Chapter Seventy-Five: A Phalange

Although the atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Treasures Demon Realm is terrifying and depressing, the treasures everywhere make people feel happy, as far as the net worth of Ao Zhan and Marcia is concerned at this moment, they have surpassed the ordinary masters of the Ghost Realm, once this huge wealth leaks the news, I am afraid that it will usher in a catastrophe.

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. As soon as we go out, we will immediately run away, find a secluded place, and retreat to improve our strength. As she flew, Marcia said.

"If we can get out. Ao Zhan was a little irritable in his heart, he had been wandering for a long time, but he still couldn't fly out of this sand dune.

Ao Zhan was about to communicate with the red robe in the Heavenly Machine Realm, but suddenly felt a tightness in his left arm for no reason, and he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.

The entire left hand was already gray and black at the moment, and a stream of black gas was not only spreading to his shoulder, but also overflowing, forming a series of vague grimaces, surging in one direction!

"What's going on, I feel a desolate death aura in your arm that consumes souls!" Marcia was taken aback.

"I don't know, I feel like a strange force is calling me!" Ao Zhan also looked shocked.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, the soul power of the red robe suddenly seeped out of the Heavenly Machine Realm, and sent a voice to Ao Zhan, "Follow this power!"

Ao Zhan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, knowing that the main event was coming.

"Let's go!" Ao Zhan pulled Masia, flying along the summoning sensation on his arm.

Along the way, that inexplicable feeling became stronger and stronger, until he saw a sand dune shrouded in dark clouds, and Ao Zhan understood that the source of that feeling was there!

'Whew!'

The two of them landed, each retracted their wings, and set their eyes on the small dirt bag.

"It's death!" Ao Zhan was stunned and immediately reacted.

The mound, a small mound, permeated with an almost inky air flow from the inside out, swirling and forming terrifying grimaces, gathering and scattering.

"Is there something in the soil?" said Marcia, with a solemn expression.

"Not only that, but I'm afraid it's still a great thing!" Ao Zhan squinted and said, and then communicated with the red-robed man, "It's all here, you don't say anything, tell me what to do next?"

After a moment of silence, the red-robed voice said, "There is a phalange buried in it, it is it that exudes evil energy, and it is also the key to the core. ”

"Phalanges?" Ao Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "But why does it resonate with the dead qi in my body?"

"The qi death in your body is the result of the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, and it can be said to be of the same origin as the evil qi contaminated by this finger bone, so it is not surprising that it resonates. The red robe spoke indifferently.

"I can't imagine that you didn't want to kill that woman at the beginning, but in exchange for this opportunity, it's interesting!" the red robe then teased.

"Don't talk about that, what should I do, just dig open the dirt bag and take out the finger bones?" Ao Zhan asked.

"Plane, then you're looking for death. Fool, don't you just use the qi of your arm to communicate with the evil qi emitted by your finger bones. The red robe said disdainfully.

Ao Zhan frowned, still doing what he said.

The death aura emitted by his left arm was uncontrollable at all, and Ao Zhan had tried dozens of times before he could barely find the point of contact between the two, and at the same time, he also understood that although these two strange powers were both transformed by the Heavenly Dao, they had differences.

Dead air, like the embodiment of the power of the rules of heaven and earth, is invisible but real.

And this corpse demon evil qi, both visible and shadowy, is a substantial force that inherits the heavenly machine, symbolizes evil, and can guide death.

'Buzz!'

Every grain of dust from the mound shook, and the grimace of the evil breath opened its mouth wide and roared silently, terrifying.

In an instant, the two homologous qi were entangled, constantly urging the amputated finger bone to break through the ground.

Finally, a pitch-black knuckle was revealed, and an astonishing dark gray aura flowed on the surface, swaying like a spirit. This phalanx is only a part of the index finger, but it is amazingly large, and Ao Zhan has no doubt that the owner of this phalanx is several feet long.

"Come!"

Ao Zhan waved his hand, took the finger bone into his hand, and it was hot as if he had taken it out of an oil pot, and at the same time, a crazy killing intent rushed down his arm towards his Lingtai Soul Sea.

"Huh?"

Ao Zhan was taken aback, and hurriedly cast the 'Pure Heart Secret Concealment', using the thunder light condensed by the Thunder Emperor's mana to travel around his body, and transport it to resist, only to slow down.

"It's just a small finger bone, with such a terrifying killing intent, if it is a complete corpse, I should be crazy just by being angry......" Ao Zhan was shocked.

At this moment, a stream of information poured into Ao Zhan's mind, which was exactly how to use his finger bones to enter the core.

"I see!" Ao Zhan grinned, biting his thumb and spilling blood into the void, and suddenly the grimaces opened their mouths to swallow drops of blood, and these grimaces were staggered, and soon a huge vortex of evil qi was formed, the center was as black as ink, and the phalanges were hovering in it.

"It worked!" said Marcia excitedly.

"Hehe, let's go!" Ao Zhan smiled, and waved a circle of dead air with his left hand to envelop the two of them.

The two of them joined hands and prepared to step in, but they received a voice from the red robe, "Be careful, there are two demons approaching!"

Ao Zhan was shocked, and even asked, "The only person who entered this place is a three-headed chiseled mastiff, where are the two demons?"

"It's the Lotus Demon!" the red robe's tone was a little more solemn.

