"This ......"

Jiang Yi was really frightened, the dead person could actually condense the phantom, and he could still speak, and the phantom looked exactly the same as the condensed Shui Youlan.

Three thousand years!

Even if a martial artist reaches the Heavenly Monarch Realm, it is impossible for him to survive for that long. In history, there have been many Heavenly Monarchs on the mainland, such as the Killing Heavenly Monarch and the Ten Thousand Dragons Heavenly Monarch, all of whom eventually turned into loess and could only live for five or six hundred years at most.

So Jiang Yi took a few steps back, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then said intently: "Senior, are you still alive?"

Silent!

The witch god didn't say another word, his eyes still staring at Jiang Yi. Jiang Yi paused for a moment to force himself to calm down, his mind turned, echoed the words of the witch god, and asked again: "Senior, do you mean that as long as I understand a kind of witchcraft in one day, I don't have to die?

Still silence!

Jiang Yi's heart became even more furious, this witch god has such a weird temper, how can he ignore people when he speaks? He secretly glanced at the witch god's phantom and finally found that something was wrong, the witch god's gaze seemed to have been unmoving, and he had been staring in his direction?

He slowly moved a step to the side, and sure enough, he found that there was a problem, this phantom was really frozen, and he was still staring in the direction in front of him at the moment, like a statue.

"Senpai?"

"Senior, can you hear me?"

"Senior ......"

Jiang Yi tried three times in a row, but the phantom never moved, and Jiang Yi completely relaxed. It seems that the phantom and the voice were left over from the witch god's use of sorcery before he died, and they were automatically triggered when he entered.

"Whew!"

After confirming this, Jiang Yi wiped the cold sweat on his face, fortunately this is an illusion, if he is really alive, it will be too shocking.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the phantom in mid-air gradually faded away, and soon disappeared in mid-air, Jiang Yi was startled, he exhaled a breath, sat on the ground to rest, but suddenly remembered something, jumped up, and exclaimed: "No, senior, you want me to comprehend ancient witchcraft, the question is where is the cheat?"

However.

Except for Jiang Yi's exhalation, there was no sound in the main hall, and no one told Jiang Yi where the secret book was? How do you comprehend ancient witchcraft? Jiang Yi didn't even know much about what ancient witchcraft was, he just knew that Yun Fei and one of Yun Lu's subordinates had comprehended the ancient witchcraft "Essence of Plants and Trees" and the "Puppet Mudstone Man".

Ancient witchcraft is difficult to understand, for example, the "essence of plants and trees" Yun family disciples don't say tens of thousands, there are always thousands of people, but there are so many people, only Yun Fei and Lu Lao have understood it, you can imagine how difficult it is to comprehend this ancient witchcraft.

Now Jiang Yi must comprehend an ancient witchcraft in one day, and on the premise that there is no secret book......

"Malegobi!"

Jiang Yi scolded secretly and began to wander around the palace, his heart was furious, but he would never give up until the last moment, a day is not a very long day, but there is no one in case of everything?

So he quickly searched for the secret book of witchcraft, and only when he found the secret book could he find a way to understand it.

But......

Jiang Yi turned the entire hall seven or eight times, and the two skeletons also scanned each place a few times, almost touching them with his hands, Jiang Yi didn't find anything related to the cheats.

"Damn, you're kidding me, aren't you? If you want to kill me, just bomb me, is it fun to play like this?"

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes and muttered weakly, as time passed, his heart became more and more anxious, if he couldn't find the secret book, not only would he die, but He Lao would also die.

"Whew!"

His body quickly flew outside, the door outside was still open, and he began to search for it in the hall outside, and poured fiery red yuan power into his hands, testing one by one.

Half an hour later, he returned, his face full of weakness, and there was nothing outside. He barely cheered up, and he beat it with his hands little by little in the inner hall, also infusing the fiery red yuan force, since this yuan force can open the door, if there is a mechanism to prohibit it, it will definitely be triggered.

Another half an hour passed, and all the places in the inner hall and outer hall were searched by Jiang Yi without touching any prohibitions.

"No, there are two more places!"

Jiang Yi's gaze swept to the two skeletons, he didn't move the place under the two skeletons, he groaned, gritted his teeth and walked in front of the bones of the King Kong powerhouse, and arched: "Senior, offended!"

His hand slowly touched the bone, and when he touched the bone, the bone suddenly lit up, and then the three walls of the palace also lit up, and soon countless dense small words appeared.

"Witchcraft cheats!"

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up, and he locked onto a wall on the left and looked at it intently.

"Puppet Mudman!"

At a glance, Jiang Yi's eyes brightened, Jiang Yi had seen the power of this witchcraft, and he was so fierce!

The mud men were invulnerable, and it was difficult for ordinary iQue powerhouses to destroy, and it was the attacks of the iQue Peak that could make them hurt. Wrong... They are simply immortal beings, they will not be injured at all, and the peak of the iQue cannot destroy them in a short time.

"That's it!"

Time is pressing, Jiang Yi doesn't go to see the other two ancient witchcraft, and if he learns this, his combat power will be greatly improved.

He quickly memorized the secret of this witchcraft, closed his eyes and sat down to comprehend, this witchcraft is very complicated, completely different from martial arts, it is very obscure, Jiang Yi pondered for a whole hour before he found a little way.

Puppet Mudstone Man, this witchcraft is a kind of magic power derived from the Dao pattern of the earth, using the power of the earth, condensed into mud and stone people, these mud and stone people have special runes inside, so the invulnerability is extremely hard. Of course, the strength of defense and attack power has a lot to do with the strength of the caster and the depth of his perception of witchcraft.

Jiang Yi didn't have to think about the strength or weakness of the mud and stone people, what he needed now was to understand this ancient witchcraft, so that he could escape with his life, and get this magical palace and the witchcraft inheritance of the witch god.

This palace is very magical, there are so many powerful strange spaces in it, it should be the same treasure as the imperial palace of the demon queen, if you can become the master of this palace, then you will have a super powerful treasure house.

"The witch god is so powerful, the prohibition here is absolutely terrifying, it is estimated that ordinary King Kong realm powerhouses can also bombard and kill when they come in, right?

Jiang Yi thought of this question, and his whole body trembled, if he got the inheritance of the witch god, could he also become the master of that powerful demon king?

If so, who else in this world can hurt him except the demon queen? You must know that the demon king has stepped into the realm of the Heavenly Monarch with half a foot, I'm afraid that his combat power can fight with Shui Youlan, right?

If this demon king is recovered, then it seems that his three-year covenant with the six major forces is not impossible to break?

"Smack!"

Thinking about it, Jiang Yi suddenly stretched out his hand and patted his head, and muttered with a wry smile: "This daydream is very beautiful, more than two hours have passed, and if you don't hurry up to comprehend, you will be killed directly......"

He hurriedly forced himself to calm down, exorcise distracting thoughts, and began to comprehend with his heart, whether he lived or died, depending on whether he could comprehend this witchcraft.