Deep under the sea, endless light bursts out, rendering it into a paradise.
"This is?"
Looking at the interior of the bronze coffin through the pure light, Zhang Lingyuan's expression suddenly changed.
Inside the bronze coffin, a bird with a wingspan of hundreds of meters, covered in golden feathers, its wings pierced by iron chains, and its feet bound by iron chains, was tied up inside. Its flesh and blood were shriveled, as if it had been boiled dry by something.
Has been dead for a long time.
But even so, he still has a lingering and powerful aura that makes people dare not look directly at him.
There is a small jade coffin under the Pengniao, and a strange oil lamp is placed on the top of the jade coffin, burning with a blue flame.
"It turns out that this is the so-called demon oil. The longevity essence that refines one's own demons is transferred to one's own body. This secret method of the ancestor is really weird, but it is a pity that the ancestor still failed."
Feeling the dying breath of death, the thoughts in Zhang Lingyuan's heart kept turning. At this moment, he was very sure that both his ancestor Zhang Tianze and his monster, Cross-sea Jinpeng, were already dead.
"According to the information passed down by the family, the ancestor's cross-sea golden roc has the blood of the golden-winged roc, and is a powerful monster with superior bones. If I can get the monster egg left behind, I may really have hope to achieve success.
The superior Yin God may even peek into the realm of the Yang God Taoist."
Looking at the translucent jade coffin, Zhang Lingyuan stirred up huge waves in his heart.
In addition to Zhang Tianze's body, there are several funerary objects in this jade coffin. Compared with the things outside, these are the real treasures, including a millstone the size of a millstone, lingering with golden light, which naturally has a
An egg that smells like a superior.
After receiving the inheritance information of the Zhang family, Zhang Lingyuan knew clearly that it was the egg of the Golden Roc across the sea, and if it could be hatched, the monster born would most likely be of the highest quality.
As for the two monsters that Zhang Lingyuan originally possessed, the one with the best quality was only a medium-level one. This monster could help him reach the middle level of Yin God, which was basically the limit. If he wanted to break through to the upper level of Yin God,
The possibility of God is extremely slim.
The qualities of monsters with medium-level bones are actually different. Most monsters with medium-level bones can actually become low-level great monsters at most, with cultivation levels of less than three thousand years. Only a small number of them have the potential to become mid-level great monsters.
As for those who become high-level demons, only a handful of them.
But monsters with superior roots are different. As long as they have enough resources and grow smoothly, almost all such monsters can become high-level monsters.
"Ancestor, unworthy descendants will definitely revitalize the Zhang family."
Unable to control himself, Zhang Lingyuan moved the monster under his feet and entered the interior of the bronze coffin.
Stinging, the traces of electric light flashed, and when I came to the inside of the bronze coffin, I felt the residual aura of the Cross-Sea Golden Roc. The manta ray demon with four thousand years of cultivation seemed a little restless. In its heyday, the Cross-Sea Golden Roc had nine thousand years of cultivation.
In terms of cultivation, it is the greatest demon among the great demons. Coupled with racial suppression, the manta ray demon is nothing compared to it.
Zhang Lingyuan no longer cared about this after appeasing him for a moment. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the jade coffin.
"Ancestor, please forgive me for my offense."
He bowed again and saluted, his eyes filled with anticipation. According to the secret method passed down by his family, Zhang Lingyuan began to open the coffin.
Buzz, the bright light became dim. Under the baptism of Zhang Lingyuan's secret method, the rippling power of the jade coffin began to dissipate, and it was no longer as dangerous as before.
"I'm offended, ancestor."
When everything calmed down and Zhang Lingyuan couldn't restrain his inner excitement, he slowly pushed open the jade coffin, and at this moment, the sky darkened.
Huh, the dark wind came suddenly and swayed several times. The oil lamp on the jade coffin suddenly went out. The excitement on his face solidified. Zhang Lingyuan's body froze there, and the manta ray demon was imprisoned by an invisible force.
It was impossible to break free for a while.
His hands and feet were cold, he slowly raised his head, met the pair of golden eyes, and felt the coldness in them. Uncontrollable panic surged out of Zhang Lingyuan's eyes. Cross-sea Jinpeng, who had been dead for some time, quietly opened his eyes. The splendid golden feathers decayed and turned into ink-black, with a ghostly aura lingering around him. At this time, the cross-sea Jinpeng completely changed his appearance.
"Ghost···Thing···"
Seeing the cross-sea Jinpeng like this, Zhang Lingyuan suddenly understood something.
This cross-sea golden roc had long been transformed into a ghost for some reason, but it had been imprisoned by the law left by Zhang Tianze and could not break free. It was not until he opened the jade coffin and completely destroyed the law that he broke free.
After understanding this, Zhang Lingyuan regretted it greatly, but it was a pity that at this time, he had fallen into the trap set by the cross-sea Jinpeng, and he did not even have the ability to struggle.
After transforming into a ghost, the cross-sea Jinpeng's strength has temporarily declined and is no longer at its peak, but judging from its aura, it still has six thousand years of cultivation and is simply not something he can fight against. p>
If he hadn't fallen into a trap, he might have been able to struggle with the two monsters, but now it was completely impossible.
He lowered his head slowly, looked at Zhang Lingyuan, and felt the familiar blood aura on his body. The anger that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time burst out, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in the golden eyes of the cross-sea Jinpeng.
Wow, the golden roc across the sea pecked it, like a watermelon, Zhang Lingyuan's head exploded directly, but at this moment, strange fluctuations occurred, Zhang Lingyuan's Yin Shen suddenly left the scope of the bronze coffin and appeared directly in the outside world
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"Damn."
The Yin Shen escaped from the body and escaped by chance. The panic in his heart was indescribable. Without even daring to turn his head, Zhang Lingyuan flew towards the sea with all his strength.
Seeing such a scene, a humanized and playful look flashed in the golden eyes of Cross Sea Jinpeng.
Instead of rushing to chase the escaped prey and letting him run for a while, Jinpeng across the sea set his sights on the jade coffin.
Protected by the formation, although Zhang Tianze has been dead for hundreds of years, Zhang Tianze's body is still not decayed. His face is rosy, just like a living person, but there is no fluctuation in the breath of life.
After transforming from a monster to a ghost, there are many gaps in the memory of Jinpeng across the sea, but the hatred for Zhang Tianze has been engraved in its bones, and it cannot be forgotten even if it wants to be forgotten. It is precisely because of this unforgettable hatred
, it will transform from a golden roc across the sea to a ghost roc in accordance with the weather, in order to eat its flesh and chew its bones.
When his life was approaching, Zhang Tianze fell into madness and wanted to extend his life by refining demon oil, but two conditions needed to be met in order to use this secret method.
First, the monster must be a monster refined by the cultivator himself, and has a close connection with the cultivator. Second, during the process of refining, the monster must endure extreme pain, so that the monster's longevity can be squeezed out like oil.
, transferred to the immortal cultivator, the more pain the monster endures, the better the effect.
In order to extend his longevity, at the last moment of his life, Zhang Tianze used a secret method to put himself into a state of suspended animation, and then used the forbidden method to torture Jinpeng across the sea for a hundred years. Unfortunately, the secret method was no match for Tianshu, and he still failed.
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And in this process, hatred gave birth to obsession, and the remaining soul never disappeared. Finally, when the sky changed, the golden roc across the sea turned into a ghost.