"The amount of source crystals needed to upgrade Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is probably an astronomical figure! Although I am worth a lot of money now, it is absolutely unaffordable to upgrade Ten Thousand Races Battlefield to Level 2!"
Fang Yue smiled bitterly, upgrading the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is not easy! Even for him, spending endless resources to upgrade a Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is not as good as seizing another Ten Thousand Races Battlefield and becoming the master of it! "This upgrade of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is successful.
Its owner can be rewarded with a baptism of the rules of the battlefield of all races! That kind of baptism is extremely rare and may help you break into the level of a saint! Practice all kinds of methods, and the deeper the foundation, the harder it is to break through! To put it bluntly,
In your current state, it is almost impossible to break through to the level of a saint! And this baptism of rules is just an opportunity for a breakthrough!"
Phantom Star once again throws out a huge temptation.
Becoming a saint has always been a huge hurdle for Fang Yue.
Once he takes that step, his life level will undergo a qualitative transformation! Before he reaches the level of the Great Saint Realm, he will be smooth sailing without any obstacles.
"Then besides you, does anyone else know about this battlefield promotion?"
Fang Yue looked at Little Green Snake Huanxing hesitantly.
Huanxing pondered for a moment and said: "It's hard to say for the younger generation, but if you are a strong person who survived from the ancient times, you should know this. Back then, there were actually people who were like you at the level of the leader.
Invincible, he regards a first-level battlefield as his home base, and will return to the battlefield of all races every time he takes action.
The strong men of all races were so angry that they finally joined forces to break the rules of the battlefield, and sent three strong men from the Void Fairy Realm inside to kill the man together! The battle that year was earth-shattering, and even attracted the attention of some Da Luo Jinxian
.
Therefore, the chances of the older generation of strong men knowing about this matter are still very high!”
Fang Yue nodded, already thinking about it.
Advancement in this battlefield must be put on the agenda, but the timing must be chosen right! "I once killed all sentient beings, but in the end I was trapped by love and was buried in this battlefield! I hope those who come after me can remember my lessons!"
Fang Yue walked between the battlefields of the Ten Thousand Races, with an indifferent look on his face.
The black gauze hanging down from a black hat covered his face! There were strands of lifeless energy floating around his body! Fang Yue restrained his aura. His cultivation realm was only at the level of the leader realm. This kind of
The cultivation level is too common on the battlefield of all races, there are definitely hundreds of millions of them, so it seems very inconspicuous.
I'm afraid no one can imagine that he can be so bold and have provoked one ethnic group after another, but he still dares to walk so unscrupulously in the gaps between the battlefields of all ethnic groups, without worrying about being intercepted or killed.
Fang Yue stopped in front of a high mountain.
There is a pavilion at the foot of a high mountain. There is a stone tablet on the pavilion. The writing on the stone tablet is scrawled, full of a sense of haste and helplessness.
This is a low grave mound, and there are still traces of death floating on the mound.
"You have been dead for who knows how many years. Do you still have this resentment?"
Fang Yue stopped and stared at the tomb. The death energy on the tomb sometimes condensed and turned into a helpless face.
Fang Yue originally wanted to visit the werewolf tribe in this high mountain.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The human race is now completely on the opposite side of the Black Demon Clan, the Goblin Clan, and the Wind Clan.
The werewolves are also a large clan, but they have been at odds with the goblins for generations and have been in constant war.
It would definitely be wishful thinking to rely solely on the human race to resist the joint siege of all races in the future.
Only by leveraging force and distracting the energy of all races can the pressure on the human race be relieved! In terms of attitude towards the human race, the werewolf race is a neutral group, impartial and has never shown any closeness or resistance to the human race.
Therefore, Fang Yuecai targeted the werewolf tribe as his first stop.
He doesn't need the werewolves to side with the humans. As long as the werewolves can continue to remain neutral and continue to wage war against the goblins and involve their energy, it will be good! However, unexpectedly, Fang Yue has not yet climbed the mountain.
It was on a pavilion at the foot of a high mountain that he saw such a strange tomb.
This tomb is so low that if you look at it from the outside, you won't notice the slightest difference.
However, Fang Yue is proficient in the power of the soul and the power of death. He opens his eyes and can see scenes that ordinary people cannot see.
"Young man, are you also here to pay homage to Master Lang Huan?"
An old werewolf appeared silently next to Fang Yue. His voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were cloudy, and there was a trace of twilight in his breath, as if he had reached the age of sunset.
"Old man, are you also here to pay homage?"
Fang Yue glanced at the old werewolf and immediately noticed how extraordinary this old man was.
He seemed to be in his twilight years, but his aura was still calm and did not escape at all. He was obviously an amazing master.
This old man is at least at the level of the true fairyland, and his cultivation and Taoism are even stronger than those of Hasen and others he met before! Fang Yue couldn't help but wake up, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this battlefield of thousands of races, and he ran to the werewolf
You can actually meet such a master in a pavilion at the foot of the mountain where the tribe is stationed! "I am indeed here to worship! This Master Lang Huan was a miraculous genius in our werewolf tribe back then. He has been practicing Taoism for eight hundred years.
