God of Life and Death

To be honest.

In fact, the other party's idea is correct.

It was indeed Fang Yue who deliberately set a trap to let these people get in.

Everything ahead is foreshadowing.

The real opening of the Emperor's Tomb is Fang Yue's ultimate move.

But Fang Yue's layout was so clever, how could it be seen through so easily.

"Whoever wants to kill you, please tell me clearly!"

The earth's veins shake, and heaven and man become one.

Fang Yue integrated the methods of Feng Shui Master and Tianxin Woxin into one, making it smoother and more natural with the help of the power of heaven and earth.

A huge slap fell.

It is the condensed energy of heaven and earth.

The slap fell.

The deity of the ancient tribe was directly slapped away.

He had already arranged the Feng Shui formation, and Fang Yue was the absolute master of the Feng Shui formation he had arranged.

If you want to kill him here, you need to use at least an eighth-level mastermind or above.

"Gu Yue, what do you want to do? Come back!"

Gu Junqing, the leader of the ancient tribe, scolded.

Gu Yue just made a move, but he saw it but didn't stop him.

Now it was discovered that Gu Yue was no match for Fang Yue, so she started to scold him, and was obviously suspected of being biased.

But Fang Yue didn't care.

Because all these people will die sooner or later.

What does he care about with a dead man?

Fang Yue said with a smile but not a smile: "The death of the strong men of your ancient clan was entirely because you did not see clearly what was going on in the emperor's tomb. The vicious soldiers are ruthless. Even if they are alone, they are not strong, but the most terrifying ones are these vicious soldiers. You can borrow each other's strength to form formations. In this case, when you face one evil weapon, you are facing all the evil soldiers.

The strong men of the ancient tribe probably lost their lives because of their carelessness. "

Fang Yue explained slowly.

"Then why when you faced the fierce soldiers before, did these fierce soldiers attack one by one instead of swarming you?"

Gu Yue was still dissatisfied. This time it was one of his uncles who died.

He has a very good relationship with this uncle, and Gu Yue's success is all due to this uncle's reminder.

This uncle is dead.

Gu Yue knew that he was no match for the fierce soldiers in the emperor's tomb, and with his identity and strength, he was not qualified to participate in the competition for the heroic soldiers, so he put all this debt on Fang Yue's head.

He is a typical bully and shy of the strong.

Fang Yue looked at Gu Yue with a half-smile.

"I didn't expect that the ancient tribes were all such idiots. These ferocious soldiers are all magical weapons at the peak of the Tianzun realm, and they are buried with the Emperor. Each one has its own arrogance. We chose to have a one-on-one fight with them. In a one-on-one fight, these fierce soldiers will naturally not choose to attack in groups, but if you choose to besiege the fierce soldiers, they will retaliate in kind!"

Fang Yue's words left Gu Yue speechless.

What this guy said seems to make some sense.

Others stopped after hearing Fang Yue's explanation.

It seems that surrendering the fierce soldiers is not that simple.

"You know this situation, then why didn't you tell me earlier? If you didn't report it before, you are the murderer of my uncle."

Gu Yue asked Fang Yue to accuse him.

He was still a little reluctant.

Fang Yue looked at Gu Yue with a half-smile.

"Then how do you want me to apologize?"

"My uncle has affected the fighting strength of the clan. You must give the two fierce weapons you just captured to our ancient clan to compensate for the loss of fighting strength. In addition, you must wear hemp and mourn for my uncle! Guard the tomb in front of your mausoleum for three years!”

Gu Yue relied on the Gu clan behind him, and he made extremely excessive demands on Fang Yue.

Fang Yue heard this.

His smile gradually faded.

Fang Yue looked at Ximen Hanxue and Murong Qiangu.

"Two seniors, it's not me who is causing trouble, but the Ancient Clan really doesn't take our Corpse Human Clan seriously!"

Fang Yue directly brought the conflict to the corpse tribe.

Gu Yue, Gu Yue, you are blackmailing me so unscrupulously, I agree, but will the corpse tribe behind me agree?

"Gu Junqing, is this his intention or your ancient clan's intention?"

Ximen Hanxue looked at Gu Junqing, his killing intent was undisguised.

Gu Junqing also frowned when he heard this.

Gu Yue's excessive request was indeed not his secret instruction.

The Corpse Tribe will definitely not agree to Gu Yue's unreasonable troubles.

If they were ordinary people, their ancient clan would be oppressive, but this Chen Qingyuan was from the Corpse Human Clan.

Moreover, he still has an extremely extraordinary status among the zombie clan.

His words have already been released. If he says that this is not the intention of the Ancient Clan, then it would be an embarrassment to the Ancient Clan.

Gu Junqing glared at Gu Yue fiercely.

It's this guy who makes it difficult for him to get off.

Think for a moment.

Gu Junqing said just now.

"Although what Gu Yue just said is a bit extreme, it is really abominable that Chen Qingyuan did not report what he knew before and watched a strong man from our ancient tribe die. He must be punished."

Gu Junqing's tone was a little softer. He wanted to give the Corpse Clan some steps forward by taking a step back, and at the same time, let the Ancient Clan save some face.

"So what do you want?"

Ximen Hanxue's tone was still full of coldness.

"How about asking Chen Qingyuan to hand over a weapon and destroy his cultivation in three minor realms?"

Gu Junqing said.

"What? You people from the ancient tribe trespassed and died, and now you want to blame all the sins on the genius of our zombie tribe. Not only do you want to snatch a handful of Tianzun level from him, but you also want to Abandon his three minor realms of cultivation. Do you, the ancient people, want to eat shit?"

