Chapter 342 Soul Destroyer, Inheritance of the Prophet
"Are you guys okay?" Ye Feng turned around and asked the elders and disciples of the Piaomiao Sect.
"Master, we are fine."
Everyone came to their senses and quickly bowed and saluted.
"Follow me." Ye Feng nodded, flew towards the sinkhole, and looked down at the broken underground demon locking tower.
Among the ruins, the remains of a demon general can be vaguely seen.
"I have lived in Shuiyang City for almost half my life, and I never knew there was such a thing hidden under the city." Gong Qingqiu's heartbeat accelerated, and he felt a sense of danger.
If it weren't for today's battle, she wouldn't even know there was a Demon Locking Tower here.
"This Demon Locking Tower has a history of more than a thousand years, and is much older than the one in Biyue Villa." Ye Feng explained.
"No way?" Jia Yulan was surprised.
"But, this tower still looks very new!" Yan Ruyu also expressed doubts.
Mo Ying and Gong Qingqiu were silent.
Ye Feng pointed at the Demon Locking Tower that was crushed by the Roshan Monster's kick, and said: "This Demon Locking Tower is buried deep underground and never sees the light of day, so it looks very new, but in fact, it has a long history."
After saying that, Ye Feng fell down.
Everyone looked at each other and followed suit.
This tiankeng is more than a hundred meters in diameter, but several miles deep. As everyone falls under the tiankeng, they discover that there is a cold pool below, and there are underground caves on the walls that lead to the distance.
Among the collapsed ruins, the corpse of a huge monster beast could be vaguely seen, with a ferocious face.
On his body were several rusty iron ropes.
"rise!"
Ye Feng used the power of heroic spirits to raise the ruins, and then tried to restore them according to their structure. It soon became a tattered stone tower, standing in the sinkhole.
He took the lead to go inside to find out.
From the outside, the Demon Locking Tower has nine floors.
However, there is only one layer inside.
The tiger-like demon general was pierced in mid-air, and there were many corpses on the ground. It was unclear what they were used for.
The surface of the Demon Locking Tower is still engraved with strange formation patterns, which looks very special, but because the tower body was destroyed, the formations are gone.
"Collect useful things here, especially the formation patterns here. It's best to reproduce them."
Ye Feng confessed and continued to explore the sinkhole.
"Yes." Everyone nodded.
…
Dozens of miles underground.
In a black space.
Plop!
There was a heartbeat, and a wisp of black aura gradually revived, like a light black poisonous snake, looking up fearfully, as if its eyes could penetrate the thick rock layer and see Ye Feng.
"The power of killing!"
The black aura whispered, and there was a flash of fear in his eyes. It immediately turned into a mist and flew away deep underground.
It's incredibly fast and silent.
Even Ye Feng, who was exploring the Demon Locking Tower, didn't know that there was a special consciousness hidden dozens of miles underground.
The black consciousness keeps escaping.
Finally, it came to a deserted valley, popped its head out of the ground, and looked around.
In the valley, there is a thatched house.
A creature with a pig's head and human body walked out of the house, carrying a hoe on its shoulder, looked at the sky, and yawned.
"Oh, what a helpless life!"
Soul-catching real person Zhu Yongfu said with emotion.
Since he escaped last time, he has been hiding in this valley to practice, and now he has reached the stage where he can transform.
There was a "clang" sound.
Zhu Yongfu dropped the hoe on the ground.
He sat cross-legged under the only spiritual vortex in the valley, maintaining the practice movement of pointing his five hearts toward the sky, biting into pieces the blood spirit pill he had refined before, and his body was washed away by the majestic power of energy and blood.
Wow!
Qi and blood are like the sea, with surging waves.
Zhu Yongfu continued to absorb strength, and finally broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, and the pig head on his neck began to transform.
The mouth has become shorter, the ears have become smaller, and the bald head is covered with black hair. Finally, I am no longer bald!
"I, Zhu Yongfu, have finally turned into a human form."
He lay down by the lake and looked at the square face. He felt that the appearance was very rough and not good-looking at all, but it finally turned into a human form.
As for the hands and feet, they are all present.
However, Zhu Yongfu lives up to his name. Even though he has become a demon general, he is still very fat at the moment, with a big belly and is seriously overweight, weighing at least three hundred kilograms.
"I'm a little fat, but I'm still okay."
Zhu Yongfu touched his hair, giggled, raised his head, and saw a black mist around him.
"What the hell?"
Zhu Yongfu's eyes widened.
"Take your body!"
A cold voice sounded in the black mist, and then it hit Zhu Yongfu between the eyebrows and poured into it.
"Ah! No, this body has been taken away once, a grass, a kind of plant!"
Heiwu let out a sharp curse and began to collapse. His voice quickly fell, and his own memory was swallowed up by Zhu Yongfu, who looked confused.
"What the hell?"
Soul-catching real-person Zhu Yongfu is still confused until now, wondering what the black mist is doing.
"Hey, this is its memory... The foreign prophet, the Demon Locking Tower creates evil energy. The evil energy is a kind of curse power, which can be used by the prophet family to deduce all things..."
"Hiss! I actually killed a prophet."
"No, strictly speaking, I did not kill the prophet, because the prophet family cannot take the body that has been taken away, so they were forcibly wiped out by the laws of heaven and earth!"
"However, it deserved to take away my body."
Zhu Yongfu digested the memory left by the black aura, his face gradually became serious, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
The Black Breath is a member of the Outer Prophets.
A prophet is not a person, but a race!
This race is good at deducing all things and gaining insight into the past and future, but they need to refine the evil spirit into the power of the curse, and then sacrifice the power of the curse in order to use special spells to deduce what they want to know.
As for the evil spirit, you need to collect it by building a Demon Locking Tower!
Zhu Yongfu continued to digest this information, his eyes gradually became bright, and he chuckled:
"Now that I have the inheritance of the prophet, I can make simple deductions. In this case, I will first deduce things that can promote my cultivation but are not dangerous."
"Over time, I will be able to become a boss."
"Hey, Ye Feng, just wait for me!"
Zhu Yongfu touched his shiny forehead and glanced around. He caught a tiger that often killed people in this valley and tortured it constantly, forcing it to release a wisp of evil energy.
Then, Zhu Yongfu took this wisp of black evil spirit, crossed his legs under the whirlpool of spiritual energy, and carved on the flat stone slab.
This is the deduction formation in memory.
"The evil spirit acts as a guide to deduce all things and open up!"
Zhu Yongfu threw this wisp of evil energy into the formation, causing it to disintegrate into a gray mist, and then turned into a picture.
"This is a valley a hundred miles away. In three days, there will be a big battle there. Two low-level demon generals will almost die together. I will seize the opportunity to take action and reap the benefits!"
After watching the picture, Zhu Yongfu was ecstatic.
With these two low-level demon generals, he can refine a large amount of blood elixirs and deduce a new future through their evil spirits.
"Hehe, wonderful!"
Zhu Yongfu looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had foreseen the day when he would become a big boss, and made Ye Feng kneel in front of him, crying and calling him daddy.
Howl!
A strong wind blew.
Zhu Yongfu suddenly discovered that a dozen strands of his newly grown long black hair had fallen out, and his pupils could not help but shrink.
"Damn it, your hair will fall off due to deduction?"
"No!"
Pig Yongfu looked up to the sky and roared.
He finally understood why the prophets in his memory were all wearing cloaks and only showing one face.
Because, the other party has long lost his hair!
"I've become bald and stronger..."
Zhu Yongfu whispered in pain and happiness, wanting to cry but without tears.