Zhang Yunfeng was on full alert, staring at the passage ahead, at the faintly visible end. It was only now that he discovered that in addition to the dark elements that were a bit richer than the outside world, there was also a powerful aura.
.This breath is not the breath of that top-level artifact, it seems to have a spiritual existence.
Because I didn't pay attention to the movements here at first, and the powerful aura was very obscure, mixed with the aura of the artifact, and was covered up. If you don't get close or look carefully, it will be difficult to detect it.
What shocked him the most was that from that direction, the spread of his spiritual power was once blocked. The scan results sent back from Xiao Jiujiu showed that there was a powerful and pure energy wave there, which meant that this mausoleum
The owner may not have completely perished in the battle of the gods.
"How is it possible? Tens of thousands of years have passed. Even the existence of the peak servant god cannot completely resist the passage of time. How powerful was the owner of this tomb back then?"
Shocked, but Zhang Yunfeng's sanity was not lost because of this shocking discovery. From the time he entered, to the fight between Alsonton and the Phantom Diao, the owner of the tomb did not appear. Obviously, even if the other party did not appear, the owner of the tomb did not appear.
If he fell, he must have been seriously injured. It is thought that the other party was either seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep, or he was unable to get out of the tomb behind the passage.
Judging from the current situation, he still thinks that the latter is more likely. If he just falls into a deep sleep and even the undead gods such as Olsonton are revived, as long as those powerful beings are alive, tens of thousands of years have passed.
No matter how seriously injured you are
, he should wake up from his slumber no matter what. With the arrogance of such a strong man, he found that Olsenton was causing trouble in his own land. If he could have taken action, he would have been killed long ago. Why let Grodo, the three-headed illusion,
Ling Diao fought so hard that he almost lost his life.
“It seems like it’s not a good place to stay for a long time!”
Looking at the passage that was like the mouth of a man-eating beast, Zhang Yunfeng's eyes flickered, and he had a faint intention to retreat. Judging from the current situation, the owner of the tomb should be bound by some reasons and unable to leave the tomb at the end of the passage. But Zhang Yunfeng
He didn't dare to stay here longer, and he didn't even think about where to go with the artifact. Although the top-level artifact was very tempting to him, he still felt that his life was more precious than the artifact.
You know, according to the results of Xiao Jiujiu's analysis, it is obvious that the artifact is placed in the tomb chamber. It is definitely not far from here, at most it is separated by a few walls. If he hadn't discovered that obscure aura, maybe Zhang Yunfeng would still
Give it a try and take that artifact away.
But the situation is different now. Faced with a tyrannical existence that has survived the era of gods and can easily curse the entire phantom mink clan for tens of thousands of years, Zhang Yunfeng does not think that his small arms and legs will be his opponent.
Besides, he urgently needs
He already had an idea of the Godhead he wanted. As long as Caliberu took care of Olsenton, he would have a Godhead. Compared with the artifacts, he still felt that Godhead was more important. He could have a Godhead in his pocket during this trip to the mausoleum.
The trip was quite rewarding.
"Wait, I haven't finished what I said. Although the powerful existence that cursed our ancestors is not dead, it is not far away from death."
Seeing that Zhang Yunfeng's eyes were wandering and he had a vague idea of leaving, Grodo looked panicked and said hurriedly: "In fact, our ancestors have discovered the fact that the owner of the tomb has woken up since 20,000 years ago.
It was found that it had lost its physical body and could only survive in the form of a soul body."
"When the God of Creation drove the cemetery of the gods into the cemetery of the gods, he once changed the laws of this space. The soul body here cannot live forever like in the Augus continent. With the passage of soul energy, even if
No matter how powerful the soul is, it will also go to destruction step by step. Therefore, we have always
I paid close attention to the situation of the owner of the tomb. Two hundred years ago, I broke into that tomb and found that the strength of the owner of the tomb had dropped to that of a demigod. Although I could not completely see through the opponent's true strength at the time, relying on some innate skills,
I can vaguely feel that the opponent's strength will never exceed that of the demigods in the previous period."
