Countless scattered bones, without waiting for Yesheng and Zeng Yu to get close, just the wind brought by the two of them walking turned these dry bones into dust. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only the bones turned into dust, but also countless decayed spiritual weapons, and only pieces of broken wreckage remained.

What's really going on here?

If it were those Saint Realm powerhouses in the legend, they should not have fallen to the point of no bones, but everything in front of him made Ye Sheng's heart rise a chill.

After all, without superhuman strength, you can't even enter this place, what kind of power does this have to be to let such a strong person die here.

With endless thoughts, Yesheng and Zeng Yu walked all the way, and finally came to an empty hall.

A three-foot-high platform with a sarcophagus on it, and in front of the sarcophagus, a bottle carved from black jade, surrounded by arc light, still blooming with vitality.

"Brother Night, it seems to be a dead altar on it!"

Zeng Yu pointed to the stone platform that was not very high and said.

Yesheng nodded, in fact, without Zeng Yu's explanation, Yesheng could also feel the undead aura released from the altar.

Rich in vitality, but also endless undead breath, if the strange and incredible two attributes, spread around the altar.

Nightrise couldn't confirm if there was anything mentioned by Dean Hezhe here. But no matter what, Nightrise couldn't have imagined that this would be the place where the fate of the Firmament Empire would change, let alone the secret key to opening the Miracle Academy.

Nightrise didn't even know what the key was.

Nightrise only knew that he had now come to a place where the undead were absolutely in control.

Zeng Yu had already put away the Yin Soldier Banner at this time, and faced several items on the altar, his eyes were full of longing.

Yesheng suddenly remembered one thing mentioned by Hezhe, but he was able to confirm that this place must be in the same vein as the undead attribute of the Zeng Yu family.

"Yu'er, wait a minute for me!"

Yesheng stepped forward, did not do it directly, but bowed respectfully to the altar, and then stepped forward to take down the black jade bottle placed on the altar.

The black jade bottle was in his hand, and a majestic undead power penetrated his whole body along Yesheng's arm.

The only thing that reassures Yesheng is that this power does not cause any harm to him, but on the contrary, this undead aura is still constantly nourishing the undead attributes in his body, making the undead bloodline in his body more refined and thick.

Yesheng didn't covet the nourishment of this power, but handed the black jade bottle to Zeng Yu's hand, "Look at the things in here, I always feel that this thing is more suitable for you!" ”

Zeng Yu gently opened the stopper on the black jade bottle, and the rich blood of the undead erupted out, forming a blood-colored vortex, enveloping Zeng Yu in it.

As soon as Ye Sheng was about to do something, he heard Zeng Yu exclaim in surprise, "Brother Ye, this is the essence blood of my ancestors, you help me protect it, I want to cultivate!" ”

Zeng Yu would not be polite to Yesheng, and Yesheng was also relieved that Zeng Yu could find his own opportunity, so he just smiled and responded, and then flashed aside.

The blood and qi in the black jade bottle continued to gush out, and all of them fell on Zeng Yu's body.

Zeng Yu sat on the spot and began to accept the washing of this powerful essence and blood power, and in the blood-colored whirlpool, the endless breath of the undead continued to penetrate into Zeng Yu's body.

Yesheng was stunned from the sidelines, and when he accepted any kind of bloodline into his body, he had never been so smooth. I can't help but secretly guess that it seems that this bottle of essence blood is very close to Zeng Yu's bloodline, so that this essence blood wash can be so smooth.

Knowing that Zeng Yu's cultivation this time would not be unexpected, Yesheng cast his gaze on the sarcophagus of the altar.

Nightrise suddenly found that there were some patterns carved on this sarcophagus.

With some curiosity in his heart, Nightrise slowly approached the altar and carefully observed the patterns on the sarcophagus.

Never-before-seen textures are woven into a skeleton-shaped pattern, and at the intersection of each line and texture, there is a faint shining point.

The whole pattern resembles a human shape set with diamonds, and in a trance, Nightrise feels that this pattern is so wonderful, and every point blooms with alluring brilliance.

In this pattern of brilliance, Nightrise seemed to see a world he had never seen before, where countless undead were wandering, and skeletons with lost bodies were constantly wandering, and each skeleton's eye socket was shining with a little starlight, and it seemed that they would all be looking in the same direction.

In the distance, a tall altar stood on a tall figure, but I couldn't see the physiognomy of this figure, I could only feel the grandeur and tallness of this figure.

In the midst of the dissociation of consciousness, the night rose seemed to have been fascinated by this pattern, and the whole mind became unable to stabilize.

Yesheng shook his head involuntarily, and the dark night veins in his body rose rapidly, calling back Yesheng, who was almost addicted, until Yesheng broke out in a cold sweat, and he no longer dared to look carefully at the pattern on this sarcophagus.

When Yesheng turned to look at Zeng Yu again, he saw Zeng Yu looking at him worriedly.

"Yu'er, you've completed your cultivation so quickly?"

Zeng Yu's face also changed, "Brother Ye, I have already absorbed the essence blood, and I have seen you standing in front of the sarcophagus for several hours, because I don't know what you are thinking, so I didn't dare to go up and disturb!" ”

"What?"

Ye Sheng was shocked, and hurriedly checked the situation in his body, and found that except for the little change in the blood qi of the undead when he was filling his body before, there was no other discomfort, which was a little relieved.

But when he was looking at the pattern on the sarcophagus, it was just a momentary thing, and the actual time had passed for so long, which always made Yesheng feel that this sarcophagus was extraordinary, and there must be a deeper meaning, but Yesheng himself couldn't explain it now.

Yesheng stabilized the horror in his heart for a moment, and then asked, "Yu'er, how are you doing now?" ”

Zeng Yu smiled lightly, "Brother Ye finally remembered to care about Yu'er, in fact, I was about to tell you, now Yu'er's strength has also been raised to the level of the nine-fold peak of blood fusion." ”

Yesheng didn't feel too surprised by this, after all, it was a blood inheritance derived from the bloodline of the undead, but this improvement speed made Yesheng realize that at this time, the strength of these people around him had reached the peak of blood fusion, and he was still at the bottom.

Zeng Yu said again at this time, "Brother Ye, I really have to thank you this time, if you hadn't brought me in, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get the essence and blood of my ancestors, let alone directly rush my strength to the peak of blood fusion." ”

Yesheng was stunned for a moment, "You said that the essence blood you got was your ancestor's?" ”

Zeng Yu nodded, "When I was absorbing these essence blood, there was also a will from my ancestor, saying that he was the son of the undead!" ”

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