God of Life and Death

Seeing the smile on Ximen Hanxue's face, things will definitely not be that simple this time.

This is not the first time he has dealt with the zombie tribe.

This tribe has always been strong and domineering, and they will never let go of the Fire Spirit Tribe so easily.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there will be monsters.

Fang Yue felt that Ximen Hanxue must be hiding some unknown backhand.

"Thank you, sir!"

The supreme-level elder of the Fire Spirit Tribe spurted out a mouthful of black blood. He knelt down to Ximen Hanxue with a pale face and kowtowed.

Being able to trade his own humiliation for the safety of the entire clan, he thought it was worth it.

"Walk!"

The elders of the Fire Spirit Clan left with the men and horses of the Fire Spirit Clan.

Someone from the Corpse Tribe stood in front of them, trying to stop the Fire Spirit Tribe.

"Step aside!"

Ximen Hanxue said domineeringly.

The people of the Corpse Tribe reluctantly let Ximen Hanxue leave.

Everyone from the Fire Spirit Clan left Afterglow City.

"Sir, just let these people go?"

A strong man from the Fire Spirit Tribe said unwillingly.

"Do they think they can really leave?"

A cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ximen Hanxue's mouth.

Just when everyone from the Fire Spirit Tribe left Yuhui City, a giant gluttonous beast suddenly appeared.

Taotie opened his mouth as big as the world.

"No!"

Someone in the Fire Spirit Tribe heard a cry of terror, but it was already too late.

Taotie opened his mouth and swallowed everyone in the Fire Spirit Clan without leaving a single bit behind.

Its huge body quickly shrunk, and then it flew into the sky and disappeared.

Ximen Hanxue showed a sad expression: "As you have seen, it's not that I don't protect the people of the Fire Spirit Clan, it's because they insisted on leaving that they suffered such a disaster! The frontier battlefield is extremely dangerous, even if the Fang family The people have left, but there are still some ferocious beasts out there. If you don't have enough ability to protect yourself, I advise you to act together with us. Otherwise, if you follow the footsteps of the Fire Spirit Tribe, then even if I want to take action, It’s too late to save the day.”

Ximen Hanxue's words were sincere.

But all the people present were feeling cold all over.

Where did the gluttony come from?

Why haven't they seen each other in this battlefield for so many years?

He is obviously the killer brought by the Corpse Human Race!

The Fire Spirit Tribe wanted to betray the Corpse Tribe, but in the end it led to the annihilation of the tribe.

The small tribe has no chance to negotiate terms with the zombie tribe.

Fang Yue was able to exterminate them.

The same goes for the zombie clan.

Ximen Hanxue is clearly trying to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

His gaze flashed across the faces of the leaders of the major ethnic groups present, like a knife, and it pierced the heart with a chill.

This is a warning.

no more chance!

Everyone bowed their heads, feeling sad in their hearts.

Over the years, they have fought for these big families through life and death, fighting endlessly with the Fang family. I don’t know how many strong men have fallen and how many geniuses have been destroyed.

In the end, he was treated as a slave. If he resisted even a little bit, his family would be destroyed, which was extremely miserable.

Fang Yue clicked his lips.

He didn't take it seriously.

This is right!

The zombie clan is much more ferocious than me.

How could they tolerate anyone daring to challenge their authority?

It is often his enemies who know their enemies, not their allies.

After a moment of dead silence.

The elder of the Qianye Clan suddenly knelt on the ground, staggered on his head, and shouted loudly: "We, the Qianye Clan, are willing to obey the Corpse People Clan, and we only ask for your protection!"

Ximen Hanxue said with a faint smile, using his palms to make the Qianye clan grow old.

"Wherever this is, everyone is an ally, so I should protect you!"

"Chen Qingyuan, you made a successful move this time and saved the strong men in the clan. You will be in command of the Qianye clan for the time being. Help open the emperor's tomb!"

In the last sentence, Ximen Hanxue was still appeasing the Qianye clan, and in the next sentence he rewarded the Qianye clan to Fang Yue and asked him to command the Qianye clan to open the cemetery. He clearly regarded all the people of this clan as Cannon fodder and chess pieces.

He clearly did not take the loyalty and mood of the Chiba clan into consideration.

The Chiba clan is just a weak clan.

What they are thinking in their hearts is not important to Ximen Hanxue.

This is the tragedy of the small tribe.

Fang Yue smiled and said: "I obey, my lord!"

He had just saved Su Changqing and obviously gained Ximen Hanxue's trust.

The ethnic group he possesses is also very important. If it were not the Corpse People but another ethnic group, I am afraid that no matter how outstanding he was, Ximen Hanxue would not value him.

Everyone understands that those who are not from our ethnic group will have different minds.

"There are actually two ways to open the emperor's tomb! One is to open it by Feng Shui, and the other is to open it by offering sacrifices!"

Fang Yue talked eloquently.

"There are actually great risks in using Feng Shui to open it. I'm not saying that the two Feng Shui masters present are not good enough. In fact, both seniors are the best in the field of Feng Shui on this frontier battlefield!"

Fang Yue complimented Luo Da and Su Changqing, and then said again.

"But no matter how good these two are, compared with the layout of Emperor Zun, they are still a little behind! Emperor Zun, a strong man, focuses on the overall situation. All we see are just hills and mountains. How can we compare with the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of a strong God Realm? "

Fang Yue's words made Ximen Hanxue and others nod.

yes!

No matter how good the Feng Shui masters they carefully trained are, how can they compare with the powerful ones at the Emperor Senior level?

"Then what do you think it should be?"

