The skinny old man was hunched over his back, holding an ancient staff in one arm, and his body was trembling.
Seeing this situation, Ye Yang's heart beat rapidly. This old guy actually chased him here! How did he find the orc cemetery? He was obviously taken far away by himself, so why could he find it so easily?
Could it be because of the red clouds in the sky?
Ye Yang seemed to understand a lot in an instant. The sudden realization made Ye Yang feel his eyes light up instantly. This is indeed a big conspiracy of the Orcs! There should be treasures hidden in the ancient tombs of the Orcs.
This attracts the undead tribe and the human race to come here to grab the treasure.
The red light that fills the sky has never appeared on ordinary days, but today it is particularly bright red. Even the setting sun cannot cover up its brilliance. This is clearly the path of treasure thieves. Just imagine how a forbidden area of orcs can be so blatant.
What about exposing it to the enemy's sight?
Ye Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He should have been happy that part of the mystery had been solved, but the appearance of the old man in front of him was undoubtedly a fatal disaster for Ye Yang. For the undead soul that seemed to be lingering.
For an old man, easily killing Ye Yang is more than enough. After all, he is a Lingzong strongman equivalent to the Xuanzong level!
"Boy, you deceived me so hard! I will tear you apart today!"
This old guy was indeed not a gentleman. He just took action as he was told and had no foresight at all. Ye Yang was helpless. The opponent was as fast as the wind, so Ye Yang could only dodge into the cave.
"Whoosh!"
Thick spiritual power came, and when Ye Yang saw this, he felt secretly happy. As long as the spiritual power was strong enough, he could attract the remaining three strong human beings.
"The Undead Tribe?" Nanfeng said in surprise as he fought.
"I'm going to kill the guy who is living with a broken arm!" The speaker was another strong man from Xuanzong. He was not old, thirty at most. To be able to achieve the heights of Xuanzong at such a young age was not a good thing for him.
For him, he can be regarded as a genius; for the human race, he can be regarded as the hope for the future! However, will this conspiracy involve him? Ye Yang can't help but feel regretful.
The low-level Xuanzong withdrew from the battle and began to rush towards the old man of the undead.
"What? There is a despicable human race!" The moment he saw the low-level Xuanzong rushing towards him, the old man of the dead spirit panicked. In his current state, let alone a strong Xuanzong, he might not even be able to deal with a high-level Xuanyi.
Difficult. Facing such a powerful enemy, the undead old man panicked.
"Boy, as a Necromancer, why don't you fight quickly when you see a human race!" In desperation, the Necromancer old man turned his attention to Ye Yang and said something that shocked Ye Yang.
Discourse.
Feeling ridiculous, Ye Yang took a step forward and said with a smile: "What I practice is the power of mystery!"
As he spoke, a trace of golden profound energy surged between Ye Yang's fingers. This scene was caught in the eyes of the low-level Xuanzong, and the other two strong human beings also noticed it. Each of them looked shocked.
This little skeleton actually cultivates Xuan Power, and what does this golden Xuan Power represent? Those high-end cultivators naturally recognize the power of golden Xuan Power, and they are only kings at the Xuan Emperor level
, can this inconspicuous little skeleton be the Xuan Emperor?
Everything was so nonsense. It wasn't until he was slapped in the back by a seventh-level ferocious beast that Nanfeng reacted. He endured the severe pain and continued to fight back. This old ferocious beast was too strong. Although it didn't seem to move,
But those six arms are enough for Nan Feng to do a lot of work.
If it weren't for the help of a high-level Xuanyi beside him, Nanfeng would probably be defeated by the seventh-level ferocious beast. Even in this situation, Nanfeng would feel quite pressured, after all, without the previous low-level Xuanzong.
The old man's legs trembled unconsciously. He looked at Ye Yang in fear, recalling the mysterious power floating between Ye Yang's fingers, and suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. How could this kid have the golden mysterious power?
, could it be the dead Emperor Xuan?
"Suffer death, despicable undead tribe!" As the low-level Xuanzong spoke, he swung his heavy fist and hit the old undead man.
Although his body is barely surviving, it is still not a problem to barely dodge a few moves.
While observing the fight between the two, Ye Yang moved his steps and returned to Zi Ning. However, just when Ye Yang came to Zi Ning and was about to squat down, he was surprised to see the coffin lids opening on their own.
Got it!
What happened? Ye Yang was shocked and stared at the huge coffins around him.
"Gudonggudong~"
The coffin lid was opened with a dull sound. Then a stream of demonic light seeped out from the opened coffin mouth. I thought it would be blood-colored demonic power, but I didn't expect it to be rich green. This green demonic glow slowly
It seeps out, like light clouds floating in the air, slowly and leisurely concentrating towards a certain place.
"Whoosh~"
Not long after, the green lights in the surrounding coffins also flew into the air, and then clusters flew towards the second half of the ancient tomb.
