"What about the Millennium Corpse King, the descendants of generals and ministers, even Qi cultivators have come, aren't these just legends? Do you really take them seriously?"

Several students tried hard to suppress their smiles. After all, Professor Li was their advisor, and his influence was crucial to their success in graduating, so they did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"You...are ignorant!"

Professor Li's face turned pale. As a leading figure in the field of archaeology, his knowledge was naturally beyond the reach of these students who had not yet graduated.

Over the years, he has visited many large tombs and ruins, and naturally witnessed the horror of zombies and even ghosts.

Ordinary zombies are so dangerous, how terrifying would the Millennium Corpse King be, which even the legendary Qi Refiners couldn't destroy a thousand years ago?

Professor Li couldn't imagine it. His only thought now was to escape quickly and seal the tomb completely.

However, he wanted to leave, but others would not let him do so.

The four members of the Blood God Cult were still blocking the entrance to the tomb, with no intention of moving away.

"Master Zhang, you are also a cultivator. You won't disbelieve what I say, right?"

Professor Li was anxious. Logically speaking, as a cultivator, he should be more aware of the horror of a thousand-year-old corpse king.

"Professor Li, you misunderstood. I naturally believed what you said. After all... this Millennium Corpse King is our original goal!"

Taoist Priest Zhang of the Blood God Cult stood in the dark passage, his face faintly visible in the light of the fire in the tomb, appearing extremely eerie and strange.

"You...what do you mean by that? Are you actually trying to awaken this thousand-year-old corpse king? Are you crazy?"

"Do you know how serious the consequences of doing this will be? Even the loss of lives will be the least of the consequences!"

Professor Li's eyes widened in anger. He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Taoist Zhang meant.

At this moment, even the student assistants who had been laughing in low voices felt something was wrong. These people in blood-stained robes seemed to have other thoughts.

"Life and death? Hahaha, how do you know this isn't what we want?"

"Life is short. The world is now in the Dharma Ending Age. Cultivators like me cannot ascend to heaven. Our lifespan is destined to be only a hundred years."

"Even if you use unconventional methods to prolong your life, you will eventually turn into dust. We cultivators are fighting against the heavens for our lives, so how can we be willing to perish like this?"

"However, becoming a zombie is different. Ordinary zombies have no intelligence, but if the descendants of the thousand-year-old zombie king personally bestow their bloodline upon us, we will instantly become advanced zombies with complete intelligence."

"Immortality, immortality, and the cycle of reincarnation. Hahaha, even if I don't become a human, what's the harm?"

Taoist Zhang looked at the coffin, and a fanatical light flashed in his eyes.

"Crazy, you are all crazy."

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that those high-ranking Taoist priests will skin you alive and scatter you to ashes?"

Professor Li was so angry that he was shaking all over. If they really achieved this, the world would be completely destroyed.

"Master Gao Gong? Ridiculous!"

"In the Dharma Ending Age, they are Daoist masters, but a thousand years ago, their strength was no more than that of ants."

"Even the monks of ancient times couldn't do anything to the Corpse King. What else can they do? They are just courting death!"

The people from the Blood God Cult sneered. In the Dharma Ending Age, the future of cultivators has been cut off, so there won't be any powerful beings.

"You, you, you...kids, stop standing there and tie them up quickly!"

Professor Li shouted to the assistants and students behind him. At this point, the students and assistants also knew that something was unusual. The boys among them found something handy and rushed towards the four people from the Blood God Cult.

More than a dozen people versus four, the advantage is on my side!

However, the reality was the opposite. Seeing more than a dozen people rushing towards the four of them with various weapons in their hands, the people from the Blood God Cult sneered.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is overestimating its own capabilities. Go!"

Taoist Zhang, who was in the lead, chanted a spell, and a blood-red cone left a shadow in the air. In just a few breaths, the dozen people stood there in a daze.

They lowered their heads slightly and saw a thumb-sized hole on their chest that went through front and back, with bright red blood flowing down the hole.

"No..."

Professor Li cried out in grief, but just as he finished his words, the blood-red awl pierced his chest, and several girls behind him were also not spared from the poisonous clutches.

"I've let you live long enough. Now, it's time to contribute all your value!"

The four members of the Blood God Cult faced the coffin and knelt reverently: "Blood God Cult believers, welcome the return of the Corpse King!"

