boom!

Xiao Gu grew like a dragon, with a dragon soaring and tiger stance. His body was unparalleled and shocking, especially after obtaining the fruit of the Beast God, there were even fewer people.

He used his physical strength to fight the zombies. Dozens of weak zombies turned into meat sauce on the spot, and some zombies were bombed away, but they rushed over again after a little movement, just like they had never been injured.

What a powerful body! Xiao Gu was amazed.

The zombies' physical invincibility already represents all their power. Without magical powers, besides physical strength, there is only corpse poison left.

This world seems to be shrouded in black fog. If an uninformed cultivator accidentally breaks in, he may be infected by the corpse poison and turned into corpse water in an instant.

The black fog is actually a corpse poison. A large number of zombies gathered, and the corpse poison accidentally escaped and turned into a dark curtain.

The zombies are almost endless, and Xiao Gu is unable to kill them in a short time with his physical strength.

One finger at the underworld!

Impatient, he used this terrifying magical power. The water of the Yellow Spring has unimaginable restraint power on dead creatures, and neither zombies, ghosts nor skeletons are spared.

A dim yellow river jumped between Xiao Gu's palms. He leaned his hands and pressed them down. The water of the yellow spring turned into a huge hand that covered it with a thousand feet.

puff!

Thousands of zombies turned into vanish under this dim yellow giant palm, as if they were swallowed by the yellow giant hand.

He bounced his fingers and hundreds of tiny rivers of the Yellow Springs rushed out. Wherever he passed, all the zombies disappeared, and no one was seen.

These zombies are just strong in body and are vulnerable in front of the Huangquan River!

In a short period of time, more than 100,000 zombies died here.

"Stop, please stop," at this moment, an old plea suddenly came from the depths of the broken world.

"Yes," Xiao Gu stopped and looked back at the deepest place covered by black fog.

Brush, brush...

Seven figures appeared in front of him one after another, each of which was terrifying and extremely powerful. They were all the power of the Taihuang, Xiao Gu could tell at a glance.

The mighty pressure swept across the plane, and the aura was as if the power of heaven was coming. The seven emperors, such power was definitely beyond imagination and should not have appeared here at all, or at the second level.

As the figure approached, Xiao Gu finally saw the true faces of these seven people.

The Six-Headed Zombie King was not surprised, but what surprised him was that there was actually a human here.

This human is a tall but thin old man. He is wearing a coarse linen and holding a black staff. His body is full of dry blood and loose flesh. If you look closely, you can even see the age spots clearly.

This is a nearly decayed strong man, who is so old that he is not very old.

But what made Xiao Gu curious was that this old man was actually a strong man from the Taihuang. Although such a strong man was not always old, he had reached this level, and his qi and blood were almost gone, and there was no more dead energy in his body.

"Hey, it's been so many years, has anyone finally arrived again?" the old man sighed.

Although he was old, his voice was full of energy, which made Xiao Gu even more curious.

"I wonder if you are your senior?" Xiao Gu tentatively.

In front of him was the strong man of the Taihuang. Even if he was so old that it was unbelievable, he was the Taihuang. He could wipe himself out thousands of times with a wave of his hand, but he didn't dare to be careless.

"Don't worry, my friend, we have no malice," the old man chuckled, the folds on his face were layered, so scary!

"Then I'm thankful for seniors," Xiao Gu saluted respectfully.

"Several seniors, you guys are here for some reason?" Xiao Gu said curiously.

"Even if my friend doesn't ask, the old man will say it," the old man chuckled his beard and chuckled.

"I'll listen to the teachings carefully," Xiao Gu suppressed the surprise in his heart.

"Haha, you must be curious about how our world was formed. In fact, it doesn't matter to tell you. Our world is actually another civilization," the old man chuckled, but Xiao Gu listened to the sadness.

"We are the undead world. The whole world cultivates the power of the undead. Maybe you don't know much about this, but you know the undead mage in the magic world, that is our branch," the old man sighed.

Huh, Xiao Gu is good at air conditioning.

The power of the undead, the world of the undead, these things seem to be too far away.

It seems to be an existence in the mythological era. Could it be that the old man survived from the mythological era? But it is actually normal to think about it. Since those guides can survive, why can't other emperors?

"Our world was destroyed, and I had no choice but to use taboo secret techniques with dozens of strong men at that time to turn everyone in the world into zombies. Later, in order to avoid the enemy, we discussed entering the mythological path and lingering. Over the years, some tribe members have survived," the old man's tone was low, as if he was recalling something.

"The whole world, countless brothers, they killed everyone, robbed resources, talented tribe members, martial arts... Even if we rise up and resist, we will only end up with the cost of the world being broken and heavy losses."

"Billions of people have become sacrifices, and countless people die for the damn heart of the undead," the old man said in grief.

...

From the old man's nagging and intermittent introduction, Xiao Gu roughly figured out all the situation here.

This world originated from the mythical era, but was later destroyed by enemies. According to Xiao Gu's speculation, the enemy should be the current starry sky demon clan.

The whole world was broken, and they were unable to turn all the remaining tribe members into zombies. Later, their opponents did not let them go. They had no choice but to take the opportunity to enter the mythical path and hide in the dark and survive.

Countless years have passed, and he has survived by relying on some of the magical objects of that year and has seized his body many times.

Their clan's cultivation method is unique and they don't care about qi and blood. They practice a kind of power of death, which is extremely terrifying and find another way.

During these long years, six other kings were born among countless zombies, and they are immortal and immortal until now.

This is the origin of zombies in this world, and it can also be called a tragic song.

A world was destroyed, and countless strong people rose up to resist but were useless. Seeing that the tribe members were slaughtered, they were powerless to do anything. When they were about to exterminate the tribe, they turned everyone into zombies in order to keep the fire.

Those invaders were bloodthirsty and killed countless people for the so-called heart of the undead.

How similar is this situation to the present? The Star Demon and the Temple of Creation jointly want to destroy the world. If they succeed, perhaps their present is the future of Xiao Gu and others.

However, Xiao Gu was very curious. Why did these people tell themselves all these things? Could it be that long-term loneliness needs to be expressed?

Obviously, this is impossible!

"Senior, after saying so much, I guess you need my help if you have something to do," Xiao Gu said directly after hesitating for a moment.

"My friend is so wise," the old man grinned, although there were no teeth in it.

"Seniors, just say whatever needs you have. You will never postpone what you can do," Xiao Gu couldn't figure out what these people meant, so he could only speak like this.

"My friend, don't worry, can you tell us about the outside world first?" the old man waved his hand.

"Of course," Xiao Gu nodded.

In the following time, he informed the old man of the changes in the outside world one by one, and there was no hidden place. Except for his own affairs, he told the old man everything he knew, without missing a single omission. The most mentioned was the Starry Sky Demon.

The old man and the six zombie kings were sometimes sad, angry and sometimes happy, completely losing the state of mind that the strong man of Taihuang should have. It can be seen that the depth of his hatred was indescribable.

Xiao Gu spent about half a day to tell a lot of things one by one. The reason why he spent such a lot of energy was actually a purpose. If such a powerful force could come back to deal with enemies such as the Star Demon in the future, it would be a great help.

These people already have a grudge against the Star Demon Clan, but now they have such an opportunity, so it is naturally hard to miss it.

The road of mythology hides a large number of incredible existences. Xiao Gu has known it for a long time, but he did not expect that he would gain such a thing just by walking here.

Seven Emperors, such power is enough to sweep away a force.

If they had not had the support of gods or semi-immortals, their strength would be enough to support them to get out of here and achieve some power.

And this is just a trivial part of this road.
Chapter completed!