God of Life and Death

I originally thought that we would never see each other again in this life, but I didn’t expect that we would meet again today.

"As long as this Lei Cheng is strong enough! I'm worried that he is too weak and can't even break the first layer of the seal!"

Fang Yue's eyes flickered.

He wanted to use the hands of the saint who organized the Beidou Battle to open these layers of seals.

"What's going on? Why did you send the message to me?"

Lei Cheng looked at Lei Luo with a stern look, but there was also a hint of gentleness.

Lei Luo is his direct bloodline. Although Lei Cheng has hundreds of descendants, not many of them are successful.

Lei Luo is one of the few children Lei Cheng is optimistic about!

If not, he wouldn't still have a trace of gentleness in his eyes.

"Report to Master! We discovered a place near here, which seems to be a place where demons are sealed!"

Lei Luo responded, full of anger.

"Huh? Suspicious?"

There was a trace of displeasure in Lei Cheng's tone. There were many suspicious places in this canyon. If he had to personally investigate every place, wouldn't he be exhausted?

What he, Lei Cheng, wants is a definite answer.

Rather than this ambiguous speculation.

Lei Luo couldn't help but break into a cold sweat!

She forgot about her master's temperament and made some mistakes in her speech.

"It's not a suspicion, but this place is indeed the place where demons are sealed!"

Gu Cheng stood up on his own initiative and spoke to Lei Cheng sonorously and forcefully.

"and who are you?"

Lei Cheng was very dissatisfied with Gu Cheng's offense. If he couldn't explain the reason, he would still be severely punished even if he had already reached the Yin-Yang realm!

"Gu Cheng, Master's registered disciple, I have heard Master's sermons three times. This time I asked Senior Sister to inform Master. If this place is not a place where demons are sealed, I will apologize with a human head!"

Gu Cheng was neither humble nor arrogant, which made other disciples secretly sweat for him!

Sage Lei Cheng is moody.

All the disciples were trembling with fear when facing Lei Cheng.

Even if they are all disciples of Saint Lei Cheng, if he is displeased, he will kill them.

Most of the disciples of Sage Lei Cheng did not die at the hands of outsiders, but were buried in the wrath of Sage Lei Cheng.

"Did you discover this demon-sealed place? What evidence do you have?"

Seeing Gu Cheng's calm expression, Sage Lei Cheng felt that this little guy must be relying on someone. If his judgment was correct, so what if it offended him?

That's fairy liquid. Even if he gets the lowest ninth-grade fairy liquid, it's enough for him to break through one or two small realms!

"There is a bone-eroding evil wind in this place!"

Gu Cheng's voice was affirmative.

Lei Cheng was slightly startled. He looked at Gu Cheng in surprise. Naturally, he had heard about this bone-eroding evil wind.

It is said that in the place where a saint fell, if the Yin Qi nourishes the corpse, there will be an evil wind that corrodes the bones! This wind can swallow the life essence, like a demon or a miasma.

If there is an evil wind that corrodes bones, a saint will be buried nearby.

When Lei Cheng heard the words "bone-eroding evil wind", he believed 80% of Gu Cheng's words.

"Gu Cheng, how did you know about this bone-eroding evil wind?"

Lei Cheng asked. He felt that there was something strange about this. Among his named disciples, Gu Cheng was not outstanding. Even to Lei Cheng, this Lei Cheng just looked familiar and could not even remember his name.

Such a disciple, according to the disciples, does not have the potential to stand up from behind, and can be promoted to the level of Yin and Yang realm during the exploration process.

And he was even less qualified to come into contact with such secretive matters as the bone-eroding evil wind.

Gu Cheng had already expected Lei Cheng's doubts.

"This bone-corroding evil wind was recorded in an ancient book in the library. I kept it in my heart. When I saw it today, I recognized it at a glance. That ancient book was called the Biography of Strangers, and it recorded the death of a saint. And before rebirth, there was a bone-corroding evil wind that passed by, devouring life and reversing yin and yang!"

Gu Cheng talked eloquently without being flustered or confused.

This biography of a stranger does have its own book, and the saint's resurrection is also recorded.

But there is no description of the evil wind that corrodes bones.

However, Gu Cheng was sure that Lei Cheng would trust him and not pursue the case further!

This kind of lying also requires skills, and people often don’t believe it even if it is true or false.

Only nine truths and one falsehood can be believed!

Sure enough, Gu Cheng even said the title of the book, and Lei Cheng no longer had any doubts.

Gu Cheng led the way, while Lei Cheng looked left and right, observing the surrounding Feng Shui terrain. He was old enough, and even if he was not proficient in it, he would still be able to study Feng Shui formations.

Lei Cheng is an entry-level expert in formations and Feng Shui, but with the saint's sharp eyesight, he can see quite a lot from the Feng Shui terrain.

Bury the sky, the burial ground, and the people!

The more Lei Cheng looked, the more frightened he became. The yin energy in this place was so strong that even a saint would get chills.

This is of course not because Lei Cheng has a cold or fever, but because the level of yin energy is so high that even a saint will be infected.

"Stop!"