Ximen Hanxue roared.

It's not that he doesn't want to step down for the Ancient Clan, it's just that these people have gone too far.

"Ximen Hanxue, be careful what you say!"

Murong Qianli scolded.

Chen Qingyuan has arrived again.

But the relationship between the Corpse Tribe and the Ancient Tribe is equally important.

In the realm of chaos, the two races are important allies. If they fall out because of Chen Qingyuan, it is not worth it!

"Does Lord Murong mean for me to bow my head to the ancient clan and admit my mistake?"

Fang Yue looked at Murong Qianli with a half-smile.

"In this case, you were indeed at fault. We worked together to defeat the evil soldiers. You knew that the evil soldiers could join forces but did not remind you. However, since you are the first offender, I will explain to you again and destroy you. How about forgetting the cultivation of the five small realms and contributing fierce soldiers? "

Murong Qianli said.

He seemed to be interceding for Fang Yue.

But the actual punishment is even harsher.

Chen Qingyuan was only at the fourth level of the Supreme Realm. If he abolished the fifth level of cultivation, he would directly fall to the level of the Immortal King.

The fall within the realm and the fall across the realm are two completely different concepts!

The former is actually not a big problem.

If your cultivation level falls, you will consume some resources and supplies, and you will be able to cultivate back soon.

The latter is extremely troublesome. A drop in the realm is likely to cause cracks in the practitioner's cultivation realm. If he wants to restore the realm in the future, it will be ten times, a hundred times, or even more difficult than the first time he practiced. It is possible that you will never be able to return to your original state.

Practitioners, no matter how proficient they are in heretics, they are still external forces.

The state of cultivation is the foundation.

Murong Qianli wanted to use this incident to destroy him!

"Murong Qianli, please be merciful!"

Ximen Hanxue said.

There was a trace of anxiety on his face.

The imperial tombs have not all been opened yet.

Chen Qingyuan is one of his relies on.

If Chen Qingyuan makes any mistake, he will no longer have an advantage when opening the Emperor's Tomb in the future.

"Is this what Master Murong meant?"

Fang Yue still didn't panic.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

He had repeatedly slapped Murong Qianli in the face. As a descendant of the Corpse King lineage, Ximen Hanxue would be really weird if he didn't fight back.

But Fang Yue didn't expect that Murong Qianli's counterattack would be so fierce, and he actually wanted to use the ancient clan's hand to defeat him.

"Ximen Hanxue, I know you cherish your talents, but you must have some rules! As Chen Qingyuan said, say half of it and keep the other half. The first person to rush up just now was a person from the ancient tribe. What if it were you and me?"

Murong Qianli scolded.

"this……"

Ximen Hanxue also had nothing to say.

After all, this matter involves not only the ancient clan, but also all the Tianzun who rushed to the emperor's tomb.

Do not punish Chen Qingyuan.

It hurts the hearts of all the deities.

Ximen Hanxue stopped talking, and Fang Yue instantly understood what these people meant.

"Alas, the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooked, the birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden! It has only been like this for a long time, why should I serve ungrateful people like you?"

Fang Yue put his hands behind his back and said sadly.

"Chen Qingyuan, are you disobeying me?"

Murong Qianli's murderous intent was as pressing as Mount Tai.

But at this time, Su Changqing walked in front of Fang Yue and blocked Murong Qianli's strong murderous intention for him.

After all, Su Changqing is now Fang Yue's follower.

Even if he knew there was something wrong with this so-called "Chen Qingyuan".

With the contract in hand, Su Changqing cannot resist.

"What? Chen Qingyuan, Su Changqing, are you preparing to rebel?"

Murong Qianli's eyes suddenly became sharp, as sharp as a knife.

"There's no need to accuse me of anything! I've worked hard for the Corpse Tribe, but you accuse me of unfounded charges. How can you convince me?"

Fang Yue said slowly.

His voice was sonorous and powerful.

"What is rebellion? I, Chen Qingyuan, only want to protect myself!"

Fang Yue's voice fell.

His figure disappeared.

Also disappearing was Su Changqing.

"Seal the void and don't let Chen Qingyuan escape!"

Only after Fang Yue's figure disappeared completely did Murong Qianli react!

He had an angry look on his face.

He didn't expect that Chen Qingyuan would dare to disobey orders, disappear in public, and slap him in the face.

"Murong Qianli, you acted arbitrarily and forced Chen Qingyuan away. If the subsequent emperor's tomb cannot be opened, I will report you to the tribe!"

Ximen Hanxue saw Fang Yue disappear.

He panicked instantly.

"Blocking the void, are you locking the ground? I am a Feng Shui master, specializing in yin and yang, creating creation, moving mountains and rivers, and bringing together rivers and seas. This world is mine. Anyone who wants to block my footsteps in my territory will do it. Do you think Who are you?"

Fang Yue did not leave.

His voice came from all directions.

This good show finally took place.

He is the one who kicks off the destruction!

"Chen Qingyuan, you will be punished obediently. There is still a place for you in this zombie clan. If you persist in your stubbornness, don't blame me for expelling you from the corpse clan!"

Murong Qianli roared.

"Really? Remove me from the corpse clan? Then we have to see if you, the corpse king, have this ability!"

Fang Yue's voice echoed faintly, full of defiance and disdain.

"No, the body of my ancient Celestial Lord has disappeared!"

Gu Junqing was the first to react. The body of the Ancient Heavenly Lord, who had just been split in half by force, evaporated and disappeared inexplicably! (End of chapter)