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Yang Qingshan finally came out of retreat, but as soon as he came out, he found that the army of more than 10 million undead was silent, and only a few main forces were still alive. Everyone was thrown into an arena, and they even had a few words with Tang Feng, and then they understood What happened in the end, Yang Qingshan finally walked to the cage where the high priest was locked.
The high priest became thick-skinned the more he looked at it. It was hard to imagine that the hunchbacked old man was also an old fox like Tianyue old man. It is probably because of this that Shennong recognized his talent and locked him in this mausoleum. One of the funeral objects.
"Hey, how could it be like this." Yang Qingshan said sadly, shaking his head for a while: "I can't open this cage."
"Can't open it?" The high priest was in a hurry, his gloomy and pretentious appearance completely disappeared, revealing the prototype, and said with a bitter face: "After half an hour, it will be a scuffle for 108 places. I am imprisoned like this." In the cage, there is only one dead end, master, my future god, I know the secret of becoming a god"
"Okay, I can open this cage, but it will take time. This time is definitely more than half an hour, at least an hour to open it. I didn't expect there to be a master of formation restraint here, and it is far more than me. "Yang Qingshan shook his head and said.
"This cage is not on this floor, it's from the eighth floor. It is rumored that the boss on the eighth floor is the second-generation head of the Wuwu Sect during the Conferred God War. The guardian who entered the entrance of the ninth floor was an eighth-level immortal, but the formation restriction was the best in the world. A ninth-level immortal was trapped by the prohibition formation after three moves in front of him. I heard that he and The boss on this floor is a friend for many years, and he made this cage." The high priest said, looking at Yang Qingshan, he found that Yang Qingshan completely ignored him, and the high priest was completely desperate.
"Although the time can't catch up, I still have a way to help you out." Yang Qingshan woke up, and while adding his own formation restraint on the cage, he asked: "How do you know? You know the boss on the eighth floor? It is the second-generation head of the Nihility Sect you mentioned."
"I know each other, we met once." The high priest said.
"How did you meet the boss on the eighth floor on this floor?" Yang Qingshan said in disbelief.
"The seventh and eighth floors are good neighbors. There is no defense in the passage. I travel every hundred years."
"Your sister, don't tell me earlier, let's go, go to the eighth floor to find the second-generation master of nothingness." Yang Qingshan said, shrinking the processed cage into a small cage that can be held in the palm of your hand. Like a little grasshopper, the high priest was a little at a loss, not knowing what Yang Qingshan was going to do, he was afraid when he didn't know what to do, and felt like he had misjudged someone again.
"Yang Qingshan, stop making trouble. The half-hour preparation time is coming to an end. Look at the hundreds of thousands of people outside. They are all our enemies. It's time to use your formation strength. You don't want to kill them all. But I hope I can save my life." Hong Yan said seriously, she really couldn't bear to see Yang Qingshan chatting and laughing.
"Got it." Yang Qingshan said with a frown.
"Master, is your formation very powerful? Can you block hundreds of thousands of immortals?" The high priest smiled in the cage.
"It's average, and the Gate of Nothingness is third." Yang Qingshan said pretending to be modest.
"Third? Are you also from the Gate of Nothingness?" The high priest asked suspiciously, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Let's go to the eighth floor."
"Of course we're going, everyone is our own, maybe the eighth floor doesn't need to fight and kill strange things." Yang Qingshan smiled confidently, and began to prepare a large-scale formation. A few minutes is enough to complete a good big formation, and when the big formation is fully prepared, the sky of the arena suddenly brightened, and an inexplicable terrifying aura fell, everyone held their breath and hid in the Yang Qingshan big formation inside.
Outside the arena, hundreds of thousands of people are waiting for this moment. Even if they cannot leave here for the rest of their lives, they still need to have a good life, and the only way to have a good life is to own a territory, and after having a territory, there will be Once you have the fountain of life, you will be able to live longer every year after you have the spring water, and you may be able to leave here while you are alive. Therefore, although these hundreds of thousands of people range from first-level primordial immortals to seventh-level primordial immortals, entering here is a melee.
When the light curtain in the sky of the arena disappeared, hundreds of thousands of people flew into the arena like locusts, and the light curtain appeared again in the sky, only when there were only 108 people left in the arena , the prohibition of the arena will be opened again, and one will become the master of one territory.
"It's started." The high priest in the cage said: "I participate here every thousand years, and I can win every time with the strength of a ninth-level primordial immortal, but I can't do it this year, I'm old, reallyIt's gone. "
"Not necessarily. Now this cage is a fairy artifact with good opinions. Of course, it is not a real fairy artifact, but the power of the formation on it. High Priest, go out and get rid of outsiders." Yang Qingshan laughed and threw Looking at the cage, the high priest inside the cage was holding on to the railing of the cage, screaming and being thrown out of the formation by Yang Qingshan, and rolled into the crowd outside, and then the cage grew bigger in a ball of intense light.
At the beginning, the hundreds of thousands of people who entered the arena didn't take Hongyan and Yang Qingshan seriously, and didn't bother to talk to these outsiders. They were just a few dozen people playing tricks, so hundreds of thousands of local funeral objects were distributed. Killing each other like crazy, tens of thousands of people died in a few minutes, and when the cage that locked the high priest fell to the ground and became bigger, everyone saw the cage that was like hob meat, and there was no human figure in the cage. high priest.
