Under the dark night, the ancient city of Nantian collapsed, buried everyone and became a tomb.

He did not take the woman in purple and unravel the memory before he died. She did not know the Great Chu, and even more so, she was buried here, so she could accompany her children and relatives.

In the cold wind, his white hair turned into blood, holding the trembling and blood-dropping Chixiao, with its evil spirits reaching the sky, like the God of Killing from the Nine Nethers, making the heaven and earth howl.

He didn't want to participate in the Southern Region anymore, but Jinwu and Kunpeng really angered him.

It is better to kill a thousand, not bad one. What a great hatred. Even though the ancient holy body is dead, it still does not let his old friends and relatives go to ruin the creatures and let the blood disaster rage.

Her death with her eyes closed made him unable to overcome the hurdle in his heart. Since the laws of this world are cruel, his heart should be cold, and the road to killing God should be covered with blood and bones.

In the dark night, he suddenly disappeared as he walked, moving forward in the darkness of the night.

As dawn approached, he stopped in a vast ancient city and then went directly to the shop.

"Fellow Daoist... It's a face-to-face." The owner of the shop smiled, a little embarrassed, and glanced at Ye Chen with a slight inquiry. He was wearing a mask and couldn't see the true appearance clearly. Isn't he face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-face

"There are materials on it." Ye Chen handed out a large piece of white paper, and thousands of materials were written on it: Soul Silk Jade, Yueyang Stone, Tianlu Salvation, Yunkang Gold...

Yes, these are all materials for refining Yinming Death Generals, and their grades are not low.

He did not recklessly start a killing spree. The Jinwu Kunpeng clans were too strong, had too deep foundation, and were too powerful. With his own strength, even if he was killed, how many could he kill?

Therefore, he needs help, Yin Ming Death will be a good choice. Previously, he collected too many powerful bodies in ancient ruins, including Great Sages and Holy Kings.

The higher the level, the more harsh the materials he needs, he has found a lot of them along the way, but it is still too much different. There are several materials that are still difficult to find.

The main reason is not these, but that he has no time and is mostly focused on finding reincarnation. Now that Jinwu and Kunpeng have committed evil, he has truly made up his mind to make his two clans pay a heavy price, and this premise also requires him to give him enough time.

Given enough time, he will build a Yinming army. As the saying goes, open guns are easy to avoid hidden arrows, but with a strong Yinming army, he will have enough confidence and qualifications.

He did not expect to destroy the two clans. With his power, he could not destroy the two clans. But he still had to pay for the blood debt. The two clans had to pay the price of bleeding for this.

The owner of the store had taken the paper, glanced at it, frowned and said, "There are only dozens of materials that fellow Taoist wants in this store. The prices are not cheap and the materials are precious, so it is very difficult to find."

"It's dozens of types, dozens of types, as many as I want." Ye Chen said lightly.

"How many...how many do you want?" The owner of the shop was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong. "Those materials are indeed not cheap. Fellow Daoist needs them all, at least five million source stones."

"Money is not a problem, please bother fellow Taoists." Ye Chen's eyes were calm and there was no fluctuation.

"Okay... OK." The owner of the shop laughed dryly, turned around and went in immediately, not daring to neglect, just because he was a saint-level cultivation level, he could not see Ye Chen's true appearance, and he was not sure that he was a senior.

His work efficiency is still very high. He was not worthy of entering for a minute and then came out with a large storage bag and handed it to Ye Chen, "There are only so many in this store, I hope fellow Taoists can forgive me."

"Thank you." Ye Chen took the storage bag and handed out a source stone containing five million source stones. Then he turned around, coming and going quickly, leaving no trace.

"It's really strange." Looking at Ye Chen's departure back, the shop owner couldn't help scratching his head. However, when he saw the storage bag in his hand, he felt very happy. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened today, he made a large order of five million source stones, which was not a small amount.

On the street, there were shadows gathering, and Ye Chen walked by gently, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

He kept appearing in shops, and he would collect all the materials without hesitation. Money is indeed not a problem. He was robbed all the way, and it was unimaginable that he was rich.

After searching for this ancient city, he went straight to the next ancient city, still searching for it one by one.

He spent the past ten days like this, and he had to travel around hundreds of ancient cities and tens of thousands of shops until he cleaned the stone flowers on his body, leaving no one left.

Not only the Source Stone, but he also sold a lot of magic weapons, but they were still clean.

However, his efforts were not in vain. He found more than a dozen pieces of materials, but this was far from enough. It was still a lot worse. The most troublesome thing was that he had no money and needed more source stones to buy materials.

Helplessly, he had to go and search for Xiao Yuanhuang and Kuiuniu, hoping to borrow some source stones to respond to the emergency.

He had thought of robbing the golden crow Kunpeng, but once he did this, he would startle the snake. This was not what he wanted to see. He needed to refine the Yin Ming Death General in order to seek a thunderous attack.

