The blood mist is shrouded and the wind and sand are fierce.
The team of Ling Feng and his party further expanded.
With King Huang Ling opening the way, there would be a lot less trouble along the way.
Although those ninth- and tenth-level desolate corpses could not pose any fatal threat to Ling Feng and the others, they would greatly delay their progress.
In the competition for immortals and demons, whoever can seize the opportunity may not necessarily become the final winner, but they can still be regarded as winning at the starting line.
Along the way, Ling Feng and his party asked Cyrus for various information about the "Desolate God" and finally came to a conclusion.
Invincible!
"I've said it a long time ago, it's impossible to defeat the Aragami. It's still too late to regret it now."
While leading the way, Cyrus had a look of reluctance on his face, turning back from time to time to dissuade him: "Let's go deal with the other Wild Spirit Kings. There are a lot of treasures hidden in those guys' caves."
It can be seen that there is no "fellowship" among the desolate zombies. If their strength allows, they will only devour each other and strengthen themselves.
It is not difficult to see from this that the desolate god is indeed superior to ordinary desolate corpses and is a higher-level life form.
"Invincible, but outmaneuverable."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, obviously having an idea of his own.
Kurosaki turned his head to look at Ling Feng. Seeing the faint smile on Ling Feng's face, he couldn't help but ask: "Director Ling, do you have a way to outsmart me?"
"That's right."
Ling Feng nodded slightly, "It's said that when everyone adds firewood, the flames will rise. We are not the only ones who have entered the core area of Shadow Island."
"you mean……"
Kurosaki and others twitched their eyelids slightly, seeming to have guessed what Ling Feng was thinking.
"Let's move on, we still need to collect some useful information."
Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, but did not point it out directly.
Conversations between smart people never need to be too simple and straightforward.
…
"It's just in front..."
Cyrus pointed to a low valley basin ahead, his voice trembling slightly, "That is the underground palace of the Desolate God, connected to the underground palaces of the three desolate gods, in the deepest part of the underground palace."
The essence of a deserted corpse is still a mummified corpse.
Just like other zombies and ghouls, they don't like sunlight and prefer dark and damp places.
Therefore, the more powerful the desolate corpse is, its lair is often built deep underground.
Only those cannon fodder-level desolate corpses would wander on the ground all day long.
"Can you draw the specific routes inside the underground palace?"
Ling Feng stared at Cyrus. Cyrus pondered for a moment, a little confused: "This... the situation in the underground palace is complicated. In addition, I don't often have the opportunity to see the Huang Shen. I'm afraid..."
However, when he realized that Ling Feng's eyes were getting colder, he nodded quickly, "I'll do my best...I'll do my best."
"That's right."
Ling Feng smiled and patted Cyrus on the shoulder, but Cyrus could only curse silently in his heart: This damn human being is simply a devil and a tyrant!
From a distance, Ling Feng and others were hiding in the dark, observing the entrance to the underground palace.
Of course they wouldn't foolishly go straight to Longtan and find trouble with the god of waste face to face.
This is undoubtedly a stupid behavior.
Ling Feng's first step is to figure out the route inside. Then, he wants to let the news out and let other geniuses who come to compete for the immortal and demon seeds to participate.
Then, he used these guys to create chaos and lure away the elite around Aragami, so that he could have the opportunity to sneak into Aragami's base camp and launch a sneak attack.
Since the front is invincible, a sneak attack is naturally the best way.
Of course, to attract more foreign geniuses, a huge turmoil would need to be created.
Luring one of the Aragami out and killing it was undoubtedly the most convincing move.
"Among the three desolate gods, who is the weakest?"
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose and asked in a deep voice.
"The weakest..."
Cyrus thought for a moment and then said, "It should be Renekton."
"oh?"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If that's the case, Cyrus, then I'd like you to invite that Renekton out to the sand dune thirty miles to the east that we passed just now.
I want to give this envoy of the Desolate God a great gift."
"ah?"
Cyrus was obviously stunned for a moment, "You... you are..."
"I want to give him a coffin. He has been dead for so long and it's time for him to sleep underground. Don't you think so?"
"this……"
Cyrus was agitated, "You want me to trick Renekton out? No, no, this is too dangerous, I...I will be killed! Didn't you promise not to use me? Why are you talking?
Not counting the lies? Even the desolate corpses were lied to!"
"I just told you that you don't have to deal with Aragami. Besides, you only need to trick Renekton out, so you don't need to do anything, right?"
Ling Feng shrugged, with a treacherous look on his face.
"I...I...I..."
Cyrus was so angry and scared that he couldn't hold in his fart for a long time.
"If you don't go, you will be killed now, and you will die miserably."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "If you go, there is a high probability that you will not die. I will even leave you a part of the flesh and blood essence of the desolate god."
"I……"
Under Ling Feng's coercion and inducement, Cyrus finally chose to compromise.
"Okay, but just this once!"
Cyrus took a deep breath and cursed in his heart: I really believed in your evil deeds!
"Don't worry, it's just once, there won't be a next time."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, then pushed Cyrus gently, "Go quickly, go quickly, come back quickly, but don't be too petty, I can 'see' every move you make.
