Chapter 281 The Thirty-Three Levels of the Human Races Ancient Road
Chapter 281 The Thirty-Three Levels of the Human Race’s Ancient Road
The yin energy is vast, covering the sky and the sun.
The underworld attaches great importance to the body of the Dacheng Holy Body and specially sent a quasi-emperor to escort it.
Feng Jinghong had a total of two corpses of the Great Saint in his hands, one was the one on the holy cliff, and the other was Wu Shi's father.
The man at Shengya was hacked to death by the Taoist Immortal. He lost too much essence and blood and was seriously damaged, so Feng Jinghong traded him away.
As for Wu Shi's father, because of the care of the Western Emperor and later the protection of Wu Shi, the body of Wu Shi's father was well preserved and the essence was still there.
Such a divine corpse is a very good choice whether it is used to refine medicine or drive a Gundam. So Feng Jinghong kept it.
The Yin soldiers carefully placed the body of the Dacheng Holy Body into a black gold coffin and applied layers of seals.
The quasi-emperor of the Yin Corpse nodded politely to Feng Jinghong, and then disappeared into the space rift with his army.
I have to say that although these guys from Hell are not lovable, as teammates, they are quite reassuring.
After that, Feng Jinghong set off again, and by this time the team had grown to eight people.
Himself, the Jade Rakshasa, the Gold-eating Beast, the Bronze Ant King, the Lightning Spirit Snake, the Holy Spirit Annihilation, the Winged Goddess Tianyu, and the God of Death Yama.
"By the way, you are the heir to one of the three palaces of the underworld. Is it really okay to follow me?" Feng Jinghong asked.
Miuji was originally the talent he liked, and with the blessing of the female Holy Spirit, other members of the Holy Spirit clan would not object to him following her.
It is understandable that Tian Yu joins, after all, he has saved her life, and the old patriarch of the Wing Clan was obviously shocked by Feng Jinghong's strength and power, so it is normal to invest in advance.
But this guy, the God of Death, is the successor to the Hell Palace of Hell. What does he want by following me?
"Don't worry, I have already vacated Yama's position, and now I am just a free undead." The God of Death said casually.
"Then what are you trying to do?" Feng Jinghong didn't think that he could really defeat such a master purely by relying on his domineering aura.
The God of Death spread out his white bones and palms: "I don't know, it was the master of the palace who asked me to follow you. And I also think it would be quite interesting to follow you, at least it would be better than digging up corpses all day long!"
"Okay..." Feng Jinghong couldn't figure out what the master of Yama Palace had planned, so he simply didn't think about it, since he wouldn't suffer any loss anyway.
The God of Death is definitely a guy with boundless potential. After staying together for a long time, I can occasionally feel a familiar qi in his body, which belongs to - the seal of reincarnation!
Such a powerful guy volunteered to be his younger brother, and if he didn't accept it, it would be free of charge.
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Earth, after spending more than ten years with his parents, Ye Fan finally couldn't bear the loneliness and decided to return to Beidou.
"Master... Ancestor, I want to use the Heavenly Teleportation Formation to go to Beidou!"
Although more than ten years have passed, Ye Fan still finds it difficult to say that he calls a young man whose cultivation level is so much lower than his own as his master.
Zhang Qingyang didn't think it was a big deal. He had many people with higher cultivation levels than himself.
Nowadays, great powers are everywhere on the earth, and there are as many kings as dogs. But when you see him, you have to bow obediently and respectfully call him "little heavenly master". All because he is Feng Jinghong's registered disciple.
"You can borrow the road, but you have to pay."
Ye Fan nodded: "This is what it should be. I wonder what the cost is?"
"Black gourd." Zhang Qingyang said.
"What?" Ye Fan was stunned and didn't respond.
"The black gourd on your body!" Zhang Qingyang repeated.
Ye Fan realized that he did have the black gourd, and there was only one piece of it, the one he snatched from the Holy Son of Purple Mansion.
