God of Life and Death

Chapter 2669 The Evolution of the Undead

Fang Yue's sword is already comparable to the power of the eleventh floor of the ordinary avenue.

However, the power of the great avenue, where is the eleventh level of the tenth level of Consummation!

Fang Yue closed his hand, and the sword of disillusionment in his hand dissipated.

There was a solemn look on his face.

The power of disillusionment exerted the power of the eleventh floor of the ordinary avenue and did not make him the slightest joy.

Because there is actually inside this rule stone.

How did this thing break?

Could there be a more powerful method than the eleventh layer of the Avenue Rules?

"The Stone of Rules has 13 layers!"

Luo Gan explained.

"The method of refining this rule stone was also occasionally acquired by the owner in his later years. The owner spent most of his energy on comprehending the rule stone. He once said that this rule stone should not belong to this era. !"

Luo Gan's voice fell.

The void slowly opened again.

The reward for the second level is here!

There are three kinds of rewards this time.

A black token, a red scroll, and a book with yellowed paper!

"This is the token of the registered disciple?"

Luo Gan was shocked. He knew that with Fang Yue's potential and talent, it was not difficult to obtain the status of a named disciple of the undead emperor.

However, the token of this named disciple should be the reward after Fang Yue's three passes. Now the second pass has given him the identity of the named disciple, so what benefits do you have to reward him after Fang Yue passes the third pass?

"This scroll is a scroll made by the undead emperor himself. Every named disciple of the undead emperor can obtain it. It contains a trace of the undead emperor's mana, which can kill most of the powerful people in the Great Luojin Fairyland. This is a life-saving The things you use can only be used once and cannot be wasted! As for this yellowed book, it is probably the handwriting used by the undead emperor to record the results when he studied the runes on the Stone of Rules!"

Luo Gan slowly introduced Fang Yue.

Of these three things, none of them are amazing!

In particular, this volume of manuscripts is the most precious and the greatest achievement of the undead emperor in his later years!

Although this achievement has never been manifested in the underworld, its value is absolutely indelible!

Fang Yue respectfully held up the handwritten note, he understood that this thing is the most precious of the three things.

The scroll that can kill Da Luo Jinxian is of course very valuable.

But this kind of thing is a one-time consumable, if it is used, it has no value!

As for the function of the Undead Monarch's registered disciple token, Fang Yue is not known for the time being, but Fang Yue felt that it might be useless in his heart.

The undead emperor did not know how many years he had been dead. The grass on the tomb is almost as high as the roof.

If the undead emperor is still alive, this token is naturally of infinite value, which is equivalent to having a strong person comparable to the supreme level as his backer. It is estimated that he can walk sideways in the underworld, unlike what he is now, just casually Everyone wanted to step on his head.

However, the undead emperor died.

This token still has something to do with it!

If you take it out to show off, chances are that some old enemies of the undead emperor will jump out and shoot him, wanting to put him to death!

"The third level of assessment needs to compete with me. The realm of your puppet is at the level of the virtual fairyland. I will suppress my realm at the level of the true fairyland!"

In Luo Gan's heart, he has already settled his attention. The master cannot have no descendants in this era, and Fang Yue is a very good candidate. When the competition is for a while, even if it is to release the water, he will let Fang Yue win!

However, Luo Gan's thoughts have not yet fallen.

His soul has already begun to be illusory.

"To the effect..."

Luo Gan found that he could not move at all, even though his realm was still at the level of the spiritual fairy realm, but he was already on the way to extinction.

There is no resistance!

Luo Gan felt a deep weakness.

"I surrender!"

Luo Gan said quickly.

He knew that if he didn't admit defeat, even the last bit of his presence in this world would be wiped out by Fang Yue!

Fang Yue flicked his fingers.

A drop of Seven Transformation Soul Liquid blended into Luo Gan's soul.

The originally illusory soul suddenly became solidified, even a bit tougher than when I first met Fang Yue!

"excuse me!"

Fang Yue clasped his fists and said, a slightly apologetic look appeared on his face.

"Skills are not as good as humans! What's to be sorry for! It's just that I didn't expect you to have such a profound control over the power of the soul."

Luo Gan was also a little surprised by Fang Yue's methods.

Fang Yue smiled and said: "If Senior's deity is still there, this puppet clone of mine will definitely not be able to defeat Senior, it was just a coincidence!"

"Take a trick? No, if this famous soul heaven is also a trick, then there will be no dignified victory in the world!"

Luo Gan smiled bitterly, it was rare that Fang Yue was so strong and so humble.

Generally speaking, potential teenagers like Fang Yue are basically those with higher-than-the-top eyes. It is rare for Fang Yue to be such a humble person.

The more capable people are, the more modest they are.

For some reason, Luo Gan's mind suddenly came up with such a sentence.

"Fang Yue, you have passed the third level of assessment! As a reward, this is my personal treasure and I will give it to you!"

This time Luo Gan bleeds Fang Yue's treasure by himself.