As the words fell, the blood that had originally flowed to the ground was drawn by a mysterious force and all gathered towards the coffin bound by bronze chains.

The bright red blood adhered to the surface of the bronze coffin, and then slowly seeped into the coffin like a sponge absorbing water.

dong dong dong...

After a while, the originally submerged coffin began to tremble slightly. Under the joyful gaze of the people of the Blood God Cult, the iron chains on the coffin finally broke into pieces, and the bronze coffin that had been sealed for three thousand years slowly opened.

"The blood sacrifice is complete, welcome back the Corpse King!"

The people of the Blood God Cult quickly lowered their heads and shouted loudly, not daring to look at the thousand-year-old corpse king who walked out of the coffin.

Chapter 122 The Corpse King Arrives

tata tao...

Dull footsteps were heard, and the thousand-year-old corpse king walked out of the coffin and staggered forward step by step.

At the moment the Corpse King stepped out of the coffin, endless resentment and evil spirit began to spread between heaven and earth, and the bright moon in the sky was dyed blood red by this force.

On the earth, countless animals seemed to sense the danger. They ran and flew between heaven and earth, as if wailing for the impending doomsday.

"Ho..."

A low, hoarse sound rang out in the tomb. After being locked up for thousands of years, he was slowly getting familiar with his own body.

The Millennium Corpse King is extremely tall, with a height of two and a half meters. Ordinary people standing in front of him are like children.

The moment he stepped out of the coffin, he was so thin that his bones were visible, like a skeleton covered only by skin.

However, as the remaining blood in the air merged into his body, the body of the Millennium Corpse King began to plump up quickly. Explosive muscles bulged high above the skeleton that was originally just a layer of skin.

Four sharp fangs protruded from his upper and lower jaws, and there was no doubt about the lethality of these four fangs.

The Millennium Corpse King looked around. He first glanced at the dozen or so mummies on the ground, and then his gaze fell on the four members of the Blood God Cult.

"Hungry..."

The Millennium Corpse King uttered an unclear syllable. After being trapped for three thousand years and having all his blood drained, his strength was almost gone.

But even so, the aura exuded was not comparable to that of the people of the Blood God Cult. In front of the Thousand-Year Corpse King, the four people of the Blood God Cult could not help but tremble.

call!

The wind was howling, and the Corpse King waved his hand. One of the Blood God Cult members who was kneeling on the ground floated into the air and fell directly into the Corpse King's hands.

"Ah... Lord Corpse King, I am your loyal servant, please don't kill me."

"Master, save me, Master..."

The man held in the hands of the Corpse King screamed wildly, his face full of fear.

The Corpse King couldn't understand what the other party was saying, and even if he did, he would be dismissive. In his eyes, there was only food.

Click!

The sharp fangs bit the opponent's neck, and after just a few sucks, all the blood in the opponent's body was sucked out.

The elder of the Blood God Cult is indeed a cultivator with profound Taoism. His blood alone is more powerful than the blood of those dozen people, and the aura of the Corpse King becomes more and more powerful.

"hiss..."

When the people from the Blood God Cult not far away saw this scene, they gasped in shock, their eyes filled with fear.

"Master, Elder Chen was killed. What should we do?"

The man surnamed Zhang was the mysterious leader of the Blood God Cult. The three people behind him were the three most honorable elders of the Blood God Cult, but only two of them were left now.

"Don't be afraid, we still have that thing!"

The Blood God Cult leader quickly untied another gourd from his waist, and then quickly pulled out the stopper on the gourd.

The next second, an extremely complex smell drifted in the tomb. This smell seemed to be fragrance, blood, but also like a rotten smell. It was extremely complex.

The corpse king, who had sucked all the blood of the Blood God Cult elder, wanted to continue devouring the human in front of him, but the wafting fragrance instantly attracted his attention.

His eyes fell on the gourd, and there was uncontrollable greed and desire in his eyes.

The Corpse King's body flashed and appeared in front of the Blood God Cult Leader. He snatched the gourd from the other's hand, then tilted his head back and swallowed the liquid in it in big gulps.

Gulp gulp gulp...

As the red liquid in the gourd poured into the Corpse King's mouth, a satisfied smile appeared visibly on his face. However, such a gourd of liquid could not satisfy him.

