Zombie Evil Emperor - Chapter 849

“No matter who you are, you must die.”

In the cold whisper, the figure of the soul master disappeared.

Under the Soul River, blood-colored turbid waves rolled. Yang Tian’s figure was clenched palely, and he kept sinking. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.

His heart palpitated, and images of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and piles of bones appeared in his mind, the indifferent and calm face of the young monk, and the anxious scream of the big black crow.

Yang Tian also didn’t expect that this time when he escaped, he was not caught up by the soul master, but fell into the hands of the Buddhist cultivator.

Thinking of this, Yang Tian felt an unspeakable hatred in his heart. If he hadn’t been lucky, he would have died in this river of blood.

“This account must be settled with blood.”

Yang Tian secretly gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath, forcing himself to hold back the bad breath and calm down.

Right now, he was in an extremely dangerous situation. His ankle was grasped by a big pale hand and he couldn’t break free at all.

Moreover, as his body sank in the turbid blood-colored river water, Yang Tian could clearly feel the cold and violent thoughts roaring from all directions, locking onto him.

A sense of death-like danger surged into Yang Tian’s heart, and he felt an almost suffocating sense of oppression, and his whole body became stiff.

Since Cong came to this world of immortality, he has never encountered such a dangerous and unknown thing.

The blood-colored soul river makes no one dare to step beyond the thunder pool.

But now, I am being dragged by a big hand and sinking into it

He had tried, but even with the sharpness of the bone-white spear, he could not shake that pale white hand.

The most dangerous thing is that he had already consumed most of his energy in his previous duel with the Soul Master.

Then, he was attacked by Buddhist cultivators and was now seriously injured.

Trouble!

Yang Tian frowned and didn’t care about anything else. He grabbed a few innate magical medicines and stuffed them into his mouth, refining them with all his strength to repair the injury.

boom!

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger. Under the blood-colored soul river, it is extremely turbid, and corpses and bones can be vaguely seen floating in it.

At the same time, various cold and violent auras enveloped the place.

This put tremendous pressure on Guo Yang’s body and mind. He felt as if he was on the verge of drowning, and it was extremely difficult to even lift an arm.

Until later, nothing could be seen, and there was a vast expanse of blood.

The cold, depressive, strange, and unknown atmospheres intertwined, causing Yang Tian’s consciousness to suffer a great impact and become blurred.

In the haze, there seemed to be bursts of weeping sounds, and there seemed to be the howls of evil spirits.

Some saints sighed in sorrow.

There are gods and demons shouting crazily and surly.

Yang Tian only felt that his mind was messy, dizzy and blurry, and occasionally some strange picture fragments would appear.

There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, there are torrential rains of blood, and there are all kinds of strange figures of gods, demons, ghosts, saints, and demons fighting fiercely and roaring.

Later, everything became ethereal and distant.

The chaotic scenes gradually turned into endless darkness.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly

A wisp of dim yellow light emerged, illuminating the darkness, causing Yang Tian’s groggy consciousness to gather together little by little.

Then he shook violently and regained some consciousness.

An oil lamp had been erected on the ground at some point, casting a dim shadow over the area where Lin Xun was.

The shadow of the lamp was very small, like a dim umbrella. It could only cover a foot around Yang Tian. Beyond that, there was the vast river.

This river is as dark as ink

Guiding light!

Yang Tian gradually regained consciousness, recognized the treasure given by the skeleton boatman, and realized that he was saved by this lamp.

Taking a deep breath, he felt it carefully.

There was nothing unusual in the small area shrouded in dim lights, giving people a calm, stable and reassuring feeling.

But when the consciousness flashed out of the lamp shadow, in an instant, the terrifying cold and violent aura came like a landslide and tsunami.

In the dark water, there seemed to be countless demons and monsters dormant, choosing to devour people.

Yang Tian retracted his consciousness decisively, and a ferocious and cold roar sounded in his ears, which made him frightened and made his face look a little ugly.

There is no doubt that this is the bottom of the Bloody Soul River

However, the turbid blood-colored river water has turned into an oppressive dark color.

Moreover, if there is no guiding light, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous

Yang Tian took a deep breath, thought silently for a long time, then abandoned his distracting thoughts and began to meditate.

The surroundings were silent, not even the sound of water could be heard, and the omnipresent darkness made it difficult to breathe.

But Yang Tian was completely unaware of this.

Five days later.

The injuries on his body were repaired, and Yang Tian returned to his peak state again. His eyes and ears were clear and he felt refreshed.

He looked at the guiding light on one side.

Its wick is like a mung bean, swaying out dim and mottled light and shadow, giving people a feeling of warmth.

The lamp has a gray and ancient color, like stubborn iron that has been polished by endless years, giving people a sense of time and precipitation.

In the beginning, the skeleton boatman hung these on the black boat and crossed the Styx.

Yang Tian held the lamp with his hand, hoping to use the power of the lamp to leave the Soul River.

However, no matter how hard he exerted his force, the lamp seemed to be growing on the ground, motionless.

Um?

Yang Tian’s black eyes narrowed and he looked at it carefully.

After a while, he finally understood the reason. Although the lamp held up its shadow, it blocked him from the strange power in the darkness.

But at the same time, it is also under the oppression of that strange force

Yang Tian’s face became uncertain, and he realized a key problem. If he wanted to get out of trouble, he must first eliminate the strange power in the dark soul river.

However, with his current strength, it is simply impossible to achieve this step.

what to do?

Yang Tian fell into deep thought.

He is never one to sit still and will never give up if there is a glimmer of hope.

The big black crow once said that if it weren’t for the black hat in its hand, not even the gods and demons of chaos would be able to suppress the strange power in the soul river.

But now, he is at the bottom of the Soul River, and his strength is still extremely far away from the Chaos Gods and Demons. There seems to be no hope at all to escape.

But, is that really the case?

One month later.

A bold idea came to Yang Tian’s mind. If the thunder tribulation of the innate gods and demons were caused, could a way out be opened?

Tribulation Thunder, derived from the will of the Great Dao, is the most powerful and powerful, killing evil spirits in the world, and has the power to cleanse the universe.

Under the river of souls, bones and corpses have accumulated, and the residual thoughts and resentments from the universe of an unknown period have sunk here, which just seemed strange and ominous.

If we can all overcome the catastrophe and find a way out, it is undoubtedly a good choice.

But at the same time, the risks are also extremely high.

Yang Tian couldn’t guarantee whether he would be disturbed and invaded by those weird thoughts when he was going through the tribulation. If something went wrong, it would be an irreversible outcome.

But after thinking about it, this was the only way he could think of to get out of trouble.