Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Blood mist lingered, and the wind and sand were fierce.

Ling Feng's team expanded further.

With the Wild Spirit King leading the way, there were fewer troubles along the way.

Although those ninth- and tenth-level wild corpses could not pose any fatal threat to Ling Feng and his team, they would greatly delay their progress.

In the competition for the immortal and demon seeds, whoever can seize the initiative may not necessarily become the final winner, but he has won at the starting line.

Along the way, Ling Feng and his team asked Cyrus about all kinds of information about the "Wild God" and finally came to a conclusion.

Invincible!

"I have said it before, the Wild God is impossible to defeat. It is not too late to regret it now."

Cyrus led the way in front, with a reluctant look on his face, and turned back from time to time to persuade: "Let's deal with other Wild Spirit Kings. There are also many treasures hidden in those guys' caves."

It can be seen that there is no "kinship" between the wild corpses. If their strength allows, they will only devour each other and strengthen themselves.

It is not difficult to see that the God of Wilderness is indeed superior to ordinary corpses and is a higher level of life.

"You can't fight it with force, but you can outwit it."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, obviously he had his own ideas.

Hei Qi Yi Kuang turned his head to look at Ling Feng, and seeing the faint smile on Ling Feng's face, he couldn't help but ask: "Ling Zongsi, do you have a way to outwit it?"

"I guess so."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "As the saying goes, many hands make light work, and there are more than just a few of us who have entered the core area of ​​Shadow Island."

"You mean..."

Hei Qi Yi Kuang and the others' eyelids jumped slightly, and they seemed to have guessed Ling Feng's thoughts.

"Keep going, we still need to collect some useful information."

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows and didn't point it out directly.

Conversations between smart people never need to be too simple and straightforward.

…

“It’s in front…”

Cyrus pointed to a low valley in front, his voice trembling slightly, “That’s the underground palace of the God of Desolation, connected to the underground palaces of the three great God of Desolation messengers, in the deepest part of the underground palace.”

The essence of the desolate corpse is still a mummy.

Just like other zombies and corpse ghosts, they don’t like sunlight and prefer dark and humid places.

Therefore, the more powerful the desolate corpse is, the deeper its nest is.

Only those cannon fodder-level desolate corpses will wander on the ground all day long.

"Can you draw the specific routes inside the underground palace?" Ling Feng stared at Cyrus. Cyrus pondered for a moment and said with some difficulty: "This... the situation inside the underground palace is complicated, and I don't often have the opportunity to see the God of Wilderness. I'm afraid..." However, when he realized that Ling Feng's eyes became gradually cold, he nodded quickly, "I will try my best... I will do my best." "That's right." Ling Feng smiled and patted Cyrus on the shoulder, but Cyrus could only curse silently in his heart: This damn human is simply a devil and a tyrant! From a distance, Ling Feng and his companions hid in the dark, observing the entrance of the underground palace. Of course, they would not be stupid enough to rush into the dragon pond and find trouble with the God of Wilderness in person. This is undoubtedly a stupid behavior. Ling Feng's first step is to find out the route inside first, and then he will spread this news first, so that other geniuses who come to compete for the immortal demon seeds can also participate. Then, he would use these guys to create chaos and draw away the elites around the God of Wilderness. Only then would he have a chance to sneak into the base camp of the God of Wilderness and launch a sneak attack.

Since he could not fight head-on, a sneak attack was naturally the best way.

Of course, to attract more geniuses from other races, he would need to create a huge turmoil.

Leading out one of the God of Wilderness and killing him would undoubtedly be the most convincing action.

"Who is the weakest among the three God of Wilderness?"

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and asked in a deep voice.

"The weakest one..." Cyrus thought for a moment, then said: "It should be Renekton." "Oh?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If that's the case, Cyrus, then I'll trouble you to invite Renekton out to the sand dune thirty miles east of where we just passed. I want to give this wild god messenger a big gift." "Ah?" Cyrus was obviously stunned for a moment, "You...you are..." "I want to give him a coffin. He has been dead for so long, and it's time for him to sleep underground. Don't you think so?" "This..." Cyrus shuddered all over, "You want me to trick Renekton out? No, no, this is too dangerous, I...I will be killed! Didn't you promise not to let me take action? Why don't you keep your word? You even tricked the wild corpse!" "I just told you not to deal with the wild god. Besides, you only need to trick Renekton out, and you don't need to do anything, right?" Ling Feng shrugged, looking cunning. "I...I...I..."

Cyrus was so angry and scared that he couldn't say a word.

"If you don't go, you will be killed now, and you will die miserably."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "If you go, there is a high probability that you will not die, and I will even leave you a part of the blood and flesh essence of the Wild God Envoy."

"I……"

Under Ling Feng's coercion and inducement, Cyrus finally chose to compromise.

"Okay, but just this once!"

Cyrus took a deep breath and cursed in his heart: I really believed in your evil deeds!

"Don't worry, it's just once, there won't be a next time."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, then pushed Cyrus gently, "Go quickly, go quickly, come back quickly, but don't be too petty, I can 'see' every move you make. It’s clear as day.”

