Chapter 855 Nine Nether Heavens!

Wang Baole had mastered a lot of dark techniques in the previous dark dream. Before, it was difficult to develop because of his cultivation base. Now that his cultivation base has reached the late stage of Lingxian, many methods can be reproduced in his hands.

For example, returning to Yang is a means to condense the soul of the dead on a certain object, and there are many restrictions when performing it. It needs the soul to have no resistance. It is considered a forbidden technique in Mingzong.

But now, for Wang Baole, there is no forbidden technique. With the unfolding of his technique, the souls of the Twelve Emperors suddenly trembled violently, turned into twelve black lights, and went straight to the place that Wang Baole took out. The twelve puppets left, and instantly merged with them.

After a short while, the twelve puppets trembled, and slowly each of them showed an aura comparable to the early stage of a spirit fairy. This aura is not very stable, and it will take a while to fuse. Wang Baole is not in a hurry, and observes carefully After confirming that there was no problem, he raised his right hand and waved the twelve puppets away.

"It doesn't take long to warm up, I have twelve fairy puppets!"

"There are still millions of ghosts..." Wang Baole was proud of himself. He felt that not only his cultivation had reached an astonishing level this time, but also his harvest was the same, so he took all the hundred thousand puppets and the millions of ghosts stored in them all. Put it in the storage bag, then took a deep breath and looked around.

"Generally speaking, there will be some burial objects in the cemetery. This is the tomb of the Shenmu civilization. Emperors of all dynasties were buried here after they died, so there must be a lot of burial objects." With the power of his spiritual consciousness in the late stage of Lingxian, even though the imperial tomb was not small, it was still completely covered by him in an instant. After sweeping quickly, Wang Baole's body shook and his eyes widened suddenly.

"These..." Wang Baole's breathing was also hurried because of the scene he saw in his consciousness at this moment, his body stepped forward in the next instant, and disappeared directly. When he appeared, he was already on the sky above the palace. When he lowered his head, he followed his Looking at it with my spiritual sense before, I immediately saw four big mountains in the imperial mausoleum, centered on the imperial palace, and surrounded by four mountains!

These four mountains looked like mountains, but under Wang Baole's eyes, the veil was lifted, and the picture revealed in his eyes caused waves of waves in his mind.

The first mountain seemed to be assimilated due to the changes of the years, and it has been completely integrated. It was formed by the accumulation of countless spiritual stones. The reason why Wang Baole did not notice it before was because of the spiritual stones on the mountain. , the aura in it has completely dissipated, so at first glance, it is no different from a mundane mountain.

"There are at least tens of millions of spirit stones..." Wang Baole gasped, and at the same time he was shocked, he quickly approached and checked carefully, holding his chest and feeling quite heartache.

"I'm late!! If only I could have come thousands of years earlier..." Wang Baole was crying, unable to tell what mood he was in at the moment. After a while, he looked at the second mountain, which was composed of countless pills. They piled up, but...these elixirs are the same as spirit stones. When there is no spirit energy, the inside has also deteriorated and lost its effectiveness.

"Is the Shenmu civilization a fool? It's so wasteful. Could it be that he was very rich back then!" Wang Baole came to the pill mountain sadly, staring blankly at all this. After a long while, he came to the third and fourth seat listlessly. These two mountains are Magic Treasure Mountain and Battleship Mountain! !

When Wang Baole saw the former, his sense of regret became stronger, but because he is a master craftsman himself, he knew very well that magic weapons that can be rotted by time are often not treasures, so although he still felt distressed, he still left after the inspection. go.

It's just... When he came to the last mountain and looked at the mountain formed by countless battleships, Wang Baole was completely depressed, feeling the extreme heartache.

"Oh my god, this is too wasteful..." Wang Baole wanted to cry, especially when he found out that there were magic warships inside the mountain, and the number of them was actually thousands. His whole body seemed to be hammered by an invisible fist. In my heart, my whole body shook.

"The Shenmu civilization must be crazy. No matter how powerful it is, it won't take a thousand French ships to be buried. Which bastard did this!!" Wang Baole suddenly became furious, and his heart was bleeding. But at the same time, he also had doubts, because logically speaking, the Shenmu civilization should not be so powerful, so after careful observation, he sighed.

