Chapter 438: The Mystery of the Rabbit's Uncooked Bake!

On the sixth day of the opening of the artifact seal, the mysterious sealing power began to fade, and the people who had been guarding the side who were aware of this were all refreshed and held their breath, they didn't know that this weapon was the source of killing that was sealed in ancient times, floating corpses, once the power of the seal subsided, the killing breath accumulated by the floating corpses that had been besieged would explode in an instant, including everyone present, and those who could not resist the erosion of this kind of mind would fall into endless killing, and the only way to get rid was death.

"It's a domain!"

Ye Chen watched all this from afar, and under the tree, Yuexi was fascinated by the unsolved mystery of exploring why the rabbit would not be cooked, and was using various flames to roast the rabbit.

The old man said as he floated aside.

"The reason why artifacts are artifacts is mostly because of their own domains, except for a few weapons, other artifacts all have their own domains, of course, the mode of action and power are not necessarily. ”

"Some are very powerful, but they have no damage, some are incredibly powerful, but they can't hit, in short, in the absence of the ability to the legion, the artifact is the absolute reversal of victory and defeat and the back hand of the war. ”

"There is no shortage of history recorded in the Book of Heaven that have reversed the entire history with an artifact, and it is not uncommon. ”

The old man was silent for a while, Ye Chen stared at the power of the blockade in the distance, according to the old man's estimation, this is about the limit of the floating corpse, before absorbing enough blood, the floating corpse is still an ordinary weapon, and now it is just a weapon that is extremely hungry and thirsty.

These days, Ye Chen has roughly confirmed the surrounding crowd underground, the Xue family did not come, because they were fighting a very important war, the Bai family did not come, because the extraterritorial race started again, although the offensive intensity was very small, and none of the seven major families except Ye Chen came, it may be due to various reasons, anyway, Ye Chen has not heard anything about other families, and he has not seen it.

In the middle of the moon, the power of the seal under the bright moonlight became weak, and finally quietly shattered from this moment, which was silent, but even the distant night and morning seemed to hear a "pop" like a broken sound, and then the breath that had been suppressed for countless years swept away, because the white moonlight that Ye Chen saw without rushing in was instantly dyed red, as if the blood moon was coming again.

The long-awaited scene turned into a frenzied killing ground in an instant, and everyone caught up in it was fighting, killing frantically regardless of friend and foe.

Yechen didn't plan to go in, because this was the time when the floating corpses were the most ferocious and powerful, and when they were extremely hungry, anyone would burst out with terrifying power.

Shouting and killing, Ye Chen watched silently, he had already seen a lot of bloody scenes, Ye Chen was not surprised, but this kind of crazy scene of climbing up and biting people even if his leg was lost was too weird.

"Hiss~" The magic stick of the charcoal grill was spinning, and the rabbit was desperately resisting the increasingly terrifying fire of Yuexi in fear, hovering between ripe and uncooked.

About three quarters after the charcoal-grilled rabbit, Yechen began to dive into the domain of the floating corpse.

The initial ferocity had passed, but as soon as he entered it, Ye Chen still felt depressed, and a physical instinct to kill was rising, but all this was not rampant under the suppression of the Book of Heaven, which was the reason why Ye Chen preserved his sanity.

The scorpion hook can't be used, Ye Chen can only take the ice knife turned into Xue Kui, in order to maintain Xue Kui's sanity, Ye Chen has to endlessly send true qi into the ice blade, this is the only way, but because Ye Chen is stronger than before, this consumption has become dispensable.

Walking in the world under the blood moon, there are battles everywhere, Ye Chen looks very different when he walks alone, but he hasn't gone far, a fireball with a swaying light blue flame tail smashes next to Ye Chen, and the smell of burnt paste and flying dust fills the surrounding space.

Ye Chen raised his knife, stepped sideways to let go of the flying spear that followed, and when he turned around, there was a cold glacier, and this coldness made Ye Chen's inner killing madness extinguish a lot.

With a click, the glacier stuck to the mage floating in mid-air, and the spell at the end of the chant froze in mid-air before falling.

The spear thrower who had fought him gave up on the frozen mage at this moment, and rushed towards the night morning with his spear.

Ye Chen counted, there were four spears on his back, and the obviously different one in his hand must be a spear, after all, spears are disposable.

Raising his hand to pick up an arc-shaped earthen wall, the spear that flashed with sharp power directly smashed through the earthen wall, Yechen naturally knew that he couldn't stop the spear, this spear should be a good thing.

Ye Chen's two fingers were a little bit, and a soil thorn stabbed at the other party, however, he seemed to be crazy and felt something, the tip of the gun trembled, and the tail of the gun collided with the earth thorn, smashing out a puff of dust.

"Even the sense of battle has become stronger. ”

The action is not stopped, and the ice blade is chopped again, and it is a cold glacier again!

This time, the spear-thrower's spear suddenly burst into red flames, and then a scorching flame erupted from the tip of the spear and crashed into the cold glacier, canceling each other out and turning into a puff of white mist.

There was a scorching feeling from the spearman's hands, he couldn't control it, but his crazy consciousness made him ignore this scene, the spear swept away, dispersing the smoke, but he lost the trace of the night morning, and then he rushed to the side of the person who was beating inextricably, and a spear threw a man who had no time to dodge!

Ye Chen had already used his talent to lean towards the center, and his vision underground was limited, and Ye Chen had to reappear on the ground again.

At this time, Ye Chen saw a bright red mark in the sky above the center turning from light to thick.

"The old man said that it is the rune spell of military cultivation, or the natal spell, if there is no transmission of true qi, mana or any power for a long time, it will wither, and finally shatter, so it will fall into the realm, which is the so-called retreat if you don't advance. ”

Ye Chen calculated the speed of the change of the imprint, and quickened his pace, if he wanted to destroy the floating corpse, he had to shatter the natal rune in one fell swoop when it was not aware of it now.

Ye Chen was also thinking, it's a pity that the scorpion hook doesn't have a rune with its real name, after all, there is no ontology, and naturally there is no only rune, of course, this is not necessarily, maybe there is, maybe not, and it is possible that the probability of this rune forming is too small.

"Soldier repair, floating corpse is a military repair, but later because the user of sustenance and trust was designed, in order to save the floating corpse lost his life, causing the floating corpse to go crazy, and all the more than 10 million living beings involved in the design were killed, and after the killing, the name floating corpse came out, which is really a million corpses!"

Ye Chen frowned and felt the killing consciousness around him, the closer he got to the middle, the stronger this sense of depression became, fortunately, there was a book from heaven, and the floating corpse had not yet found Ye Chen, otherwise it would not have directly revealed the rune of its real name to absorb the wisps of blood-red breath, which was the source of its power.