Chapter 488 0 Corpse Project

The next day, early morning. m

The mausoleum group in the center of the forbidden area of ​​​​hundred tombs is already empty.

In the field of vision, there are only big potholes left, and the smell of damp, rotten soil is blowing towards the face.

One person and one cat put away the tools in their hands and smiled tacitly.

The "Skull Hall Master" lying on the white bone layer, after experiencing the initial shock and unwillingness, as well as envy, jealousy and hatred, the eyes that looked at this person and cat have gradually become numb.

"One hundred skeletons, a hundred fully preserved Allah-level corpses; under the nourishment of the 'Xuanyin smoky spar and the special power of the forbidden land, the power and the aura of each of them did not collapse."

The Skull Hall Master was screaming in his heart.

It's a pity that the person who got all this is not him.

Even if he knew clearly that there were a hundred God-level corpses in the "Hundred Graves Forbidden Land", which were excellent treasures for refining ghost corpses, he still had no ability to obtain them.

And the current one person and one cat are swaggering and open-minded, "digging out" the source of the power of the forbidden land of hundreds of graves.

"Not bad, good little thief cat, this time you have made a lot of contributions."

Zhao Feng blushed.

Once these 100 Allah-level corpses can be refined into ghost corpses, it will be quite an army of Allah-level ghost corpses.

Anyone who can master this power and swept the sect forces of several powerful countries is like a child's play, and even destroying a big country is not difficult.

certainly.

It is not a simple matter to refine these bones into enslaved "ghost corpses".

On the one hand, these bones are only the main raw materials, and a lot of precious auxiliary materials are needed.

Second, the refining process of ghost corpses requires a lot of time and energy, and requires very good knowledge of the secret way of ghost corpses.

Don't look at the fact that Zhao Feng has two God-level ghost corpses in his hands, it is so easy - he is plundering.

In fact, for any ghost corpse, it is a long process from the initial refining to the gradual promotion to the true spirit realm.

"Well, I'm only involved with ghosts, I'm good at controlling, but I'm not proficient.

But if you want to make a hundred god-level ghost corpses, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Feng thought for a while, and his eyes fell on the "Skull Hall Master".

The Skull Hall Master suddenly gave a shock.

After a moment.

"... This arduous and great task will be handed over to you."

Zhao Feng was full of anticipation, smiled warmly, reached out and patted the shoulder of the Skull Hall Master.

The Skeleton Hall Master's skeleton shook violently, and the newly connected Skeleton Frame almost fell apart.

"Although these corpses are of Allah-level heritage, even if one is to be successfully refined, it will take countless hard work."

The Skull Hall Master even had the heart to cry.

Feeling Zhao Feng is to use him as a high-level coolie.

However, the Skull Hall Master was enslaved and controlled by Zhao Feng. In order to survive, no matter if he was working hard or selling himself, he had to obey the master's orders.

Zhao Feng held the "Wan Guizhu" in his hand, and his mind and consciousness penetrated into it.

Inside the Wanguizhu is a dark, cold and damp soil, which is shrouded in all kinds of ghosts and mists all the year round, making it dark.

Two dark silver poisonous corpses, lying in a corner, endured the accumulation of the huge ghosts and dead energy in the "Wanguizhu"

After the 100 Allah-level corpses entered the Ten Thousand Ghost Orbs, strange changes began to occur in their bodies and their aura of strength.

"Huh? There seems to be a mysterious power in this Ten Thousand Ghost Orb, which is suitable for the birth of ghost corpses and the growth of ghost corpses."

Zhao Feng usually doesn't do much research on "Wan Guizhu". After all, he mainly focuses on the bloodline pupil technique and the inheritance of wind and thunder, and the secret way of ghosts and corpses is only a little involved.

Looking at this trend, even if Zhao Feng did not deliberately refine it, after a few years, maybe a few years, maybe a decade or a few decades, these hundred God-level corpses could automatically become zombies one by one.

A few days later, the Iron Dragon became stronger.

In the desert, a dilapidated and desolate castle was almost engulfed by yellow sand.

At this time, the huge ancient castle is already a piece of ruins.

To this day, the old lair of the Iron Dragon Alliance has been completely wiped out.

The top level of the Iron Dragon Alliance, except for the Skeleton Hall Master who was chased and killed, the rest of the people died, fell down, and a few fish caught in the net, it was not a climate.

Although more than ten days have passed, there are still many strong people sitting in the castle.

Elder Su, Elder Bai, Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong and others were all stationed in the old castle.

Perhaps, everyone is preventing the Skeleton Hall Master from leaving and returning, or perhaps they have other expectations.

"Then Zhao Feng, single-handedly chasing after the high-ranking figures of the former Scarlet Moon Demon Sect, the situation may not be too optimistic."

Lin Tong looked at the old castle and muttered to himself.

From the bottom of his heart, he admired Zhao Feng, both in terms of strength and courage.

Even, he desperately hopes that Zhao Feng will fall in the process of chasing and killing, so that he can return to freedom.

But he knew that this possibility was not very big.

Zhao Feng's powerful heart and soul, as well as his blood and pupil power, reached the point where Lin Tong could only look up.

That young man, one of the 6 best talents in the world, after returning to Hengyun, he has single-handedly dominated the ups and downs of this region.

"It's been more than ten days, and there's no news at all."

The old man was somewhat worried.

When Zhao Feng chose to hunt down the Skull Hall Master, no one in the room agreed.

Although the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect has been destroyed, the remaining power is still there. How can a big man at the main level of the Demon Sect be judged by common sense?

"Su Lao doesn't need to worry too much. Zhao Feng is not like a reckless person. He dares to go after Hall Master Chiyue alone. I think he must have some support."

