God of Life and Death

The third thousand seven hundred and forty-one chapters walk on the corpse

After Zuo Sanqian said harsh words, Yang Chang left.

Su Qingshui's fist clenched slightly.

"Fang Yue, Zuo Sanqian has insulted you so much, why are you keeping him?"

"He is the son of the fate of the human race. If he kills him now, it will hurt the fate of the human race. Since this is the place of origin, he will definitely consume a large amount of the power of luck to obtain various opportunities. Luck is exhausted, I will kill him again, without the protection of human luck, killing him is as simple as pinching an ant!"

A killing intent appeared in Fang Yue's eyes.

Zuo Sanqian's words just now touched his bottom line!

"Okay! It's not worth getting angry over a little reptile!"

Fang Qiong said.

Fang Qiong, the protagonist of the human race in the Middle Ages, once led the human race to the peak of all races.

For this newly born son of luck, relying on his own power of luck, he doesn't know what his surname is. It's simply too much knowledge.

So he was too lazy to fight and get angry with this kind of person.

Fang Yue didn't say anything.

"Back to the topic! How did this burial place come into being, and why was it included in the ranks of the forbidden places in the underworld?"

Fang Yue asked.

Not to mention, in the search for the burial place, the chance of the human race is the business.

"The place of burial is also called the place of return for the human race. In fact, all races have their own burial places, and the burials are the bones of the greatest powerhouses in their own ethnic group in one era after another!"

"The place of burial is also the place where the luck of a tribe gathers. Generations of ancestors guard the descendants of the tribe in the way of heroic spirits!"

Su Qingshui said.

"If you say that, this burial place is actually somewhat similar to the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield! Below this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is buried the heroic spirits of all races, and below the burial ground is buried a certain ethnic group. The heroic spirit of the strongest in the world!"

Fang Yue said.

He rubbed his chin.

Seems to be looking for some vague clues.

"Different!"

Su Qingshui said.

"The heroic spirits on the battlefield of the ten thousand races are the heroic spirits who died in battle. They are fragmented and only because they are powerful, so they leave some imprints on this world. If no one resurrects them, the heroic spirits will gradually weaken and dissipate, and the ten thousand races will each The burial place where the heroic spirits can receive the incense offerings of the people in their own ethnic group, the heroic spirits are immortal, and even more powerful! Although some heroic spirits have no entity, they can comprehend the Tao and the law in the way of heroic spirits. Approaching the essence, they realize the breakthrough, and if they fight at any cost, their combat power will definitely exceed the peak state in their lifetime!"

"Oh!"

Fang Yue responded lightly.

Heroic spirits are essentially a weakened version of the soul!

Fang Yue has the "Soul Scripture" and when dealing with heroic spirits, he has his own special means to suppress the opponent's strength and means.

"Don't focus on those heroic spirits and the burial ground. This time, the source land, in the burial ground, there must be other opportunities in this burial ground!"

Fang Qiong said.

"Um!"

Fang Yue nodded.

"Blindly looking for it is too difficult. This burial place is so vast and vast! If you want to find the so-called chance of the human race, I don't know how much time and energy it will take!"

Fang Yue was silent for a moment, then said.

"Then what do you want?"

Su Qingshui asked.

"Burn the power of luck and use the power of luck as a guide to find the so-called chance!"

Fang Yue said decisively and simply.

The next moment, Fang Yue directly took out a mass of unformed power of luck.

There are about a hundred of these powers of luck. Fang Yue ignited it with spirit fire.

The strong power of luck instantly burned and covered the four.

"here!"

Su Qingshui's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be colorful lights flickering in them.

The other three followed Su Qingshui's footsteps and soon came to a pyramid.

Zhang Bei stood in front of the pyramid, and behind him was Su Xingyun, who was unconscious.

"Zhang Bei is the real person in the human race. As for the so-called power of luck, Zuo Sanqian is just a supporting role for a clown jumping on the beam!"

Fang Qiong said.

He had a deep prejudice against Zuo Sanqian.

At this time, the power of luck in the four people has not been burned out.

On the surface of the pyramid, one after another of runes seemed to be infused with powerful energy, one after another, the runes lit up one after another, the dark golden light filled the sky, and the door slowly opened!

Zhang Bei entered with Su Xingyun in his arms.

Fang Yue and others also filed in!

The moment the four entered the pyramid.

The power of luck of the hundred faces was completely burned out and consumed!

"The power of luck with one hundred faces is just to let me wait for the door?"

Su Qingshui was surprised and felt that it was not worth it.

How precious is the power of luck, even if it is not condensed into a bead of luck, if it is just the power of luck sealed in a bottle for sale, a strand of the power of luck can be exchanged for dozens or even hundreds of pieces. Chinese fairy stone.

And just now, the four of them actually burned a huge amount of power of luck and just entered this pyramid.

"I feel that there is a method for making reincarnation beads!"

Fang Yue once entered another similar pyramid in the tropical rain forest.