He also thought of joining the Kui Niu tribe and fighting against the Saint Ape tribe, but that was basically impossible. Such a large race would not start a war because of him, and the other party was the Kunpeng Golden Crow.

The two clans of Kunpeng and Jinwu both had great emperors. There were the soldiers of the Extreme Emperor in the clan. No race could completely destroy them, and no clan dared to go to war with them easily.

After all, this is a personal grudge. He does not want the Kui Niu clan and the fighting holy ape group to be involved in the war. Once the war begins, it will sweep the entire southern region and many people will die in vain.

There were a mountain, and the little monkey emperor and the others arrived. When they saw Ye Chen, they couldn't help but grin, "The Peacock King said you're leaving, where did you come from?"

"I miss you!" Ye Chen smiled, took out the wine pot, each of them handed one.

"Don't mess with these useless ones." The little monkey emperor curled his lips, "You must have something to do."

"Brothers, let me say something if you have something to do." Kuiniu put his arm on Ye Chen's shoulder again, and after that, he still squeezed his eyes, "Do you like a princess?"

"Borrow money." Ye Chen laughed dryly, "I have no money now, please find some older brothers to do it."

"It's easy to say, we have money." Wu Xiong patted his chest, "Tell me, how much do you want."

"Ninety million."

"Damn, you haven't woken up!"

"One person...90 million."

"I'll go pee." Dadi Wu Xiong was cowardly, [    ] Turning his head and leaving, the same thing was the guys Xiao Yuanhuang and Kui Niu. They were all cowardly and domineering, and they ran away one by one.

"Where are you going?" Ye Chen took a few steps and stopped the few people. There were black lines running around on his forehead. "This is the damn thing about brothers? Borrowing the source stone is not your life."

"No, Lao Qi, you want too much." The six bitches grinned, as if they had eaten shit. "A man is 50 million, are you going to buy quasi-imperial soldiers?"

"The quasi-imperial weapon cannot be bought for 300 million." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, but when it comes to the quasi-imperial weapon, he really has one here, whose name is Fenji, which is the natal magic weapon of the Blood-robed Quasi-Emperial. It was an ancient ruin in the past. The Blood-robed Quasi-Emperial weapon was destroyed by him, so the quasi-emperial weapon was naturally here.

However, it is true that he has quasi-imperial weapons, but he can't use them. The only thing that the quasi-imperial weapons' weapon is too fierce and difficult to refine. Once it faces the enemy, it may not be able to be backfired.

Helplessly, he suppressed the Fenji quasi-imperial soldier in the Chaos Cauldron in the past, waiting for those who seek great cultivation to help him refine it in the future. Even if he cannot exert the power of the quasi-imperial soldier, he will still be much stronger than ordinary large saints. It is indeed a world-class soldier to kill the enemy.

Seeing Ye Chen's face getting darker, the six bitches, Xiao Yuanhuang and Kuiuniu, were all shaking their heads, and each face said: If you want money, you will die.

"It's okay not to borrow it. Give me a hundred copies of these materials." Ye Chen took out the large white paper again, thousands of materials, and the little monkey emperor and the others were dazzled.

"It's relatively easier to get these materials than 50 million." Several people touched their chins. Although it was precious, their treasure pavilion was very big and there were all kinds of treasures inside.

"Waiting for you for three days, speed." Ye Chen said, and each of them stuffed a sack.

"Wait." The six people were not artificial and turned around and disappeared. As Ye Chen brothers, they still knew this guy very well. They urgently needed money to buy materials and must do big things.

It is worth mentioning that before leaving, everyone looked at Ye Chen with deep meaning.

Although Ye Chen concealed it very well, they still captured the evil aura and murderous intent that Ye Chen could not suppress. Several people did not ask, and if Ye Chen didn't say it, there must be his reason.

After they left, Ye Chen was not idle either. He searched for a rock wall, dug a cave, moved the barrier and magic circle, sealed the entrance, and concealed the breath here.

After doing this, he took out a body with his hand. It was a body of a saint king. It was obtained from ancient ruins. He didn't know which force he belonged to, but his combat power was not weak during his lifetime.

The immortal fire and heavenly thunder have been sacrificed, covering the body of the Holy King. Before refining the Yinming Death General, they will first temper their body for it in order to increase the strength of this body to the end.

Next came a lot of materials, one by one, and he flew out into the body of the Saint King.

Calculate the time, he has not refined the Yinming Death General for a long time, but this technique is still very skillful. He believes that he is more capable than the method of the Wheel King in the past, and he can break through the essence of it.

However, the Yinming Death General refined this time is too high, and he has never refined such a Yinming Death General. The pressure can be imagined, which is less than that of refining the Eight-Secret Pill.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and divine light gradually appeared on the body of the Holy King.

When night fell, Ye Chen had his magical powers. In front of him was the body of the Saint King, with a dull expression and empty eyes. He was really an emotional puppet.

In other words, it is already a Yinming Death General, a real Holy King-level Yinming Death General.
Chapter completed!