940: C940 War Flag

C940 War Flag

Ancient corpses, how could there be ancient corpses here?

This place was clearly full of bones, but where did this ancient corpse come from?

This ancient corpse was very old, and the clothes on its body could be seen. It also had a damaged armor, and there was even a broken spear. All of it exuded a very old and rotten aura.

This ancient corpse was tall and powerful. Even though it didn't have any life force, it still gave people a feeling of fierceness.

When the silver was grabbed by the ancient corpse, its body that was as hard as a Imperial Artifact's was torn apart just like that.

The silver was roaring and struggling, but it could not escape the control of the ancient corpse. Even if the silver produced countless Strength of Thunder And Lightning, it would still be useless to explode the ancient corpse.

In the next moment, this ancient corpse wanted to tear the silver taels apart. Its steel-like hands could definitely do this.

Fortunately, Xiang Shaoyun had regained his senses at this time. Holy Sword of Light appeared in his hands, and he slashed at the ancient corpse without hesitation.

He used the Holy Sword without any hesitation. This showed how much importance he placed on the money, as he was afraid that the other party would torture him to death with it.

Ding dang!

The power of the sword beam struck the ancient corpse's arm with a crisp sound. The ancient corpse's arm did not get chopped off, but the amount of Force in its hand suffered a setback, allowing it to finally free itself of the silver. It quickly rushed back to Xiang Shaoyun's side and said, "Boss, quickly leave, this guy is too terrifying!"

"Don't be afraid, he's just an evil spirit attached to it!" After Xiang Shaoyun responded, he extended his hand out towards the corpse, and flames suddenly surged out, enveloping the ancient corpse.

Sure enough, the ancient corpse turned around and ran. It didn't dare to touch the flames because even if its Unbreakable Body could block the flames, the Evil Spirit on its body couldn't.

Xiang Shaoyun kept the silver and quickly headed towards the ancient corpse. He felt that this corpse was the same person who appeared in his mind, the high-ranking officer who was stepped on and killed by others.

He suspected that his past life might have something to do with this battle, but he felt that this wasn't the same as the memories of his past life. This made him want to find out the reason to restore his past.

Xiang Shaoyun didn't know how far he had chased the ancient corpses. He only knew that he could no longer feel any other Heaven's Pride nearby, as if he was the only one left in this bone sea.

However, he was still fearless. He had come here for a lucky chance, so he believed that his lucky chance might be above this direction.

The ancient corpse finally stopped at a sacrificial altar, and on the sacrificial altar was a blood-red banner. The banner was still fluttering in the wind, and the whirring sound was like the shouts of thousands of soldiers and horses, "Kill!" Kill! "Kill!"

This was a battle flag, it was a weapon that could motivate warriors! With the flag in place, everyone would die!

This banner represented the winner of the battle, and it also represented the fact that countless corpses were buried here because of it.

Xiang Shaoyun looked at the flag and his blood started to boil. He felt that the flag was calling him and he could not help but walk towards the flag.

Right at this time, the Ancient Corpse stabbed the broken spear in its hands at Xiang Shaoyun.

It felt that this was an excellent opportunity and couldn't be wasted. In fact, the timing it grasped was very accurate, but unfortunately, at this time, the five ghost tattoos had already rushed over. Their soul power directly rushed into the ancient corpses, causing the evil spirit to be unable to withstand it.

However, the Ghost Mark was the nemesis of the Evil Spirits. No matter how powerful it was, it could not escape their devouring.

Xiang Shaoyun stepped on the layers of corpses, and walked on the banner on the sacrificial altar. He felt that he had become a commander of a division, and the arrogance of a commander instantly appeared.

In an instant, he was like a god of slaughter that no one could stop. Many evil spirits nearby could feel his imposing aura and actually began to roar, "Kill!"

Countless evil spirits gathered over, all of them gathering on top of the banner. The dense killing intent spread out in all directions, intimidating all the Heaven's Pride who wanted to come over. After they felt the dense killing intent, they all sat down in shock, not daring to come over.

"So many evil spirits and terrifying murderous intents. There must be some great beasts over there. We can't go over!" Someone exclaimed before quickly getting up and leaving in another direction.

The rest of the people did not hesitate and quickly changed their direction. Only a few of the more capable and daring people continued to walk in their direction.

"In the struggle for hegemony, only I will not lose!" Xiang Shaoyun seemed to have become a completely different person. He became a Warlord, galloped on the battlefield with no victories, opened up territories for different nations, annihilated nations one after another, and achieved the title of an unrivalled Warlord.

He would succeed in getting ten thousand ashes!0

It was a pity that even though he had won victories for the country, he still had to die while being framed by other officials of the imperial court. In the end, he had to lead his own army of five hundred thousand soldiers to betray his country, and in the end, with fifty thousand soldiers, the enemy country sent an army of five hundred thousand soldiers to attack him. The sky was dark, the mountains were pale, and all his disciples were killed in battle.

Xiang Shaoyun was deeply moved, his mouth was torn open his lips, and fresh blood flowed out. The feeling of being betrayed made him feel as if he was etched into his memory.

"Why did I see this? This is definitely not the previous me, so what is going on here?" Xiang Shaoyun muttered to himself as he held the war flag.

At this moment, he felt a scorching sensation under his feet, and a drop of blood that looked like the head of a horse appeared under the altar.

It contained a dense blood aura, as if it was endlessly growing, as if it was condensed from a roiling pool of blood, as if it was a supreme Essence Blood formed by a peerless master. That kind of feeling was truly difficult to describe clearly, but Xiang Shaoyun felt that this drop of Essence Blood was very intimate to him, causing him to unconsciously hold it in his hand.

This drop of blood originally contained an incomparably terrifying power, but in Xiang Shaoyun's hands, it did not pose any threat at all.

Xiang Shaoyun held it in his hand and mumbled, "Is this drop of blood left behind by that Warlord? Maybe it contains the blood of other disciples? "

He did not understand this question for the time being, so he could only keep the drop of Essence Blood and not directly swallow it. He was afraid that if he swallowed it directly, something unforeseeable would happen.

"Who's that? Show me the war flag!" An ear-piercing sound interrupted Xiang Shaoyun's train of thoughts.

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