The Death God Reincarnation
Grave Valley.
In an age where some Gods still often descend to earth, and humans sometimes coexist with the Gods without them noticing.
over time these gods gave heirlooms or techniques that they should not have given to humans, and even through the path of cultivation, humans could become Gods.
And for that purpose many humans became to go all the way to become strong cultivators, and hoped to become a god.
On the edge of the demon forest, the grass-covered plains were stretched wide, surrounded by higher plains so that the place was more like a grass lake.
The place is better known as the Valley of Graves because it is a field of bloodshed from time to time.
It was a dark cloudy day in the sky, for days the sun had not revealed itself, a bone-chilling chill, and this was common in the empire, lightning began to strike even though there was not a drop of rain that hit the earth.
A man stands on a two-meter-high rock, with two hands in front of his chest, and rests on his sword...
wossha...
The wind swept away his long black hair, although his face was no longer young, but did not fade his good looks, he was none other than Xiao Zhou the Slaughterer, he was titled the swordsman of the god of death.
With eyes closed and a slight smile on the tip of his lips, Xiao Zhou looked so relished the situation before his eyes at this moment.
The sea of cultivators of over a hundred sects of both white and black streams, were being united and allied with warriors from one empire.
They teamed up to confront Xiao Zhou and his followers.
Xiao Zhou had a following of a hundred thousand, was dealing with an army of a million, perhaps this was beyond reason,
but not for Xiao Zhou.
The man who had a cultivation level in the 9th level of the heavenly realm, there was no fear in his eyes, even on his face seemed a passionate expression, with a terrifying grin.
At the other end of the Grave Valley were hundreds of large tents set up, a burly man in battle clothes ran using techniques to lighten his tall body and knelt down, before his master.
"Servant General Liu Chan reported, everything is ready, Your Majesty," the general exclaimed.
Ming Xiulan who was the emperor of the Ming empire stood with both of his hands behind his back, and simply nodded his head, despite having so many troops, implied worry on the Emperor's face.
"alright general Liu, do as planned at the beginning," the Ming emperor sighed deeply.
"forgive me god.today many lives will be uprooted" the emperor's inner self as he stroked his long beard.
general Liu Chan was with four of his other generals, and six king stage warriors flew up and landed in front of Xiao Zhou.
"devil Xiao Zhou. You are too brave, you should leave your head, and we will let your followers go" said General Liu Chan with a haughty face.
"Hahaha..today I Xiao Zhou will open the gates of hell, and you guys are the first ones who will enter his," Xiao Zhou said with a pressing tone.
the ten people who were in front of Xiao Zhou, instantly felt an extremely heavy pressure, cold sweat began to drench their bodies.
"What kind of killer is this?" curse them, and with all their might begin to move and attack Xiao Zhou.
slassh...
srettt...
but unfortunately their efforts were late, blood was already spurting from their necks.
The heads of the ten men had been detached from their bodies, with eyes like they did not believe at all, that they were known as warriors and strong generals, just like an insect before Xiao Zhou
although the alliance troops were far away from the scene, but they could clearly see that all ten of their strongmen were taking their lives in just a few seconds, and the troops could only gulp.
Fear began to cover their heads, but unfortunately the drums of war were broken, there was no word to retreat or surrender to them, and the two sides began to fight each other
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Xiao Zhou flew into the middle of the sea of enemies, and started fighting, not but rather slaughtering his opponents because there was almost no means of resistance for Xiao Zhou.
Her flat face was in slaughter like a person who did not value life at all.
The battle had already lasted 10 days, the originally green meadows were now turning black with blood, rivers of blood were starting to flow, and lives were being lost countless more.
Xiao Zhou who already looked more like a terrifying demon, was already getting closer and closer towards the tent of Emperor Ming.
A general kneels before the Ming emperor
"Reporteur His highness the emperor.The demon Xiao Zhou has almost entered the god ring (entering the emperor's defense)" the general said.
"i know. "just the word came out of Emperor Ming's lips, his eyes closed deeply, as he stroked his long beard.
"It's time that I used a divine heirloom" Emperor Ming muttered, staring at a knock-on object like a badge made of wood.
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