The group of mausoleums in the center of the Hundred Tombs Forbidden Area is completely empty.
Within the field of vision, there were only large potholes left, and the smell of damp and decaying earth rushed towards the face.
One person and one cat put away the tools in their hands and smiled tacitly.
The "Skeleton Hall Master" lying on the layer of bones, after experiencing the initial shock and reluctance, as well as envy, jealousy and hatred, looked at the man and the cat and gradually became numb.
"One hundred skeletons, a hundred fully preserved God-level corpses; nourished by the 'Xuanyin Black Crystal Stone and the special power of the forbidden area, the strength and residual aura of each one has not collapsed."
The Skeleton Hall Master was shouting in his heart.
It's a pity that the person who achieved all this was not him.
Even if he knew that there were a hundred God-level corpses in the "Hundred Graves Forbidden Land", which were excellent treasures for refining ghost corpses, he still had no ability to obtain them.
But now, one person and one cat, arrogant and aboveboard, have "died away" all the sources of power in the Hundred Tombs Forbidden Land.
"Not bad, little thief cat, you have made a great contribution this time."
Zhao Feng's face glowed red.
Once these hundred God-level corpses can be refined into ghost corpses, they will be equivalent to an army of God-level ghost corpses.
Anyone who can master this power can easily defeat the sect forces of several powerful countries, and it is not difficult to even destroy a large country.
certainly.
It is not an easy task to refine all these bones into enslaved "ghost corpses".
For one thing, these bones are only the main raw material, and a large amount of precious auxiliary materials are also needed.
Secondly, the refining process of ghost corpses requires a lot of time and energy, and requires a good proficiency in the secret ways of ghost corpses.
Even though Zhao Feng had two God-level ghost corpses in his hands so easily - he was plundering them.
In fact, any ghost corpse is a long process from the initial refining to the gradual promotion to the true spirit realm.
"Well, I have some experience with ghost corpses. I am good at controlling them, but I am not proficient in them. But if I want to refine a hundred God-level ghost corpses, I'm afraid..."
Zhao Feng's thoughts turned and his eyes fell on the "Skeleton Hall Master".
The Skeleton Hall Master suddenly shivered.
After a while.
"...This arduous and great task will be left to you."
Zhao Feng was full of expectations, smiled warmly, and reached out to pat the Skeleton Hall Master on the shoulder.
The skeleton of the Skeleton Hall Master shook violently, and the newly connected skeleton almost fell apart.
"Although these corpses are of God-level heritage, even if you want to successfully refine one, it will take countless hard work."
The Skeleton Hall Master even felt like crying.
Emotional Zhao Feng treats him as a high-level coolie.
However, the master of the Skeleton Hall is enslaved and controlled by Zhao Feng. In order to survive, whether he works hard or sells his body, he must obey his master's orders.
Zhao Feng holds the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Pearl" in his hand, and his mind and consciousness seep into it.
Inside the Ten Thousand Ghost Pearl is a piece of cold, moist, light black soil, shrouded in all kinds of ghost mist and gloom all year round, making it dark.
Two dark silver poisonous corpses are lying in a corner, receiving the nourishment of the huge ghostly death energy in the "Ten Thousand Ghost Pearl"
After those one hundred God-level corpses entered the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pearl, the remaining souls and aura of power in their bodies began to undergo strange changes.
"Huh? There seems to be a mysterious power inherent in this Ten Thousand Ghost Pearl, which is suitable for birthing and strengthening ghost corpses."
Zhao Feng doesn't do much research on the "Ten Thousand Ghost Pearls" on weekdays. After all, he mainly focuses on blood pupil technique and wind and thunder inheritance, and only touches on the secret path of ghosts and corpses a little bit.
Looking at this trend, even if Zhao Feng doesn't go out of his way to refine it, in more than a year, maybe a few years, maybe ten years, or decades, these one hundred God-level corpses can automatically become zombies one by one.
A few days later, Iron Dragon became powerful.
In the desert, a dilapidated and desolate old castle was almost swallowed up by the yellow sand.
At this time, the huge castle was in ruins.
Today, the Iron Dragon Alliance's home base has been completely wiped out.
Among the top brass of the Iron Dragon Alliance, except for the Skeleton Hall Master who was being hunted, the rest of them died and surrendered. A few fish were caught, but they were nothing.
Even though more than ten days have passed, there are still many powerful people sitting in the castle.
Elder Su, Elder Bai, Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong and others are all stationed in the castle.
Perhaps, everyone is guarding against the Master of the Skeleton Hall returning, or perhaps they have other expectations.
"Then Zhao Feng, if he single-handedly pursues the former senior figures of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect, the situation may not be too optimistic."
Lin Tong looked at the castle and murmured to himself.
From the bottom of his heart, he admired Zhao Feng, both in terms of strength and courage.
He even desperately hoped that Zhao Feng would die during the pursuit, so that he could regain his freedom.
But he knew that this possibility was not high.
Zhao Feng's powerful heart and soul, as well as his bloodline pupil power, reached the point where Lin Tong could only look up to him.
That young man was one of the most talented people in the mainland. After returning to Hengyun, he single-handedly dominated the ups and downs of this region.
"It's been more than ten days and there's been no news at all."
Mr. Su is somewhat worried.
When Zhao Feng chose to hunt down the Skeleton Hall Master, no one present agreed.
Although the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect was destroyed, its remaining power still remains. How can the background and methods of the high-level figures in the Demon Sect be measured by common sense?
"There is no need to worry too much, Mr. Su. Zhao Feng is not like a reckless person. He dares to chase the leader of the Red Moon Hall alone. He must have some support."
Elder Bai smiled slightly.