He was not bluffing Cyrus, a ray of his divine thoughts still remained in Cyrus's spiritual sea.

Whenever Cyrus made any unusual move, Ling Feng would immediately destroy the source of Cyrus' soul.

Cyrus sighed softly, seeking skin from a tiger. He should have guessed this outcome.

Hey, I just hope my acting skills are good enough and I won’t be found out.

Cyrus walked towards the Aragami's underground palace with a tragic look on his face. It was indeed a bit tragic. The wind was rustling and the water was cold, and it had the tragic taste of a strong man who will never return once he is gone.

…

"Huh? Cyrus? What are you doing here?"

In a huge blood pool, a huge creature three meters away, covered with bone spurs, was soaking in the blood pool with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Creatures like desolate zombies are extremely thirsty for blood. Therefore, any creature active on the Shadow Island will be brutally killed by them.

And inside Shadow Island, these high-level desolate corpses will order their subordinates to collect the blood of various creatures and gather them into these blood pools.

Taking a bath in the blood pool is an extremely enjoyable thing for the corpse.

Of course, only those who have reached the level of the Wild Spirit King or above can enjoy this kind of enjoyment.

The blood pool in front of him was 100 meters in diameter, which was more than three times larger than Cyrus's blood pool.

Cyrus looked at the giant corpse soaking in the blood pool with envy. Oh no, we should talk about the messenger of panic, Renekton.

How great it would be if such a big blood pool was our own!

"Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you so stunned!"

Renekton's hideous and ugly face showed a hint of impatience, "Do you also want to be part of this blood pool?"

"No no no..."

Cyrus waved his hand quickly, took a deep breath and said, "Lord Renekton, I come here this time because I hope you can make the decision for me!"

"oh?"

Renekton's ugly face showed a trace of surprise, and he smiled sarcastically: "Why do you think I will help you? It's just a Wild Spirit King, what benefit can you give me?"

"My lord, please listen to me first."

Cyrus said hurriedly: "Actually, this time, my subordinates encountered some powerful outside creatures. They drove me out of the nest and took away all my treasures. Now I have nothing! "

As Cyrus spoke, he showed an extremely sad and angry look, "I hope you will make the decision for me, sir!"

"Hahaha!"

After hearing this, Renekton laughed loudly, "Trash, you are such a trash, you have disgraced the face of a high-level zombie!"

"Yes, yes, compared to you, my lord, my subordinates are just useless."

Cyrus said with a painful look on his face: "But those outside creatures are really too powerful. Their bloodline seems to be extremely rare. Among them are those from the Titan clan, the Void Soul clan, and even one. The blood energy in the body actually has a hint of the pressure of the ancestral dragon."

"Ancestral dragon bloodline?"

When the time came, Renekton's eyes widened, "Is this true?"

"How dare I deceive you, my lord!"

Cyrus said quickly: "You are the strongest among the three desolate gods. I would not dare to deceive you when I deceived the other two desolate deities!"

"Hmph, that's right." Renekton nodded proudly, obviously feeling very benefited from Cyrus' flattery.

"My subordinates know that the blood of these outside creatures is very precious, so they came to find you as soon as possible. In the eyes of my subordinates, you are wise and mighty. Among the three desolate gods, you are not only the strongest, but also the strongest." There is also a trace of Aragami-sama’s charm, and he will definitely be the closest thing to Aragami-sama in the future!”

"Well, that's good. I like you who love to tell the truth and are discerning!"

Renekton was immediately flattered by Cyrus's compliments, and he couldn't even remember his last name.

"This divine envoy will help you with this!"

Renekton jumped up and jumped out of the blood pool. He grinned and said, "Wherever those guys are, let me go and meet them!"

Renekton didn't decide to take action just because of Cyrus's flattery.

But, how tempting are these four words "Ancestral Dragon Bloodline"?

Even if it is just a trace of the ancestral dragon bloodline that is so thin that it cannot be thinner, it is still a great supplement to the desolate corpse.

This Cyrus is of low strength and has no blessings to endure. Naturally, only Lord Renekton is worthy of this kind of blood.

"Thank you, sir!"

Cyrus immediately knelt on the ground and thanked him profusely. At the same time, he was secretly proud that this guy had indeed taken the bait!

In fact, Renekton is not the weakest among the three desolate gods, but he once had a grudge against Cyrus.

This time, Cyrus actually hopes to use the help of Ling Feng and others to kill someone with a borrowed knife...

Um, borrow a knife to kill the corpse.

Of course, Ling Feng had already seen through everything, but he just didn't point him out.

Since the three desolate gods are equal, their strengths are certainly very different from each other.

Ling Feng deliberately made Cyrus think that he was taking advantage of the opportunity to avenge his personal vengeance and indirectly used them. In fact, it was just to make Cyrus work harder to deceive the Aragami Envoy out for him.

As for who is being deceived, it makes no difference to Ling Feng.

This time, Cyrus thought that Ling Feng was only on the first level, but in fact, Ling Feng was already standing in the atmosphere!

In an absolute sense, IQ suppression.