Eight hundred and fortieth chapters eight thousand years of treasury
.On this huge bronze portal, there are nine vertical holes arranged in a row. According to the rules of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, among the nine deputy heads, there must be seven or more people holding the deputy head tokens.
, to open the sect’s treasure house.
This is also the reason why the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect has nine deputy leaders, but there are seven people in charge of the sect at any time.
Fang Yun and the other six deputy heads slowly walked past the white-haired old man and walked towards the thick giant door. The white-haired old man held his hands, motionless, and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.
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Click!"
Just when Fang Yun and others took out the token, which was the key to the shoulder door, and were about to insert it into the door hole. Behind them, the white-haired old man's voice, which sounded like babble, came from behind:
"Last time..." You little bastards are not so content..."
Where Fang Yun couldn't see, the white-haired old man's eyelids opened slightly, and a dazzling cold light flashed through the slit of his eyelids."
boom!"
As soon as the words came out this time, Fang Yun heard a "boom" and was violently shaken. For a moment, his heart went blank. There was a deathly silence in the dark underground corridor.
"This guy"...pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger!"
The guardian has always said that he remembers tokens, not people. That is what he said, but the fact is obviously another time. Such a strong person, deep underground, can only meet a few people occasionally, and it is impossible not to have an impression.
There was no doubt he felt something.
Fang Yun's eyebrows sank, his true energy circulated in his body, and he was ready to summon all the puppets and prepare for the worst. This white-haired old man made people extremely fearful, but if he really wanted to fight to the death, he was not afraid.
The only trouble is that it may alarm the entire Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect, and his efforts will be completely in vain.
However, at this moment, Fang Yun once again heard a murmur of complaints: "
Tsk tsk..."But what does it have to do with me."
As the white-haired old man spoke, he slowly fell backwards and leaned against the wall, motionless. He looked like he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.
"Um?"
Fang Yun was thoughtful, and the infuriating energy he raised slowly dissipated. The originally dead breath also slowly dissipated.
Facing the door, Fang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully:
"This guardian of the legendary realm does not seem to be a loyal disciple of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect...
The body was locked in this space by a strange magic weapon, which seemed to have committed a crime. Guarding the treasure house was not so dedicated. The identity of this old man was quite strange. However, Fang Yun did not want to add too many extraneous matters.
A legendary realm warrior, even if his power does not reach that level, is not that easy to deal with.
At least, a legendary realm warrior controls the laws of space. In front of him, without a top-level magical weapon, it is difficult to even fly into the air. If you can avoid provoking such a warrior, it is better not to provoke him."
Click!"
Seven keys were inserted into the door at the same time, and with a loud rumbling sound, the door, which had been covered in dust for a long time, slowly opened. A smell of decay came to the face. Obviously, no one has been here for a long time.
"Go in."
Fang Yun swung his sleeves and filed in with the six deputy heads. Behind the gate was a long and winding corridor with twelve thick talisman and seal gates along the way. Finally, one could truly enter the treasure house.
"Tart!"
Following a burst of footsteps, Fang Yun finally reached the depths of the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect's treasure house. What appeared in front of him was a huge space. Everything was in order. Pills, talisman skills, weapons, and various treasures
, precious weapon refining materials, carcasses of strange animals...
However, what Fang Yun cares about is the death energy that the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect has accumulated over the years. This kind of power that contains the power of death and soul is a power that evil sects generally need.
People in the evil path need this kind of power to practice evil arts. However, there are few things like the Eternal Evil Emperor’s Arrival Technique, which require such a huge amount of astonishing death energy. There are 1.8 million white-bone demons and 900 million.
Very few sects can reach such a huge number of dead creatures.
What they mostly use is this death energy as an auxiliary material for refining certain evil elixirs.
Fang Yun glanced at it, and without much hesitation, he walked directly towards..." Zhao Hua... in his memory, walked towards the house where the death energy on the battlefield was stored.
In the corner of this huge treasure house, hundreds of jars are stored there. They are densely packed and layered on top of each other. These jars are much larger than those purple glass bottles, and each one is the kind of old jar that stores old wine.
Altar capacity.
Inside, there is liquid battlefield death power.
The Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect’s accumulation of more than 8,000 years is all gathered here!”
This kind of death energy is enough for me to use the Eternal Evil Emperor's Arrival Technique to condense a large number of bone demon spirits!"
Fang Yun did not hesitate, and with a thought, streams of true energy burst out of his body. The talismans condensed and turned into black arms of true energy. He lifted these black jars, broke the seals, and then poured them down.
"Boom!"
The moment the seal was broken, there was an avalanche-like sound in these large jars, as if countless ice and snow collapsed at this moment."
What a rich scent!”
Fang Yun felt a strong blood energy rushing toward his face. In this place where wars are frequent, the number of souls who died in battles accumulated in countless wars was terrifying. The death energy, which was as thick as substance, turned into a vast ocean.