Seeing this scene, Ye Yang immediately looked towards where the seventh-order ferocious beast was. After observing carefully for a long time, he finally discovered that there was a deep recess in the tomb wall above the head of the seventh-order ferocious beast.
There was also a gap in the second half of the coffin lid, and green light also flew up, and the target was exactly that groove.
Ye Yang was stunned and lost his mind when he felt a burst of extreme restlessness coming from the copper ring between his fingers. Feeling this, Ye Yang immediately thought of the green crystal bead.
What's going on? Those green lights are indeed the same as the green lights emitted by the crystal beads. Could it be that the crystal beads were bred by the green lights in these coffins? Then why not take out the crystal beads and let them continue to absorb them?
"Save me..."
A weak cry for help reached Ye Yang's ears. The voice was so childish. Ye Yang's heart trembled. The weak cry for help made it difficult for Ye Yang to identify the person asking for help for a while.
"Help me..."
No! This is the crystal bead in the copper ring! Why, why is it still calling for help at this time? This green light is obviously a light with the same meaning as the crystal bead, and it should be beneficial and harmless, so why is it still asking for help from itself?
Ye Yang was puzzled. The crystal bead was clearly in his copper ring, so why was there a restlessness again? Could it be that the crystal bead was inextricably linked to the green light from the outside world?
What exactly is the green light? Ye Yang is also constantly guessing. Is this the source of the power of the orcs?
Those flying green lights continued to gather at the groove above the head of the seventh-level ferocious beast, gathering into a huge ball of energy. The seventh-level ferocious beast raised its head slightly, sighing with regret, and on the field
There was also a brief pause in the fighting.
"What is that?" the high-level Xuanyi asked.
Nanfeng looked blankly at the green light above and sighed: "That is the centuries of grievances accumulated by the dead of the beast race!"
"Hundred years of resentment?" High-level Xuanyi asked in confusion.
"Yes, the beast race cemetery has been following a custom for thousands of years. In an ancient tomb where strong beast race warriors are buried together, after a hundred years of changes, the grievances accumulated by the beast race dead for a hundred years will be released.
And thus gave birth to a son of the holy beast!"
The more he talked, the more confused he became. Even Ye Yang in the distance began to feel confused. The high-level Xuanyi asked the question instead of Ye Yang: "Son of the Holy Beast? What is it?"
"They will find a 10-year-old Zhiyin boy, use his blood to activate the crystallization of the resentment of the beast race, and then use the spirit of Zhiyin to store the resentment of the deceased. After a hundred days, it will be refined into a holy beast
Sons. When the sons of the Holy Beasts are born, they will immediately have powerful combat effectiveness and extraordinary talents. They are the hope of the high-level combat power of the Beast Clan, and will gradually reach the peak of the Beast Clan's strong men."
"In other words, the ancient tomb of a century-old ferocious beast can give birth to a son of a holy beast, and then give birth to a strong beast clan?"
"Yes, that's right. This is also the purpose of our trip. We must not let it succeed. Otherwise, if the son of the holy beast grows up, it will also be a huge threat to the human race!" Nanfeng said with a heavy expression.
"Despicable humans, even if your plot succeeds, I will definitely kill you here!"
The seventh-level old ferocious beast was furious, waving its thick arms, and struck towards the south wind.
...
"The son of the holy beast..." Ye Yang muttered softly.
The rage of the seventh-level old ferocious beast must be related to some mistakes made by the son of the holy beast, otherwise it would not say that the human race's conspiracy had succeeded. The green light gathered in the groove showed no sign of continuing to develop.
Maybe, something really went wrong!
The Yin boy's blood and the boy's spiritual consciousness are used to consolidate the spirit body of the son of the holy beast. The boy's heart and soul are used as the heart and soul of the son of the holy beast, and then all thoughts and consciousness of the boy are annihilated.
Let it completely degenerate into an orc zombie!
The information fed back from his mind made it difficult for Ye Yang to accept it for a while. For some reason, at critical moments, some news that shocked him would always come back to his mind. These things would make Ye Yang understand certain things better.
, I always feel like there is an ancient book recording certain things in my mind.
The green light that had gathered was large enough to shine, and the green light and shadow swayed in the originally dark tomb. The red light of the flames, mixed with green, looked even more weird.
So what exactly went wrong? Where did those green lights gather? Where is the son of the holy beast transformed from the Yin Boy? Those green lights are not just sealed in the grooves.
"Haha, old man, I don't seem to see any son of the holy beast. Has it been stolen by someone a long time ago?" Nanfeng looked at the seventh-level ferocious beast in front of him proudly. This old man should have been sealed here.
, so I can't move around, because my back has completely overlapped with the ancient tomb, and it has grown out of each other.
No matter what, in Ye Yang's eyes, Nanfeng has always been an upright person, and Nanfeng gave people the impression that he was also an upright person. His words were undoubtedly mocking the failure of the Orcs' conspiracy.
However, Ye Yang always felt that the beast clan's conspiracy was successful. As for the loss of the son of the holy beast, maybe they didn't think about it at all.
