God of Life and Death

"No, no, no! No need!" Murong Qianli's head shook like a wavy drum.

No wonder the will of heaven in the underworld and universe in this civilized era is so strong.

Not long ago, he just heard that a strong man from the zombie tribe with third-level mastermind power violated the rules of the underworld universe and searched for the soul of a supreme-level native. As a result, he was captured by the will of heaven in the underworld universe. Live and beat him to death, that guy's body and soul were refined, leaving nothing behind.

Now Murong Qianli seems to have found the real reason.

The underworld universe has found a good messenger for itself!

Tiantian's job is not to refine the power of calamity and conquer the calamity creatures to become his little brother.

Either that or refining the fragments of reincarnation.

According to this rhythm, the will of heaven in the underworld universe does not need to suppress the power of disaster, and there are still fragments of reincarnation at the entrance to the virtual world.

You must know that the will of heaven in the underworld universe is not weak.

It's just that most of its energy is consumed in maintaining the operation of the entire underworld universe and suppressing some messy seals.

Fang Yue, on the other hand, completely solved these hidden dangers.

Once the underworld universe is completely freed up, its potential will be unleashed infinitely. What is the Emperor?

Murong Qianli's eyes changed when he looked at Fang Yue.

He may really be able to become the person who changes the pattern of hundreds of millions of forces in the entire Chaos Territory, and even the future direction.

The will of heaven in the underworld did not choose the wrong person.

Perhaps, they are short-sighted.

"Fang Yue, I will also teach you the reincarnation technique related to the energy of reincarnation. I hope it can be carried forward in your hands!"

Murong Qianli said solemnly to Fang Yue.

This art of reincarnation may be more valuable in Fang Yue's hands than in his own!

"Thank you, senior!"

Fang Yue smiled happily.

Leave the art of reincarnation to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue's reincarnation boxing technique is more perfect.

This reincarnation technique is based on the energy of reincarnation and is more consistent with the reincarnation boxing technique.

Fang Yue performed the reincarnation boxing technique, and figures one after another appeared around him.

These figures were blurry, but they made Murong Qianli feel frightened.

"these are……"

When Murong Qianli saw these figures, he already had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure about this guess yet.

If it is true, the entire Chaos Territory will change!

"Yes, these people are the fallen beings in the long history. There are human races and all races. The reincarnation boxing method can reflect their past figures into the current era!"

Fang Yue introduced, and he spoke eloquently.

Murong Qianli was even more shocked.

Samsara Fist...is it so powerful?

If it is a masterpiece, Fang Yue alone is equivalent to the culmination of countless civilizations. Who can match it?

Who dares to compete!

Fang Yue saw the shocked expression on Murong Qianli's face, and he couldn't help but smile: "This is just the preliminary interpretation of my Samsara Boxing Technique, and there is still a long way to go before that step! What is summoned now is only their blurry figures, and it is not yet possible to summon them. They are summoned from the depths of history!”

After Fang Yue explained, Murong Qianli breathed a sigh of relief.

call.

This is what it turned out to be.

I'll just say it.

No one can be so powerful that with a set of punches, all the strong men who have passed away in the long history can be used by him. If such a strong man really appears in the human race, why should he be an undercover?

Follow Fang Yue and summon the existences of the past in the long history. Thousands of armies and horses trample them with iron hooves, annihilate all races and take the territory of chaos into their hands.

"However, this technique of reincarnation is quite useful to me. I can draw lessons from it. I can use the energy of reincarnation and the power of thunder to project the traces left by some peerless experts and reappear in the realm of chaos! Although their combat power is not as good as before, some magical powers do not require peerless combat power to support them!"

Fang Yue said again.

Murong Qianli's eyes widened: "You, you, you said you can summon those entities that have passed away in the long history?"

"Yes! Although it can be summoned, the stronger the opponent is, the greater the cost of summoning! For example, Ximen Hanxue I just killed!"

Fang Yue raised his hand.

Among the hundreds of millions of figures around him, a blur suddenly became clear.

Murong Qianli identified carefully and found that this figure was Ximen Hanxue who had been killed by Fang Yue before.

It's just that his eyes are dull and his cultivation is not as good as before. Now it seems that he is only at the level of the Supreme Realm.

"Ximen Hanxue, demonstrate your world-destroying sword skills!"

Fang Yue ordered Ximen Hanxue.

"yes!"

Ximen Hanxue held his hand emptyly, and bits and pieces of the original power around its body gathered together, gradually forming a silver sword.

The sword lights up.

Ximen Hanxue held the knife in both hands. He raised the knife in his hand above his head, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a wolf and a tiger.

"The first form of the World-Destroying Sword Technique—Destroy the World with a Sword!"

Ximen Hanxue roared angrily, the sword light slashed down, and the void tore apart, winding for thousands of miles.

The sharp sword energy made Murong Qianli's hair stand on end and goosebumps spread all over his body.

"This is actually possible!"

When Murong Qianli saw this scene, he was instantly convinced by what Fang Yue said before.

Fang Yue can indeed fish out the strong men who have passed away from the long river of history, and then train them to become his younger brothers.

next moment.

