Tang Feng looked at the pile of dry bones with interest, and then looked at the scholar in green shirt and the woman in red, and felt that it was a little interesting. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I ...... I'm dead?"

The scholar in the green shirt didn't seem to be able to accept this fact, and seemed very depressed.

"Ahem, Nightfall, it's time to wake up. ”

At this time, an old man with a bamboo cane in the distance walked over slowly, raised the bamboo cane and gently tapped the scholar's head.

"Yin Lao. ”

The woman in red nodded her head at the old man, and she had seen it.

Yin Lao didn't care, he glanced at the woman in red with a smile, and said, "Bone girl, your temperament is still the same as before, very cold." ”

The bone girl showed a cold smile, but she didn't speak, just looked at Tang Feng, who was watching the play.

Yin Lao also moved his gaze to Tang Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, it's a pity that you came to this Yin Capital Mountain." ”

Tang Feng dusted off the dust on his clothes and asked with a smile, "What is a pity?"

Yin Lao's eyes became cold, and he said: "At your age, you are already a master of the first grade of the soul realm, and your talent is not high, but you came to this Yin Capital Mountain, and in the end, you only had to die, do you think it's a pity?"

Tang Feng nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that it is indeed a pity to say like this. ”

Seeing Tang Feng so calm, Yin Lao frowned, and the yin and evil qi on his body instantly became stronger, looking at this intensity, it already had the strength of the seventh or eighth grade of the Source Realm.

"Yindu Mountain, all the bones of soldiers are buried, and outsiders have not been allowed to offend since ancient times, so no matter what your purpose is here today, there is only one death!"

Yin Lao looked at Tang Feng coldly, the bamboo cane in his hand was billowing with black mist, and the skulls were looming.

"But what if...... I don't want to die?" Tang Feng asked with a smile and squinted his eyes.

Yin Lao snorted coldly: "No one wants to die, but this destiny is limited, how can a person's life and death be as good as he wishes?"

After saying that, Yin Lao suddenly spun the bamboo cane, and the hideous skeleton in the rolling black fog suddenly poured out, with a strong breath of death, like a locust, and pounced on Tang Feng.

"Is life and death to my heart?" Tang Feng smiled and sighed to the sky, "But what I want in this life is the word "heart!"

The words landed, and the black mist beside him was like a cloud, absorbing all the hideous and terrifying skulls.

The Ghost King struck.

In the world of "Tomb of the Gods", he has a fifth-order peak cultivation, corresponding to the main world, that is, the cultivation of the five grades of the Source Realm, and it is easy to deal with the Yin Lao who only has the cultivation of the eighth rank of the Source Realm.

Seeing that Yin Lao fell into disadvantage in the confrontation with the Ghost King, the woman in red and the scholar in green shirt also made a move, and the four undead were mixed up.

Tang Feng reclined down, took out a wine gourd, raised his head and drank the wine, and occasionally got free, so he took another look at the battle situation of the four undead.

As for life and death...... It's just a Yin Capital Mountain, since he dares to come, even the god of death can't take his life!

Thundered.

After a muffled sound, Yin Lao, Bone Girl, and Night Dead were finally defeated, and they were all captured by the Ghost King.

Tang Feng glanced at the three ghosts of Yin Lao, Bone Girl, and Night Death, and without saying a word, he took out Bihai Xiao and blew a soul-suppressing ballad.

This is a tune in the soul suppression ballad that controls the undead, marking the depths of the undead's soul for Tang Feng to control.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Yin Lao was surprised, Tang Feng had a five-grade undead master in the Source Realm, and he actually mastered this unheard of secret technique.

"Who am I? It doesn't matter. ”

Tang Feng put down the wine gourd, wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "You just need to remember, just like him in the future, just call me the lord." ”

As he spoke, Tang Feng pointed at the Ghost King.

"I'd rather die than die!"

The woman in red was cold and fierce, and she was very unconvinced by Tang Feng.

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bone girl, and then chuckled: "Then you will die." ”

After speaking, his eyebrows lit up, and he rushed out a small sword condensed by divine consciousness and slashed at the bone girl.

"Source Realm Six Grades!?"

Yin Lao was shocked, he never thought that Tang Feng, who had cultivated to only one grade in the soul realm, would have a stronger divine sense power than him.

The bone girl was the same, the reason why she was not convinced by Tang Feng was that she felt that Tang Feng's own strength was not strong, but after seeing the divine sense sword that exuded the terrifying fluctuations of the six grades of the Source Realm, her mentality changed.

"Lord, please spare the bone girl. ”

Tang Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, controlled the Divine Sense Sword to spin in the air, and said with a smile:

"I like your ferocity under the dry bones and red clothes, but if you want to be fierce to me, you'd better think about it. ”

The bone girl pulled up her clothes, saluted Tang Feng, and called Tang Feng seriously.

"Well, wouldn't that be nice. ”

Tang Feng put away Bihai Xiao, lifted the wine gourd again, and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

"Tell me, what just happened?"

Yin Lao knew that Tang Feng was referring to the fact that the scholar had forgotten his identity as an undead spirit, and explained:

"Back to the Lord, Ye Di was originally a scholar, and later enlisted in the Great Xia Dynasty, and died in this Yin Capital Mountain, because he was too obsessed with death, so he often lost his mind and forgot some things selectively. ”

"As for the bone girl, it's the obsession when she dies at night, that is, ...... Nightshade's fiancée, she waited for Nightshade for three years, and only waited for the news of Nightshade's death, and finally came to Yindu Mountain to look for Nightshade's bones, but she also died unfortunately. ”

"That's right. ”

Tang Feng nodded, then stretched out two fingers and casually pinched them behind his back.

At the same time, with the palm of his hand, he lifted the undead of a child that attacked him, and his fingers also caught the weapon that the undead of the child had used to attack him—a bone flute.

"This bone flute is good. ”

Tang Feng looked at this snow-white bone flute and nodded in admiration, because this bone flute turned out to be a source realm magic weapon, which was even higher than his Bihai Xiao.

"Lord, this bone flute is made of human bones, and it has been nourished for thousands of years, so it has a little spirituality. ”

Yin Lao continued to explain to Tang Feng, and at the same time glanced at the child's undead, hesitated for a while, and still said:

"Lord, this child is also a poor person, his parents died in Yindu Mountain, and he came to Yindu Mountain alone to look for his parents, but he died, and I hope that the Lord can let it go. ”

"Are they all pathetic!?"

Tang Feng looked at the child with a little grief in his eyes, and first branded him with the Soul Suppression Ballad before putting him down.

"What's his name?"

Yin Lao replied, "We all call him Xiaoluo." “

Tang Feng pinched Xiaoluo's face, and was not angry at Xiaoluo's assassination, but just glanced at Yin Lao, and asked with a smile:

"So what about you, Yin Lao, is you also a poor person, why are you so clear about everything?"