"Since you are willing to trade, it seems better to directly trade how you get over the cliff!"
There was a little disdain in Jet's eyes.
To be honest, the moment they appeared, they had already seen the warriors on the opposite side of the forge and Qin Feng emerging from the void.
It’s just that the warriors of the Nether Race believe that they belong to different races. How could the human race hand over their own way of overcoming the cliff?
Now it seems that they obviously overestimated these human races.
"We were able to cross the cliff because of the forbidden weapon in our hands. Now, we have no way to pass the forbidden weapon over. We can only use secret techniques to form a void bridge to allow you to pass!"
Nan Jing quickly explained.
"Okay! As long as you tell me the secret technique of building a bridge, I will allow you to each obtain an inherited item in the inheritance place.
As for your lives, now I, Jeter, will tell you that anyone who wants to deal with you must be my enemy!"
Jet's eyes were very sharp, passing over the bodies of the surrounding Hades.
Those Nether Clan warriors who were swept away lowered their heads one after another.
Seeing such a scene, the faces of Nan Jing and others who were still a little nervous suddenly relaxed.
Then they talked about how to build bridges.
All the Nether Clan warriors around were stunned.
Sacrifice your soul?
For a time, many of the Nether Clan took a few steps back involuntarily.
This method was beyond Jet's expectation.
However, in the ancient mythological era, the place where human race's powerful power was inherited, the mystery that may exist is like a graceful girl wearing a gauze, the gesture of refusing to welcome, seems to be teasing his soul.
No matter what, there was only one thought in his mind, that is, he had to get over the cliff.
Even if it means destroying many warriors from the Nether Tribe, so what?
He is a descendant of the upper royal family, and ordinary warriors of the Nether Clan are actually their slaves. It is their supreme honor to let them sacrifice their lives to contribute to the rise of our royal family.
Then, an obvious coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Now, we need to sacrifice the souls of some strong men of the underworld. Everyone only needs to sacrifice the ordinary souls, that's it.
In other words, as long as you can catch a Nether Tribe, you don't have to sacrifice your soul.
In order to prevent unnecessary killings, as long as a Nether warrior captures a slave, he is not allowed to be attacked again.
If anyone violates my agreement, I will kill him!
Start now, the hunting of the underworld begins!"
To be honest, when Jet looked at them, they already felt a bad thought.
When Jet's words fell, many warriors were instantly petrified as if struck by lightning.
escape?
This is a world, and the world is limited. How can you avoid being chased by a warrior from the third level of immortality?
A dead Taoist friend will not die as a poor Taoist!
This is definitely a very practical sentence in any world.
Many warriors have already taken action instantly.
In a hurry, many Nether Clan warriors were captured on the spot.
Some people even looked at the so-called acquaintance of life and death beside them with disbelief.
But they can't change anything.
In the blink of an eye, countless warriors from the Nether Tribe have been captured.
"Okay! The current number of people should be able to meet the spiritual power needed to construct the bridge."
In fact, through Jet's understanding of this secret technique of building bridges, coupled with the fact that the number of Hades is really large.
He discovered that in fact, everyone only needs to consume up to 30% of their soul to build a bridge.
The reason why he chose to tell 50% was simply to make many warriors of the Nether Clan disorganize themselves in order to survive.
In the end, the power of the soul was enough, and the hatred between the remaining warriors who had started fighting had been laid.
There will be no scene where all the Nether tribesmen unite and become hostile to him.
"From now on, the entire secret realm has become my home court! All powerful inheritances will become my possessions."
Various thoughts flashed through Jet's mind.
Then many warriors from the Nether Tribe carried the captured prisoners and walked to Jet's side.
"Everyone lines up in two rows, and each takes three breaths to kill a row of prisoners. Start now."
As soon as Jet finished speaking, three powerful men from the Nether Clan had already been killed.
Jett muttered words, as if he was reciting ancient scriptures.
Paths of spiritual power spread out from the bodies of the slain Nether Tribe warriors, and began to vibrate along with the mysterious fluctuations produced by the ancient scriptures.
An illusory spiritual bridge appeared between the cliffs.
Jett walked away first and went up.
The underworld tribesmen carrying prisoners followed closely behind.
Kill kill kill!
Killing all the way, their footsteps soon appeared in the center of the cliff.
"Everyone, if you see the figure in the void, it means that he has obtained the ultimate inheritance of the first level. So even in the middle of the cliff, he can always keep his figure motionless.
The person next to him is even more weird. He is just the most ordinary person. His realm is only the realm of yin and yang, but he can still remain motionless.
This is the mystery of the masked man. The reason why he is standing in the void now is because he has a conspiracy.
As long as he succeeds, he will be able to control the three thousand weak waters underground. You should also know how terrifying the three thousand weak waters are!"
Nan Jing likes to control people's hearts.
He knew that these Nether Clan warriors were afraid of the Three Thousand Weak Waters, so he said that Qin Feng might be able to control the Three Thousand Weak Waters.
Even Jeter sensed that there might be a conspiracy.
Adhering to the idea that I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.
His eyes held a stern coldness: "In order to avoid future troubles, you'd better die!"
Almost at the same time, the Hades behind him started killing again.
The spiritual power generated this time was not added to the bridge.
Instead, he headed towards Qin Feng who was practicing.
Only by forming a bridge between the two can the attack be prevented from being affected by tens of thousands of times the gravity.
Almost at the same time, a divine light burst out from the golden seal between his eyebrows, which merged with a little thought to form a terrifying divine spear, which was suppressed towards Qin Feng.
Then, without even looking at Qin Feng, he headed towards the opposite side to build a bridge.
The divine spear flew across the sky. When Qin Feng reached a critical stage in his cultivation, he was naturally unable to use his thoughts to stop it.
The body seemed to have lost its direction and instantly fell downwards.
Naturally, Ningjin is no exception.
Watching these two figures fall down so easily.
The three people in Nanjing breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and their spirits and spirits were also relieved of their sluggish state.
"It's good to die! It's good to die!"
The Tianfeng Sect elder kept repeating this sentence.
The sword sect elder looked at his broken arm again, with an expression of indescribable relief.