His face twitched violently for a few times. After hearing General Grodo's secret, Zhang Yunfeng was not so angry that he almost died of anger. He almost broke out on the spot and crushed the old mink to death.
Damn it, do you ever talk like that?
He only spoke half of what he said, and left the most important thing to the last, hesitating and hesitating for a long time without saying it. I was so scared that I almost turned around and left immediately. Fortunately, I was calm in the face of danger, otherwise it would be really
A huge opportunity was missed.
After scolding a few times, Zhang Yunfeng's heart suddenly became lively. If the situation was really like what Grodo said, he didn't have to be afraid. Even if the owner of the tomb was powerful, it had become a thing of the past. Now
He's just a demigod, but also a soul body
Xiao Jiujiu, Kaliberu, plus himself. A demigod, a false god, and a peak saint. If the three combat powers are added together, can't they still solve a seriously injured demigod? Besides, the demigods in the last issue were still
The opponent’s strength two hundred years ago,
God knows how far he has fallen now. If there is a fight, Zhang Yunfeng is 60% sure to solve the opponent, and the remaining 40% depends on luck. As a participant in the battle of the gods, no one can guarantee whether the opponent has anything in his hand.
A trump card that can turn the tables.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yunfeng couldn't help but clenched his fists, and a sharp look flashed across his dark eyes. Wealth and wealth are in danger. If he wins this vote, he will not only get a top-level artifact, but also the owner of the tomb.
His godhead was taken away from his soul. No matter how bad it is, relying on half god and one false god, you can still escape if you can't defeat him!
"Human, are you planning to fight that scary guy in the tomb?"
Grodo looked at Zhang Yunfeng clenching his fists with a fierce look in his eyes, but he was frightened and hurriedly tried to dissuade him, hoping to dispel his thoughts. No one knew better than him about the fear of the owner of the mausoleum.
During the age of the gods, he was a top-notch warrior, and many gods and demigods died tragically at his hands. Although the power displayed by Zhang Yunfeng should not be underestimated, it was not optimistic about the battle between the two.
A faint smile appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Zhang Yunfeng waved his hand: "Okay! Don't worry too much, I only have an opinion."
"Who is worried about you? I'm worried about my daughter. If I weren't afraid that you would die and no one would take Ling'er out, I wouldn't care about your life or death." The little eyes blinked and he threw it out without hesitation.
With many eye rolls, Grodo looked at a guy who felt good about himself with a look of disdain.
After hitting a soft nail that was not too big or too small, Zhang Yunfeng smiled, scratched his forehead, and immediately turned his gaze to the tomb at the back of the passage. His eyes moved unsteadily, and he was thinking while waiting for Kalibeiru to take care of the undead demigod.
Looking forward to the next action.
"Jie Jie..."
Accompanied by a burst of sinister and wanton laughter, the black light group entrenched at the entrance of the stone chamber suddenly began to squirm, and disappeared completely within a moment, revealing the illusory figure of Kaliberu.
As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Yunfeng suddenly woke up from his meditation, turned to look at the entrance, and found that there was only Kali Beilu, not the undead demigod. His eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Have you dealt with that guy?
"
"Of course, the guy who dares to scheme against me still wants to survive. It's a good idea."
Smiling and nodding, Kaliberu squinted his eyes slightly, revealing his fierce look. Then he remembered something, and grabbed it out of thin air with his skinny palm, and a blue-black prismatic crystal suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
With a casual throw, he threw the crystal towards Zhang Yunfeng on the opposite side.
The blue-black crystal traced an arc in the air and landed accurately in Zhang Yunfeng's already opened palm. For stability, he held both hands together, lest the crystal fall to the ground.
Looking at the blue-black arc, Zhang Yunfeng felt excited in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel as if he was immersed in a dream.
godhead!
The treasure that he could not obtain after nine deaths in the Meteor God Plains finally fell into his hands today. This is a treasure that countless people dream of, and it is also a shortcut to becoming a god. As long as you have it, it will only be a matter of time before you reach the level of god.
