Chapter 1650: Headless but Dead

Wan Jue Land, where monks rarely come.

The earth is charred, and stubborn and strange trees grow out of hideous and strange soil and stones. The black airflow and fierce evil spirit that permeate the earth make each tree change in various forms during the growth process, which is completely different from the trees in Xiaxu and anywhere else.

The dark trunks and needle-like leaves, each tree is not very tall, but they try their best to develop branches horizontally to expand their territory.

Ten years is enough for a stubborn seedling to grow into a big tree.

The thick fallen leaves, full of the smell of decay, spread on the ground, interweaving with the black evil spirit in the sky to form the unique atmosphere of Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery.

This is a paradise for cruel people, killing, the law of the jungle, every day, all the time, only the truly powerful and violent beasts are qualified to obtain the right to survive in this ancient cemetery.

This is a life restricted area for cultivators, a place that even powerful cultivators are unwilling to come to easily or take risks easily. The eternal evil spirit will constantly impact the cultivators' souls and affect their spirits. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

This is a place of extinction that no cultivator has ever come to.

A place of extinction, a place where all races will be extinct.

Just as Sun Hao opened his eyes and looked over among the pear blossoms, thick fallen leaves on a small hill under several strange trees began to shake.

A huge square shield slowly stood up from the ground.

A huge iron hammer, following the square shield, stood on the ground.

A headless corpse stood up.

In the dry body, the bones of the whole body emitted a faint dark golden light, especially the unparalleled spine on the back, which was straight and straight, firmly holding the body upright.

There was no blood flowing in the dry body. The part of the severed head had formed a thick blood clot. However, the heart of the body, the small flame, seemed to be lit up by Sun Hao's shaking eyes, and began to emit warm light.

A faint heat began to flow in the dry body.

The dormant, magical, the more difficult, the more tenacious, weak water, only a little bit of water left, seemed to have received an order, and the water cube began to emit a faint moisture, warm, warm, flowing to the limbs and bones.

The burning small flame slowly condensed into a drop of bright red liquid, and with a ding, it dripped into the heart, turning into a trickle of silk, flowing in all directions.

As if the switch of the body was turned on, the dormant foreign bodies in the headless body began to start.

The trickle flowed into the liver, and the wood pill shook slightly and began to emit a milky white glow.

The trickle flowed into the kidneys, lungs, and spleen... Sun Hao's headless body, the five-attribute original power, gradually regained its vitality under the nourishment of the trickle, and began to operate slowly.

Sun Hao's body slowly stood on the charred earth, shook off the rotten branches and leaves all over his body, and slowly stood up.

The more he stood up, the more straight his unparalleled spine finally stood straight.

The still dry body stood firmly on the earth, and the vitality in the body gradually spread out.

The abdomen swelled as if it was blown up, and a dull thumping sound was heard.

Finally, the headless body stood on the hill, raised the square shield in his hand, raised the iron hammer in his hand, and seemed to be howling to the sky.

The long howl was silent, only the drum sounded.

Maintaining this posture, the headless body did not know how long it stood, standing proudly under the sun, rain, wind, and thunder.

The dry body seemed to have absorbed enough water and gradually became plump.

A little bit of strength began to flow automatically in the body, and the wild form strength began to operate automatically, and the strength of the body became stronger and stronger.

I don't know how long I stood there.

The headless body, in the heart, was completely, almost instinctively, weak as if nothing existed. Sun Hao had just been promoted to the spirit, and he forcibly stripped off the spirit attached to the body, and awakened a little bit.

Can't see, can't hear.

Silent, colorless, unconscious.

The spirit is actually not much different from having nothing, but the awakening of the spirit still brought different changes to the headless body.

Slowly, the headless body took a step forward.

Sun Hao, who stood on the hill, took a step, stepped into the air, unconscious, gurgling, rumbling, and his body rolled down from the hill, like a huge stone, and fell into a dark pool with a bang.

Thick smoke rose from the pool.

The Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery became quiet again, as if nothing had happened just now.

The ripples on the pool gradually calmed down, as if a big rock had really rolled into it.

The fallen leaves covered the pool again.

Spring went and autumn came, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

The Wan Jue Ancient Cemetery remained the same as before, until several years later, a square shield suddenly banged on the shore by the pool, and then a hammer banged on the shore.

Slowly, a headless skeleton appeared, tightly grasping the shield and hammer in his hand, and climbed out of the dark and extremely corrosive pool.

After climbing to the shore with difficulty, it seemed that through the gaps in the skeleton, it could vaguely see the five internal organs that were still intact.

Holding a square shield in hand and a hammer in hand.

The headless skeleton body slowly stood upright.

He is confused, ignorant, and fearless, but one thing is very clear about his distraction, and it seems to have become his instinct, that is, as long as he has the ability, he must stand up straight, stand up straight, Stand up straight again.

The fighting spirit is in the body and stands upright in the world.

When the body stood completely upright, the dark golden energy began to flow on the skeleton of the limbs, and the flesh and blood gradually grew back.

On the shore of the pool, I didn't know how long I stood proudly, and my body returned to normal again.

The headless body took another step forward.

The heavy body stepped out in one step, trampling down the leaves and slipping. The body that had just climbed up the pool involuntarily fell into the pool again with a bang.

Day after day, year after year.

The headless body has no concept of time and no sense of direction. In this extremely corrosive water pool, which is the most typical of the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery, it rises, falls, rises, falls...I don’t know if it’s repeated. How many times, I don’t know how many years I persisted.

Until later, after falling into the pool, the body was no longer corroded, and the re-grown body was strong enough to resist. The headless body finally walked out of the area covered by the pool tenaciously, aimlessly, with one light kick and one heavy kick. , wherever he went, he followed whatever he stepped on, and began to wander around the Wanjue Ancient Cemetery.

Time flies by while wandering.

Holding a shield in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, wherever he goes, he takes care of himself and whatever he encounters.

There is no destination and no direction.

Just keep going like this, walking forward casually.

If you fall, get up and keep moving forward.

When attacked, he instinctively raised his shield and swung his hammer randomly. The enemy was destroyed and he continued to move forward. The enemy was not destroyed, but was chewed to the bone. After a while, he straightened his body again and continued to move forward. Walk.

No fear, no feeling.

The headless voice went deeper and deeper into the ancient cemetery. Wherever it passed, the black fog became stronger and stronger, and the frequency of falling to the ground became higher and higher.

But no matter what, instinct and distracting obsessions are always supporting the headless body. As long as you can stand up, you must stand upright.

The fighting spirit can never be dissipated, and the fire in the heart can never be extinguished.

The foreign objects with five attributes were forced to automatically protect themselves, automatically absorbing all the auras in the air that were useful to them to strengthen themselves and replenish their own consumption.

The Savage Xingyao Jin is always activated, always practicing independently, and has made great progress in this harsh environment and under the absolutely fearless spirit of the headless corpse.

Wandering in despair, reincarnation in death.

The headless and immortal body gradually changed in the process of falling down and standing up again and again. The body became taller and taller, and the flesh became tougher and tougher. Unconsciously, I don’t know how much time has passed. Years ago, his headless and immortal body unconsciously grew into a man who was no weaker than an ordinary barbarian.

Holding a shield in one hand and a hammer in the other.

The place of inexhaustibility goes deeper and deeper as you go. (To be continued ~^~)