The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Huaxia, Minghai City.

In the heat of the July evening, people panicked. Passers-by walking on the street were in a hurry, hoping to get home one step earlier and get rid of the oppressive heat.

"Ah! What is that?"

One of the pedestrians looked up at the sky above Phoenix Mountain, with a hint of fear in his tone.

Following this exclamation, passers-by stopped and looked at the sky above Phoenix Mountain in disbelief.

"Is the sky angry?"

The black thundercloud formed a huge vortex over Phoenix Mountain, like the gate of hell that was open.

Countless blue electric currents bared their teeth and claws in the black clouds, making one's scalp tingle.

"Patter."

A raindrop the size of a broad bean fell on the hard concrete floor and fell apart.

A storm is coming.

The cliff on the east side of Fenghuang Mountain, the mountain here is steep and precipitous, and it has always been inaccessible.

At the bottom of the cliff, there is an inconspicuous small mound, and a small white flower blooms on the mound.

"Boom."

With the first thunderclap came a downpour of rain.

The small white flowers are crumbling in the rainstorm.

Seeing that the flower was about to wither at its most beautiful moment, a rotten hand suddenly stretched out from the small soil bag to protect it.

The rotten white bones of the hand were clearly visible, and the reddish-brown rotten meat hung sparsely on the bones, which was extremely disgusting.

"Boom."

The shocking thunder sounded again, and the blue Thunder Snake charged at the rotten hand with devastating power.

"Stabbed."

When Razer was about to hit the hand, it exploded suddenly.

The next moment, the entire soil bag exploded suddenly, and a highly decomposed figure stood up from the soil bag.

The rotting figure raised its head, and a few white maggots crawled out of its empty eyes.

"Little Tiandao, want to save me too? It's ridiculous."

A hoarse and piercing voice sounded from the black hole-like mouth of the rotting figure.

"Juling."

The hoarse voice sounded again, the left hand of the rotten body was raised, and the palm with rotten flesh hung in the void.

With the rotting figure as the center, all the plants in a five-kilometer radius withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a few breaths, the surrounding area was already dead.

The majestic spiritual energy converged towards the left hand of the rotten figure, and then a transparent mask like an eggshell covered the rotten figure.

In the sky, the sound of thunder became more and more breathtaking. In the vortex of thunder clouds, countless thunder snakes gathered at an extremely high speed, and an incomparably huge thunder snake was forming.

The rotting figure looked at the huge Thunder Snake, and slowly raised its right foot.

"It was an accident to come to this world. If you are not forgiving, I don't mind turning this place into hell."

The huge Thunder Snake kept puffing and puffing in the vortex, as if hesitating whether to directly chop it down.

After a long time, the thunderclouds dissipated, and the fiery red sunset glowed half the sky.

"Phew, I'm scared to death. If Fang Tiandao insists on it, it's really fucking hard to say in the current situation!"

The rotten figure patted the ribs in front of his chest in fear, and some pieces of meat kept falling down along with the pat.

"here it is?"

In the dark eye sockets of the rotting figure, a frightening blue light burst out suddenly, and blue flames kept jumping in it.

Looking at the familiar scenes around him, this is the place he, the Heaven Swallowing Emperor Xiao Chen, will never forget.

"Hahaha……"

A sound like the cry of a night owl came from Hei Dongdong's mouth.

When Xiao Chen was killed here, he was reborn in that big world. Unexpectedly, ten thousand years have passed in that big world, and he was reborn here today.

Like a circle, it starts from the starting point and ends at the starting point.

Xiao Chen recalled what happened that day. When the class organized an outing, he was kidnapped by a group of people, killed and buried at the foot of Phoenix Mountain.

Judging by the degree of body decay, it should have been about a week since he was killed.

Xiao Chen tore off the rotten and deformed flesh on his chest, and looked at the sky from a distance: "Hehe, I was a fool back then and didn't even know why I died. Now that I'm reborn today, I have to use my blood to ask what happened. One thing."

Xiao Chen slowly opened his right hand, a small white flower was lying on the palm, and the little flower that had left the soil drooped listlessly.

"Since you were born on the grave of this emperor, then you and I are destined."

As Xiao Chen said, he grabbed the void with his left hand, and the mask covering his body dissipated instantly, forming a white ball of light the size of a pigeon egg in the palm of his left hand.

"Spiritual energy is useless to this dead body of this Emperor. Today, Emperor RB will give you a hand. If you are lucky enough to take shape, you will continue this fate of life and death in the future."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Chen crushed the ball of light in his left hand, and the shattered ball of light turned into dots of starlight and penetrated into the white flowers.

Xiao Chen put the small white flower on a stone, and a gust of wind blew through it, and the small flower swayed gently.

Xiao Chen strode away, as if he had sensed something, Xiao Chen waved his hand to Hua'er behind him: "We will meet each other if we are destined."

By the side of a small stream in Phoenix Mountain, Xiao Chen giggled strangely, looked at his cleaned body, and nodded in satisfaction.

Those messy carrion, internal organs and maggots were all cleaned out of the skeleton by Ren Yuan, and now Xiao Chen has become a veritable skeleton.

"The dead body can't absorb spiritual energy, so first practice the way of the underworld, and it's not too late to climb to the top of the road when you recover your flesh and blood body in the future."

Xiao Chen, who was cleaned up, looked into the distance. Judging from the current time, he had been missing for about a week. His parents and sister must be worried.

Xiao Chen decided to go to his home to have a look first. He was afraid that his family members would not be immune to this sudden disaster.

As for why he was inexplicably killed, hehe, he had plenty of time to investigate, for Xiao Chen, the most valuable thing right now was time.

Xiao Chen stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, and countless black air gathered from all directions and penetrated into Luo Chen's hollow body.

"Is it possible that a gathering of spirits can only produce such a little death energy? If you want to reach the realm of the god of the underworld, I am afraid that it is not enough to sacrifice the entire earth."

Thinking of the existence above those underworld gods in that great world, even Xiao Chen, known as the "Emperor Swallowing Heaven", couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

"How many creatures did those things kill to reach that height."

The miscalculation of death qi gave Xiao Chen a bit of a headache. This was his first time practicing the underworld, and he was still not very clear about many things.

Xiao Chen's shiny skull head shook: "Forget it, Ming Dao is only used for a while, as long as it is enough."

"rise."

Xiao Chen gave a low snort, and then the black air around him began to roll and roar, and the black air condensed into hideous ghost heads. Those ghost heads screamed hysterically, dragging Ren Yuan to fly away.

This scene is like a big demon coming to the world, which makes people feel heartbroken. If this scene is seen by ordinary people, they will be scared to death on the spot.

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