.
Feeling the coldness in his hand, he immediately came back to his senses, pinched the thing in his hand with two fingers, and looked closely at it.
At first glance, this godhead is no different from an ordinary stone. Except for the perfect ridges at the corners, it looks like the pinnacle masterpiece of miraculous craftsmanship. There is really nothing outstanding about the rest. It is completely green and black, and does not emit any energy at all.
Fluctuating, not even a breath escaped. If he hadn't known that this was the godhead, he might not have believed it himself. This seemingly inconspicuous little stone has caused countless strong men to fight to their death and never owned it.
Super heavy treasure.
Zhang Yunfeng did not use the godhead immediately, but carefully put the godhead into the computer bracelet. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Karibeilu, who was flying slowly, "What did you do to that guy?"
"Jie Jie! What else can I do? Of course I can refine him and become a fierce general in my army of the undead. A demigod undead! This can be regarded as the number one general in my army of the undead."
After laughing a few times with pride, Kaliberu raised his chin and said with joy; "The harvest this time is more than that, you know? That guy named Olsenton, before he became an undead, was actually
A master of poison alchemy
, is best at refining some highly toxic potions, as well as vicious alchemy props. He has mastered a large number of alchemy formulas from the era of the gods, and can even make powerful weapons such as the soul-breaking nail. The soul-breaking nail he used to sneak attack me just now
It’s his own handiwork.”
"Moreover, the soul-breaking nail made by this boy is actually more powerful than the real soul-breaking nail. The additional poison ability can directly poison the soul body. He is really an evil alchemy genius. Of course, this genius has now become
Past tense, when Ninth Boss and I digest those resources, we will be able to produce alchemy tools hundreds of times more powerful than him at any time."
Although Kaliberu's words were a bit arrogant, Zhang Yunfeng knew that what this guy said was true. He could even do such perverted experiments as using the divine power to cause the divine power to spawn cloned monsters. Create some
Alchemy props are not a problem at all. What's more, this time there is Olsonton's memory as a reference for examples. As long as you spend some time, you can come up with some weird alchemy props at any time.
After saying this, Kaliberu glanced at the Phantom Mink beside him, and immediately turned to fly into the computer bracelet. After all, Kaliberu is a standard mad scientist. Compared with Warcraft, he is more willing to start right away.
Study those magical alchemies from the age of the gods.
"Wait! Don't leave yet. I have something I want you to help me with!" Seeing that Kali Beilu was about to leave, Zhang Yunfeng waved his hand hurriedly and pulled him back, removing the curse of the Phantom Mink clan and the mausoleum.
The master's situation was explained in detail.
Although he didn't know whether Kaliberu listened to his conversation with Grodo, he still repeated it tirelessly in order to help Kaliberu. In terms of curse methods, Kaliberu
Beru, the undead god, can be said to be an expert in this art. With such an expert who is well versed in this art, it would be a huge waste if he didn't use it.
"This thing is quite weird!"
After Zhang Yunfeng finished speaking, Kali Beilu was also frightened by the strength of the owner of this tomb at first, but then he thought of something again, thought about it carefully, and then said: "The curse is the dark system, the undead system.
The magician's best method, but the effectiveness of the curse is directly related to the caster. Once the releaser dies, the curse will disappear. And the strength of the cursed person exceeds the caster, and the effectiveness of the curse will be greatly reduced.
."
"According to your statement, these phantom minks have been cursed since the end of the War of the Gods. They have been cursed for tens of thousands of years and have been passed down from generation to generation. I think in addition to the long-lost Soul-Destroying Curse,
There is no second possibility."
"That's right, according to the records in our clan's classics, the curse on us is the Soul-Destroying Curse of a hundred generations. My generation is the thirty-seventh generation." Nodding, Grodo looked lonely and said in a deep voice.
