Eight hundred and fortieth chapters underground powerhouse
."boom!"
The Nine Sons Hall was shaken heavily. When Fang Yun came back to the hall with several deputy heads, all the battles were over.
The Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect is still the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, but the person who controls the entire sect has become Fang Yun.
"Um."
Fang Yun closed his eyes slightly, and countless information passed through his mind. In a short period of time, his breath changed rapidly, and the true energy in his body, under the influence of the "Body of All Transformations", all transformed into the same as the first deputy head Zhao
Hua, exactly the same Nine Sons Corpse Demon Qi. His muscles seemed to melt, constantly fluctuating and changing.
In the blink of an eye, two identical Zhao Huas appeared in the hall. If other disciples of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect saw this scene, they would be horrified. However, everyone in the hall at this moment is Fang Yun's puppet, with faces on their faces.
No expression at all.
"not enough……"
Thoughts swirled in Fang Yun's mind. Infuriating energy and body changes were not enough. For top experts, such as the leader of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, who was higher than several deputy leaders, they could directly use soul fluctuations.
Notice the difference between the two.
"Unfettered**!"
Fang Yun's body emitted a strange wave, and a faint light emitted from his acupoints. In just a few breaths, Fang Yun's soul wavered and quickly became darker. Gradually, it became dark.
The soul fluctuations of De and Zhao Hua, the deputy head of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, are becoming more and more similar.
After a few breaths, Fang Yun's soul fluctuations had completely stopped. At this time, whether it was his breath, body shape, or soul fluctuations, they were exactly the same as Zhao Hua. Even people who are familiar with him would have a hard time distinguishing the true from the false.
.
"it's OK now."
Fang Yun made a "bang" sound and slapped Zhao Hua with his palm. With a flash of light, the real first deputy leader of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect was absorbed into Fang Yun's body and disappeared without a trace.
Fang Yun stood in the center of the hall, motionless. Countless memories of Zhao Hua passed through his mind. When he opened his eyes again, there was no longer any flaw in his whole body from spirit to temperament.
"That's it."
Fang Yun made a sound, and at the edge of the hall, Zhao Wantu, who was responsible for covering up the atmosphere of the entire hall, immediately removed the restriction.
"Everyone listens to the order. The Eternal Evil Emperor came out of the water and killed the Eighth Prince. He did not commit any of the ten evil crimes. He has been executed according to the sect's laws!"
A loud voice resounded throughout the entire sect.
Immediately, the door opened, and the seven deputy heads filed out of the Jiuzi Hall and returned to their respective places of cultivation.
"ah!"
"Execution? How could it happen?!"
"Isn't it too harsh? I wonder if it will have an impact on the guests in the sect!"
Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this decision. Although many people recognized that the Eternal Evil Emperor would be executed. However, after all, he was of value to the sect and should not be executed so quickly.
The seven deputy heads made the harshest decisions within a short period of time, shocking everyone.
No matter what, half an hour later, a piece of paper signed by the seven deputy heads was sent to the royal family of the Dayu Dynasty. This decision perfectly calmed the dissatisfaction of everyone in the royal family. No matter how harsh the royal family was, they all said
No words came out.
A storm disappeared in a short period of time.
However, no one knew that the entire Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect had been controlled by Fang Yun. Dongfang Tong and others, who had a close relationship with Fang Yun, were very worried for a long time when they received the news.
For a period of time, I lived in a state of anxiety. I was afraid that at some point, the seven deputy heads would blame him and he would die without a burial place.
However, Dongfang Tong waited for a long time, but still did not receive the order from the sect's senior officials to punish him. He couldn't stay any longer, so he found an excuse and sneaked back to Yunmeng Country.
Time passed slowly, and the turmoil caused by Fang Yun's pseudonym Eternal Evil Emperor had been completely forgotten. And Fang Yun also transformed into the first head of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, staying in the sect with peace of mind, enjoying himself with all his strength.
The powerful accumulation of the entire Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect.
In the main hall of the first deputy head, Fang Yun sat cross-legged, with purple glazed bottles collected from all over the place in front of him. These were sent from the various kingdoms controlled by the Yu Dynasty.
"Deputy Master, here are the twenty-six purple glazed bottles sent from Daluo Kingdom. All of them have been delivered."
An elder from the sect with a half-step destiny star sent a bottle filled with death energy into the main hall.
"Yeah. Put your things down and leave."
Fang Yun waved his hand.
"Yes, sir."
This elder's cultivation level was considered high, but he still failed to see through Fang Yun's falsehood and retreated without any doubts.
"laugh!"
Fang Yun waved out a burst of true energy, removed the cork from the bottle, and then wrapped all the death true energy collected from the battlefield into his body. In the blink of an eye.
During the period when he became the first deputy head of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, the power of death that was sent to the other deputy heads was also sent to Fang Yun. In a short period of time, Fang Yun's
His cultivation level has been greatly improved.
"boom!"
