The end of this quasi-emperor peak is coming

Chapter 56 Weird
The wind waves cut through the sky, the sky was wailing, and all things seemed to be crying.

"The Saint has fallen!"

In the depths of the universe, a saint fell, and the one who took action was another powerful saint king-level warrior. A creature of this level could not hold back in the end, and met his end!

With the demise of a Saint King, the magical medicine finally found its owner.

Boss Jin was trembling inwardly: "Senior Luo's prediction has come true... The Saint has really died!"

His bloodline is half human and half demon, and the demon bloodline comes from the Golden Turtle lineage. Although his bloodline is shallow, he has practiced the skills of that lineage and is taking a steady approach.

"Troubled times are coming, where should I go?"

It wasn't just Boss Jin. Even monks like him who had no background began to worry about their future.

The monks who had gone deep into the imperial mausoleum searched for medicine everywhere, explored in all directions, and were even willing to cause a catastrophe that would cause the annihilation of their entire family in order to find a way to delay their death.

The cultivators who have not gone deep into the imperial mausoleum are worried about the future. Chaos has already appeared, and even some ancient families in the holy places have begun to feel uneasy. The impact of the red curse is too horrible and cannot be erased or resolved. Those who are infected will die, and only magic medicine can delay death.

The one who is close to the water gets the moon first, and it is most convenient to steal from oneself.

There have been reports one after another that many holy places where magical medicines are stored have been visited by thieves. It is difficult to guess whether they are internal or external thieves.

Although the holy land family is large and has magical medicine stored, it is not much.

Moreover, those miraculous medicines have basically been reserved by many ancestors. Many cultivators have no hope in this lifetime, and facing the crisis of the red curse, they have no choice but to take risks.

Otherwise, the formation of a holy land would be so easily cracked and the magical medicine would be stolen.

Many holy places have already started to rob and steal. If there were not enough military force to suppress it, chaos would have already occurred.

Even the holy land is like this, let alone other forces.

I often hear rumors these days that a certain sect secretly cultivated a magical medicine that was originally intended for the sect's ancestor to use to delay his death, but for some reason the news suddenly leaked out.

That night, several powerful men appeared outside the sect's gate. In just one night, thousands of people in the sect were beheaded, and without exception, the sect was bloodbathed. The medicine garden was looted, and the inheritance secrets were plundered by all parties.

There are even rumors that a saint may have taken action!

However, the strongest person in this sect, that is, the ancestor, was just a cultivator in the powerful realm. He carefully cultivated the seeds of the magical medicine passed down by their ancestors, but now that it had just matured, the sect was looted and killed, and no one in the entire sect was left alive.

For example, some brave monks went deep into the forbidden zone of life, and finally picked half a magical medicine after going through many dangers. They brought it out after surviving many dangers, but they were targeted by another group of powerful monks and robbed halfway.

The monks who intercepted the magical medicine killed each other because of uneven distribution. Finally, the magical medicine fell into the hands of a monk, who was killed again. The medicine changed owners several times and finally disappeared.

In short, in order to obtain the magic medicine, the only way to resist the red curse, the cultivators all over the world have gone crazy and are desperate. Even brothers have become enemies, and couples who were once in love have also schemed against each other. The master and apprentice who were once praised as role models have become the kind of people who betray their teacher and ancestors.

The world of cultivation is in chaos!

But it was far from over. Soon someone discovered that the corpses killed by the red curse came back to life again and killed their former friends and relatives.

At first, there were some corpses from the Lunhai Realm, then the Daogong Secret Realm, and later the Siji Secret Realm... The killing methods of those corpses were very similar to those of the monsters in the secret realm!

Only the monsters are unable to leave the secret realm and can only wander around the periphery at most, while these monks killed by the red curse are not bound by the secret realm!

Moreover, these corpses are impossible to kill! Even if their skeletons are broken apart, they will be reassembled again! These monsters have no souls, and rely on the strange red mark to move, inheriting the memories of the dead before their death, and hunting down their closest relatives and friends one by one.

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Secret place, imperial tomb.

The situation of Qingdi is not optimistic. At this time, he goes deep into the imperial mausoleum. The source of all the weirdness in the outside world comes from a corpse.

The corpse was suppressed by the desolate tower, being worn away and killed!

This corpse is also a pile of bones, but the difference is that there is a ball of dark red flame in his head. The flame contains the consciousness of the owner of the corpse before his death. Now only a flame is left. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be completely killed by the Huangta.

"Boy! You don't need to resist. You can't escape from my control no matter what. You are cursed by me. Unless you are the emperor in this world, you can only become my new body!" The ball of fire conveyed spiritual consciousness.

"Don't worry, I will never let your body become a skeleton like those corpses outside! I will inherit everything from you, including your memories, and become a new you!

I am very satisfied with your body! It has a profound foundation. In the future, you will definitely be able to become a great emperor and a peerless demon emperor!"

There was murderous intent in the Green Emperor's eyes, and the Green Lotus Divine Weapon on his chest was suppressing the red mark on his forehead!

The power of the Green Lotus is terrifying. It can break all laws and erase rules, but now it is unable to erase this red mark and is even at a disadvantage. The red mark is constantly eroding the Green Emperor's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

"What is your origin?!"

"My origin... hehe... I am from the supreme and strange clan! The master of all the heavens and worlds, the eternal and immortal supreme lord!" said the dark red flame.

"A strange clan? Never heard of them! So arrogant!" The Green Emperor said disdainfully.

The dark red flame was not angry at all: "Of course you haven't heard of it! The mortals in this world are shallow and ignorant, how could they have heard of the sacredness of our strange clan!
One day, our light will illuminate this land, our footprints will step into this universe, and you will all be our prey and our sacrifices!"

The Green Emperor taunted, "If you were really that powerful, why would you end up in such a state? Why didn't your fellows from the so-called weird tribe come to save you?"

The dark red flame seemed to have some emotional fluctuations, and angrily said: "What do you know? I am just the heir of the Weird Clan, and I am not a real Weird Clan at all! If the real Supreme Lord comes, let alone this tower, even the so-called Ancient Emperor will be nothing more than their prey!"

He did not lie at all. According to the inherited memory he obtained, the sect that was wiped out was once a hidden pawn of the Weird Clan, and its martial arts were evolved from the Weird Clan.

"As for this tower, you would not speak like this if you knew its origin!" said the dark red flame. He had been suppressed by this tower for tens of thousands of years. Based on those fragmentary memories, he guessed that the origin of this tower seemed to be related to an indescribable existence.

That's why he is confident enough!

Just a set of skills can allow him to remain immortal under this tower for tens of thousands of years, which is enough to show how terrifying the roots of the red curse are.

(End of this chapter)