"Roar..."

A bloody roar sounded in front of the Blood God Cult Leader. The strong wind made his face hurt and his ears buzzed.

"Master, don't worry, we are working hard to make this liquid!"

The Blood God Cult leader spoke hurriedly, fearing that if he didn't speak, he would completely lose the chance to speak.

Facing the Blood God Cult Leader who kept talking, the Corpse King tilted his head in confusion, obviously not understanding what the other party meant.

After thinking for a while, the Corpse King stretched out his sharp nails and lightly scratched his index finger. A drop of pitch-black blood appeared on the tip of his finger.

The Corpse King handed the drop of blood to the Blood God Cult Leader, signaling him to drink it. The Blood God Cult Leader was ecstatic upon seeing this: "I thank you, Lord Corpse King, for the gift of your precious blood!"

Under the envious gazes of the two elders, the Blood God Cult leader respectfully took the drop of blood and drank it all.

The next moment, a powerful aura emanated from him. The two elders who were originally kneeling on the ground were knocked back by the impact of this aura and fell to the ground in a mess.

"So strong! The leader's strength is simply sky-high!"

Looking at the Blood God Cult leader, who exuded a black aura and looked like a monstrous troll, the two elders' eyes were filled with envy and desire.

As the Blood God drank a drop of the Corpse King's blood, his appearance changed completely. His original magic power disappeared, replaced by overwhelming resentment and evil spirit, which was a power unique to zombies.

Even though it is the Dharma Ending Age and the connection between heaven and earth is severed, zombies do not rely on magic power, but on the endless death energy, resentment and evil energy between heaven and earth. With this special power, the strength of the Blood God Cult Leader has been rising all the way.

His originally white and slender ten fingers turned into sharp claws, and two long fangs extended from his upper jaw, looking ferocious and terrifying.

A pair of brown pupils turned into blood-red bat pupils, and the two broad bat wings behind him flapped, causing a gust of wind to blow in the tomb.

"I'm so weak now. One drop of blood can only create such a waste!"

The Corpse King muttered to himself. The Blood God Cult Leader was slightly stunned, and then suddenly knelt on the ground. He found that he could actually understand the Corpse King's words.

"Your subordinate greets the Lord Corpse King and respectfully welcomes his return!"

The Corpse King glanced at the Blood God Cult Leader, then said, "You were the one who woke me up, right? Well done!"

"But, do you still have that liquid from before?"

The Blood God Cult Leader's face lit up with joy, but he didn't become complacent. He continued to lower his posture and said, "It is my honor to dedicate everything to Lord Corpse King."

"Master Corpse King, those liquids were extracted by the Blood God Cult after slaughtering tens of thousands of people."

"We could have extracted even more, but our actions were discovered by those righteous people. Facing their siege, we had no choice but to flee elsewhere."

"Now that the Corpse King has returned, we, under his leadership, will submit to him and the entire world."

The Blood God Cult leader knelt on the ground devoutly and said respectfully!

"Haha, it's been three thousand years, the Dharma Ending Age, hahaha, now that all the Qi Refiners have died, who in the world can stop me!"

"Don't worry, since you have submitted to me, I will naturally lead you to the pinnacle of this world!"

The moment he turned the Blood God Cult Leader into a slave, he learned about the current situation from the other's mind. When he learned that it was the Dharma Ending Age and there were only a few cultivators left, the Thousand-Year Corpse King had only a disdainful sneer in his eyes!

Chapter 123: Alliance of Factions

The blood moon in the sky seemed to be the signal for the beginning of a chaotic world. In the following days, all kinds of things happened one after another.

Today, an old dog that has been raised in someone's family for many years suddenly goes crazy and bites the owner to a bloody mess. Tomorrow, a relative in someone else's family will rush out of the house as if possessed by an evil spirit and hack anyone he sees.

Chen Fei knew that these people or animals were all affected by the evil spirits between heaven and earth.

The Renjia Town alone is already in such chaos, not to mention the entire world, where such chaos is occurring frequently everywhere.

Combined with the strange phenomenon of the blood moon in the sky that appeared a few days ago, the rumor that the end of the world is approaching has become widely circulated.

During this period, Chen Fei and his uncle were extremely busy. They were running around almost every day to deal with the creatures affected by the evil spirit.

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