At this time, Fang Yue felt an aura of the same origin.

"My lovely people, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

In the pyramid, a voice of vicissitudes came.

The next moment, the four felt that the scene in front of them suddenly changed.

They actually appeared in a magnificent palace.

On both sides of the palace, there are nine men wearing golden masks and silver-white battle uniforms. They hold spears and are majestic.

And on the throne.

An old man in a white robe sat on the throne.

Around him, countless grievances lingered, turning into a seal that made him unable to move.

"Heavenly Venerable!"

Fang Yue's heart sank. Sure enough, in this era, the original Shenlong saw its head but not its tail, as if it existed in a legend.

But in this era, the gods are everywhere, and there are as many as dogs, and now they are becoming less and less valuable.

In fact, it can be understood from another angle.

Tianzun is rare, but some can still appear in every era.

These Heavenly Venerates are usually dormant or simply in a semi-sealed state.

And when the era of doom comes, the entire underworld is plunged into endless chaos, and all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods appear.

These sealed Tianzun and Supreme also appeared one after another, appearing in the underworld.

"You are following me?"

Zhang Bei turned around and saw Fang Yue and the others, a look of anger appeared on his face.

"What do you know, a child? If we don't follow you, these people will guarantee that you will not even have any bones left!"

Fang Yue said to Zhang Bei.

"Successor of the same line of cultivation? In your body, I feel the familiar breath of the power of reincarnation!"

The old man said to the other side Yue calmly.

"Hmm! You want to get out of this pyramid?"

Fang Yue looked at the old man, he was too lazy to be hypocritical and ink, and directly began to negotiate conditions.

"Hahaha! Do you think these dead souls can trap me?"

The old man stood up suddenly, and the golden throne behind him suddenly shook.

A huge golden vortex appeared, and all the dead souls were absorbed.

Wails and curses echoed in the void.

Afterwards, these dead souls became the energy of the pyramid, causing the entire pyramid to light up slowly, with golden textures shining one by one.

Fang Yue stared.

speechless.

He underestimated the strength of the old man in front of him.

The other party should be a king, disguised as bronze.

"Since you can easily get out of trouble, why are you still in this pyramid?"

"I'm happy, can you handle it?"

The old man is not as majestic and solemn as it seems on the surface, but has a feeling of rejuvenation!

"Wait, in fact, you are not the real owner of this pyramid at all, your costume... The owner of the pyramid civilization should be a pharaoh! You are a typical Taoist priest!"

Fang Yue finally saw the tricks in it.

He said with wide eyes.

The old man snapped his fingers.

"Bingo, that's right! This pyramid is indeed not mine! The original owner of this pyramid wanted to refine me into a puppet warrior, but during the refining process, I killed him, so I absorbed With his memory and cultivation, Li Dai Tao Zong became the new generation master of this pyramid!"

The old man said eloquently.

He didn't hide it at all, and at the same time didn't bother to hide it at all.

Tianzunjing has the confidence of Tianzunjing, the world is respected, and there is nothing to fear from the eyes of others.

Fang Yue was in a cold sweat.

He found that the origin of the human race seemed to contain a great secret.

But this opportunity seems to have been taken away!

The old man looked at Fang Yue with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

His eyes seemed to say, "Look at it, you are still a descendant of the same line of cultivation, and you can't even keep up with the hot ones!"

"No! Since you haven't left this pyramid yet, it proves that you haven't fully mastered everything in this pyramid! Although you are a god, you can't fully grasp this pyramid because you are not a person of origin, the realm of the **** is the same as The will of heaven in the underworld is on an equal footing, but because of this, you are destined to not be favored by the will of heaven in the underworld and become a child of luck. Because of fate, if this place of origin wants to have a chance, the most important point is the favor of this heaven. It's a chance that you have refined the owner of the pyramid, but you can't understand the memory of the other party!"

Fang Yue's mind is sharp.

The old man seemed to be carefree, straightforward and straightforward.

But in fact, based on Fang Yue's observation, the other party still hid his scruples.

Fang Yue said this.

The old man was shocked.

"This piece of Bei is probably the one who was fascinated by your ecstasy and summoned into the pyramid!"

Fang Yue said again; "You need to use the identity of Zhang Beiyuan to decipher the mysteries in this pyramid and get the real chance! As expected, none of the old fellows at the level of Tianzun is a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Fang Yue said with a long sigh.

The old man was surprised when he heard this.

"You are really smart, but do you know that smart people often don't live long?"

The old man's kind expression turned into Sen Ran's murderous intent.

No one who has reached the Heavenly Venerate Realm has a peaceful and drizzly cultivation path. Even the number one virtuous person needs to walk on endless corpses before reaching the top of all beings!

When the old man saw that flickering Fang Yue could not succeed, he immediately showed his murderous intent.

"Hey, pay attention, Fang Yue is useless, but there are us behind it!"

Fang Qiong reminded.