Lei Cheng walked several kilometers, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

It's not because he's afraid! It's because there seems to be a different feeling hidden in this place.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible eyes watching him in the dark.

At this time, Lei Cheng stopped, and a black palm rested on his shoulder.

As the cold air entered his body, Lei Cheng's body suddenly became stiff, and a light layer of frost even condensed on the surface of his skin.

"Thunder!"

Lei Cheng barely hesitated at all.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell straight down from the clouds in the sky!

The black palm disappeared.

With a bang, a bottomless hole exploded under Lei Cheng's feet.

Lei Cheng's heart palpitated slightly. He was a saint, how could he be approached so silently?

After moving his body a little, a clicking sound came from the bones and joints.

The light layer of frost on his body gradually shattered, but Lei Cheng still felt that his body was a little sore, as if a mortal scholar who rarely exercised had run a three-thousand-meter distance.

Lei Cheng understood that this was not an illusion, he had really been tricked this time.

The claw just now was a ghost claw. In just a short moment, it sucked away a large amount of Yang Qi from his body.

If Yang Qi is weak, evil Qi will naturally invade.

If it hadn't been for ten or eight years of seclusion and hard training, it would be difficult to replenish the Yang Qi lost this time.

Lei Cheng felt melancholy in his heart.

After being a saint for so many years, this is the first time this happened.

He was robbed of his yang energy, but in the end he didn't even know what he would look like when he grew up.

Normally, he would have been furious, but this time, he didn't even know who he was angry with.

"Huh? No! Gu Cheng, why is this ghost just attacking me, but you are standing next to me unharmed."

Lei Cheng suddenly realized that there was something wrong with Gu Cheng!

Gu Cheng smiled slightly: "Maybe it's because of my low cultivation that this ghost looks down on me! After all, that ghost is a saint-level ghost, so dealing with it still lowers his status!"

Gu Cheng's explanation is almost perfect!

Even someone as suspicious as Lei Cheng can't find any flaws.

The saint is arrogant, he is born as a hero, and he dies as a ghost!

A saint is a saint and he has his own moral integrity. Lei Cheng was thinking that if one day he died, he might become a ghost and behave like this!

Lei Cheng had wild imaginations.

At this time, a dark ghost appeared.

Among these ghosts, even those with the weakest cultivation realm are those in the Yin-Yang realm, while those who are slightly stronger are the leader-level ghosts, headed by three-headed saint-level ghosts. Their bodies were covered with a layer of cold air.

The one who attacked Lei Cheng just now was obviously one of these three saint-level ghosts.

Lei Cheng felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

He knew that this world was not to be messed with.

But I didn’t expect that it would be so bad!

A saint guarding his tomb shows how much power and aura he had during his lifetime.

"Catch him and feed him to me! After so many years, those eleven abominable altars have finally been moved! I broke the seal and need a lot of energy and blood to nourish me. The flesh and blood of the saint is my best supplement. !”

A faint voice echoed in the void.

The voice was so full of complaints and complaints that it was extremely terrifying!

This is the sealed demon general coming out!

The most outstanding existence among saints!

Hearing this sound, Lei Cheng's legs were trembling!

The three-headed saint-level ghosts were already difficult to deal with.

With the addition of a demon general who had been sealed for who knows how many thousands of years, Lei Cheng almost gave up.

"Get started and clear out all the disciples from the organizer of the Beidou Battle on the periphery!"

Fang Yue ordered, his voice was low!

The Eight-Armed Saint and Hai did not care about why Fang Yue, a small world, actually issued orders to the two Saints at this time. Now, the three parties are grasshoppers on a rope. If the battle between Beidou is allowed The organizer is dominated by the fairy liquid, and I am afraid that they will not be able to get out of this canyon.

Just a group of little ants in the rotation realm.

For the eight-armed saint, killing them was effortless.

As for the dignity of the saint, the eight-armed saint didn't care.

Even if your life is almost gone, why talk about dignity? It is hypocritical to say too much about this thing!

All the disciples from the organizer of the Beidou Battle were knocked unconscious and then delivered to Fang Yue's hands!

"What are you going to do next?"

The eight-armed saint didn't know what Fang Yue wanted these disciples from the side hosting the Beidou Battle to do?

Simply venting your anger?

It seems that it is not the case. Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. The real bullies are the strong men above the saint level, and those in the Reincarnation Realm are just minions.

Even if they are all dead, they cannot destroy the plan of the organizers of the Beidou Battle.

"I have an altar, called the Blood Altar, which requires living sacrifices to perform various methods. The stronger the living beings sacrificed, the greater the power of this altar sacrifice!"

Fang Yue patiently explained that this was not the time to hide his clumsiness.

As for the fact that he has a blood altar, the Eight-Armed Saint and Hai will know sooner or later. Rather than letting them know through other channels, it would be better to show it openly!

In this way, it appears to be open and honest, which can actually strengthen the trust between both parties.

Sure enough, as soon as Fang Yue said these words, the eight-armed saint's eyes lit up.

"Blood Altar? I didn't expect that the Blood Altar, one of the eight auxiliary altars, would eventually fall into your hands!"

Fang Yue smiled slightly.

Apologize to the matter of the Blood Altar.