Speaking of this thing, he still hasn't figured out how to use it.
Judging from its hardness, it shouldn't be a mortal thing, but over the years, except for the moment when it was used to kill Wang Teng, this gourd has never seen any movement.
"Master, do you know the origin of this thing?" Ye Fan took out the black gourd and asked.
Zhang Qingyang looked mysterious: "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to decide whether to change or not to change."
Ye Fan was stunned again, why did these words sound so familiar...
Memories came back, and he remembered, weren't these the exact words of the female ancestor when he went to Heaven in Beidou to ask for the coordinates of the earth.
Moreover, from Xian Linglong to Black Gourd, these are all things that only I have. It feels like I am charging specifically for myself.
The key is that I still can’t refuse, it’s clearly arranged!
Ye Fan thought about it carefully and took a breath of cold air: "Isn't this something that the Emperor of Heaven has arranged a long time ago?"
Zhang Qingyang's eyes widened: "Is it possible for you to call the Emperor's name? Call him Patriarch!"
Ye Fan laughed angrily and wanted to go crazy: "Hey, I..."
Zhang Qingyang raised his cell phone and found the phone number of Ye's father and mother. Ye Fan was instantly discouraged.
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Time flies, and ten years have passed. Feng Jinghong and his party walked along the ancient mythical road, passed through countless deserted places, and left their famous names on several ancient roads.
During this period, Feng Jinghong broke through two levels in a row and reached the eighth level of the Saint!
On this day, several people passed through a turbulent space and came to a life star field. This was the 33rd level of the ancient road of the human race!
"Thirty-three, Yi Li is auspicious, and the rising sun rises into the sky. Since the mythical ancient road passes here, there must be something special! Let's go into the city and have a look!" Feng Jinghong took the lead into the city.
It's easy to ask for information on the ancient road. Feng Jinghong just took out a piece of divine source and knew that he got the information he wanted.
"Oh, you guys are late!" the restaurant owner said regretfully:
"A year ago, someone discovered a piece of chaotic fairy land outside. There were many treasures in it and the fairy light was filled with it! Unfortunately, after a year of exploration and fighting, most of the things in it have been looted.
Those who are still inside now are either miscellaneous cultivators who are going to mix spiritual energy, or top experts who are fighting for the final battle. If you go in now, it will be difficult to get any benefits!"
"Thank you!" Feng Jinghong and his entourage turned around and left behind Shenyuan.
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The patter of rain fell, hitting the ground with colorful lights.
That was the rich spiritual energy condensed into the Divine Source Liquid. Nowadays, this kind of scene can only be seen in the Chaos Fairy Land.
A bearded monk was greedily collecting the divine source liquid in this area. Suddenly he noticed someone approaching. He took a closer look and saw that they were a group of strangers he had never seen before.
"I occupy this seat, get out of here if you don't want to die!" The bearded man shouted violently, and the powerful aura of the peak saint pressed towards the visitor.
After more than a year of fighting, he has long been familiar with the strong men here. There are not those few guys who can't be offended in this group of people.
As for the others, Big Beard said that he was completely fearless. The area under his feet was captured by him with his strength!
There was a flash of cyan lightning, and the bearded man was picked up by the neck of a delicate little girl: "I ask, and you answer, do you understand?"
The bearded man wanted to nod but couldn't, so he could only blink his eyes desperately.
Lightning Snake Xiaoqing threw him to the ground, and then asked coldly: "How many treasures are left here, where are they located, and who occupies them?"
Big Beard quickly replied: "There are currently three places where treasures are suspected.
To the northwest is a hill, occupied by the Human King.
There is a spiritual lake in the southeast, which was seized by Master Di Tian and Fairy Qing Shi together.
There is a secret place in the far north, and I don’t know what it is exactly, because the person there is the Great Demon God Ancient Wasteland, and everyone who goes there is slaughtered by him!"