"Haha, even if you don't tell me, I can guess that the soul-destroying curse of a hundred lifetimes, a soul-destroying curse of one lifetime, and a curse of extinction for a hundred lifetimes, isn't it exactly the same as the effect of the curse on you." Kali Beilu said with a smile; "That's true.
It’s hard for your ancestors, if the Phantom Marten clan is not of pure blood and noble blood, or if you were hit by the Soul-Severing Curse for a hundred lifetimes, I’m afraid your rank will completely drop to the divine level in your twentieth life.”
Such a cruel curse, it actually takes hundreds of generations to fade away. I wonder which race in the world can withstand such a curse and survive for hundreds of generations without falling. I am afraid that not even the giant dragon clan can do it.
In his heart, he secretly sighed at the vicious curse cast upon the phantom minks, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel lucky for himself. If these phantom minks hadn't been cursed with such a vicious curse, I'm afraid they wouldn't have taken the initiative to kill a fake one.
The divine beast was given to him as a magic pet. Although he has not yet obtained the phantom ferret, if he asks for it later, Grodo will definitely agree to it immediately.
"Kali Beilu, since you know what the curse is on these phantom mink, can you lift the curse for them?" Zhang Yunfeng asked anxiously. If you can help the phantom mink clan lift the curse,
Then even if he wants to take over the entire Soul Mink clan, it's not impossible.
When Grodo and the other three phantom ferrets heard this, all three pairs of small eyes landed on the illusory figure of Kaliberu, their eyes wide open. Apparently they also wanted to know if the other party had any way to lift the soul-breaking soul of a hundred generations.
Curse. This matter is very important to them. Once the curse is lifted, not only will they be able to regain their freedom, but they will also be able to restore the powerful bloodline of their ancestors, and it will be easy for them to aspire to serve the gods in the future.
Facing one person, three beasts, and eight eyes, Kaliberu smiled mysteriously, pretending to be mysterious for a while, and then raised three fingers and said, "Actually, there are many ways to lift the forbidden curse.
It's even very simple. As far as I know, there are no less than three ways to break the Soul-Destroying Curse."
"Three kinds!"
Zhang Yunfeng was stunned. He didn't expect that Kaliberu was so predictable. The Phantom Mink spent countless time and effort, and even the joint efforts of powerful ancestors could not break the curse. However, Kaliberu said frankly that there are three ways to do it.
Solution, from the tone, it seems that there are at least three types.
"Great! If you can really solve the eternal soul-breaking spell, I am willing to become this human's magic pet."
Phantom Diao Ling'er was in a very excited mood at this time, which was almost indescribable. If the soul body in front of her could really open the curse for them, she would not hesitate to let him become the demon pet of the weak human being in front of him.
"More than that, if you can really help us break the curse, it will be no problem for our entire phantom mink clan to submit to you. But if you can't do it, please forgive me for not agreeing."
Compared to Ling'er's excitement, although Grodo was also experiencing ups and downs in his heart, he obviously still had some sense. Although he also issued an attractive empty promise, he still left himself some room and did not say anything.
Too dead.
"Let's talk about the first one first!"
"Through crazy practice, even my own strength surpasses that of the caster. The forbidden curse will be broken automatically. The second method is a bit troublesome, that is, let a light magic god whose strength exceeds that of the caster pray, and use the light and darkness to overcome each other.
The third method is also the simplest. As long as the caster is killed and his soul is completely destroyed, the curse will be broken on its own."
After listening to what Kaliberu said, the joy on the faces of the three phantom beasts instantly solidified.
"If you say it, you haven't said it yet," Zhang Yunfeng curled his lips and gave the guy a blank look. The three methods he mentioned were basically impossible.
Let’s not talk about the first one. After being hit by the Soul-Destroying Curse for a hundred generations, not only will your strength regress, it will also affect future generations. How can it be passed down from generation to generation to defeat that caster? The second and third types are even more complete.
Impossible, the Cemetery of the Gods has a lot of everything except light creatures. If you want to find a being whose strength is comparable to a spell caster here, the chance is infinitely close to zero.