Ximen Hanxue's figure dispersed.

Fang Yue summoned Ximen Hanxue just to test his reincarnation boxing technique.

Therefore, the energy of reincarnation he injected into Ximen Hanxue's body was limited. The knife just now had exhausted all the energy of reincarnation in Ximen Hanxue's body, so. At the moment when the sword light fell, Ximen Hanxue also retreated with success and his body dissipated.

"My Samsara Fist has not yet reached the level of Xiaocheng, so it still has big flaws. For example, the sword strike just now is not as powerful as the one Ximen Hanxue showed during his lifetime. If we make a comparison, it is probably only Less than 80% of the total power of his sword skills during his lifetime, the other 20% actually depended on Ximen Hanxue's martial arts will, and his mind has not returned to a state of confusion, like a puppet in my hand. His sword skills are tangible and insignificant, unable to reach the peak state.”

Fang Yue's explanation left Murong Qianli at a loss as to what to say.

The scene just now was amazing and excellent, okay?

Is it tangible or spiritual?

Do you really want to summon Ximen Hanxue from the long river of history?

In that case, you will definitely be the first person to be killed by his broadsword!

Murong Qianli complained secretly in his heart.

"I've taught you the two techniques of reincarnation! The third one is left here. You shouldn't be able to get the burial soil! This stuff is a specialty of the Corpse Tribe, and every piece is like a precious lump. There are placed in the secret area of ​​the clan..."

Before Ximen Hanxue could finish speaking.

Fang Yue took out a piece of burial soil with a shy expression.

If you look at it from the outside, this is a lump of gray earth, but if you feel it carefully, this piece of earth is filled with an aura of change in life and death.

"This is... supreme level burial soil? Where did you get it from?!"

Murong Qianli's eyes widened.

This thing is definitely not something that Fang Yue can rob by killing people and buying goods, because all the zombie tribes will leave all the burial soil on their bodies in the tribe's secret land before setting off from the tribe, in order to let this person This kind of rare soil can be preserved, and the treasures of the clan will not be leaked due to the death of the zombie clan.

"This is the highest-level burial soil that I made by myself using the power of creation. In fact, the structure of the burial soil is not complicated. It just adds some death energy to the soil, and then breeds part of the eternal power..."

The extremely precious burial soil among the corpse people came into Fang Yue's mouth, and it was like dirt on the roadside, and he casually told the structure of it.

Murong Qianli was completely stunned on the spot.

Is this okay?

Analyzing the structure...the power of creation...shaping the burial soil by himself...If this is the case, what resources are there that Fang Yue cannot get.

"Um...what level of burial soil can you create? Can you get some for me?"

Murong Qianli's mind was tumbling, and at this moment, his entire body had been humbled into dust.

This is burial soil!

The treasure of the zombie tribe.

If this small piece taken out by Fang Yue is smashed, it will turn into powder, which can turn an area of ​​dozens of square meters into a legendary burial ground.

By burying a supreme-level corpse inside and using the art of reincarnation, you can transform into a strong warrior of the corpse race within a hundred years. The memory and cultivation of the previous life are condensed into a reincarnation mark, and their corpses are born. Lingzhi became a zombie, regained his life, and began to practice.

"What level of burial soil do you want? I can make burial soil at the Tianzun level, but the price is not small. It requires a large amount of chaos energy and one's own vitality. For burial soil at the Supreme level, I can make it as much as you want. How many."

At this moment, Fang Yue looked like a burial earth dealer.

Murong Qianli was speechless.

If the people of the Corpse Tribe knew that their valuable burial soil was being manufactured and sold at will, wouldn't their ancestors be allowed to jump out of the coffin board and strangle Fang Yue to death?

"Please give me such a big piece of Tianzun-level burial soil! I also want burial soil at the Supreme level. Can you give me three kilograms?"

Murong Qianli said tentatively.

"Of course, these burial soils are not what I want! Rather, I accidentally obtained the body of a powerful human race Heavenly Master who died in battle. He has made great contributions to the human race. He once served in the frontier battlefield. Having killed countless enemies, I felt that with his merits, if he died just like that, it would really be a shame for his achievements during his lifetime, so I wanted to use the burial soil to resurrect him again, so that he could once again continue to serve the human race. Go to war."

Murong Qianli explained.

He looked a little panicked, because he also felt that the two pieces of burial soil at the Tianzun level he wanted were a bit too much.

Among the corpse people, what kind of merit can get such a large piece of burial soil or two?

At least one must kill an enemy at the mastermind level and hand over his body intact.

Murong Qianli had just finished explaining.

Fang Yue made two pieces of Tianzun level burial soil and placed them in Murong Qianli's hands.

Then he used a snakeskin bag of supreme-level burial soil, at least twenty kilograms, and handed it to Murong Qianli.

Murong Qianli got these treasures.

His expression suddenly froze.

So easy?

So simple?

Murong Qianli suddenly felt that he wanted less...

Damn it, poverty limits my imagination.

He had a miserable life as an undercover agent among the zombie clan!