"Lotus Demon!" Ao Zhan immediately remembered that the red robe had said before that the strongest in the Dark Corridor Corpse Tomb was a Lotus Demon. But when he went out later, he didn't see the lotus demon, and he thought it was a mistake in the red robe's perception, so he didn't pay attention to it.

I didn't expect it to be!

In less than two breaths, Ao Zhan saw the familiar figure of the three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff. It's just that at this moment, it has a dazzling treasure on its body, and it is equipped with spiritual weapons everywhere around it.

In the middle of it, on the top of the head, there was a white light hazy, just like a holy snow lotus!

"Three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff?!Hurry up, let's go!" Marcia was taken aback, her hands and feet cold.

"Haha, do you want to go?" the three-headed chiseled mastiff laughed, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that the 'key' that I couldn't find in this seat was found by you kid." But it's okay, it saves me a lot of trouble!"

"Enter!" Ao Zhan grabbed Marcia's hand and rushed to the center of the vortex desperately.

"Hmph!" the three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff snorted disdainfully, its huge fleshy wings flapped, and a fierce wind swept by, and at the same time, one of its heads opened its mouth and sucked, and the two winds tore each other, forming a reaction force, directly freezing the bodies of Ao Zhan and Marcia rushing forward.

"Open it for me!" Ao Zhan roared hysterically, while desperately communicating with the dead air of his left hand to communicate with his finger bones.

After a few breaths, it really tore a hole in the wind barrier. Ao Zhan was overjoyed and hurriedly entered the past.

The face of the three-headed chiseled mastiff changed, and then the white light above its head flashed, and the two Ao Zhan, who had just broken through the wind barrier, immediately crashed headlong into a piece of ice.

"What's going on?" Marcia screamed.

Ao Zhan's face was heavy, and after a while, they couldn't escape. Although the ice in front of him was quickly wearing off, the three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff was already approaching.

"Haha, the evil dragon is not here, you kid is like an ant, suffer to die!" the three-headed chiseled mastiff laughed wildly, his eyes full of disdain.

"I'm fighting with you!!" Ao Zhan was angry, and instantly turned into a tall dragon, and the two talents were superimposed, holding the ground-level mid-grade underworld weapon to kill with the flame stick, and flying out together was the trapped enemy artifact Ying Long Lock.

Marcia also exerted all her strength, and used several artifacts in one go.

The Blue Shadow Tianluo and Ying Longsuo wrapped around each other, and the sword feathers and stick shadows in the sky also rained down on the heads of the three-headed chiseled mastiffs.

"It's ridiculous, with the strength of the two of you, you haven't been able to refine these ground-level artifacts at all, let alone the enemy. The three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff said dismissively.

At the same time, its three big mouths opened, spewing out the power of the three attributes of wind, fire, and thunder, and easily rushed away all the attack methods of Ao Zhan and the others.

"Death!" The head in the middle of the three-headed chiseled mastiff suddenly magnified a hundred times, and it was swallowed in one bite, and the surrounding wind and clouds changed color, and even the death qi was annihilated.

"It's over. "Ao Zhan and Marcia are desperate, these three chisel-toothed mastiffs are too strong.

The three-headed chisel-toothed mastiff's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, but in just a moment, its three pairs of eyes suddenly opened open, full of surprise.

In the black hole, a pitch-black arm stretched out, clasped Ao Zhan's shoulder, and pulled Ao Zhan and Marcia into it with a snort, and disappeared without a trace.

The three-headed chiseled mastiff swallowed it in one gulp, and couldn't help but roar angrily. Almost, just little, he couldn't understand why this lowly Terran man was always lucky.

On the other side, Ao Zhan and the two were pulled by the black arm and came to the other side of the cave with just one breath.

The sky in this cave was red, the corpses of all races on the surface were piled up into mountains, broken weapons were scattered all over the ground, and dark red blood and water flowed unquenched, exuding monstrous resentment.

In the center of the mountain of corpses, on top of a white bone altar, a complete huge corpse sat upright, with its back to the throne, surrounded by bursts of black gas.

The corpse was more than six feet tall, with a complexion like ink and a shiny luster. A hideous and ugly face with that red hair and a pair of huge horns, evil and domineering.

"Corpse Demon Punishment Heaven!" Ao Zhan only felt a roar in his head, this face he felt extremely familiar, and he couldn't help but call out this name.

"He's the legendary Great Devil...... Torture?" Marciadon's mouth was dry.

She has been familiar with the legend of the Corpse Demon Punishment Heaven since she was a child, and now that she has seen his corpse with her own eyes, she can't help but be very shocked and excited.

"The corpses of all living beings here are piled up like garbage, and he is the only one who sits on the throne, who is he if he is not a corpse demon torturer?" Ao Zhan's eyes were cold.

'Whew!'

As soon as Ao Zhan's words fell, the black qi around Xingtian continued to gather, and soon a black figure was formed, standing in front of Ao Zhan and Marcia.

"Huh?"

The black wind swept by, and Ao Zhan and Marcia only had time to exclaim, and immediately felt that their heads sank violently, and their whole bodies were about to be paralyzed.

Ao Zhan fought hard and tried to open his eyes, seeing that the black shadow was already standing in front of him.

"Boom!" the shadow suddenly let out an eerie laugh, "How about I make a deal with you?"