"It's the high priest. Kill him. This is a traitor. He has lived and drank here for millions of years relying on the ninth-level primordial immortal. This is not his place at all. He should be on the ninth floor."
"Yes, yes, this guy is not as good as a beast, kill him."
"Why is this happening?"
The great priest hated his strength as a ninth-level primordial immortal, but he hated Yang Qingshan who threw him out even more. Now, even though the cage was strengthened by Yang Qingshan to the power of a heaven-defying fairy weapon, it was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people. Attacking at the same time, the shock was not a little bit, almost an instant, and the sturdy cage was destroyed.
"Let's open the cage, come back quickly."
Yang Qingshan who was in the big formation chuckled, and stretched out a hand. Yang Qingshan, who was already a seventh-level Yuanxian, just stretched out his hand and grabbed the high priest who had escaped from the siege. With one hand, he grabbed back into the big formation.
"Level eight?" Hong Yan was taken aback.
"Well, it's beyond your expectation." Yang Qingshan smiled.
"I am also in the eighth grade." Of course Hong Yan said without giving up.
"That's the ninth level of your primordial immortal cultivation. After you're revived, you just wait for your strength to recover. I'm different. I've been practicing as fast as I can." Yang Qingshan smiled proudly.
"According to the speed of your practice, you should be able to enter the ninth level when you reach the coffin, which is enough to save your life." Hong Yan said calmly.
"Thank you Fairy for your appreciation." Yang Qingshan said with both hands together.
"What happened to these two people?" Some family elders who had been following behind to make soy sauce were puzzled.
"Who knows?" Everyone shook their heads and said, "There must be a problem."
Because Yang Qingshan's formation was unexpectedly strong, hundreds of thousands of people outside attacked for a long time but failed to destroy it, so everyone immediately turned their heads and entered the process of killing each other again. Large pieces of flesh and blood were cut and flew out, and it rained on the After entering the big formation, after half an hour, Yang Qingshan's big formation turned into a bloody lump of dirt, very terrifying and penetrating.
No one in the big formation felt the slightest fluctuation because the big formation was submerged in flesh and blood. Everyone loved to wait for the moment when the big formation was broken, or the total number of people outside and the number of people in the big formation was one hundred and eight. In this way, everyone can go out, but unfortunately, everyone waited for a while, except that the sound outside became smaller and smaller, but there was nothing to wait for.
Yang Qingshan has been sitting cross-legged all the time. During this retreat, he finally cracked the secret of fusion power. The most direct fusion is the fusion in the life crystal, merging all his life power and immortal power together, As a result, he was promoted to two levels in a row, which was only a hundred years of cultivation. At the level of Yuanxian, such a super fast growth even surprised Yang Qingshan himself.
Yang Qingshan chose to fully integrate the power of life and immortal power, in addition to the life crystal, another reason is that he almost has the ability to heal completely. Even if he has no body, as long as there is a soul, Yang Qingshan can recover. Qingshan's ability to be undead is already against the sky.
"Hurry up, the power of life and the power of immortality are fused, so let's fuse other powers."
While meditating, Yang Qingshan tried to fuse the power of death, but as soon as he fused, he was hit by two completely opposite forces and almost vomited blood. If it weren't for his super self-healing ability now, Yang Qingshan would probably lie on the ground and be laughed at After stabilizing his injuries, Yang Qingshan stood up.
"What's the matter? Don't practice anymore?" Hong Yan had been observing Yang Qingshan silently. Seeing Yang Qingshan's face suddenly changed, she quickly adjusted and stood up, asking calmly.
"Don't practice anymore, a big guy is coming." Yang Qingshan said, when he raised his hand, the formation seemed to bloom, and the flesh and blood covered his body fell at the same time, revealing the sparse battle sounds outside, and a bloody smell poured in Come on, a few family elders who have been pampered all the year round suddenly held their noses and couldn't bear it anymore.
And in this disgusting bloody smell, there is also a more terrifying power, a power of undead, this power of undead reminds Yang Qingshan of the god of death, but it is a little different from the god of death, just wondering At that time, the formation had been fully opened, and everyone outside fell silent. They knelt on the ground at the same time, not daring to raise their heads, but they didn't say a word, as if they were kneeling on the ground controlled by the power of the mountain gate.
"It's the master of the undead, a clone of the god of death." The little skull appeared on Yang Qingshan's shoulder: "Master, I framed this guy to refine the puppet for you at that time. He holds half of the god of death's magic formula." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com)It's over.
And in this disgusting bloody smell, there is also a more terrifying power, a power of undead, this power of undead reminds Yang Qingshan of the god of death, but it is a little different from the god of death, just wondering At that time, the formation had been fully opened, and everyone outside fell silent. They knelt on the ground at the same time, not daring to raise their heads, but they didn't say a word, as if they were kneeling on the ground controlled by the power of the mountain gate.
"It's the Lord of the Undead, a clone of the God of Death." The little skull appeared on Yang Qingshan's shoulder: "Master, I framed this guy to refine your puppet for you. He holds half of the God of Death's magic formula." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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