moonlight was faint, and the entire corpse island was quiet.

An invisible mass of moonlight essence poured on the transparent flame.

The flames that had been extinguished by the rain just now slowly ignited again.

Bermuba's consciousness gradually became clear, and after realizing the benefits of the moonlight essence to his soul, he greedily absorbed it.

Only the fire of the soul, which was a little bigger than the nail, was revived, and it was still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

While absorbing the moonlight essence, Bermuda repaired the corpse lying on the ground.

The head crushed by the murderous corpse was pieced together bit by bit...

The moonlight dissipated, and the whole land was shrouded in an invisible layer of darkness. Compared with the night, the day here was only a little bit brighter.

When the moonlight dissipated, Bermuda stopped absorbing the moonlight essence.

The fire of the soul jumped into the head on the ground.

Bermuda let out a breath in his heart.With his head, he really felt much safer, and inexplicably had a solid sense of belonging.

He used his thoughts to control the limbs of his body to connect to one place, then lifted his head and placed it on his neck.

However, the first time I didn't put it properly, it was a bit crooked.

Then, he resolutely held his head with both hands, "click!", and his head was in place!

After his head was healed, Bermuda inexplicably felt that he had the feeling of a phoenix...

He shrugged his small shoulders helplessly, feeling very bitter in his heart: I have become a walking corpse, wouldn't I have let down countless delicacies in the world!

Now there is no mirror in hand, and Bermuda can't see what he looks like. There is a good saying: what you see is what you see.

He knew that he must not look very good, just looking at the group of corpses just now.

However, the future is long, if he can cultivate his soul to be as powerful as in his previous life, and then casually possess a body that has just died, everything will be fine.

Tired all night, and being dismantled several times by fierce corpses, Bermuda was more tired than ever.

Turning her small body to look at the stone tablet behind her buttocks, she twisted her body decisively.Pidianpidian crawled over.

As soon as he climbed over, he saw the small hole next to the stone tablet, and jumped down with his little arms and legs stretched out.

Just landed in a brocade-padded coffin.

This coffin was the one he woke up from just now. He found this corpse and felt quite dependent on it.

"Shut it up, sleep!" Bermuba said in a hoarse and ugly voice.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the coffin board was gently closed by himself as if he could understand the words.

If the group of murderous corpses saw this scene, their eyes would surely drop from shock!

Bermuda slept soundly, and when he woke up, he found that his long black fingernails seemed to be a little shorter, and they didn't look so ugly.

"Open." He said, and the covered coffin boards immediately flew up.

"come over."

The coffin board flew to his side immediately, if there is any expression, it must be obedient.

Yesterday, Bermuba was in a hurry to go out to check the situation, but he really didn't look around.

Looking at it now, I realized that the coffin was actually standing in mid-air.

There were still eight coffins quietly placed below, and each coffin seemed to be a little smaller than his coffin.

Bermuba climbed up the coffin board with short arms and short legs, "Go down."

The coffin board planted Bermuda and flew down slowly.

Bermubai climbed down from the coffin boards and climbed up to a coffin out of curiosity. However, he was small and less than half the height of the coffin, so he couldn't see anything.

After circling around and finding nothing, Bermuda reluctantly crawled back to the pillar supporting his coffin.

He looked up at his coffin.

"It's okay, put me so high, do you know how old this body is?" Bermuba complained.

Lazily falling to the ground, Bermubai suddenly missed the delicacy in the world.

What kind of place this is, he has no idea at all.

The dead of night is a good time to come out.

Bermuba sneaked out of the stele again.

He carefully looked around and found that there was no trace of the murderous corpse, so he slowly crawled around.

He chose a cleaner place, and then slowly absorbed the moonlight essence.

Every time he absorbs it, it can make his body stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the traces of the murderous corpse on his body are gradually reduced.

Three months passed in a flash, and Bermuba practiced his soul in the coffin every day, and at night he sneaked out to absorb the essence of moonlight.

Now, although his appearance is not good-looking, at least it is not so scary.

His body has also grown from two and a half feet to more than three feet tall, and he can walk upright without crawling on the ground.

On the day of walking upright, Bermuda jumped up for joy, but was almost taken away by a flying carrion bird.

Since that day, Bermuda has been thinking about the day when he will shoot down two scavenging birds and come down to taste the taste.

Although he still doesn't have the ability to taste and digest, but he believes that if he keeps practicing, he will be like a normal person one day.

One day, another scavenging bird flew over Bermuda.

He was sitting on top of thousands of white bones, his eyes were full of greed.

Now his dreams are all food and wine in the world, and he wished he could grow a pair of wings.

"You can't eat birds, you can have a bird's egg!" Bermuba complained, playing with the bones in his hand.

Bored, he took a handful of bones and threw them into the open space. After a while, he spelled out the general shape of a bird.

Bermubai wanted to continue fighting, but suddenly saw a group of murderous corpses walking towards this direction not far away.

He quickly jumped off the pile of white bones, kicked the assembled bird apart, and hurriedly jumped into the small hole next to the stone tablet.

Strange to say, the hole next to the stele is actually not that big, but Bermuba can pass through it every time he jumps, which is really an unsolvable mystery.

After a while, a group of ferocious corpses came over aggressively.

"Are you sure you're here?" One of the leading corpses asked a slightly thinner corpse beside him.

"At night, a corpse saw a body absorbing the essence of moonlight." The vicious corpse replied honestly.

"Foreign corpses must be thoroughly inspected!" The leading murderous corpse ordered sternly.

"Yes, boss!" The corpse immediately straightened its body and replied loudly.

A group of murderous corpses checked the surroundings, found nothing, and left.

After they left, Bermuda crawled out of the hole again.