Chapter 4607: Born at the wrong time
Chapter 4607: Born at the wrong time
A voice came from another suspicious tomb.
What was buried in that suspicious tomb was the demonic shell of Patriarch Wutian.
With a bang, the tomb of doubt exploded.
Ancestor Wutian then came out.
It is also the cultivation realm of the fifth-level behind-the-scenes mastermind, but Patriarch Wutian's demon shell and demonic energy are also extremely terrifying, with combat power that exceeds his own cultivation realm.
The appearance of two mastermind-level masters behind the scenes made the corpse clan's scalp numb and the pressure doubled.
The origins of these two people are not simple, but they are not the real ones, but they have great backgrounds and are difficult to deal with.
"Did this stoke a hornet's nest? For Fang Yue to summon so many powerful men! The undead evil demon and the remains of two Emperor Senior Realm powerhouses put a lot of pressure on Lord Tiantuo!"
Among the corpse people, some people were whispering that they were very worried.
Although Master Tiantuo has reached the level of half-step Emperor Senior Realm, the background of the opponent is not simple.
"Murong Qianli, how many powerful men have you sacrificed? I feel that these two guys have just recovered, and the energy and blood in their bodies are still unstable. This is a typical characteristic of those who have just accepted sacrifices and recovered some of their strength!"
Tiantuo felt his energy and blood surge straight to his forehead.
Are these my subordinates only good at cultivation but not brains?
Murong Qianli quickly defended: "I really didn't do what happened this time. It was that idiot Ximen Hanxue who was tricked by Fang Yue!"
"Three powerful men at the mastermind level, and they are all the remains of the big boss. Each one is more difficult to deal with than the last. I'm afraid I won't be able to solve it in a while!"
Tiantuo knows the limits of his strength.
None of these three people can be viewed with normal mastermind level combat power.
Take out any one and it will shock the whole world.
Even if the deity disappears, only the body remains.
"What do you mean, ancestor?"
Murong Qianli asked.
"Find your father Murong Bolong. In terms of strength, he is slightly inferior to me but not much! We can suppress these people together, and the treasures in the Emperor's Tomb must be ours!"
Master Tiantuo is eager to try.
He did not back down because his enemy was powerful.
To eliminate Fang Yue, these people are the threshold that must be crossed.
If the foundation of the Fang family is maintained, when their elites return and cooperate inside and outside, Fang Yue will take away part of the right to speak in this chaotic realm.
Master Tiantuo said this.
Murong Qianli suddenly became excited.
"Sir, please give me a handwriting. I am just one of my father's one hundred and eight sons. It is just my request. I am so humble and humble. I am afraid it will be difficult to summon my father!"
Murong Qianli had a very clear understanding of his identity and status.
His father, Murong Bolong, is a first-class mastermind. His cultivation is not as good as Master Tiantuo, but his status in the ethnic group is vaguely higher.
Because Murong Bolong's talent is stronger, he has the possibility to attack the Emperor.
Although Mr. Tiantuo also has it, because of his rash advances in his early years, his foundation in practice is unstable, and there is little hope of reaching the Emperor.
"good!"
Tiantuo handed a handwriting to Murong Qianli and asked Murong Qianli to shake it.
Fang Yue stood there with a half-smile, not stopping him at all.
Murong Qianli took over the oracle and used the secret technique to summon his father.
Just for a moment.
A figure stepped through the void. His black color was as thick as messy grass, and his muscles were stronger than steel.
This man is only about 1.7 meters tall, but he gives people the feeling of being towering beyond the mountains.
Murong Bolong appears.
Tiantuo's face was full of confidence.
Fang Yue shouldn't be able to run away this time.
"Fang Yue, I heard that you are extremely talented and have unparalleled means. You can kill enemies beyond levels and summon countless strong men. Now I will give you a chance to continue to sway people! All the seniors of your Fang family can come here. I see you How much ability do you still have?"
Tiantuo said proudly.
At this moment, Tiantuo was a little confused.
The two half-step Emperor Senior Realm experts are already the top lineup in the entire Chaos Realm.
A strong person at the level of Emperor Senior Realm is hard to come across.
It was impossible for Fang Yue to find someone more powerful than them.
Even if Fang Yue really dares to summon all the strong men of the Fang family, the final result can only be that they will kill all the people of the Fang family without leaving any one behind.
"Two half-step emperors, well, it's almost done!"
Fang Yue's expression was indifferent, and he didn't really take Lord Tuotian and Murong Bolong seriously.
"Sir, it's time for you to be born! These two half-step emperors are your sacrifices. You can use their origins to make up for the loss of being born early!"
Fang Yue suddenly turned around and looked at the emperor's tomb. His expression was humble and respectful, which was completely different from his previous arrogant look.
"Murong Qianli, why did you and Tiantuo call me here?"
Murong Bolong felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.
He came when he saw Tuotian's handwriting.
The handwriting only said that Tuotian needed his support, and his son Murong Qianli was also there, so he felt that there should be no danger.
