After thanking Zhao Qianjun for his concern, Ye Fei's eyes fell on the tombkeeper again. He knew that in order to deal with the wizard, the tombkeeper and the Six Paths Sacred Sect had joined forces to arrange everything.
"You don't have to do anything. As long as you walk into the desert normally, the wizard will sense your breath and cast a spell on you. You don't have to resist and let him cast the spell. But you must not expose it. You already know his spell in advance.
The truth is, you just have to find a way to get his information, and then leave the rest to us!" A strong self-confidence emerged from the tombkeeper.
This confidence made Ye Fei secretly wonder what a mere Martial Saint's tombkeeper could do in this Martial Emperor-level battle.
But he didn't ask any more questions. In this battle, he only had one role, that is, as a chess piece, a chess piece to lure the wizard into being fooled. As long as he did this well, that was all.
"Senior Brother Zhao, senior, I'm going. If anything happens to me, help me take care of my sister and the Ye family!"
Although he had the skin of a great witch on his body, Ye Fei was still a little worried. He explained everything he thought he should explain, and then he plucked up the courage to walk into the desert ahead.
This time he still rode a sand boat.
The huge desert warship took him slowly and steadily towards the direction of the emperor's tomb. Along the way, he could not see any people, whether they were sand bandits or treasure hunters who entered the desert to dig for stones.
Even the most common sandworms seem to have disappeared, and the desert is deathly quiet. This quietness carries an extremely depressing atmosphere.
Ye Fei secretly became a little nervous.
At this time, a cold voice came from his ears: "You are finally here."
"Who are you?"
Ye Fei was startled. He remembered that not long after entering the desert, a cold voice suddenly came to his ears.
What's even weirder is that while he was talking, he subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment, and was shocked to find that this was no longer a desert, but a dark and deep strange space.
If he hadn't known about the wizard's weird methods in advance, this scene alone would be enough to scare people half to death. Then Ye Fei immediately looked at the beast mark space, but saw nothing at the shoulder position, not even grass.
Dragon turtle.
He was stunned for a moment, his gaze suddenly passed through his body again, and his consciousness drifted out of the dark space. In front of him, a vast dry and hot desert reappeared.
In the desert, a huge sand boat moved forward aimlessly. In front of the sand boat, stood a young man wearing a black purple and gold robe.
"That's my body. My body was left on the sand boat, and my consciousness was pulled into that weird space by the wizard without anyone noticing?"
Ye Fei's scalp was numb. He didn't know what impact this separation of consciousness and body would have, but his subconscious told him that he must go back as soon as possible.
His consciousness began to drift downwards, wanting to return to the sand boat, but before his eyes, the desert suddenly disappeared, and the sand boat disappeared.
Faintly, before he landed in the sand boat, he heard the snoring sound of his body in deep sleep.
"I actually fell asleep while standing on the sand boat?" Ye Fei felt a little unbelievable. He no longer panicked this time, but looked at the dark void and asked cautiously: "Who are you? What kind of evil is this?"
Technique?"
"Wicked magic? What a foolish person you are. If you weren't a person abandoned by God, just because of your insult to witchcraft, I would definitely turn you into the ugliest corpse puppet!"
The dark space gradually became brighter, and only then did Ye Fei see that in the endless depths, there was a figure sitting cross-legged there. Half of his body had decayed, exuding a rotten aura, and the other half was
The body, but exudes a faint silver light.
The light became brighter and brighter. When I looked carefully, I realized that the silver color was not light, but the original color of the figure.
"A person with silver skin?" Ye Fei pretended not to know, with a hint of confusion on his face, "Your voice is so familiar..."
"Let me see the light of day again, and grant you eternal glory!" The tone of the silver figure became ancient and majestic, like a chant in a sacrifice.
Ye Fei's expression suddenly flashed with a strong "shock", looking at the half-broken silver figure: "It's you, you are the figure inside the stone door of the Emperor's Tomb, how did you come out? Also, what is
Witchcraft?”
Feeling Ye Fei's heartfelt shock, the silver figure smiled with satisfaction. His tone was arrogant and fanatical: "Witchcraft is the most powerful force in the world. It surpasses gods, demons, and magic. Naturally
It also surpasses your human race’s martial arts!”
"For example, what I am using now is the Da Meng Ru Dharma in witchcraft. Once it is done, as long as I remember your breath, I can pull you into my dream at any time, and even kill people in the dream!"
In order to deepen Ye Fei's impression of the power of witchcraft, the silver figure spread out his hand again, and in his hand appeared a seed.
"The way of witchcraft is respected! Witchcraft can change everything. For example, this seed, my witchcraft, can make it grow quickly without any nutrients."
The seed in the silver palm trembled slightly, without any nourishment of spiritual energy. The seed had quickly taken root, sprouted, bloomed, and produced fruit.
It wasn't over yet, the silver figure's palm swiped, and a strange symbol quickly appeared on the blooming flower.
In Ye Fei's eyes, the most ordinary flower actually grew a bloody mouth and turned from an ordinary flower into a ferocious man-eating flower.
"This is the power of witchcraft! We wizards are the strongest creators between heaven and earth. Witches are omnipotent and immortal. Heaven and earth live the same life, and the sun and moon shine together! This is witchcraft, and it is also the highest state of our wizards.
."
The silver figure closed his hands, and the piranha flower turned into an ordinary flower and grass, and finally into the most ordinary seed, as if the scene just now was an illusion.
But Ye Fei clearly sensed that it was definitely not a simple hallucination. In addition to being shocked by witchcraft, the only thing left in his heart was curiosity about witchcraft.
However, in order to get more information from the wizard, he still deliberately sneered disdainfully: "Everyone can brag, but your method is very weird. You can force me into your dream, since this is your dream."
, it’s not up to you to decide what you want to create.”
"You still don't understand! That's right. You are just the most inconspicuous ant among the human race. You are not qualified to know the power of witches and the greatness of witchcraft!" The silver figure shook his head. He stopped talking.
It became dark again.
On the sand boat, Ye Fei's standing body suddenly stumbled, and he woke up from his sleep. He could feel his body again. But before he could think carefully about everything just now.
Suddenly, his body became extremely tired again. It seemed that there was an invisible force that deprived him of his energy and made him drowsy again. He actually stood on the sand boat and fell asleep again.