Violent Martial Soul System

"This ghost tomb was built by the masters of Emperor Wu, so it must be very dangerous inside?"

Zhao Feng set his sights on the middle-aged man.

"I'm not very clear about this. The legend that the founder is a martial arts master has yet to be confirmed. However, according to the legend, this ghost can fight against a three-star martial arts master."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

Now, Zhao Feng also understands the specific level of Wu Moli.

There are ten stars under Martial Demon, and each star is divided into four small realms.

As for Wu Mo, there are seventy-two earth stars and thirty-six sky stars!

A total of one hundred and eight stars!

There is no small realm!

Three-star Martial Demon, in fact, is just a beginner in Martial Demon.

When it comes to martial arts, physical fitness is actually not very useful. After all, martial arts masters can communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, and borrow the vitality of heaven and earth to greatly increase the power of martial arts.

Zhao Feng was still a little worried, because the last time he entered the Chi Lian Secret Realm, he met a revived master.

"How old is this ghost tomb?"

Zhao Feng asked again.

"It's been at least a thousand years. My Poison God Pavilion has a history of 800 years."

The middle-aged man replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng hesitated.

He hasn't reached Martial Demon yet, but it's coming soon. This time is another rare opportunity. With his current strength, he should be regarded as the most powerful person in the ghost world.

To be on the safe side, he asked some more questions about the ghost tomb, and at the same time he felt that the middle-aged man was not lying.

Afterwards, Zhao Feng just left and rushed towards the Poison God Pavilion.

The ghost tomb has been opened several times, and many people have gone in to explore it. There are indeed many opportunities. So Zhao Feng can't fall behind, or everything will be taken away.

When Zhao Feng arrived at the Poison God Pavilion,

It was found that the guard formation of the Poison God Pavilion was in a mess, and the Poison God Pavilion was also in ruins, but there was no corpse, so they must have been taken away.

However, at this moment, a group of people suddenly looted not far away.

"Strange, Ghost Emperor Sect and Imperial Corpse Gate should both go in."

Zhao Feng hid in surprise.

He stared at it, and found that the leader did not have a soul, and he was obviously a master of martial arts.

He realized that these people should be forces from the surrounding areas of the Ghost Realm.

It seems that he has many opponents.

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly fell from the clouds and was exposed to the sight of the group of people.

"Hey, is there still life left?"

A martial artist of the ninth rank of Golden Soul said in surprise, and then turned to look at the leading martial arts master.

The martial arts master shook his head and said: "It should be to fish in troubled waters, let him go in and die by himself."

After all, they are also a big force, so many people bully an eighth-level Golden Soul, it's too cheap.

These twenty people flew over the Poison God Pavilion, and then they just searched for it. After a while, they found the entrance.

The entrance to the ghost tomb is under a tower called the Poison God Tower in the Poison God Pavilion.

Zhao Feng followed behind this group of people and saw all of them enter the Poison God Tower. Not long after, he saw another team flying towards them.

This time, there were actually two martial arts masters.

"I can't see the realm when I advance to the martial arts. I don't know if I can fight with the masters of the martial arts now."

Zhao Feng thought in his heart.

It is a big breakthrough from the realm of Demon Soul to Martial Demon, and there will be a qualitative leap in strength.

At this time, although Zhao Feng can skyrocket his realm, Martial Demon can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, whether it is attack or speed, it is much stronger than the tenth level of Golden Soul.

Therefore, Zhao Feng is more careful.

After the team entered the Poison God Tower, Zhao Feng couldn't sit still anymore, and then dived down.

At this time, Zhao Feng was at the eighth rank of the Golden Soul, followed by the ninth rank, the tenth rank, and then the Martial Demon.

According to the middle-aged man, there is a great treasure in the ghost tomb, which is the ghost-suppressing beads used to seal ghosts.

If someone can get it and refine it, then it will increase the combat power of martial arts.

Zhao Feng went down a secret passage from the Poison God Tower, and after a while, he saw a gloomy gate with human skulls inlaid on it.

"It's a real skull, I'm afraid it was a high-level golden soul..."

Zhao Feng was a little surprised.

The gloomy door has been pushed open, but Zhao Feng can't see what's inside. There is no doubt that there is a formation here, which is the third seal used to restrict ghosts and demons.

This re-seal is only effective on dead creatures, not on living people.

Zhao Feng passed through directly, and immediately, he saw a gloomy cemetery.

"Fuck me, have all these graves been dug?"

Zhao Feng was taken aback, and he walked to a tombstone to have a look.

"Lan Yuanfeng, a sixteen-star master of martial arts..."

Zhao Feng turned around a few more times and found that they were all about the same strength, the highest being only twenty stars.

These tombs were built by the owner of this ghost tomb, where he buried the bones of the masters he killed during his lifetime.

"What kind of Martial Emperor? At most, he has cultivated to a 30-star Martial Demon."

Zhao Feng felt helpless for a while.

However, the cemetery is quite large, with no end in sight, and the environment is a little dark, which makes the atmosphere here very strange.

Zhao Feng didn't have a map of the ghost tomb, so he could only walk forward. However, before he had taken a few steps, a crisp sound fell into his ears.

He turned his head to look, and found a bone arm suddenly stretched out from a grave a thousand meters away.

Zhao Feng was taken aback. He just watched a skeleton crawl out of the grave.

"No one controlled it, and it crawled out by itself?"

Zhao Feng was a little confused about the situation. He glanced at it and found that the owner of the tomb was a master who had cultivated to five stars. Of course, it meant his life.

"I'm not afraid of you alive, but I'm afraid of you dead?"

Tightening the Wuji Sword in his hand, Zhao Feng swept over, and in an instant, dismantled the skeleton.

If the skeleton of a master of martial arts can be refined into a ghost bone war puppet, its strength would be pretty good.

It's a pity that the ghost world probably doesn't have the materials to refine such an advanced ghost bone war puppet, and Zhao Feng is not interested in ghost bone war puppets anymore, so he just received it in the system space.

Then, Zhao Feng walked forward again, and sure enough, he encountered these skeletons again, but they were not strong, so they were easily killed by him.

Just ten minutes after he entered the ghost tomb, he suddenly discovered a downward passage.

Obviously, this ghost tomb has a second floor.

Zhao Feng walked down to the second floor of the ghost tomb.

This floor is still a cemetery.

However, Zhao Feng was a little shocked, because the tombstones on the second floor were all masters who had cultivated beyond 30 stars, and the highest reached 72.

"Could it be that the owner of this ghost tomb is really a master of Emperor Wu?"

Zhao Feng was a little suspicious.

He went around the second floor again, and found that the tomb was completely empty, and there were still some traces of battle. The skeletons should have been taken away by the people from the Royal Corpse Gate.

At that moment, Zhao Feng entered the third floor of the Ghost Tomb. Furious Martial Soul System