Ximen Hanxue asked.

"The method of sacrifice!"

Fang Yue said categorically.

"Since this imperial tomb is a tomb, it must contain the emperor's heroic spirit, so it should be no problem for future generations to offer sacrifices to their ancestors! When future generations offer sacrifices and ancestors appear, they will naturally bestow thousands of treasures! The second method has the least risk. The biggest gain. We can also use this method of sacrifice to find out the reality of this emperor’s tomb!”

As soon as Fang Yue said this.

Even Rhoda was amazed.

"It's amazing how talented he is. It's really wonderful! This Chen Qingyuan is definitely a genius. He was able to come up with such an unorthodox method."

"The method of sacrificial ritual may seem like a deviant approach, but in fact it can communicate with the emperor's heroic spirit, and maybe it can even be exchanged for various treasures!"

Rhoda clicked her tongue in admiration.

He has no position.

Although he was protected by the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, Fang Yue also agreed with Fang Yue's idea.

Fang Yue glanced at Roda.

Roda stood in the middle of three imperial tombs.

At a certain moment.

There was a slight trance in Fang Yue's eyes.

He seemed to see that Roda turned out to be a small tomb in the middle of the three imperial tombs, not a human being.

But when I looked at it again, there was nothing different about Roda.

Did I see it wrong, or is Roda's path too profound?

Fang Yue's thoughts changed, but he didn't express anything.

"There are some records about the emperor's tomb in Yuhui City. It is said that it is the emperor's tomb left behind by the ancestor of the Xingchen Clan who became the emperor. However, we don't even have a member of the Xingchen Clan here, so how can we pretend to be his descendants to offer sacrifices? "

Ximen Hanxue frowned slightly.

Although he felt that Fang Yue's method was reliable, it was difficult to implement.

"The Star Clan is not difficult to find. There are many of them in this underworld universe, and we don't have them in the Corpse People Clan. Aren't they in the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans?"

Fang Yue looked at Zhang Beixuan with a half-smile.

Zhang Beixuan felt a little frightened for a moment.

This Chen Qingyuan who suddenly jumped out is very ghostly.

He didn't seem to have any heel.

But he was generous and glorious as soon as he appeared, and now he has set his sights on their Alliance of Ten Thousand Races.

"Yes, there are indeed members of the Star Clan in our Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, but their bloodline is not outstanding..."

Zhang Beixuan refused.

Because he still doesn't know what kind of medicine this guy is selling in his gourd.

If inferred according to normal logic, if the Xingchen clan worships their ancestors and summons the heroic spirit of Emperor Zun, the heroic spirit of Emperor Zun will definitely protect their descendants and move towards the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans.

But Chen Qingyuan is from the corpse tribe.

How could he make wedding clothes for the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans?

At this moment, not only Zhang Beixuan couldn't figure it out, but even Ximen Hanxue didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Qingyuan's gourd.

"If you don't want to, then forget it!"

Fang Yue suddenly changed his mind and seemed to no longer insist on the method of sacrifice.

Everyone was silent.

No one dared to use sacrificial methods until they knew Fang Yue's true purpose.

They were worried that burning incense would attract ghosts.

If the Emperor's heroic spirit really appears, no one present will be able to subdue it.

Feng Shui is broken, although it is difficult.

Now it seems to be the safest method.

Luo Da and Su Changqing once again used Feng Shui to break the situation.

They go from dawn to dusk.

It took a full day, but there was no progress at all.

This emperor's tomb is like a rock that can be blown by wind and rain, but I won't move at all.

Late at night, the stars are shining brightly.

Ximen Hanxue and Zhang Beixuan were both a little anxious.

"Damn it, the Fang family has actually spread the word that there is a great treasure in the emperor's tomb, and other forces in the frontier battlefield have come to snatch it, especially the ancient clan. In the name of being exterminated by Fang Yue, they said We need to get compensation from this emperor’s tomb! All those idiots want a piece of the pie. If it weren’t for the strong men in my corpse clan, they would have already arrived!”

Ximen Hanxue was in an extremely bad mood.

They didn't know how much it cost to drive the Fang family away from Yuhui City. Unexpectedly, as soon as the Fang family left, someone wanted to pick peaches from behind.

If the opportunities in Yuhui City were taken away by those people at this time, wouldn't their efforts all these years have been in vain?

"Sir, I also know what you are thinking, but this is the Imperial Tomb after all. It will take some time for us to open it!"

Su Changqing was anxious.

He didn't expect that the Feng Shui pattern in the emperor's tomb was far better than he knew.

"how much longer?"

Ximen Hanxue asked.

"It can be short for a month, but long for a year!"

Su Changqing pondered for a moment and then said.

"That's too late!"

Ximen Hanxue shook his head.

"Our people can only stop the ancient clan for three more days! If this ancient tomb cannot be opened after three days, then our people will no longer be able to stop other powerful clans from entering Yuhui City!"

"In three days, you might as well consider Chen Qingyuan's method of summoning the Emperor's heroic spirit through sacrifice!"

Su Changqing said.

"Is this method reliable?"

“Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!”

Su Changqing felt helpless.

"In these three days, no one will be able to open the emperor's tomb. We can get as much benefit from this emperor's tomb as much as we want! Three days later, other powerful tribes will come, and there's no telling who will get the benefits here in the end. Woolen cloth."

Su Changqing's words fell.

It further strengthened Ximen Hanxue’s belief.

They worked so hard to drive away the Fang family. If they really couldn't get any benefits from the emperor's tomb, how could he be willing to do so?

"Pass Chen Qingyuan!" (End of this chapter)