It’s clear as day.”
He was not bluffing Cyrus, a ray of his divine thoughts still remained in Cyrus's spiritual sea.
Whenever Cyrus made any unusual move, Ling Feng would immediately destroy the source of Cyrus' soul.
Cyrus sighed softly, seeking skin from a tiger. He should have guessed this outcome.
Hey, I just hope my acting skills are good enough and I won't be found out.
Cyrus walked towards the Aragami's underground palace with a solemn look on his face. It was indeed a bit tragic. The wind was rustling and the water was cold. It was like a heroic man who will never return once he is gone.
…
"Huh? Cyrus? What are you doing here?"
In a huge blood pool, a huge creature three meters away, covered with bone spurs, was soaking in the blood pool, looking like he was enjoying himself.
Creatures like desolate zombies are extremely thirsty for blood. Therefore, any creature active on the Shadow Island will be brutally killed by them.
And inside Shadow Island, these high-level desolate corpses will order their subordinates to collect the blood of various creatures and gather them into these blood pools.
Taking a bath in the blood pool is an extremely enjoyable thing for the corpse.
Of course, only those who have reached the level of the Wild Spirit King or above can enjoy this kind of enjoyment.
The blood pool in front of me is 100 meters in diameter, which is more than three times larger than Cyrus's blood pool.
Cyrus looked at the giant corpse soaking in the blood pool with envy. Oh no, we should talk about the messenger of panic, Renekton.
How great it would be if such a big blood pool was our own!
"Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you so stunned!"
Renekton's hideous and ugly face showed a hint of impatience, "Do you also want to be part of this blood pool?"
"No no no..."
Cyrus waved his hand quickly, took a deep breath and said, "Lord Renekton, I come here this time because I hope you can make the decision for me!"
"oh?"
Renekton's ugly face showed a trace of surprise, and he smiled sarcastically: "Why do you think I will help you? It's just a Wild Spirit King, what benefit can you give me?"
"My lord, please listen to me first."
Cyrus said hurriedly: "Actually, this time, my subordinates encountered some powerful outside creatures. They drove me out of the nest and took away all my treasures. Now I have nothing!
"
As Cyrus spoke, he showed an extremely sad and angry expression, "I hope you will make the decision for me, sir!"
"Hahaha!"
After hearing this, Renekton laughed loudly, "Trash, you are such a trash, you have disgraced the face of a high-level zombie!"
"Yes, yes, compared to you, my lord, my subordinates are just useless."
Cyrus said with a painful look on his face: "But those outside creatures are really too powerful. Their bloodline seems to be extremely rare. Among them are those from the Titan clan, the Void Soul clan, and even one,
The blood energy in the body actually has a hint of the pressure of the ancestral dragon."
"Ancestral dragon bloodline?"
When the time came, Renekton's eyes widened, "Is this true?"
"How dare I deceive you, my lord!"
Cyrus said quickly: "You are the strongest among the three desolate gods. I deceived the other two desolate deities, but I dare not deceive you!"
"Humph, that's right." Renekton nodded proudly, obviously feeling very benefited from Cyrus's flattery.
"My subordinates know that the blood of these outside creatures is very precious, so they came to find you as soon as possible. In my opinion, you are wise and mighty. Among the three desolate gods, you are not only the strongest, but also the strongest."
There is also a trace of Aragami-sama’s grace and charm, and he will definitely be the closest thing to Aragami-sama in the future!”
"Well, that's good. I like those of you who love to tell the truth and are discerning!"
Renekton was so complimented by Cyrus that he immediately became elated and couldn't even remember his last name.
"This divine envoy will help you with this!"
Renekton jumped up and jumped out of the blood pool. He grinned and said, "Wherever those guys are, let me go and meet them!"
Renekton didn't decide to take action just because of some flattery from Cyrus.
But, how tempting are these four words "ancestral dragon bloodline"?
Even if it is just a trace of the ancestral dragon bloodline that is so thin that it cannot be thinner, it is still a great supplement to the desolate corpse.
This Cyrus is of low strength and cannot be blessed. Naturally, only Lord Renekton is worthy of this kind of bloodline.
"Thank you, sir!"
Cyrus immediately knelt on the ground and thanked him profusely. At the same time, he was secretly proud that this guy had indeed taken the bait!
In fact, Renekton is not the weakest among the three desolate gods, but he once had a grudge against Cyrus.
This time, Cyrus actually hopes to use the help of Ling Feng and others to kill someone with a borrowed knife...
Um, borrow a knife to kill the corpse.
Of course, Ling Feng had already seen through everything, but he just didn't point him out.
Since the three desolate gods are equal, their strengths are certainly very different from each other.
Ling Feng deliberately made Cyrus think that he was taking advantage of the opportunity to avenge his personal vengeance, and was indirectly using them. In fact, it was just to make Cyrus work harder to trick the Aragami out for him.
As for who is being deceived, it makes no difference to Ling Feng.
This time, Cyrus thought that Ling Feng was only on the first level, but in fact, Ling Feng was already standing in the atmosphere!