Whenever a corpse flew in front of Ji Fengtian, Ji Fengtian would look at the position of his chest, the broken skeleton and flesh and blood, without any formation or inscription marks.

After a moment of silence, Ji Fengtian wanted to make a move, after all, grabbing a corpse was of great significance to him. Also, the white-clothed corpses above are also coveted by Ji Fengtian, those miserable white eyeballs, if they can be held in large quantities, or they will be of great help to future battles.

Just imagine, in the future battle, suddenly many people sacrifice this miserable white eyeball, countless gray light strafing, how many people will lose their combat effectiveness.

It's just that Ji Fengtian thinks about it after all, and he still remembers that Luo Qingli reminded him not to touch the things around him casually. Moreover, behind Ji Fengtian, there was also the breath of a yin beast, which made the two of them even more afraid to act rashly.

The scene in the field gradually changed, the light of the Yin Beast Yang Ming was dim, the bright yellow flames gradually became gloomy and miserable, and the corpses that were cut off by the white dead corpses, with a faint black mist on their bodies, surged towards the sarcophagus.

In the center of the sarcophagus, a pitch-black gem rotates slowly, and with each rotation, a trace of black energy enters it. The pitch-black lines on the sarcophagus have changed, and one or more of the patterns are slowly moving away.

At this time, Ji Fengtian suddenly felt that the aura of the Yin Beast behind him had disappeared, and wisps of black mist came from behind and poured into the sarcophagus.

Ji Fengtian frowned, looking at the sarcophagus below, and had a bad premonition in his heart. I have experienced many births and deaths, and I know the changes from death to rebirth, and at this time, the black sarcophagus, which is full of life, is extremely lifelike, and is looking for some kind of opportunity to seek reincarnation.

"Li'er, inside this sarcophagus, it seems that the ancient corpse qi has been raised, and it is undergoing a transformation of life and death. We were lucky to come in at this time. Ji Fengtian didn't feel any danger and took a step forward.

"What state is he in now?" Luo Qingli looked at Ji Fengtian's relaxed expression, and her heart was relaxed.

"The image of the ghouls, as for how powerful they are, I don't know. However, judging from the various seals and patterns on the sarcophagus, this guy is more powerful than the Blood Tree, and it is the most powerful sarcophagus seal I have ever seen. Ji Fengtian said with a deep groan.

"Emperor-level strength?" Luo Qingli asked.

"I don't know, at least it's the strength of the emperor level!" Ji Fengtian said.

"Will you be sober, is this guy from the Firmament Realm, or is it an evil cultivator?" Luo Qingli asked curiously again.

"Evil cultivator!" Ji Fengtian didn't hesitate, and directly said what Luo Qingli didn't want to hear.

"The emperor who invaded the firmament?" Luo Qingli muttered, looking at the black sarcophagus, his face becoming extremely complicated.

"Li'er, you have to be careful, I'm going to investigate the situation now. Ji Fengtian thought about it, and did not move forward again, but with a flash of golden light in his hand, a big golden handprint, directly grabbed a corpse and pulled it into the flash.

The corpse felt restrained, and instinctively counterattacked, and the fleshy palm was like lightning, and it was inserted into Ji Fengtian's chest.

With a cold snort, the light around Ji Fengtian's body flashed, his arm fell off, and his entire body was cut by Ji Fengtian. Throwing the useless place with a backhand.

Looking at the inscription on the chest of the bone, Ji Fengtian's spiritual power locked it firmly and began to copy. However, this inscription was not as simple as Ji Fengtian imagined, no matter how Ji Fengtian remembered, when he began to recall, his mind was empty.

Seeing Ji Fengtian's distressed expression, Luo Qingli thought for a while and said, "Brother Tian, what if you smear the blood on it, and then engrave Dao Peng on their bodies?"

After Luo Qingli's reminder, Ji Fengtian released the stone carvings of Pengju, the lifelike golden-winged Dapeng, the delicate hair, the smooth curve, and the open wings, giving people a strong sense of strength.

Blood dripped, Ji Fengtian began to carve along the lines on the bones, and when he finished the last stroke, he quickly pressed on Pengju's body.

"Hum~"

The light flickered, and the stones on Pengju's body gradually fell off, revealing Pengju's complete body.

"What the hell, Lao Tzu killed you!" Peng Ju had just appeared, and a pair of golden claws grabbed Ji Fengtian's eyes.

"I won't open the roof for three days!" Ji Fengtian snorted, and his golden palm slapped down from the air, directly beating Pengju to a.

"You ......"

"What are you?" Ji Fengtian grabbed Pengju's claws and shook his golden palm vigorously, and the feeling of blood rushing against his brain came.

"Less, young master?" Peng Ju looked at the smiling young man in front of him, and his body shrank rapidly.

"Hurry up and be honest for a while!" Ji Fengtian put the broken bones into the storage ring, ready to wait to go back and rescue the others.

Peng Ju hurriedly closed his mouth, because his eyes unconsciously saw the sarcophagus, his eyes gradually dimmed, his steps were floating, and he slowly walked towards the front.

Ji Fengtian, who had just raised his head, instantly noticed Pengju's abnormality, knocked him unconscious, and put him on the ground. At the same time, his gaze stopped at the rune beneath Peng Ju's body.

"It should be this rune summoning!" Ji Fengtian thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, and wiped it towards the rune.

However, the rune seemed to be engraved on Pengju's body, and it could not be dispelled.

A spiritual power suddenly came out, and Ji Fengtian felt that the runes condensed by his own blood had other people's spiritual power to be poured into it.

"Master!"

Just as Ji Fengtian was thinking, a voice came, ringing in Ji Fengtian's mind.

"Who?" Ji Fengtian looked around.

"Master, hurry up and put Peng Ju away!"

"What?" Ji Fengtian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly put Pengju into his sea of knowledge.

The moment Pengju disappeared, Ji Fengtian felt that the spiritual power of the tracking had also disappeared, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to remember that he had heard a voice before, and it was a little familiar.

"The master is not surprised, you have entered the Scattered Immortal level, and you can already directly provide us with power. The voice came again, and Ji Fengtian finally found that in the sea of his knowledge, the red-golden warriors were neatly arranged together at this time, and their energies were connected to each other, surrounding Pengju in the center.

The crimson golden light penetrated Peng Ju's body, and wisps of black mist were discharged from his body, and when it came into contact with Ji Fengtian's sea of knowledge, it would instantly burn.

Just when Ji Fengtian was observing the sea of knowledge, there were fluctuations below, and the dark sarcophagus slowly rotated, I don't know if it was an illusion, Ji Fengtian felt that the person in the coffin seemed to have opened his eyes and looked at himself with a miserable white gaze.

And the battle between the upper and lower sides also became more intense, some white clothes were smashed and fell, and other white clothes joined hands to snatch the body back.

However, at this moment, there were countless deaths, and a large amount of black gas surged towards the sarcophagus, accelerating the rotation of the sarcophagus. On the surface of the sarcophagus, birds and beasts also began to swim, but their speed was like that of an old man in the twilight, extremely slow.