All the skills of the body are used to resist the erosion of the dead energy, and they can only move forward completely by relying on the strength of the body.
Ji Wufeng gritted his teeth and mobilized his blood power to climb up the hall, stepping on the endless corpse. When his palm touched the walls of the hall, the biting chill almost made people faint on the spot.
Finally, he stepped on all the corpses under his feet, not too far from the top of the hall.
Ji Wufeng felt that the qi and blood on his body were about to solidify, but the dead energy in front of him was getting stronger and stronger. He could lose consciousness at any time because of the qi and blood coagulation, and then his vitality would completely erode in a coma.
He was hesitating for a moment whether to move forward or turn around and leave.
At this moment, a dry and harsh voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "It's been three thousand years, and there are still people who can come in here."
Ji Wufeng's scalp suddenly became numb. This sound came from the hall. Could it be that the owner of the tomb was in dispersed?
He turned around and was about to leave, but the faint voice said, "Don't be afraid, I am not the ghost of the master of the tomb, but like you, an intruder, trapped here."
The old man also saw it and said, "There is no need to be nervous. He is a living person, but his life is hanging on a thread. He is hanging in one breath, not far from death."
Ji Wufeng felt relieved. No matter whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, since he was about to die, he would not pose any threat to him.
"Senior, who are you? How could you be trapped here?"
Ji Wufeng asked, since this person was trapped here, he must have known this tomb better than himself. The voice was filled with sadness: "In order to find the red spider flower, I had to enter the tomb, but I didn't expect that this tomb was extremely dangerous and trapped me here. As for my name, three thousand years have passed, and I'm afraid that it has been by the world.
Forgotten, it doesn't matter."
Three thousand years ago, this person was trapped in a large tomb for three thousand years?
Ji Wufeng was extremely shocked. This place was full of ferocious beasts and powerful men of the emperor level, but he never thought that this person had not only been alone, but had been here for three thousand years. There was no doubt that this person was definitely a peerless strong man.
The voice continued: "The small tower in your hand has already triggered the dead energy in this hall. If you turn your head and leave, this dead energy will immediately lose control, and you will not be able to escape death at that time."
The old man frowned and said, "He is right."
Ji Wufeng said: "What solution does senior have?"
The voice said, "The only way is to enter the hall, pick the red spider flower, and cut off the dead energy here, and there will be a glimmer of hope."
The other side of the river, the legendary strange flower!
It is said that this kind of flower grows at the junction of the human world and the underworld, and can only survive by absorbing the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth.
At the same time, this kind of flower also has the magical effect of reversing yin and yang. As long as you know how to use it, you can make the lifeless person live for a lifetime.
When Mingyue died in the cultivation world, Ji Wufeng traveled all over the world to find the flower of the other side, but in the end he got nothing!
That sound allowed Ji Wufeng to pick the red shore flower to cut off the dead energy here. It is very likely that the eye of the formation in this hall was the red shore flower, so so much death energy gathered. Ji Wufeng was unsure. This person could survive here for three thousand years, and his strength must be extremely terrifying. He asked himself to pick the red shore flower, and his purpose for coming here was the red shore flower. If he was using himself, the consequences would be gone.
It was dangerous. It seemed as if I guessed what Ji Wufeng was thinking at this moment. The voice was filled with sadness and said, "Three thousand years have passed, and the person I want to save may have died. The other side of the shore is useless to me. You don't have to worry that I have any to you.
What he planned."
Ji Wufeng didn't believe what he said, but at this time there was no other choice.
No longer hesitated, he mobilized all the innate blood power in his body to the extreme, climbing up hard, and his body was constantly eroded by the dead energy, cracking and healing again.
"hiss……"
Ji Wufeng trembled all over in pain, and kept smoking in the air conditioner. I'm afraid that it would be the same as the cuts.
Finally, just as Ji Wufeng's bloodline was about to be exhausted, he successfully climbed to the hall. Looking around, endless death was rolling and tangled wildly, like demon dragons. Ji Wufeng almost fainted. In the center of the hall, Ji Wufeng saw a person. To be precise, it was more like a corpse, a shriveled body like a skeleton, and he could not even tell which race it was. However, there was something and nothing, and it was possible at any time.
A life that can be cut off.
The old man's eyes straightened and said, "No wonder he can survive for three thousand years by being eroded by the death energy. He turned out to be a half-saint!"
The end of the emperor-level powerhouse is the peak of the ninth level of the emperor, but one step further is the saint who is extraordinary and above all sentient beings.
However, the realm of the Saint is not so easy to step into. Many people have already reached this threshold, but they are still unable to take that step.
Such a strong man has already possessed the power of a saint, far more powerful than an emperor-level strong man, and is respected as a semi-saint!
No wonder so many emperor-level powerful men were ruined here, but this person could survive for three thousand years and was actually a semi-saint.
"No, even a semi-saint cannot survive until now. His physique is very special and unique."
The old man spirit stepped forward and looked at it carefully, then said in shock: "It turned out to be a golden battle body, and it was a perfect gold battle body. No wonder it was so powerful!"
The Golden Clan is said to be descendants of the gods, possessing golden bloodlines, and has been extremely powerful since birth.
At the same time, the Golden Clan is also one of the most powerful races in all worlds, ranking among the top ten powerful races!
The Golden Clan also has innate physique, called the Golden Battle Body!
This physique is one of the most powerful physiques in ancient times, far exceeding the innate bloodlines such as Black Evil Bats and Tiangui Wings.
The innate physique is inherently powerful, but after entering the emperor level, it is at the level of great success, and the same level is almost invincible, while the golden battle body is the combat power ceiling of the innate physique species!
Therefore, the Dacheng Golden Battle Body is also known as the Golden God of War, and praises its unparalleled combat power!
Ji Wufeng was also shocked. Unexpectedly, this person actually came from the Golden Clan, and he was a perfect golden battle body!
The Golden Battle Body sighed and said, "The Rich Side Flower is right behind me. Pick it quickly and then run for your life."
Ji Wufeng looked behind him and saw a beautiful and charming red flower bud. The whole body of the bud was entangled with black dead energy, but no rhizomes were tied to the ground because it survived completely by relying on these dead energy to provide nutrients.
Before Ji Wufeng could pick it, the Soul-Suppressing Tower flew over, and the black dead aura spread out, like a tentacle wrapped around the other side of the flower, leading it into the tower. In an instant, Ji Wufeng felt the endless dead aura around him suddenly still, stopping the erosion of his body.