Chapter 1229 Addition

Snap.

The next moment, the portal fluctuated, and immediately after, a person entered the field.

When they saw this person, the North King and the Divine Master were both stunned.

"Who are you?"

The first thing he saw was a little boy of only seven or eight years old, with pigtails that reached the sky, and carrying an exaggerated giant ax that was completely different from his figure on his back.

"Who are you?" The little boy was also surprised when he saw other people.

"We..." The Lord God was about to reply, but the King of the North held him down and looked at the little boy, his eyes changing constantly.

"We're here by accident, we didn't mean to intrude."

"Accident?" The little boy was a little confused. He glanced at the two of them and just shook his head: "I don't know you, forget it."

After saying that, the little boy ignored the two of them and walked directly towards the depths of the sacred tomb.

He was not tall, and he was walking with an ax on his back. He had a particularly weird feeling. He was obviously not walking fast, but after a while, he disappeared.

"What's going on?" The God Lord turned to look at the King of the North: "Do you know him?"

"I don't know." The North King shook his head, but there was an inexplicable joy in his eyes: "But I know that weapon."

"This little boy is extraordinary."

"What can a weapon mean?" The Lord God didn't understand, but soon, he was stunned as if he had been electrocuted.

He has a yearning for the myth of the original star. These days, he has read almost all the classics related to speaking.

As for that giant ax, he saw illustrations on the first pages of many classics.

"It's the weapon held by the God who created the world..." After saying this answer, the God Lord took a breath: "Is he still alive? Or should I say that the little boy is his..."

"It should be dead, otherwise there would be no Jian." The King of the North replied, his expression still serious: "But I suspect it may be the second type."

"It is often recorded in the classics that from time to time there is a powerful person who cuts off the old body and lives a second life."

"For thousands of years, his bones have turned into mountains and seas. Can he still live in the second life?" The Lord God asked, but his fingers couldn't help but tremble a few times. The little boy's last sentence echoed in his mind, bringing with it a feeling. What came was boundless fear.

Looking at the vast scene in front of him, at this moment, he only felt that he was extremely small.

"What is the Divine Tomb like?" Looking at the North King again, the Divine Lord lost his composure and grabbed the North King: "The original star has fallen to this point, how can it still exist like this?"

"That's why I said this place is dangerous." The North King was not annoyed, and looked at the God Lord and said: "But this can just kill Ye Fan."

"I'm afraid that we will die before Ye Fan dies." The Lord God said: "If that person had just attacked us as you said, we would be dead."

"Don't get excited. It's not that we didn't take action. Moreover, it may not be what we thought. It's just a lucky guy who got a super artifact." The North King held down the God Lord: "I'm an acquaintance. I'm here, no problem. "

"We just successfully avoided it."

"You." The Lord of God choked, gritted his teeth, and let the North King down.

"No matter who he is, he must have some connection with the First God. If he enters at this time, there may be some opportunity in the tomb of the god." The King of the North said, "I think we can also enter it."

"Go in?" After hearing this, the God Lord immediately shook his head: "I won't go, I will ambush Ye Fan here and then leave."

"How come you have become so cowardly?" The King of the North couldn't help but blame him: "You've already come, so it's okay to go in and take a look."

"Go and go on your own."

"Okay, I'll go by myself." The King of the North didn't hesitate and walked away: "Other people may come to the sacred tomb. If they meet, don't talk nonsense."

"You!" Hearing this, the God Lord naturally couldn't stay still. He looked at the King of the North who was walking away, and finally had no choice but to follow him.

"Wait for me."

…

"Ye Fan, are we leaving like this?"

The next day, walking on the trail again, Qiongqi was a little reluctant to leave, and turned back frequently: "There are so many good things, what if we can still find a sacred beast-controlling weapon?"

"Don't be greedy, it's good to get one." Ye Fan was not greedy at all, and his pace did not slow down at all.

After receiving a sacred weapon for controlling beasts, if the old man guarding the door hadn't been watching, he would have just run away.

The only thing on his mind now is to find a safe place and quickly study the effects of the beast-controlling sacred weapon.

"Stop drooling." Qiongqi saw Ye Fan's appearance and couldn't help but feel disgusted: "How can you act like a stunning beauty? Could it be that the beast-controlling sacred weapon can transform?"

"Go away." Ye Fan retorted, and just as he was about to quicken his pace, the sky in front of him quickly darkened again, just like when they came.

"Is it possible that these old guys are going to regret it?" Ye Fan's heart tightened and he kept pace. And sure enough, the night had just enveloped, and white shadows gathered in front of one person and one beast again.

"My little friend, you have obtained the Holy Artifact. I am waiting and I have one more thing to ask for." The person who spoke was still the Whisperer from that day.

"You old man, the exchange has ended and you still want to add more conditions?" Ye Fan didn't have time to speak, Qiongqi, who had endured the whole journey, cursed: "You who rely on your old man to sell your old man, do you think you have become a ghost?"

"Do you believe it or not that your own mother doesn't even know what I'm saying? You're a mud horse..."

Snap.

Ye Fan quickly grabbed Qiongqi and covered Qiongqi's mouth with an embarrassed expression: "Senior, don't blame me, my partner is naughty by nature and his words are a bit vulgar."

"It's okay..." the person who whispered responded, as if he was a little embarrassed, "The transaction is completed, we really shouldn't ask for anything more."

"It's okay." Ye Fan waved his hand. At this moment, he was on someone else's territory and had gotten something good. He just wanted to get away: "Senior, do you need help with anything? I will naturally try my best to help if I can."

"A few years ago, there was a person here who escaped." The man said: "He stole the artifact that the village used to suppress the evil together with the seal, and went to the Netherworld."

"The artifact of suppression is no longer there, and the great evil is threatening to break the formation again. Once it is born, all life in the world will be devastated. I am going to the Netherworld, so I would like to ask you to find the artifact for us."

"Artifact, great evil, Netherworld..." Three key pieces of information made Ye Fan frown.

Such information seemed to be careful, but it was extremely vague, leaving him confused.

Who is the culprit? What is an artifact? Who stole the artifact?

Nothing is said clearly, and once you hear it, it's like stepping into extremely muddy water.

"Is the big evil about to break the formation soon?" Ye Fan asked after thinking about it.

"The formation is about to be broken, I'm afraid it will only take a hundred years." The person who whispered replied.

"Oh, then I'll try my best." After hearing this, Ye Fan handed over his hands, said perfunctorily, and was about to leave.

What can you say after a hundred years? Whether he, who has been conquering here and there, can live for a hundred years is another question.

"Little friend, don't be anxious." Those shadows could naturally see Ye Fan's perfunctory attitude, and another voice sounded: "If little friend can find the artifact for us, we are willing to give you a generous reward and guarantee that this lost artifact will be returned to you." The value is almost the same.”

"oh?"

Ye Fan's footsteps stopped.

"What treasure? The third beast-controlling sacred weapon?"