God of Life and Death

"Okay, just for what you said to Fang Yue, my demon clan is willing to give you another 30 million low-grade spiritual stones!"

Yin Shuai spoke boldly and generously.

Thirty million low-grade spiritual stones are certainly nothing to Yin Shuai, but to a small Xiantian-level shaman cultivator like Fang Yue, it is definitely a huge sum of money.

"Thank you Yin Shuai!"

Don’t give up the spiritual stone you got for free.

Fang Yue also understood that Yin Shuai was accepting a favor from him.

If they didn't leave behind 50% of the inheritance of the Erding Great Witch Tomb, they might not even be able to drink the soup from this Erding level witch tomb.

Fang Yue kept his promise and raided 50% of the Erding Great Witch's tomb.

The remaining 50% of the Erding shaman tombs are left, and there are almost more than 200 of them.

These are pieces of fat meat, extremely delicious, but there are a pack of wolves around!

"My demon clan is still willing to pay three million low-grade spiritual stones to get a chance to enter the tomb forest."

Yin Shuai spoke again with a firm tone.

This time, the saint of Qingwei Sect hesitated.

The last time the demons were allowed to enter, it was because they didn't know that the demons had necromancy skills that could be inherited by the great witch.

If the quota is sold to the demons again this time, it will be a crime of treason.

It is tantamount to giving up the opportunity of the human race.

"It seems a little bad to do this..."

The voices of Qingwei Sect saints arguing with Yin Shuai became more and more distant to Fang Yue. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, chanting sutras silently, silently refining the many inheritances in his body.

Beside Fang Yue, Fairy Caiyun glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The people around him didn't dare to get close.

Although they were jealous of the inheritance and treasures Fang Yue had received, with Fairy Caiyun standing by his side, no one dared to move rashly.

Fang Yue refined the inheritances from the tombs of great witches one after another.

His foundation in witchcraft cultivation was so solid that it was beyond imagination.

He has practiced the two previous realms of shamanism hundreds of times, and each time he has a different understanding.

He has mastered all kinds of witchcraft methods that have disappeared in the long river of history.

While Fang Yue was settling, he suddenly sensed a faint spiritual wave coming from an unknown void.

This spiritual fluctuation was extremely weak, but it formed a calling voice, as if calling Fang Yue to go there.

Fang Yue opened his eyes, and a brilliant light appeared in his eyes.

When he looked in the direction where the mental fluctuation came from again, the mental fluctuation unexpectedly disappeared.

"That mental fluctuation gave me a familiar feeling inexplicably."

Fang Yue lowered his head and murmured to himself. He thought about it over and over again, but he couldn't figure out where this familiar feeling came from.

"You have reached the peak of Yiding's realm. If you don't break through, it will be difficult to make any progress no matter how much inherited strength you gain."

Fairy Caiyun stood next to Fang Yue, her beautiful eyes looking into the distance.

However, her spiritual voice transmission fell directly into Fang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

The words were clear, making Fang Yue feel emotional.

"Ok, I know!"

Fang Yue also replied through spiritual transmission.

He felt the witchcraft power in his body surge like the sea.

If we make a comparison, the witchcraft power in the body of an ordinary witch cultivator at the peak of Yiding is just a small ditch, while the witchcraft power in Fang Yue's body has reached the point where it is overflowing, like an endless ocean.

"Witchcraft is all about breaking through the realm naturally. It is not good to deliberately suppress the realm. It happens naturally and logically. That is the most ideal way to break through the realm."

Fairy Caiyun taught Fang Yue respectfully, and she passed on her understanding of witchcraft to Fang Yue in the form of thoughts.

Although, this is only a small part of the information.

But it was enough for Fang Yue!

The way of witchcraft is the way of nature. Only when human spirit, energy and spirit are condensed can witchcraft power be formed.

The essence of witchcraft is just a kind of currency, which can be used to trade with ghosts and gods in the underworld and borrow endless help.

As for the sacrifice, it is nothing more than transforming other powers into witchcraft to trade with gods and demons.

Witchcraft is to exchange witchcraft power for the help of various powerful rules in the world.

This is Fairy Caiyun’s understanding of witchcraft. Maybe it’s right, maybe it’s wrong, maybe there’s no right or wrong at all.

But this realization is extremely important to Fang Yue.

Because Fang Yue grasped an essence of witchcraft and let nature take its course.

Fang Yue no longer suppressed himself and naturally broke through.

The so-called barrier in front of the great realm is a joke to Fang Yue.

The same obstacle, in front of the ants, is an insurmountable mountain, but at the feet of Kunpeng, it is just a low hill that can be easily overcome.

The realm breakthrough is not spectacular, there is no catastrophe, no vision, and no opportunity for the deity to dominate the world.

Fang Yue broke through naturally, like eating and drinking, quietly.

However, at the moment of breakthrough, Fang Yue felt as if he was integrated with the world.

He is this world, and this world is him.

Flowers bloom silently, green grass grows, goshawks soar in the sky, and wild wolves pounce on rabbits.

Everything is so natural and harmonious, everything is in his mind.

The area enveloped by Fang Yue's spiritual thoughts suddenly increased tenfold.

This has nothing to do with the growth of Fang Yue's soul.

At the moment when he broke through, Fang Yue felt that he had a deeper understanding of spiritual substantivity.

This moment of realization represents a qualitative change tenfold in spiritual power.

The witch cauldron melted and was recast in an instant.

The black witch tripod turned into the color of white jade.

White jade is flawless, pure and clear.