At the level of the Great Sage, he has mastered the nine secret arts of our clan. He galloped across the battlefield of thousands of races. He once killed several true immortals with the qualifications of the Great Sage, leaving a great reputation for our werewolf clan! He was
, is known as the Little Wolf King among the werewolf tribe, and has the hope of becoming the emperor of our werewolf tribe, reaching the supreme realm, and even touching the threshold of the Tianzun realm! The strong men of the Daluo realm personally protect him, and there is no way
A strong man from the upper level also personally gave him a talisman to protect him. However, this poor man of Langhuan, who has unparalleled talent, was ultimately defeated by the word love. He was seduced by a female cultivator from the fox demon clan and fell in love.
Tribulation, and finally fell into a situation of no return!"
Two lines of muddy old tears flowed from the corners of the old man's eyes. He personally burned incense and placed it in front of Lang Huan's tomb.
"The Great Sage Realm can kill the true immortal. This is indeed a rare genius!"
Fang Yue murmured to himself, this Lang Huan's talent is astonishing, and looking at today's underworld, he should be a first-tier figure.
The fact that he was able to kill a true immortal at the leader level was just an isolated case, and there were countless coincidences involved in it.
And that Lang Huan can kill a true immortal at the level of the Great Saint has proven his talent and background.
Fang Yue also gave him three pillars of soul incense.
This soul incense is a treasure that Fang Yue refined according to the method in the "Soul Manual". It is refined by collecting hundreds of kinds of treasures based on soul liquid.
This thing has the effect of calming the soul, and has a very good effect on healing the injuries of the soul! Fang Yue offered the soul incense, firstly, as a sign of respect for the genius, and secondly, because he wanted to use some method to deal with the man next to him.
The old werewolf sold well! The old werewolf's cultivation level is astonishing. He must be a powerful figure in the werewolf clan. If his future negotiations can get the support of the old werewolf, it will definitely be a hundred times smoother! The old werewolf looked at Fang Yue's hand
Just like the scent of his soul, there was also a touch of unexplainable emotion in his eyes.
"This kid, you are serious!"
Although the old werewolf didn't know the origin and efficacy of the soul incense in Fang Yue's hands, he could understand the value of this soul incense with his many years of experience! "Giving treasures to heroes! This is what I should do!"
Fang Yue pretended to be generous and lit the incense of his soul.
The incense of the soul floated, and wisps of white smoke drifted towards the low grave mound.
The helpless face that was previously visible only to the celestial eye suddenly appeared in reality, and even the old werewolf could see it.
"This is Lord Langhuan!"
The old wolf was so excited that his palms trembled involuntarily.
Fang Yue sighed: "When a person dies, his lamp goes out, but his resentment never dissipates!"
"This soul fragrance makes his resentment strong and can temporarily manifest in the underworld. If this ray of resentment is strong, it may be able to turn into a resentful spirit and come back to life!"
"Resurrection of evil spirits?
!”
The old werewolf was even more excited.
"Is it really okay?"
The old werewolf's mind was churning. He had watched the Langhuan grow up step by step. He was a domestic slave of the Langhuan, but in the old werewolf's heart, the Langhuan was just like his heir. It was him.
The sustenance of the spirit and soul.
"Maybe! But when the resentful spirit is resurrected, will he still be the same person he was before?"
Fang Yue poured a basin of cold water on him, extinguishing the old werewolf's hope.
"Yes! Resurgence of resentment is no longer Lord Langhuan! Lord Langhuan, I miss you so much!"
The old slave wailed, his cries shook the sky, and the heavy rain poured down from the sky. It seemed that he was infected by his emotions and felt sad for the fall of Langhuan.
Fang Yue was shocked.
This old werewolf's cultivation realm may be beyond his imagination. His emotions can actually sense the way of heaven. This is definitely not the ability of a creature at the level of the true fairyland.
This old werewolf is at least a strong man in the Spiritual Fairy Realm, and he is even at a higher level than the Spiritual Fairy Realm.
"Uncle Huai!"
Langhuan's resentment manifested and condensed into a human form. He walked step by step in front of the old werewolf, stretched out his hand and caressed the old werewolf's face, as if he wanted to wipe away the tears on his face.
"The resentment solidified! Transformed into a human!"
Fang Yue was surprised again. Lang Huan's strength during his lifetime was probably beyond his imagination.
To solidify this resentment, it is necessary to raise the level of the soul to at least the level of a true fairyland. Anyway, his soul cannot qualitatively reach this level.
And this Lang Huan was only at the level of the Great Saint when he fell, which means that this Lord Lang Huan had extraordinary attainments in the soul! "Lang Huan! Lang Huan, you can still appear again. I can still do it in my lifetime."
See you again!"
The old werewolf cried and laughed sometimes, and his emotions fluctuated violently! "I fell, but now I am just manifesting myself with the power of this soul fragrance!"
Lang Huan was a little lonely, he was too willful back then.
The tribe had high hopes for him. If he hadn't been too willful, how could he have ended up like this! "You still have a trace of resentment. If I recast my body for you, there might not be hope of resurrection from the dead! I thought your
The consciousness in the resentment is broken, and there are only some incomplete memories, but I didn't expect that the completeness of your resentment is far beyond my imagination!"
Fang Yue looked at the old werewolf.
Seeing the old werewolf's relationship with Langhuan, he felt that he was worth a try.