But seeing the scene in front of him, he was a little confused.
What is Fang Yue summoning?
"That's it, Dad..."
Murong Qianli was respectful and explained clearly what happened here before.
"Dad, this Fang Yue is just a chicken and a dog in front of you. You don't have to worry..."
"Snapped!"
Murong Bolong slapped his ears hard.
"The emperor's tomb...the blood essence of the undead evil demon...You traitor, do you want to **** me off? Let's go, go, go, go quickly! Fang Yue can release nine drops of the immortal evil demon's essence and blood from the emperor's tomb. Could it be that he Can't we bring out the emperor's bones from the emperor's tomb? If the fallen emperor is not completely dead, who will deal with it again? Tuoba, this bad old man, or you?"
Murong Bolong reprimanded.
Father, like son.
Murong Bolong has already discovered the trick.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! It has been confirmed that the emperor's tomb in Yuhui City is indeed a real emperor. He died fighting to protect the realm of chaos and was killed by the will of heaven in the dimensional world. His body There are countless Tao wounds left by the will of heaven in the dimensional world, and these Tao wounds cannot be solved at all. "
"As long as Dao Shang is there, it is impossible for him to be resurrected!"
Murong Qianli said.
"Bastard! I ask you to read more on weekdays, but have all your books ended up in the dog's belly?"
"Look clearly, what exactly is the nine drops of blood essence that suppresses the undead evil demon in the second layer of the emperor's tomb?"
Murong Bolong reprimanded.
"Isn't it the will of heaven that has fallen from the ninth level? Could it be that the emperor in the emperor's tomb wants to learn from Tongtian Universe and unite his residual thoughts with heaven? Not to mention that that path has failed! Even if it succeeds No, this Emperor cannot restore himself through such a fusion. The one from Tongtian Universe is the great Tongtian Universe, the tenth-level universe, and what he has fused is just the broken universe seeds of the nine paths!"
Murong Qianli sneered.
"Is it?"
A soft voice came slowly.
In the emperor's tomb, a figure floated out.
Dressed in white clothes, he has a frail body and snow-white skin. He has red lips and white teeth, and three thousand black hair hanging down his waist. If you don't argue carefully, you can't even see through his manly body.
With a little makeup on his face, he looks like a peerless beauty.
"Come out, come out!"
Tuotian stammered.
His eyes were widened, looking incredulous.
This woman-like man is exactly the person in the emperor's tomb - Emperor Kongchen.
"Not the real body!"
Murong Bolong should be more calm. Although this man came out of the emperor's tomb and carried the aura of the emperor, if you look closely, you can still tell that his aura is not as calm as the legendary emperor. There is a big difference in respecting the true body.
"That's right, this clone was condensed by Fang Yue for me from the blood of the Xingchen clan. The Xingchen clan is my descendant, and the blood contains the aura of the same origin as mine!"
Emperor Kongchen smiled softly and enchantingly.
Using the blood of descendants to condense clones and complete oneself is something Fang Yue and the Storm Lord learned.
"No wonder you asked us to collect the blood essence of the Star Clan from the beginning. It turns out you are waiting for us here!"
A supremely powerful man among the zombie clan, his eyes flashed as he finally realized something.
Fang Yue has been planning from the beginning, and there is no idle move in every move.
Sacrifice belongs to sacrifice.
Most of the benefits went to Patriarch Wutian and Hades. However, the essence and blood of the Xingchen clan was retained by Fang Yue through a trick, and a clone was formed for the use of Kong Chen, the emperor in the emperor's tomb.
"With such calculations and such wisdom, it's a pity that you were not born into our corpse human race. Otherwise, we should do our best to train you so that you will still be another overlord across the starry sky in the future!"
Murong Bolong sighed.
I just feel a little sorry.
"It doesn't matter, just kill this Fang Yue, and then buy it into the burial soil. When thousands of years pass, he will be trained into another corpse king of our poet family, and he can inherit our orthodoxy in the future. , become our most loyal servant!”
Tiantuo said.
His words were a little careless, and the panic at that moment had dissipated from his face.
Because he found that the emperor's clone that Fang Yue condensed with the blood of the stars was even more unbearable than the human skin of ancestor Wutian and Hades.
This clone is only at the level of the mastermind behind the scenes. After all, it is the condensed essence and blood of some weak star clans, and it is difficult to reach the level of elegance.
"As long as this clone of yours is destroyed, your consciousness will fall into a state of sinking again. The corpse of an unconscious Emperor can just become the next loyal puppet servant of our Corpse Human Race. !”
Tiantuo said.
His eyes were burning and his ambition was huge, and he had lost all awe when he looked at Emperor Kongchen. In his eyes, Emperor Kongchen's body was like a precious magic weapon.
If he can be refined into his own servant, then he will be ranked among the top powerful ones in the realm of chaos.
"Do it!"
Murong Bolong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He wanted to solve all the hidden dangers quickly.
Fang Yue's eyes opened and closed, and a hint of murderous intent emerged.
"Do you think these are the only cards in my hand?"
