Chapter 355 Ancient Witchcraft

"this……"

Jiang Yi was really frightened. Dead people can actually condense phantoms? He can still speak, and that phantom looks exactly the same as that of Shui Youlan.

Three thousand years!

Even if a warrior reaches the Heavenly Monarch Realm, it is impossible for him to survive that long. In history, there have been many Tianjuns in the mainland, such as the Killing Tianjun and Wanlong Tianjun. They all turned into loess in the end, and they could only live for five or six hundred years at most.

So Jiang Yi took a few steps back, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said with concentration: "Senior, are you still alive?"

silence!

The witch god didn't say another word, but still stared at Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi paused for a moment and forced himself to calm down, his mind turned, and the words of the witch god echoed, and he asked again: "Senior, do you mean that I don't have to die as long as I comprehend one kind of witchcraft within a day? Can I walk out of the forbidden area of ​​the witch god alive?"

Still silent!

Jiang Yi's heart became even more frightened, this witch god has a weird temper, why does he ignore people when he speaks? He secretly took a look at Wushen Xuying and finally realized that something was wrong. The Wushen's eyes seemed to have remained motionless? Keep staring in his direction? Looks like it's pinned down?

He slowly moved a step to the side, and sure enough, he found a problem. The phantom was really fixed, and he was still staring at the direction ahead, like a statue.

"senior?"

"Senior, can you hear me?"

"senior……"

Jiang Yi tried three times in a row, but the phantom never moved, and Jiang Yi completely relaxed. It seems that the phantom and the sound were left over from the witchcraft used by the witch god before his death, and it was automatically triggered after he came in.

"call!"

After confirming this, Jiang Yi wiped the cold sweat off his face. Fortunately, this is an illusion. If he is really alive, it will be too shocking.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the phantom in mid-air gradually faded away and quickly disappeared into mid-air. Jiang Yi was startled when he saw it. He let out a breath and sat on the ground to rest, but suddenly remembered something, jumped up, and exclaimed: "No, senior, you want me to comprehend ancient witchcraft. The problem is where is the secret book? If there is no secret book, what can I use to comprehend it?"

However.

Except for Jiang Yi's exhalation, there was no sound in the hall. No one told Jiang Yi, where is the secret book? How to comprehend ancient witchcraft? Jiang Yi doesn't even know what ancient witchcraft is. He just knows that one of Yunfei and Yunlu's subordinates has realized the ancient witchcraft "Essence of Plants and Trees" and "Puppet Mudstone Man".

Ancient sorcery is very difficult to comprehend. For example, the "Essence of Grass and Trees" Yun family's children, let alone tens of thousands, there are always thousands of them, but with so many people, only Yunfei and Lu Lao have comprehended it. One can imagine how difficult this ancient sorcery is to comprehend.

Now Jiang Yi must comprehend an ancient witchcraft within a day, and on the premise that there is no secret book...

"Male Gobi!"

Jiang Yi cursed secretly, and started wandering around the palace. He was furious in his heart, but he would never give up until the last moment. A day is not very long, but isn't there an emergency?

So he quickly searched for the secret books of witchcraft, and only when he found the secret books could he find a way to comprehend them.

But……

Jiang Yi went around the whole hall seven or eight times, and scanned the two skeletons several times, and almost didn't touch them with his hands. Jiang Yi just couldn't find anything related to the secret book.

"Damn, witch god, are you kidding me? If you want to kill me, just bombard me. Is it interesting to play like this?"

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes and murmured weakly. As time passed, he became more and more anxious. If he couldn't find the secret book, not only he would die, but Elder He would also die.

"call out!"

He quickly flew outside, the outer door was still open, he began to search in the outer hall, and filled his hands with fiery red energy, testing one by one.

Half an hour later, he came back, his face was full of energy, and there was nothing outside. He managed to pull himself together, and beat the inner hall with his hands little by little, pouring in the fiery red energy. Since this energy can open the door, if there is a mechanism to restrict it, it will definitely be triggered.

Another half an hour passed, and Jiang Yi searched all the places in the inner and outer halls, without touching any restrictions.

"No, there are two more places!"

Jiang Yi glanced at the two skeletons. He didn't move the place under the two skeletons. He pondered for a while, gritted his teeth, walked in front of the skeleton of the King Kong strong man, arched and said, "Senior, I've offended you!"

His hand slowly moved towards the skeleton, and when it touched the skeleton, the skeleton suddenly lit up, and then the three walls of the palace also lit up, and countless densely packed small characters soon appeared.

"Witchcraft Cheats!"

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up, and he focused on the wall on the left.

"Puppet Mudstone Man!"

Jiang Yi's eyes became brighter after seeing it. Jiang Yi had seen the power of this witchcraft before, and it was so fierce!

That Mudstone Man is invulnerable to swords and guns, and it is difficult for ordinary spirit travel powerhouses to destroy them. Only the attacks of the peak spirit tour can hurt them. Wrong... They are basically immortal existences, they can't be injured at all, and the peak of Immortal Ascension can't destroy them in a short time.

"That's it!"

Time was running out, so Jiang Yi didn't want to look at the other two ancient witchcrafts. After learning this, his combat power would be greatly improved.

He quickly memorized the secret of this sorcery, and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed to comprehend it. This sorcery is very complicated, completely different from martial arts and supernatural powers.

Puppet Mudstone Man, this witchcraft is a kind of supernatural power derived from the Dao of Earth. It uses the power of the earth to condense into Mudstone Man. These Mudstone Man have special runes inside, so they are extremely hard and invulnerable. Of course, whether the defense and attack power is strong or not has a lot to do with the strength of the caster and the depth of understanding of witchcraft.

Jiang Yi didn't need to think about the strength of the Mudstone Man. What he needed now was to comprehend this ancient witchcraft, so that he could escape his life, get this magical palace, and the witchcraft inheritance of the witch god.

This palace is very magical. There are so many powerful and strange spaces inside. It should be the same treasure as the imperial palace of the Demon Queen. If you can become the master of this palace, you will have a super powerful treasure house.

"The sorcerer god is so powerful, the restrictions here are absolutely horrific. I guess ordinary diamond-level powerhouses can kill them when they come in, right? No - that demon king!"

Thinking of this question, Jiang Yi trembled. If he got the inheritance of the witch god, could he also become the master of the powerful demon king?

If so, who else in this world can hurt him except the demon queen? One must know that the demon king has stepped into the Heavenly Monarch Realm with only half a foot, so he might be able to compete with Shui Youlan in combat power, right?

If the demon king is recovered, then it seems that there is no way to break the three-year agreement between him and the six major forces?

"Snapped!"

Thinking about it, Jiang Yi suddenly stretched out his hand and patted himself on the head, murmured wryly, "This daydream is beautifully done, it's been more than two hours, if you don't hurry up to comprehend it, you will be killed directly..."

He hurriedly forced himself to calm down, get rid of distracting thoughts, and comprehend it with his heart. Whether he lived or died, it depended on whether he could comprehend this witchcraft.