It poured down from mid-air. Countless souls were roaring and rising and falling in it."
The Evil Emperor summons, and all souls return to their souls!"
Fang Yun's body trembled... The evil, domineering figure of the Shadow Lord appeared behind Fang Yun. The rolling death energy, like a vast ocean, penetrated into the black shadow spreading around the evil emperor.
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Ouch!..."
Phew!...
One after another, the white-bone demon spirits roared and were born from the flowing aura of death. Then, they rushed into the evil emperor's kingdom of death.
One hundred heads, more than one thousand, ten thousand heads...
The speed at which the white-bone demon spirits were born shocked even Fang Yun. Ten thousand white-bone demon spirits were equivalent to the power of death for five million creatures.
One after another, the sealed clay altars were opened by Fang Yun. These were originally stored as the foundation of the sect, but now Fang Yun did not rely on them, taking out the sky and absorbing the light at once.
The figure of the Eternal Evil Emperor becomes more and more solid. Countless circulating evil talismans, like ants, form its body. They flow rapidly.
In secular dynasties, one can get married at the age of more than ten years, and the birth and growth of a baby takes about eighteen years. Calculated in twenty years, the souls killed in these twenty years will not be too big. But eight thousand
Years, eight thousand years long...generation after generation of dynasty warriors continued to conquer poetry and kill. The soul power generated shocked even Fang Yun.
In a short period of time, 100,000 white-bone demon spirits were born in Fang Yun's Evil Empire. The demon flags were clustered in clusters, the bone spears were pointing toward the sky, and the lineup was neat.
One hundred thousand white-bone demon spirits equals fifty million dead creatures! However, the number of white-bone demon spirits is still increasing.
One hundred thousand heads, two hundred thousand heads, three hundred thousand heads... half a million heads!
The number of white bone demon spirits was increasing in terrifying numbers. Just under Fang Yun's induction, a sudden change occurred...the white bone demon spirits suddenly devoured each other. Nearly one hundred thousand white bone demon spirits died instantly. And among these white bone demon spirits
On the basis of the spirit... some taller, more solid, ferocious and powerful white-bone warriors were born.
The armor on their bodies is no longer the ordinary white bone demon spirit armor, but the white bone general armor similar to human generals, but full of thorns.
With the birth of these bone warriors, powerful spiritual power was injected into Fang Yun's soul. This power was pure and powerful. Fang Yun's spiritual power, which had already stalled, was nourished by these powers.
Next, start to improve crazily at a steady speed.”
This is... "The Eternal Evil Emperor's Arrival Technique can actually enhance spiritual power!"
Feeling the changes in his mind, Fang Yun was ecstatic. The growth of mental power was more difficult than the improvement of strength. Fang Yun did not expect that when the bone demon spirit reached an astonishing half a million, there would be such a miraculous change.
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With the support of huge mental power, Fang Yun felt that his perception of the void was becoming more and more sharp. Even the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, which he originally thought he had achieved, had new insights and changes in details.
An unusually clear feeling came to his heart, and Fang Yun felt that his understanding and control of the rules of heaven and earth had become much stronger.
"This time I was involved in the Book of Origin of the Demon. If I had this opportunity, it would not be in vain...
Fang Yun's heart was full of joy. With just this moment of growth, Fang Yun felt that the coverage of his mental power had expanded by more than two thousand miles than originally.
The white bone demon spirit is still growing. When the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect has hundreds of old altars, eight thousand years of death power has been accumulated, and it has been exhausted. Fang Yun's evil emperor has completed its condensation and formation.
This is an evil emperor with extraordinary momentum. He has a high crown, a sash, and a fluttering ribbon. He is just quiet on the outside. Not only is this evil emperor not scary, but he gives people a gentle feeling. Just like a humane enlightened master.
However, when those eyes were exposed, a dark, evil, and domineering aura burst out of the body, reaching all directions and covering all directions. Those eyes contained too much possession, death, darkness, and ambition.
and destruction.
The Eternal Evil Emperor is a terrifying god, and it represents death!
At this moment, under the name of this eternal evil emperor, 550,000 white-bone demon spirits have gathered... More than a hundred white-bone generals, the momentum is extremely magnificent!
"What a pity! I want to condense and complete this set of the Eternal Evil Emperor's Reign Technique. I also need to obtain at least the sect treasures of three powerful sects!"
Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and his gaze flickered. Not all sects have such huge sect reserves like the Nine Sons Corpse Demon Sect. Moreover, it is not easy to enter them."
oh!"
With a thought in Fang Yun's mind, the shadow of the Evil Emperor behind him unexpectedly came out of the air. It turned into a piece of talisman brilliance and gathered in Fang Yun's hand. It turned into a seven-inch tall incarnation of the Evil Emperor, with a flowing ribbon and a black figure behind him.
The ring of flames shines, and at its feet is a terrifying white bone base! (To be continued)