"It's not a one-time burial, but several times... It should be that after every bastard died, he took out a French ship to be buried with him more or less... And these French ships basically have cracks, not like the years Corrosion, more like being traumatized in life..."

"It's almost the same when you think about it. After all, it is a civilization from its inception to the present. I don't know how many years it has accumulated." Wang Baole sighed, and stepped forward unwillingly to pull out a French ship. After careful inspection, he was sure. These French ships have completely died, and what remains are only corpses.

And maybe it was because of previous injuries, or maybe because of the years, it was no longer worth collecting materials, but if he left like this, Wang Baole would not be reconciled, so he stood there silent for a long time, suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it from the air. After the French ships were taken out, they began to try to transform them.

Although it is already a corpse and has lost its value, Wang Baole's skill in refining weapons has given him the ability to turn decay into magic. He cooperated with the dismantling of some self-explosive warships and integrated them into them. With Wang Baole's efforts, he finally turned them into magic weapons. This dead French ship has recovered some value.

The embodiment of this value is the principle of waste utilization, so that the body of the French ship can recover part of its power in an instant, thus self-destructing, but the power is very small, only about 10% of the normal French ship.

But there are thousands of French ships here, and if they are all rebuilt, it will be a big gain. Wang Baole gritted his teeth and simply took out his 100,000 puppets. Because of the soul-inducing parasitism, it is easier to operate. After three days, with the efforts of those 100,000 puppets, a total of more than 900 French ships were transformed by Wang Baole and became his self-destructing French ships.

"Although the power is mediocre, it's okay to scare people!" Wang Baole sighed. This may be the only thing about these magic ships that he thinks is not bad, and that is the appearance...

Under his transformation, although the self-destruct power is very weak, these French ships still look very bluffing, no different from normal French ships.

So Wang Baole comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, and reluctantly accepted the result. After putting away all the magic ships, he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.

"Since that's the case... it's time to leave." Wang Baole turned his head to look around, his consciousness spread out again, and he checked the entire imperial tomb again. After making sure that there was nothing missing, he finally looked at the imperial palace floating in mid-air.

"It's a pity that this is illusory, not real. Otherwise... you can sell some money if you dismantle it." Shaking his head regretfully, Wang Baole's body suddenly swayed, and he went straight to the sky. punch out.

The sky roared, and a huge vortex was directly blasted away by Wang Baole. On the one hand, it was because of his strong cultivation base, and on the other hand, it was also because he has now become the emperor and the owner of the imperial tomb. The exit door opens.

Following the appearance of the vortex, Wang Baole, who was about to step out, suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, looking at the darkness outside the vortex, and feeling the bursts of breath coming in from outside the vortex, he couldn't help but see a light in his eyes.

"This breath..." Wang Baole's breathing was concentrated, and his spiritual consciousness first dispersed and merged into the vortex, feeling the outside world. When he realized that the world he was in was nothingness, filled with infinite fog, and the statue of the imperial tomb he was in was sinking, Wang Baole was stunned for a moment.

"This is... the Underworld?"

The underworld has different names in different civilizations. For example, Shenmu calls it Jiuyou here, but in Wang Baole's cognition, it is the land of underworld opened up by the underworld sect back then. Because of the limitation of cultivation, he just knows, Never stepped in.

But now, after feeling the breath outside, Wang Baole cheered up after repeated confirmations. He stepped out of the vortex with a sway of his body, stood on the sinking statue, and looked around at the same time. , It was as if a boulder was thrown into the lake, causing all the mist in the vicinity to roll in an instant, and the originally silent world, unexpectedly appeared the sound of humming! !

As far as the eye could see, all the mist boiled instantly, tumbling violently, roaring from all directions, surrounding Wang Baole, forming a bigger vortex, and spreading to farther places.

It seems to be... cheering, welcoming, and worshiping him! !

"Which good man is this, who used great strength to throw this statue into the underworld..." Wang Baole was pleasantly surprised, because he was just breathing, and as the surrounding fog melted into his body, his broken body under the armor unexpectedly Speed ​​up recovery!