The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

As the cold ripples on Xiao Chen's body spread out, Xiao Chen's appearance also underwent an astonishing change.

Xiao Chen's bones, which were as white as jade, began to turn pitch black, and bursts of cold air radiated from the black bones.

The cold air formed a black ice armor on Xiao Chen's bones, and the ice armor completely enveloped Xiao Chen, leaving no flaws.

"Out of the sky." Xiao Chen touched the ice armor on his body, and couldn't help complaining.

The bloody lady next to her stared at Xiao Chen's changes with straight eyes.

The Xiao Chen in the blood lady's eyes is now covered in black ice armor. The ice armor is round and smooth without any awkwardness. Coupled with those unknown patterns, the ice armor looks like a perfect work of art.

And he was holding a white narrow knife in his hand, the two diametrically opposed colors of black and white made Xiao Chen's appearance look very visually impactful.

Xiao Chen took off his helmet and threw it outside, "It's very fancy."

The bloody lady has black lines all over her head, and now she seriously doubts whether this guy's aesthetics has developed in some strange direction.

Xiao Chen stepped out of the tree wrapped in death in one step.

An astonishing cold air emanated from the ice armor, and the surrounding ghosts who had been exposed to the cold air were instantly dissipated by the frozen smoke, and even the ghost hands under their feet disappeared together.

"Sure enough, to deal with this kind of dead soul, you still have to use Mingbu's exercises, which are efficient and save energy."

Wherever Xiao Chen passed by, the dead souls were all wiped out. When Xiao Chen reached the middle of the river, there were no dead souls around who dared to come within ten meters of Xiao Chen.

Although the dead souls surrounded Xiao Chen, none of the dead souls dared to challenge Xiao Chen.

At this time, the desolate horn sounded again, this time with the haste of a storm.

The souls of the dead surrounding Xiao Chen rushed towards Xiao Chen bravely under the sound of the horn as if they had been spat with chicken blood.

Xiao Chen bared his big teeth, and plunged Wu Jian into the river under his feet.

There was a vortex on the river surface, Wujian was gradually absorbed by the vortex, and as Wujian disappeared, the whole space instantly became extremely cold.

This kind of coldness is not a change in temperature caused by a drop in temperature in the ordinary sense. The underworld exercises are the weirdest, and are best at killing souls.

This kind of coldness is very fatal to the killing power of the soul.

"Ghost lotus."

As Xiao Chen's words fell, a fist-sized ice crystal black lotus fell from the top of his head.

The black lotus is extremely beautiful, gently spinning and falling on the river.

However, it was this little flower that looked harmless to humans and animals, which made those dead souls flee wildly around as if seeing the scorching sun.

Xiao Chen took a step forward, the black ice lotus suddenly exploded, and countless ice crystal powders scattered away.

As soon as those dead souls touched the powder, they disappeared instantly.

Xiao Chen took the second step, and another black ice lotus fell from the top of his head and exploded.

The third step, the fourth step... Every time Xiao Chen took a step, an ice lotus fell down, and wherever Xiao Chen passed, all the dead souls were wiped clean.

Xiao Chen walked on the river like a walk, but such a leisurely action killed countless dead souls in the blink of an eye.

This is the cruelest side of this world. In the eyes of the strong, the weak are not even as interesting as an ant.

If you put aside Xiao Chen's slaughter-like scene, Xiao Chen at this moment can be regarded as a lotus growing step by step with an unusual sense of beauty. Although this lotus is a black lotus, it has a strange beauty.

"Wow, fairy."

On the big tree shrouded in death, the butcher suddenly sat up like a corpse, looking at Xiao Chen who was walking leisurely outside, he couldn't help sighing.

Xiao Chen's figure gradually disappeared from the eyes of the blood lady and the butcher, and the dead silence returned to the world.

Xiao Chen didn't come back for a long time, which made the Blood Lady very uneasy, although the Blood Lady was sure that nothing would happen to Xiao Chen.

"The butcher sings a song to listen to."

"Two tigers, two tigers run fast, run fast, have no ears..."

"You're singing about your mother!" The bloody lady hit the butcher on the head with a hammer.

Weak people have to be careful even when they sing, or they will be beaten.

Just when the Blood Lady was about to ask the butcher to finish singing "Two Tigers", Xiao Chen came back.

The dark energy covering the blood moon in the sky had long since dissipated, and Xiao Chen walked leisurely to the side of the big tree under the faint blood moonlight.

The bloody lady looked at Xiao Chen who had regained his youthful appearance, and her heart beat inexplicably.

The bloody lady pulled her face, "What are you thinking? This guy looks normal, but he's actually crazy."

Although he thought so in his heart, his eyes still stayed on Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen waved his hand to draw back the dead energy of the big tree into his body, now that the Yin energy of the Silent River had been almost dispersed by Xiao Chen, there was no need for too much dead energy to protect the three of them.

"Hey cow, can this emperor's appearance be worthy of the word invincible?"

As soon as Xiao Chen opened his mouth, the slightly better image in the blood lady's heart suddenly shattered.

"Your whole family are cows."

The bloody lady had black lines all over her face, but she couldn't help but agree with this psychosis: "My lord deserves the word invincible in this battle."

"My lord's figure is like that majestic mountain, we can only look up at it." The butcher flattered him right now.

"boom."

The butcher was punched again in the eye socket, and the butcher covered his eye sockets and looked at Xiao Chen with an aggrieved expression, "Is there any problem with this flattery?"

Xiao Chen looked at the butcher and said with a hey smile: "Oh! I'm sorry, the punch went well. I just wanted to punch you like this when I heard you talking."

The butcher sat down on the tree, and the butcher felt that he would get autism sooner or later.

The big tree set sail again, heading towards Qianxie Cave.

There were no more ghost hands and dead souls along the way.

Xiao Chen looked up at the place where the Silent River disappeared into the dead mountain. Judging from the news from the ghost general just now, it is very necessary to go to the end of the Silent River.

If it is really as the ghost general said, then maybe it is really possible to find clues about reincarnation on the earth.

As time passed, the butcher's face became more and more serious.

Seeing the butcher's expression, the blood lady asked in confusion, "What's wrong, the butcher's face is so bad."

The butcher forced a smile: "It's okay."

It's not easy for the blood lady to ask too much, after all, this is a private matter.

"The Thousand Evil Cave is here." Butcher's voice trembled.

Xiao Chen looked around, the small river passed through a dead mountain, and a huge and hideous hole appeared at the bottom of the dead mountain.

There are strange rocks at the entrance of Qianxie Cave, and these stones are lying around in a mess, giving people a very disordered and uncomfortable feeling.

Xiao Chen noticed that no matter how messy these stones were, they all had one thing in common, and that was the size of these stones.

Looking at these stones, Xiao Chen couldn't help but think of the word coffin. Is this a coincidence or some other reason.