She was not too concerned about Zhao Feng's life and death, but she thought: Zhao Feng probably had some powerful trump card from that "unknown inheritance".
Just this evening.
call out--
A bright flash of lightning flashed across the sky and fell into the ruins of the castle below.
"I'm back."
A ripple of wind and thunder spread in the castle.
Su Lao and others felt a slight numbness, but felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally.
Everyone was shocked physically and mentally, and looked at the blue-haired boy not far away.
"You're finally back. It's okay."
Old Su felt relieved, and many people in the castle breathed a sigh of relief.
No one present had the extravagant expectation that Zhao Feng could successfully kill the Skeleton Hall Master and return safely, so they were pleasantly surprised.
What's more, Zhao Feng didn't look injured, just slightly tired.
"Captain, you are finally back. We are all on tenterhooks these days."
Dieye and Jiang Sanfeng came from the other side of the castle.
That day, after Zhao Feng looked down at the situation in the castle through his Sky Eyes, he left the two of them behind and went to kill them alone.
When Jiang Sanfeng and two others arrived, the battle was over and Zhao Feng was missing.
After the two inquired about it, they learned that Zhao Feng had gone after the Skeleton Hall Master. They were frightened.
A big shot like the leader of Chiyue Hall, no one else has time to hide, so you still pursue him single-handedly?
But at this time.
Zhao Feng came back safely, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Including Lin Tong, he sighed bitterly, he was not out of Zhao Feng's control after all.
Elder Bai stared at Zhao Feng with a complicated expression.
He originally thought that if Zhao Feng failed to pursue him, he would probably come back defeated, or at least suffer a small loss.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Feng returned unscathed and safe.
At this time, everyone's eyes were eagerly and curiously looking at Zhao Feng.
What is the result?
"Zhao Feng, have you caught up with the Skeleton Hall Master?"
Elder Bai couldn't help but be curious.
Everyone present, including Mr. Su, Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, and the two people who came from Canopy Country, were very concerned about this issue.
"Did you catch him?"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be stunned.
Obviously, everyone present thought that he had not chased the Skeleton Hall Master at all.
Because looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, it didn't look like he had gone through a life-and-death battle. He looked relaxed and nonchalant, more like he had gone out for a round of fun.
"The matter with all the Skeleton Hall Masters has been resolved. The overall situation in the Hengyun area has been decided, and there are no more hidden dangers. I will leave soon."
Zhao Feng smiled "haha" and felt happy.
The situation in the Hengyun area was settled by him, which made him feel at ease and have a sense of accomplishment.
Moreover, what he gained during this trip back to Hengyun was beyond imagination.
After everyone heard this, they celebrated one after another and were overjoyed. They seemed to be infected by Zhao Feng's joy.
"From today on, the era of the Iron Dragon Alliance will never return."
Old Su smiled while stroking his palms.
He naturally knew that if Zhao Feng had not eliminated Hengyun's crisis, he would never leave easily.
"Zhao Feng, have you already killed the Skeleton Hall Master?"
Elder Bai was startled and felt something was wrong.
When Zhao Feng mentioned "Skeleton Hall Master", he did not say beheading, but used the word "solve" in an ambiguous way.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present were once again focused on Zhao Feng's face.
"Yes, how was the Skeleton Hall Master solved?"
"Then the Skeleton Hall Master, is he dead?"
Everyone was obviously not satisfied with Zhao Feng's word "resolution" and wanted to know the specific process.
Su Lao's eyes flickered slightly, feeling that there must be a secret in this.
"No need to worry, everyone. Although the Skeleton Hall Master is not dead, he no longer poses any threat to the situation in Hengyun.
Zhao Feng seemed to be smiling but not smiling, leaving everyone confused.
He didn't want too many people to know that the Skeleton Hall Master had been surrendered to him, especially Elder Bai.
"The Skeleton Hall Master is not dead?"
Many people present shuddered, their joy and relaxation no longer existed, and their hearts were cast into a shadow.
Some of the senior officials of the Dragon Slaying Alliance present felt uneasy.
Although Zhao Feng emphasized that the situation in Hengyun was no longer threatening, they could not feel at ease.
At its peak, the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect could wipe out the Hengyun region with just one helm.
What's more, there is a high-level hall master who is still alive in the world.
Lin Tong frowned, and the calm smile on Zhao Feng's expression made him realize that things were definitely not what everyone imagined.
However.
No matter how many people asked, Zhao Feng smiled slightly and did not give a clear answer.
"Could it be that Zhao Feng was successfully counterattacked by the 'Skeleton Hall Master' and is now being assimilated or controlled by the Scarlet Moon Demon Cult..."
A hint of coldness flashed in Elder Bai's eyes.
However, she did not dare to act rashly until she was sure of the truth.
Furthermore, with her strength, it would be difficult to defeat Zhao Feng head-on. The outcome would be a 50-50 outcome at most.
Half a day later.
Until the crowd dispersed, Elder Bai, Cang Yuyue and others left one by one.
In the old castle, in an underground chamber, there were only two people, Zhao Feng and Su Lao.
"Brother Zhao, what is the situation? Otherwise, how can I feel at ease if you leave like this?"
Mr. Su asked solemnly.
"You want to know the whereabouts of the Skeleton Hall Master?"
"That's right." Su Laoyi gritted his teeth.
"Haha, isn't he right next to you?"
A layer of gray mist filled the secret room.
When Mr. Su heard the words, he couldn't help but stare carefully. In the gray mist, a familiar outline of a skeleton was faintly visible, and two groups of faint red flames flashed in the eye sockets.
"Skull...Skull...Pastor...Master?"
He was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair.