Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Bai with burning eyes, "Can you beat the zombie king general?"
"Who is the general?"
Xiaobai asked back, it seemed that he had never heard of this zombie king when he was born.
Rising star?
It was suspicious in its heart and added: "If it is an ordinary, lowest zombie king, I can solve it."
"I don't know about this either." Lin Ye shook his head in embarrassment. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Yang Fusheng curling his lips, and Wanxiang Tianyin grabbed him from the air and sucked him in.
"Lin Ye, what are you doing? Put me down!" Yang Fusheng struggled for a while.
"Ask you something."
Lin Ye smiled and said: "Isn't your eldest brother a mortal enemy of the general? Then you should know its strength."
"What's your memory? Didn't I tell you that? My eldest brother is similar to old man Ziyang. Old man Ziyang is a true king, two levels above the ninth level. The generals have the blessing of divine blood. He is similar to my eldest brother. He has explosive trump cards, and he also has the true king level.
Combat strength."
Speaking of this, Yang Fusheng glanced sideways at Xiao Bai, "Although Xiao Baibai's fighting ability is very strong, and he has half a foot in the Golden Core Realm, he is still far behind the generals. If you are not afraid of death, you can lead
It goes to hell to cause trouble for the generals."
"The Zombie King in the True King Realm should not be an unknown person, but he once had the fate of the protagonist?" Ziyang interjected.
"Of course, my eldest brother and the generals were both the protagonists of the world they once belonged to!" Yang Fusheng said with pride on his face.
"It's not you, why are you so proud?" Xiaobai snorted, obviously expressing his dissatisfaction. It's very strong, okay?
"I was considered half back then..." Yang Fusheng bared his teeth.
"You're just an anemic zombie king. I can beat the shit out of you." Xiaobai said disdainfully.
"You!" Yang Fu was furious.
"Okay, let's go and play."
Lin Ye casually sent Yang Fusheng away. He already knew the information he wanted, and if he was allowed to stay any longer, he might have a fight with Xiaobai.
"Get rid of the grinding mill and kill the donkey..." Yang Fusheng muttered, and ran dejectedly to see Balala Energy.
"What about True Lord Ziyang? You are so strong, how much strength can you exert now?" Lin Ye turned his eyes to Ziyang and said expectantly.
"I may disappoint the headmaster. I am just the guardian spirit of the ruins now. Within the ruins, I can exert my true strength, but outside the ruins, even in the underground world and hell, my strength will decline significantly. Don't
When it comes to killing the Zombie King, even Xiaobai, I can't beat him..." Ziyang said with a bitter smile.
"Is the gap so big?" Lin Ye raised his eyebrows, somewhat confused by what they said.
In his opinion, although combat effectiveness will be affected by environmental factors, it is not that exaggerated.
It almost jumped out of two gears.
"It's not big, it's very big." True Lord Ziyang sighed quietly, "If I were in my heyday, I could resist more than a dozen or even dozens of people of the same level. The top level beasts of True Lord I control would be no less than twenty.
, It’s a pity that since the end of the final battle, it has all been consumed.”
"Even my physical body was destroyed. My Nascent Soul withered and almost died. Finally, with the help of the last leader, I gave up my human destiny and bound my spirit body to the core of the ruins. From then on, I became a guardian.
The spirit can survive forever and protect this place."
"So, my so-called true king's cultivation is just a virtual chart now. Unless the headmaster can guide the enemy into the ruins, maybe I can fight them."
"Forget it, I feel like you guys are all unreliable." Lin Ye shook his head, secretly surprised in his heart.
He didn't expect the general to be so powerful.
And through conversations with Xiaobai and others, he roughly analyzed the combat power level after the ninth level.
Take the system of cultivating immortals.
Above the ninth level are the True Lord Jindan, the True Lord Yuanying, and the Lord Transformation God...
The strength of the Zombie King is somewhat uneven.
The most rubbish, malnourished Zombie King is considered the top of the ninth level;
Ordinary-Advanced Zombie King probably has the combat power of Jin Dan Zhenren.
Special types of zombie kings, such as generals, have divine blood. Their combat effectiveness will be determined based on the amount of divine blood.
In short, he starts out as the True King, and the more powerful one may be the Reverend Transformation God, or even surpasses the Transformation God.
"By the way, do you know what divine blood is? Is it the real blood of God?" Lin Ye asked again.
Everyone has been mentioning the divine blood, and hearing the name, they all feel that it has a special 13 levels.
He vaguely remembered that when he angered the general, the system reminded him that the general had consumed a small amount of divine blood, which made his corpse wave more difficult.
Coupled with the fact that Zhenjun Ziyang and the others hierarchized the Zombie King, he was very interested in the word divine blood.
"The so-called divine blood is actually the blood of powerful people from the god-cultivating civilization. The blood of such powerful people has its own charm. Some can bestow great power on the descendants, some can strengthen magical powers, and some can derive all kinds of strange powers.
....”
"In short, it can be used as an excellent auxiliary treasure to improve combat effectiveness."
"According to ancient legends, in the zombie civilization, the zombie god who was once the strongest was an extremely powerful master of the god-cultivation system during his lifetime. After his death, his god's body mutated and turned into a zombie. From then on, he became independent from the three realms and six paths.
Outside, it forms a series of its own.”
"This person's identity is mysterious. People only know that he calls himself the Zombie God. He established the Zombie Temple and the Zombie God Dynasty in hell. He takes zombies as his subjects and practices Shinto. He is one of the Ten Pillar Gods of Hell. Now that the Lord of Hell is not here, in the early stage
All matters of the human race, big and small, are handled by this zombie god."
"The Dynasty of the Zombie God..." Lin Ye bared his teeth, this Zombie God has great ambitions.
He glanced at Yang Fusheng out of the corner of his eye. This little guy seemed to be very lucky. He had actually been to the Zombie Temple and got the only contract to return to humanity.
But no matter what the process is, this girl has a very strict tone. She won't say anything no matter how much she asks. Asking is the rule and punishment from heaven.
"Headmaster, what do you mean, do you want to go to hell in the near future?" Xiaobai raised his head and asked.
"Not yet. If you go there, you will die. But there is something interesting about the underground world." Lin Ye nodded.
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But now that Xiaobai has the ninth-level top-notch combat power, going to hell is dangerous, so going to the underground world will be no problem.
After all, after understanding the horror of hell, he felt it was necessary to promote trade with various underground tribes as soon as possible and speed up the development of the territory.
Otherwise, just by opening treasure chests, the development speed will still be too slow and he will not be able to meet his desired requirements.
"Headmaster, if possible, I hope you can help Lao Zi collect some of the materials for transforming into a loose immortal in the underground world, especially the carrying objects. Once Lao Zi can successfully transform into a cultivator, his combat power will be restored to its original state.
, even more powerful than before." Xiaobai said quickly.
"You can't use it. The carrying object is too noble. It's not cost-effective for me, an old loser who has been dead for who knows how many years, to be resurrected with a carrying object." Zhenjun Ziyang shook his head one after another.
"Carrying objects?" Lin Ye raised his eyebrows.
"Headmaster, don't listen to the nonsense. The carrying objects are extremely precious. Each one is a priceless treasure. Whenever it appears, it will definitely cause a bloody storm. The water in the underground world may not be as deep as hell, but it is not less generous."
Zhenjun Ziyang first glared at Xiao Bai fiercely, then turned around and continued: "If you insist on going down, I suggest that it is best to get a substitute puppet and go down as a puppet."
"Otherwise, those who have sinister hearts and can become major wealthy families in the underground world would theoretically be treacherous people back then."
"They talk verbally about preserving the green hills and retaining the human race to inherit the incense, but in fact they were the first to abandon the human race."
"Now, after countless years of evolution, some races may have evolved other bloodlines, and they have long ceased to be human."
"So, unless they are underground people who are die-hardly loyal to their leader, the older the underground races are, the more they need to be vigilant and must not be credulous."
"I understand this." Lin Ye nodded, people's minds are fickle.
This is why he would rather spend a huge price to have die-hard loyalists turn against his relatives than recruit high-level warriors.
As for what Xiaobai said, he secretly remembered it in his heart.
Although he still wanted to ask again, judging from Zhenjun Ziyang's attitude, there was probably no chance.
I can only put this matter aside for the time being and wait until I have the strength to inquire again.
Speaking of the stand-in puppet, Yang Fusheng on the side chuckled and said, "Lin Ye, if you promise to download a few T videos for me, I will tell you where to get the stand-in puppet."
"How dare you negotiate terms? I think you don't want the tablet anymore." Lin Ye looked over with a threatening look.
"you!!"
Yang Fusheng was so frightened that he quickly hid behind him. His little face turned red and he said, "Why are you so cool? I can't watch a few of your videos in vain. That stand-in puppet is a rare treasure of merit, and its value can be ranked in the early stage."
Top ten of all treasures."
"I promise, as long as you give it to me, I will tell you immediately."
"Okay, okay, tell me quickly." Lin Ye said impatiently.
"That's pretty much it." Hearing this, Yang Fusheng immediately became happy and said, "The ruins map that my elder brother and I snatched from the generals last time contained the ruins of the Puppet Demon Sect."
"The second ruins map?" Lin Ye said with a smile on his face.
I really want everything.
Now there is Xiao Bai as a super thug. He can get a substitute puppet and go to the underground world. He can do it.
When the time comes, maybe even Hell will be able to hang out there.
He immediately took out the ruins map he got from Yang Tianyou to confirm.
This map is an authentic one, not a fake hand-drawn by Song Express. His spiritual consciousness fell on the map.
Sure enough, I found a small print on it.
"Puppet Demon Sect!"
"I didn't expect that the headmaster would have such amazing luck. I'm really happy and congratulated." Ziyang complimented with shock on his face.
Those who say great luck in their hearts!
He majored in the secret art of mechanical beasts, and minored in destiny and luck, and he has achieved considerable achievements in the field of luck.
Over countless years, he has seen countless peerless geniuses.
But without exception, absolutely no one can have such terrible luck in the early stage of arrival.
It can affect real luck, how terrible this is.
At this moment, there was a fluctuation not far away.
"kindness?"
Lin Ye's eyes showed surprise, "Let's go over there!"