The Art of the Great Sword

It is tolerable, but what is unbearable!

Isn't this damn dead soul afraid of his own thunder?

"Ahhhh..."

He roared angrily and used his thunder power to the extreme. Electric arcs filled his sea of ​​consciousness. Each arc actually had the power to threaten the destruction of the monks in the peak reincarnation realm.

But he discovered that those arcs actually penetrated the souls and did not cause any substantial damage to the souls.

"It must be an illusion!"

"What the dead fear the most is thunder. I control the power of thunder. There is no way I can do anything to these dead souls!"

Cui Zhi was almost certain that the attack from the dead souls he was currently suffering was completely an illusion.

It was an illusion exerted by that strange scepter on his own soul.

He no longer attacks the dead souls with the power of thunder. He is entrenched in his own sea of ​​consciousness and lets the dead souls gallop in his sea of ​​consciousness without doing anything.

He stuck to his heart, his sea of ​​consciousness, and even hypnotized his own mind, thinking that everything he saw was an illusion.

But gradually, the pain in his soul became more and more intense.

When he could no longer bear the pain, Cui Zhi suddenly realized that this was no hallucination. It was clearly an attack on his soul!

It seemed that the dead soul was attacking his soul, but in fact it was a stronger force attacking his soul!

"She is the Lord of the Undead and claims to be in charge of all the undead in this world."

"She has a soul attack method, which is weird and unpredictable. I've been hit by it now."

At this moment, Cui Zhi suddenly remembered what kind of creature he was facing.

The Lord of the Undead, on the final battlefield, sacrificed himself to usher in the time for the other warriors on the battlefield to withdraw.

He was one of the monks who was withdrawn from the battlefield.

That scepter is the natal weapon of the Lord of the Undead!

The Lord of the Undead's strength back then was not as simple as a first-order quasi-emperor. The attack he was facing now originated from the Lord of the Undead. No wonder he was no match!

"I was wrong, please forgive me for my offense, the great Lord of the Dead!"

Cui Zhi was very decisive and begged the Lord of the Dead for mercy immediately.

"Now you remember my identity?"

A contemptuous and mocking voice reached Cui Zhi's ears.

When these words reached Cui Zhi's ears, Cui Zhi changed his color!

"It's indeed her!"

"She sacrificed herself then, why could she still survive?"

Cui Zhi recognized the Lord of the Undead, but he did not think that the current Lord of the Undead was the one he looked up to back then.

But now, after hearing the Lord of the Undead's words, he suddenly understood that this was the Lord of the Undead back then!

Although I don't know why the other party is still alive in the world, the power displayed by the other party is definitely not something I can resist.

Thinking of these factors, Cui Zhi said quickly: "Great Lord of the Undead, I didn't recognize your identity just now, so I offended you. Great Lord of the Undead, please consider that I am the guardian of the tomb." For my sake, let me go!"

After hearing Cui Zhi's words, the black mist lingering on them gradually dissipated.

When the sky became clear again, Cui Zhi was breathing heavily.

The same goes for the monks behind him.

They never thought that they would be so close to death today.

They are the native creatures of this dark forest. Cui Zhi's cultivation is at the peak of reincarnation. Looking at the entire Taixing world, not many people can match this kind of power.

But now, facing this outsider, Cui Zhi is no match!

Fang Qingyang watched the whole process with cold eyes, but when he heard Cui Zhi say that he was a 'tombkeeper' again, he became even more curious about Cui Zhi's origins.

Moreover, he can now almost confirm that this Taixing world should be one of the small worlds left behind by the great terror!

Cui Zhi didn't know this. He looked at the Lord of the Undead carefully, no longer as arrogant as before.

He really wanted to obtain a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, but this Quasi-Emperor Weapon was the weapon of the Lord of the Undead!

The Lord of the Undead is not dead, she still controls the Undead Staff, but she wants to take the Undead Staff from her hands. How stupid is that!

"You said you are the tombkeepers. Whose tomb are you guarding?"

At this time, the Lord of the Undead looked at Cui Zhi in front of him and asked his question.

"They are the brothers who died on the battlefield back then!"

"Master Fang Hao ordered us to stay here. When the Lord returns one day in the future, he will resurrect the dead brothers and lead us to continue the war!"

Cui Zhi lowered his head, not daring to look at the Lord of the Dead.

When the Lord of the Undead heard the name 'Fang Hao', her expression became dazed for a moment.

"Is Fang Hao not dead?"

This name existed in the memory of the Lord of the Undead, but it was so long ago that he even forgot the name Fang Hao.

Cui Zhi said: "Dead."

"Back then, Master Fang Hao gathered the warrior brothers together, and then he almost ran out of gas. Finally, he went deep into the cemetery and never appeared again."

The Lord of the Undead sighed softly and said, "How long has it been since that battle?"

Cui Zhi heard this and said, "About twenty thousand years."

The Lord of the Undead had not paid attention to this issue before. For a monk like her who placed her consciousness in her natal weapon, time was actually not that important anymore.

Without hundreds of thousands of years, their self-awareness will not fade at all!

"Twenty thousand years old?"

The Lord of the Undead smiled bitterly and said, "It's such a long memory!"

It only took her five hundred years to reach the pinnacle of quasi-emperor realm.

Looking at this world, how many people can improve their cultivation to the peak quasi-emperor level in just five hundred years?

After a brief sigh of emotion, the Lord of the Undead said to Cui Zhi: "Tell me about the situation here."

When Cui Zhi heard this, he said: "Sir, the place we are now is called the Forest of Darkness. It is one of the three forbidden areas in the Taixing world."

"The Dark Forest prohibits all outsiders from entering. All monks who enter the Dark Forest will be attacked by the Dark Forest."

"This prohibition is engraved in our bones and is the reason why we have offended adults before."

He looked at the Lord of the Undead carefully and said: "The four generals under Lord Fang Hao are currently in control of the Dark Forest, but they are all sleeping now."

"On weekdays, I and the other three first-order quasi-emperors are responsible for everything in this dark forest."