After watching it for a while, he finally sighed and said, "Okay." Miss Allure, I don't think I need to compete, I'm sure that even if it's ten me, it's not your opponent. ”

After hearing this, Feng Chengcheng let out a sigh of relief, withdrew all the power in his body, pulled out the stool and sat down, and said, "Okay." Then I would like to ask your Excellency. ”

"I won't tell you anything, this empty island is a purpose, there are only strong people who have been sleeping for 10,000 years, and there are no treasures."

Luo Xiaozi's eyes tightened, and he spoke slowly.

Feng Tingcheng nodded.

"We have been the grave keepers of the Sky Island for generations, and the family has gradually fallen from the original overlord to the point where I am. Although my strength is quite passable, if people notice me, then I, along with the entire Sky Island, will not be far from the end of the world. ”

He continued.

"But since you have found me, then I have to send you up according to the rules, and you come with me."

Luo Xiaozi stood up and walked towards the back room.

Feng Qingcheng and the two naturally followed, and when they opened the door curtain, they saw a big formation carved on the ground of the inner room.

"Stand up."

Luo Xiaozi said with a smile.

The two of them complied, and with Luo Xiaozi's voice spell, the formation carved on the ground gradually began to emit light, and countless dazzling blue particles flew in the air, gradually blocking Feng Chengcheng's sight.

I don't know when these particles began to fly faster and faster, and in the end, the whole world was left with these particles.

Feeling a fluctuation, Feng Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long breath, and saw that the scene in front of him had changed a lot.

It was no longer the inner room of the Naro dwarf, but it had become a barren, overgrown with weeds on the ground, and there were broken tombstones lying in the middle.

But this is enough for Feng Chengcheng.

"Which one are you looking for?"

Feng Tingcheng pinched his chin and pondered, and suddenly a burst of blue light appeared in front of him, which flashed and disappeared, Feng Tingcheng hurriedly looked along and saw that the blue light finally disappeared into a tombstone.

Feng Chengcheng hurriedly rushed over to check, and saw that although this tombstone was very old, it was different from other tombstones, this tombstone was still intact and not missing at all.

Feng Qingcheng was happy in his heart, the strong man he was looking for must be under this tombstone.

So she turned back to Gro and said, "Geluo, take a look, can you resurrect this strong man?" ”

After hearing this, Gro took a few steps forward and looked at the words on the tombstone with a solemn face.

Feng Chengcheng also looked at it, but these words were very obscure and difficult to understand, and he couldn't understand a word at all, so he only felt a headache.

"Miss Allure."

Gro shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Chengcheng hurriedly stepped forward, isn't there something wrong?

"If you want to resurrect this strong man, it is indeed no problem, but there is one thing that must be reminded of you, that is, the strength of this strong man has reached an incredible level, if you want to resurrect it, you will definitely alarm the necromantic god in hell, and only by defeating it can you be complete."

Gro pursed his lips and said hesitantly.

Feng Qingcheng was taken aback, pondered for a while, and then spoke: "No problem Geluo, now the matter is no longer something we can stop, the entire upper realm is in our hands, and we have to do it no matter what." ”

Gro sighed and said, "In that case, Miss Allure will be as you wish, good luck." ’

With that, Gro let out a soft cry, and sat down on the ground, his legs crossed, his hands on his laps pinching the fingers, and the words in his mouth, and suddenly a palpitating feeling emanated from Gro's body.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but shudder, and then took a few steps back, his eyes couldn't stop looking around, in order to prevent something unexpected from happening, he hindered Gro's spell casting.

Soon, I saw bursts of dark green mist coming out of Gro's body, gradually drifting towards the tombstone, and then he was sucked in as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were fixed on the tombstone, and it seemed to move slightly just now.

Soon, the dark green mist grew more and more, and finally it was no longer sucked into the tombstone, but floated on it.

But at this time, he heard a muffled bang, which startled the nervous Feng Chengcheng, and hurriedly turned his head angrily: "Who!" ”

There was no one around, only to see Gro, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, falling straight down at this time, his face pale and his eyes were blank.

Feng Tingcheng was stunned in place, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and leaned over to probe Geluo's snort, which suddenly surprised Feng Tingcheng, Geluo was not breathing.

If you think about it, maybe this is also the balance between heaven and earth, in order to resurrect a person, in addition to your incomparably strong ability to act against the sky, and despite this, you have to sacrifice your life to succeed.

Feng Chengcheng's heart seemed to have overturned the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, remembering the girl who was reluctant to give up on Groyi when he left the wizard group, and remembered the complicated eyes of the patriarch at that time.

But there is no way to do this, in order to stop the scarlet protector and save the upper realm, someone must make sacrifices.

Feng Chengcheng hurriedly turned his head to look at the tombstone at this time, since Ge Luo had already sacrificed his life, then this spell should have succeeded, why was there no movement under this tombstone at all?

At this time, a sudden rumbling sound came into his ears, and Feng Qingcheng's face changed, and he saw that the tombstone was blown into the air in an instant, spinning and falling to the ground, and the sand and dust that exploded flew all over the sky.

Feng Qingcheng was overjoyed in his heart, could it be said that this strong man was resurrected? But why didn't you feel the slightest breath? Instead, bursts of coolness hit like maggots on tarsal bones.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but shudder, and then saw a figure gradually rising under the original place of the tombstone.

The figure was not burly, but it looked very muscular, with its hair casually draped down, and some strange weapon in its hand. But for some reason, the figure was like a shadow, as if it were empty in mid-air, as if it could disappear at any moment.

Feng Tingcheng frowned, and was about to step forward to check, but suddenly heard a bang, and a gust of yin wind rushed out from under the tombstone, almost lifting Feng Tingcheng into a fight.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes widened, and he took a deep breath, and saw that behind the original virtual figure, a very huge black shadow appeared.

Looking up, I saw that the figure was wearing a pitch-black cloak covering the entire figure, and a head protruded from the top of the cloak, but it was only a skull, no flesh, and two white flower skull arms were also stretched out from the arm, and a huge long-handled scythe was held in his right hand.

Feng Qingcheng was shocked, and immediately understood, it seems that this strange skeleton is the necromantic god in hell that Gro said, and if he wants to resurrect the strong man who has been sleeping under the tombstone for 10,000 years, he must defeat this necromantic god.

Feng Qingcheng gritted his teeth, and with a slam of his hands back, the whole person stood up, his right hand was tightly clenched, and a purple thunder sword appeared in his hand, and countless purple-black lightning rays wrapped around it.

Feng Qingcheng half-narrowed his eyes, and looked at the necromantic god in front of him with a murderous aura.

The necromantic god lowered his head at this time, and the two dark and empty eye sockets looked over, and suddenly, two cyan flames burst out from the ground, and the bones of the upper and lower jaws collided with each other, making a rattling and oozing sound.

Feng Chengcheng was not flustered in his heart, although the strength of this necromantic god was unpredictable, but Feng Chengcheng was confident that with himself, he would definitely be able to defeat this necromantic god and resurrect the strong man of 10,000 years ago.

Without further ado, Feng Qingcheng shouted angrily, kicked his feet to the ground, and the whole person rushed out like bullets, and the purple thunder sword in his hand was ruthlessly cut off from the air that he couldn't dodge, making a sharp sound.

In an instant, he had already rushed in front of the Necromantic God, Feng Qingcheng shouted angrily, and swung out the Purple Thunder Sword in his hand.

However, the Necromantic God was not good at stubble, his right hand moved, and he actually blocked the sickle in his hand in front of the Purple Thunder Sword in time.

I heard a loud bang, and countless sparks erupted from the two exchanges.