The Wu Ding shrank and fell into Fang Yue's hand, the size was as desired.

This is a new magical power born after Wu Ding's spiritual transformation.

"help me!"

"help me!"

Along with the transformation of Fang Yue's mental power, the familiar call became clear.

It evolved into a faint voice, which turned out to be a message for help.

Fang Yue's expression changed slightly, and he finally understood the source of this familiar aura.

This is the soul brewed in the earth, so when it sends out mental fluctuations, he will feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Who is it? He's trapped here!"

Fang Yue stood up.

Only five of the Erding shaman tombs were opened in the half hour of his breath adjustment breakthrough.

Two of them were opened by Yuluozi, who seemed to be the true successor of this witch tomb. His chanting of scriptures resonated with his spirit in two witch tombs.

The remnant soul of the great witch in the tombstone floated out and became Yuluozi's protector.

There are also two shaman cultivators from two human races who resonated with each other and received inheritance.

The other one was forcibly conquered by the demons, but the methods used were not undead.

Facts have proved that there are no loopholes in the inheritance of witch tombs.

Those undead methods only summoned the remnant soul of the great witch. But they broke free of control in an instant and instantly killed the demon necromancers who were performing necromancy.

In the end, it was an inconspicuous member of the demon clan who was proficient in witchcraft and cultivation methods who received the inheritance from the tomb.

He relied on his profound understanding of witchcraft to gain the recognition of the Shaman Soul in the tomb.

Fang Yue woke up from sitting cross-legged, and all eyes fell on him.

The fact was a bit of a slap in the face. Even if Fang Yue left them a chance, they would not be able to accept it.

Fang Yue didn't pay attention to the emotions in those eyes. He just murmured to himself: "The deeper tomb is about to open!"

Fang Yue has refined the inheritance of hundreds of tombs, so he is particularly sensitive to changes in the tombs.

His voice was very soft, as if he was mumbling to himself.

However, as his voice fell.

People are all looking at the avatar of the deeper tomb of the tomb.

This tripod and the two tripods of the great shaman's tomb are actually peripheral. Their inheritance and wealth are like worthless food. It is a pity to throw them away if they are tasteless.

Only those who have reached the inheritance level of Sanding Great Witch or above can have something truly worth fighting for!

Some eyes fell on Fang Yue. At this time, Fang Yue chose to break through again. Could it be said that he was also interested in the inheritance of the Sanding Great Witch?

Many forces gathered together to compete for inheritance, but in the end, Fang Yue, a junior, took most of the opportunities away. This was really a slap in the face.

"Fang Yue's opportunity only ends here. It is impossible for him to crack the Tianwu Tomb at the Third Cauldron level with brute force. After all, he has only just entered the Second Cauldron shaman cultivator level. Even though he has the strength to fight beyond the level, There is still a long way to go before the level of Erding’s peak.”

A powerful person from the Qingwei Sect whispered to himself.

He denied the possibility of Fang Yue continuing to seize opportunities in the witch tomb in the future.

"Actually, Fang Yue has received a lot of inheritance. Although the level of this inheritance is not very high, there are some skills worth learning from. I think we can let him contribute and let several forces share it."

In the Qing Weijiao, an old slave with almost all his hair said sadly.

This old slave stands at the pinnacle of the Reincarnation Realm, and his cultivation is not ranked among the people present.

But compared with Fang Yue, his realm is unfathomable.

There was greed in his cloudy eyes.

"Fang Yue is one of the candidates for my disciple. Anyone who wants to touch him can pass me first."

Fairy Caiyun's expression was serious and her eyes were indifferent.

She refuted coldly, making the old slave shrink his neck.

"It's ridiculous. Fang Yue is the hero of our human race. He defeated the powerful enemies of the demon race and won face for our race. How can you have the desire to kill?"

A saint from the Qingwei Sect spoke up and scolded the old slave, but his tone was not very harsh.

Fang Yue understood that the old slave's words were probably not of his own will. He was trying to seduce hatred for himself.

Once he is killed, the Qingwei Sect can intervene, plunder his wealth and inheritance, and make it his own.

But because he is a human hero, he won a small victory in the fight against the demons.

Therefore, in order to avoid notoriety, they cannot be the first to go under the knife.

The old slave stirs up the desires in people's hearts, and then kills people with a borrowed knife.

These tricks are not clever, but they are often very effective.

"Such a scolding is neither light nor serious. I don't think it will have much effect. It's better to kill him as a warning to others!"

Fang Yue will not let the people of Qingweijiao get what they want. Since you dare to jump out and be arrogant, you must be prepared to pay the price.

"Junior, how dare you!"

The old slave roared angrily. In his eyes, Fang Yue was just an ant, while he was a giant elephant.

An ant that dares to challenge a giant elephant is simply eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard.

"Fang Yue's suggestion is good. Opening his mouth to cause trouble at this time is destroying the unity of the human race. His heart is to be punished and he needs to show off his head to the public."

Fairy Caiyun nodded slightly. She was also an old martial artist, so how could she not understand Qingweijiao's thoughts.

When her voice fell, the old slave immediately bled from all his orifices and died suddenly on the spot.

No one could see how the old slave died, but everyone knew that the old slave's death was closely related to Fairy Caiyun.

Fairy Caiyun can kill saints, and killing an old slave at the level of the Reincarnation is simply easier than crushing an ant.

She stood up for Fang Yue and immediately shocked a group of people.

The idea of ​​Qing Weijiao did not succeed. Although people were greedy in their hearts, they were also afraid of Fairy Caiyun.