Elder Bai smiled slightly.

She was not too concerned about Zhao Feng's life and death, but thought: Zhao Feng came from that "unknown inheritance", and most likely had some powerful trump card.

Just this evening.

call out--

A bright wind shadow and electric light swept across and fell into the ruined castle below.

"I am back."

A ripple of wind and thunder spread in the castle.

Su Lao and others felt a slight numbness, but their body and mind were unusually comfortable.

Everyone was shocked, looking at the blue boy not far away.

"You're finally back, you'll be fine."

The old man was relieved of his heavy burden, and many people in the castle breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone present did not expect Zhao Feng to be able to successfully kill the Skeleton Hall Master and return safely, just in surprise.

What's more, Zhao Feng didn't seem to be injured, just a little tired.

"The helmsman, you are finally back. These days, we are all worried."

Die Ye and Jiang Sanfeng came from the other side of the castle.

On that day, Zhao Feng looked down at the situation of the ancient castle through his eyes across the sky, and left the two of them, alone, and killed one step ahead.

When the two of Jiang Sanfeng arrived, the battle was over and Zhao Feng disappeared.

After the two inquired, they learned that Zhao Feng had gone to chase the Skeleton Hall Master, and that person was trembling.

A big man at the head level of Chiyue Hall, it's too late for others to hide, and you are still single-handedly chasing after him?

But this time.

Zhao Feng returned safely, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Including Lin Tong, he sighed bitterly, and he was not out of Zhao Feng's control after all.

Elder Bai stared at Zhao Feng with a complicated expression.

He originally thought that Zhao Feng would not be able to pursue him, and he would probably end up with a bad luck, at least he would suffer a small loss.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Feng returned safely without any injuries.

At this time, everyone's eyes were eagerly and curiously looking at Zhao Feng.

What was the result?

"Zhao Feng, have you tracked down the Skull Hall Master?"

Elder Bai couldn't help but be curious.

Everyone on the field, Su Lao, Cang Yuyue, Lin Tong, and the two people who came from the big country of Tianpeng, are very concerned about this issue.

"Did you catch up?"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

Obviously, everyone present thought that he hadn't chased down the Skeleton Hall Master at all.

Because looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, it doesn't look like he has experienced a life-and-death battle. He looks relaxed and nonchalant. It's more like going out for a lap.

"The matter of the skeleton hall masters has been resolved. In the Hengyun region, the overall situation has been settled, and there are no more hidden dangers. I will be leaving soon."

Zhao Feng "hehe" smiled and was in a happy mood.

The situation in the Hengyun area was settled by him, and he felt at ease and had a great sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, this trip back to Hengyun, his harvest is also beyond imagination.

When everyone heard the words, they celebrated and rejoiced, and seemed to be infected by Zhao Feng's joy.

"From today, the era of the Iron Dragon Alliance is gone forever."

The old man stroked his palm and smiled.

He naturally knew that if Zhao Feng hadn't removed Hengyun's crisis, he would never leave easily.

"Zhao Feng, don't tell me you've already 'handed, that skull hall master."

Elder Bai was startled, feeling that something was wrong.

When Zhao Feng mentioned "Skull Hall Master", he didn't say beheading, but used the word "solve", which he took ambiguous.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present gathered on Zhao Feng's face again.

"Yeah, how was the Skull Hall Master resolved?"

"Has the Skull Hall Master died?"

Everyone was obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Feng's "solving" word, and wanted to know the specific process.

Su Lao's eyes flickered slightly, feeling that there must be a secret in it.

"You don't need to worry, although the Skeleton Hall Master is not dead, it has no threat to the situation in Hengyun.

Zhao Feng's smile is not a smile, so everyone can't understand it.

He didn't want too many people to know that the Skull Hall Master had been surrendered to him, especially that Elder Bai.

"Skull Hall Master is not dead?"

Many people present shuddered, the joy no longer existed, and a shadow was cast in their hearts.

Some senior officials of the Dragon Slaying Alliance present were apprehensive in their hearts.

Although Zhao Feng emphasized that the situation in Hengyun was no longer threatening, they were still unable to settle down in their hearts.

The Scarlet Moon Demon Sect at its peak could be destroyed and swept across the Hengyun region with a single rudder.

What's more, there is also a high-level hall master who still lives in the world.

Lin Tong frowned, and Zhao Feng's calm smile made him realize that things were definitely not what everyone imagined.

However.

No matter how everyone asked, Zhao Feng smiled slightly and did not give a clear answer.

"Could it be that this Zhao Feng was successfully counterattacked by the 'Skull Hall Master', and is now assimilated by the Red Moon Demon Sect, or controlled..."

A hint of coldness flashed in Elder Bai's eyes.

However, she did not dare to act rashly until the truth of the matter was determined.

Furthermore, with her strength, it is difficult to defeat Zhao Feng head-on, and the outcome is at most five or five.

After half a day.

Until the crowd dispersed, Elder Bai, Cang Yuyue and the others all left one by one.

Inside the castle, in an underground secret room, there were only Zhao Feng and Su Lao.

"Brother Zhao, how is the situation? Otherwise, how can I feel at ease when you leave like this?"

The old man asked solemnly.

"You want to know the whereabouts of the Skull Hall Master?"

"That's right." Su Lao gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, isn't he by your side?"

A layer of gray fog filled the secret room.

When Su Lao heard the words, he couldn't help but stare carefully. In the dark fog, a familiar outline of a skeleton frame could be faintly seen, and two faint red flames flickered in the eye sockets.

"Skull... Skeleton... Hall... Lord?"

Shi was so frightened that his soul sank, and the pores all over his body were erect, and he almost fell off the chair.