The moment these eyes opened, Xue Jian's scalp suddenly went numb, and he was sweating, as if ten thousand silver needles had pierced his body.

When he faced the Witch King and the Ghost King from the Netherworld, Xue Jian had never had such a terrifying feeling.

He immediately put away the Great Desolate Bead and picked up the animal skin in the pile of rubble, and Ling Yunbu spread it out and flew upward.

As soon as he flew out, Xue Jian felt an extremely terrifying aura sweeping across the darkness and pressing heavily on him.

Xue saw that he suddenly felt that he was carrying Mount Tai, and under the heavy pressure, he fell to the ground.

"Boom...... Boom...... Boom......"

In the darkness, a heavy footstep came from far and near, carrying a sense of oppression, a hundred times stronger than before.

Xue saw cold sweat swishing on his forehead, and every time he breathed, he felt that he had to consume a lot of True Yuan power.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to break free from the shackles of powerful coercion and escape from here, but he couldn't fly.

In the darkness, he saw a massive silhouette slowly emerge.

Just one silhouette is enough to be tens of meters high, so that people can feel its majesty and majesty.

With the light of the Night Pearl, a thick little leg covered with black beast hair stepped into Xue Jian's field of vision.

This was followed by a wide waist and abdomen and a chest as strong as a gorilla, but its head was a dog's head, or a wolf, to be exact.

The human body is wolf-headed, and after Xue Jian saw this complete body, he couldn't help but be frightened.

In his memory, the desert god in the desert was the image of a human wolf's head.

Could it be that this huge monster is the desert god?

This is really ridiculous, Xue Jian feels that this is simply a fantasy.

As a god, the desert god does not stay in the divine realm, how can he appear in the tomb of mortals.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Xue Jian's mind, and he thought of a sentence that the bow-wielding general said before he died.

Those who trespass on the tomb of the gods will not die well!

Tomb of the Gods?

Xue saw that his heart moved, and he suddenly realized.

The crown prince of Emperor Taiwu actually built the cemetery on top of the tomb of the gods, the first three floors are the cemetery of the prince, and the fourth layer below the third layer is the cemetery of the gods.

As for which deity is buried in this cemetery, it is obvious that it is the "desert god" in front of him.

Xue Jian never expected that this ancient tomb would have such a big background.

"Great Wilderness Pearl...... Return my Great Wilderness Pearl......"

The wolf-headed monster strode forward, and a hoarse, low voice slowly came from its mouth.

The voice sounded stiff, like the roar of a walking corpse, similar to the way the bow-wielding general spoke.

Xue Jian immediately guessed that this monster was probably also possessed by a yin spirit, so he could move freely like this, but the strength of the other party was much stronger than that bow-wielding general.

He forced himself to calm down and redeemed the Soul Breaker at a price of 20 million.

This Soul Broken Halberd is held by the snake ghost general who guards the Nai He Bridge, and it is naturally suppressed by the soul, and it is most suitable for dealing with Yin Soul ghosts.

Xue Jian didn't have the slightest confidence to be able to defeat the other party, but at this moment, he was forced to a dead end, so he could only fight to the death.

Whether it is dead or alive depends on creation.

He held a three-meter-long Soul Breaking Halberd in his hand, and the power of True Yuan in his whole body was frantically poured into it.

This system has an advantage, after recycling, the treasures that are redeemed, Xue Jian does not need to refine, and can use them when he gets started.

He already knew how to use the Soul Breaker Halberd, and after the power of True Yuan was poured into it, the sharp tip of the halberd flashed with a circle of ghostly light.

As the wolf-headed monster approached, Xue Jian raised the halberd in his hand and threw it towards its chest.

The Soul Breaker flew away and turned into a black light, piercing the monster's chest and heart, but when it was near, it was slapped away by the monster's palm.

"Buzz ......"

The halberd pierced into the ground with a piercing trembling sound.

The monster with the head of a human wolf looked down at Xue Jian, who looked like an ant, and without the slightest emotion in his indifferent eyes, raised his big foot and stepped on him violently.

"Great Wilderness Pearl...... Return my Great Wilderness Pearl......"

Xue saw that he was oppressed by the powerful coercion, and he couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only watch as a shadow pressed overhead.

Xue Jianyi gritted his teeth and was about to take out the Great Wilderness Bead to attract the attention of the other party.

At that moment, a dark whirlpool suddenly appeared above his head, and a foot twice as large as the wolf-headed monster stretched out of the whirlpool and kicked the monster out with one kick.

When Xue saw this scene, everyone was stupid.

This kick is a bit domineering.

The monster flew upside down, breaking several stone pillars in succession before slamming heavily to the ground.

It threw up its head and let out a roar of rage, as if feeling greatly insulted, and immediately got up and rushed towards the whirlpool.

At this moment, another big hand stretched out in the whirlpool, accompanied by a thunderous sound, and the big hand grabbed the monster with the head of the human wolf.

"Dare to hurt my master, look for death!"

Grabbing the monster with a big hand was as easy as grabbing a cat or dog, and with a forceful pull, it pulled him into the dark vortex and disappeared.

Netherworld, a huge palace sunk at the bottom of the River Styx, the Nether God has his left hand behind his back, and his right hand has just been withdrawn from a vortex in front of him.

In his hands, a wisp of mad and powerful soul was tightly pinched.

The Nether God looked indifferent and scolded.

"If it weren't for a little bit of the past, with your actions, I could send you to the Infernal Hell and endure the fire of karma for ten thousand years. ”

The soul struggled and roared, unable to break free from the big hand, he didn't seem to have much intelligence, he just acted on instinct.

A strange glint flashed in the Nether God's eyes and he nodded.

"It turned out to be a seed of inheritance left by the desert god, or if you offend my master today, then take your inheritance as a gift of reparation. ”

After saying that, the Nether God flicked his fingers, and the soul of the desert god turned into a ghostly light the size of a fingertip, and disappeared into the whirlpool.

On the other side, Xue Jian was still immersed in extremely strong shock, and saw a little ghostly light pass through the whirlpool and enter the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the vast memories burrowed into his brain, causing Xue Jian's mind to be confused, closing his eyes, and falling into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up again, it seemed as if a lot of things had been forcibly stuffed into his head.

Xue Jian sat on the ground, rubbed his temples, and whispered in confusion.

"The inheritance of the desert god, what the hell is going on?"

He's still in a daze, completely unsure of what's going on.

Xue Jian glanced up, the dark whirlpool had disappeared, there was silence all around, and the feeling of oppression that made it difficult to breathe was gone.

Xue Jian suddenly thought that the whirlpool was a bit like the entrance of Huangquan Road to the Netherworld, and someone had just sent words from the whirlpool.

"Master, who is Master?"