After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 1002

"What a pity, it's broken."

During the journey, Qin He took off the Qiankun bag hanging on the corpse and found that there was a hole on the back of it.

The Qiankun Bag is a space-like storage device. If it is better, it can be upgraded to the level of a magic weapon, but the difference is that it has a larger space, is stronger, or has some other functions.

It can be made into a bag, or a sachet, etc. The disadvantage is that it cannot hold too many things, and cannot hold things that are oversized or too heavy.

For example, putting a small mountain in it won’t work.

The simulated space inside is not a real space. If it cannot bear the weight, it will collapse and fail. The size does not allow it.

The real space type should be something similar to the mustard seed space.

Qin He had one in his palm, and the space under his armpit could barely count.

So Qin He never uses a storage bag.

Once the storage bag was broken, the things stored inside naturally leaked out like sand, and the inside was empty.

I took a look at the storage bag. There was an unknown flower embroidered on it. The stitches were so fine that it was still clearly visible after so many years.

Shaking his head, Qin He chose a place sheltered from the strong wind, took out the corpse, and began to clean it.

This is the body of a man, his face is haggard, his body is tall and his skeleton is broad.

, he must have been a tall and strong man when he was alive.

He had suffered severe injuries during his lifetime, and not just in one place, and even the same vital point was attacked more than once. He knew what had happened, and it was so tragic.

I can't sense anything from the aura, but at least it's not an evil cultivator.

He wielded a sword, a broadsword.

His fingers were thick and long, so he was most likely a sword cultivator, a human.

The human race in the Western Regions is not a dominant group in terms of either quantity or quality, especially in the Black Wind Mountain area, where there is no human force.

We can only tell something about its origin by looking at the shadow play.

Qin He sorted out the clothes of the corpse, patched up the weathered parts of the corpse, and then set fire to the torn storage bag and him, and the raging flames engulfed them.

The dried corpse burned very quickly, and in just a moment, the shadow play began.

To Qin He's disappointment, the mystery of the sky appeared again, and the shadow play was hazy and unclear.

But Qin He could be sure that this was a sword cultivator from a sect called "Tianjian Mountain".

The era in which he grew up was an extremely brilliant golden age. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was rich, and outstanding people emerged in large numbers, just like the stars in the sky, extremely dazzling.

Jian Xiu is also one of the best among them. He has been gifted since childhood, and with the profound foundation of his sect, he has become extremely powerful at a young age.

Just after he grew up, the supernatural descended, covering the earth, monsters ran rampant, and all living things suffered.

Therefore, fighting against the supernatural became the theme of that era.

Countless powerful heroes and demons came one after another, and countless of them fell, leaving the world desolate and the sky and the earth in ruins.

Battles almost covered the second half of the sword cultivator's life. He followed the sect and became an "unyielding man". He survived countless near-death experiences and fought for half his life.

Black Wind Mountain was his last battlefield.

At this time, only a handful of people remained in the "Tianjian Mountain" sect, which had tens of thousands of followers. The sword cultivator had given everything he had, including his teachers, elders, fellow disciples, relatives, friends, and loved ones...

It was a decisive battle, and the Unyielding gathered all the strength they could muster.

In that battle, the universe collapsed and the sky and the earth were covered in blood.

During that battle, eternal night descended, and the sun and moon lost their light.

A powerful human being split the sky gate with a sword, drawing in the nine-day divine thunder, and submerging the entire battlefield.

An ancient demon broke through the boundary and turned the scorched earth for thousands of miles into an abyss with one palm. The roar was earth-shaking and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

It was an indescribable and indescribable battle. Qin He could feel the terrifying and desperate atmosphere even through the hazy shadow play.

Everything seemed to have turned into a demon, even the sword cultivator with the most steadfast heart of Taoism was driven crazy by killing.

It is unknown how long the battle lasted, and how it ended is also unknown.

All we know is that this swordsman persisted for three days and three nights, until his own spirit sword broke, his energy ran out, and even the storage bag given by his beloved was pierced.

He fell.

It is hard to say whether that attack was fatal, or rather, he suffered too many fatal injuries and was relying on his will to fight to the death to persevere.