His palm was spread out, and there was a golden ring in it.

"This ring was obtained from the battlefield of ten thousand races! It does not have any attack or defensive effect, but this ring represents a certain authority in the battlefield of ten thousand races. As for its specific function, wait until you enter You will know it in the battlefield of ten thousand races! It is called the eternal ring. It is said that there are only nine in this underworld! If all nine eternal rings are collected, you will know the real secret of this eternal battlefield. !"

Luo Gan gave the golden ring to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue did not accept it.

"Senior, this gift is too precious. I feel that there is a big cause and effect in this eternity ring. The big chance is in it. Its value may be higher than the average Daluojin fairyland level magical artifact. I feel ashamed! "

Fang Yue refused.

Luo Gan smiled and said, "It's okay! This treasure is a gift to the hero. What's more, I now have only a ray of remnant soul left, and there is no hope in this life. This good thing will fall into the dust in my hands! "

Fang Yue was silent for a moment.

"If this is the case, then I would be disrespectful! However, I can't ask for this for nothing. I am willing to reshape the body for the senior, fill up the soul, and live another life!"

What is Fang Yue best at?

Not to fight but to shake people.

This Luo Gan belonged to the undead emperor, and his peak during his lifetime was a master of the spiritual fairyland level. If he could be resurrected, he would definitely be another capable general and a super thug.

Don't look at the joyousness of the ten thousand races now.

But the price paid by the sleeping powerhouses they revived was not small.

They all struggled to get a real fairy out.

Powerful people at the spiritual fairyland level are extremely rare top figures.

"Shaping the body for me? Replenishing the soul? The price of this is probably unimaginable..."

Luo Gan is obviously also a little excited, he is not a saint, who is willing to die if he can live!

It's just that he is already like this bear, how difficult it is to reshape his body and reshape his soul!

"Let's go back to the underworld with me when I leave this ruin!"

Fang Yue said to Luo Gan.

"it is good!"

Luo Gan responded. If someone else said this, Luo Gan would definitely sneer.

But for Fang Yue, entering and leaving the ruins is like returning to his back garden! It is nothing new that he brought his remnant soul out of the ruins.

"You are the arrogant, you can inherit my way!"

In the void, a huge and magnificent voice slowly sounded!

The sound seemed to be coming from all directions, a proper stereo, there was no source of sound at all.

The voice fell.

Each piece of exercises appeared in Fang Yue's mind.

A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one exercises.

Every exercise is the profound arts and secrets of the Daluojin fairyland level!

At the same time, the black iron token in front of Fang Yue turned into a faint bronze color.

This means that Fang Yue has been promoted from a named disciple to the ranks of a formal disciple!

Fang Yue felt that his affinity with this ruin was much higher.

"Eight-thousandths of the ruins control authority!"

Fang Yue accurately judged the extent of his authority control in this ruin!

The level of this authority is not low.

At least some ordinary rooms can be opened by him.

Wow!

Pieces of celestial stones fell from the sky, a total of 3,000 top-grade celestial stones!

This is the training resource that the undead emperor bestows on Fang Yue. In fact, every official disciple of the undead emperor has this kind of treatment!

"good stuff!"

Fang Yue's eyes lit up, and he swept away these things.

He doesn't care much if the practice is not practice.

But these immortal stones are too rare!

With these immortal stones, he was able to return to the world of Da Luo and bring back all the old antiques of the human race in the Taiyin Ancient Mine.

Da Luo Jinxian-level powerhouse returned, thinking about it just made him a little enthusiastic!

"open!"

Fang Yue has 8% of the authority over the ruins.

He has been able to open this room.

The door opens.

Fang Yue walked out of it.

In front is a very long corridor.

On the walls on both sides of this corridor are still burning torches.

These torches burned from the Middle Ages to the present, I don’t know how many years they have burned!

Every torch is a difficult treasure.

The flame illuminates the corridor.

On the walls of the corridor, there are bright patterns.

These patterns are connected together, seeming to tell an ancient and long story.

This is the evolutionary history of the line of the undead, awakened from the burial soil, and finally become stronger under the baptism of years and become the master of an era.

"Rising in the last minute, ascending to the nine heavens."

Fang Yue sighed lightly, there were no techniques or secrets in these patterns.

But its value is also infinite for a person who practices the way of death.

This is the history of the development of the line of undead, from the initial to the most prosperous, and then to the end of decline, and finally return to ordinary.

"Strictly speaking, this line of undead has many branches, and many of the ethnic groups thrive because of it. The oldest ethnic group is undoubtedly the underworld, followed by the dead and underworld! They are all inseparable existences of the undead. However, because the final path is different and the Tao is inconsistent, the contradictions among these ethnic groups finally fall apart. The undead line of the human race is strictly the evolution of some tribes’ tribes, but in the end it has emerged from its own brilliant civilization. !"

Fang Yue said with emotion without comprehension after seeing these patterns.