Fang Yun's body shook, and a shadow of the Evil Emperor, several feet tall, stood behind Fang Yun. Evil energy billowed around him, like a god of destruction. This hall was now completely under Fang Yun's control. With him,
With his cultivation level, he is not afraid of the Evil Emperor's aura leaking out.
"boom!"
Fang Yun sent out a burst of evil energy, shattered the glass bottle, and absorbed the death energy in the last bottle into the shadow of the evil emperor. In the blink of an eye, another white-bone demon spirit screamed, shrank, and guarded
Arriving under the Evil Emperor's base. At the same time, there was only a "bang..." sound, and the Shadow of the Evil Emperor behind Fang Yun trembled, and his figure gradually became vague and half-substantial.
"One hundred thousand white bone demon spirits!"
Fang Yun stood up and nodded with satisfaction. In a short period of time, it is not bad to be able to increase from 80,000 white bone demon spirits to 100,000 white bone demon spirits. However, with the requirements of the "Eternal Evil Emperor's Reign Technique..."
, this is still not enough.
"It's time to open the sect's treasure house."
With a thought in his mind, Fang Yun immediately stepped out of the hall. Soon, the other six deputy heads were summoned. A group of seven people followed a secret passage and sank more than 800 kilometers underground in the capital of Dayu.
It was pitch black there, and long passages were buried here. The passages were reinforced with steel, and attached with powerful restrictions imposed by those in the magical power realm. Even if a warrior in the Life Soul Realm wanted to break through by force, it was simply impossible.
Ugh! Nibble!
The sound of footsteps was extremely loud in the dark road. A group of seven people... said nothing, and stepped forward in neat steps.
"stop!"
Among the loud voices, an old and cold voice came from the end of the darkness. Accompanied by the sound of shackles shaking golden iron.
"Um?"
Fang Yun's eyes flashed and he looked towards the end of the road. In his eyes, the darkness gradually faded away. A white-haired old man with fluffy hair, like a big ball, bowed slightly and slowly stood up from the ground.
He got up. His clothes were in tatters. Several powerful bone rings clasped the Sepa bones and locked them firmly to the wall.
From Fang Yun's perspective, some mysterious blue-black totems flashed on those white bone chains. It was the power of these totems that imprisoned this powerful white-haired old man in this void.
"Those who trespass on this important treasure house will die!"
The old man's majestic voice was like a giant thunder, vibrating in hundreds of underground passages. His eyes were as bright as lightning, illuminating the ground into a scorching white. A powerful aura emanated from his body. The entire underground passage was as if it was being lifted up.
There was a hurricane.
"Guardian, guard of the treasure house!"
Information about this white-haired old man flashed through Fang Yun's mind. In the legend of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, this man is extremely mysterious. He is more powerful than several deputy heads. Even Zhao Hua is interested in this white-haired old man.
Extremely afraid.
No one in the entire Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect knew his strength.
"Legendary realm warrior!"
Fang Yun's eyes flashed with light, and then his pupils suddenly shrank. In this space, legendary warriors are extremely rare. This old man, despite his limited strength, has the strength of the peak life soul. If it is normal, I am afraid that
Much more terrifying than Aragbal, the God of War.
"No wonder even these deputy heads are extremely afraid of him!"
Fang Yun's eyebrows twitched. Even he was a little afraid of such a strong man. If the Void Fruit was still there, Fang Yun wouldn't be afraid of him. He sacrificed the Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Transformations Bell, and coupled with the majesty of the "Void Fruit..."
Energy can eat him to death.
However, at this moment, without the support of the "Void Fruit", Fang Yun was directly knocked back to his original form. Facing such a warrior with the legendary realm and the power of life soul, he had no chance of winning.
Only by summoning all the Life Soul Realm warriors in the body at the same time can it be possible to fight. However, if you do this, it will attract the attention of everyone in the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect. Even the head of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect will pay attention.
Come on, this is not what Fang Yun wanted.
"I am Zhao Hua, the deputy head of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect. I have been here before, so you should have seen me."
Fang Yun stopped and said loudly.
"Huh! How can I remember this unknown person?"
The old man lowered his head, his white hair hanging down, and his face could not be seen clearly. He stretched out his little finger and picked out his ears, as if he didn't pay attention to these people at all.
Fang Yun smiled and didn't care: "Then you should remember this thing!"
Fang Yun raised his five fingers and a ring token appeared in his hand. At the same time, several other deputy heads also revealed their tokens.
"Um……"
The white-haired old man suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrank violently, and after a long time, he snorted coldly:
"Hmph! I always only recognize cards but not people. Now that you have collected seven tokens, you are naturally qualified to enter the treasure house. Go in quickly and get out early so as not to disturb me!"
The old man stood sideways, and the rumbling sound shook the whole body. Even Fang Yun's ears were buzzing and vibrating.
"This guy is so powerful!"
Fang Yun's pupils narrowed. However, he did not hesitate. He stepped forward and walked directly forward. At the end of the bacteria path, a huge portal carved with the scene of the Nine Corpse Demons wreaking havoc on the world stood at the end!